Ye Junlang was still smiling. Even though he was coughing up blood after being shocked by Saint Jet's powerful emperor-level power, his body was still like a straight spear, and he still stood tall.
.
The emperor-level experts are very strong, and the emperor-level experts from the ancient clan are even stronger. To outside warriors, they are like undefeated myths, at least at the same level.
But so what?
Invincible at the same level?
Bullshit, you are invincible at the same level. Today, I will prove to these ancient warriors that I will defeat the superiors from below. I will fight at the quasi-emperor level and kill the ancient martial emperor-level warriors!
The so-called myths are meant to be broken!
"Fight again!"
Ye Junlang shouted loudly, and his vast energy and blood burst out again. Nine Yang energy and blood rose into the sky. His three secret techniques were running in succession, constantly stimulating the power of energy and blood in his body. The dim big
The body of the Vajra Realm, nourished by its Qi and blood that had once again flourished, once again bloomed with a dazzling golden light.
Seeing this scene, the ancient emperor-level experts who were watching the battle in the arena rushed to the scene in shock and speechlessness——
"The power of this person's energy and blood is too strong, it is simply unreasonable, far beyond his level of strength!"
"The qi and blood are at their peak and endless. What kind of bloodline does this person have? Why is his qi and blood still so strong after several consecutive battles?"
"I really don't know what my bloodline is like. In short, it is definitely no less powerful than the ancient clan's most powerful bloodline."
"If Saint Jet stops here, the situation behind him will be even more unfavorable to him."
These strong men started discussing one after another. Seeing Ye Junlang's strong energy and blood soaring into the sky, they were really shocked and could be said to be unbelievable.
Old man Ye in the audience squinted his eyes, smiled casually, and said to himself: "Nine-Yang Holy Body is truly worthy of its name. Qi and blood are like Yang, endless. One qi and blood is one yang, and nine rays of nine yangs can be said to be the source of qi and blood.
It’s the best! If he breaks the Azure Dragon Seal later...it’s not a bad idea to walk the path of being the common master of the world."
As he spoke, Old Man Ye seemed to have something in his mind and glanced towards the outskirts of the ancient ruins city.
When that time comes, will Ye Xiaozi's real opponent be someone over there?
Thinking of this, Old Man Ye felt a little worried in his eyes, but he soon felt relieved. He still had to go his own way.
He can protect Ye Junlang for a while, but he cannot protect him for a lifetime, and he cannot help Ye Junlang find his own path to the most powerful martial arts. In the end, everything still depends on Ye Junlang himself.
When Ye Junlang's own vitality and blood were once again at their peak, his fighting spirit became even more intense, and he shouted loudly: "Do the emperor-level warriors from the Holy Night clan have this kind of fighting power? I am at the quasi-emperor level with you.
Fight, if you only have this kind of strength, then just die for me!"
As he spoke, Ye Junlang's figure was like lightning, and he was already swinging his fists to attack.
"The Holy Night cannot be insulted! You are seeking death!"
Saint Jet's eyes were red, and he rose up in rage. The angry murderous intention in his heart filled his chest. His own emperor-level power gathered again, and he attacked with a violent and unparalleled offensive.
"Strength is respected, there is nothing that should be humiliated! If I kill you today, then the emperor-level strongman of your Holy Night clan will be trampled under my feet!"
Ye Junlang spoke coldly, but his moves were unambiguous. His energy and blood were like a dragon, as vast as the sea, making the power of the abyssal blow condensed in his fists boundless. In that wisp of emperor-level power
Under the urging of the enemy, the attack moved forward.
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the two were fighting together again. This was a real fight. Both sides wanted the other's life.
Saint Jet is definitely one of the best among the powerful people in the First Emperor Realm. His own Emperor-level power is extremely powerful. With the Emperor-level power occupying a huge advantage, he continuously impacted Ye Junlang's body.
As a result, Ye Junlang was continuously injured and blood continued to bleed from the corner of his mouth.
However, no matter how powerful Saint Jet's emperor-level power was, no matter how ferocious his punches were, he still could not break Ye Junlang's King Kong-level physique.
The golden body is indestructible and invulnerable to all laws.
After the Vajra-level body is fused with the dragon-body body that combines physical and martial arts, it is indeed becoming more and more abnormal. Even a top powerhouse in the First Emperor level like Saint Jet is completely invincible.
Ye Junlang possesses the bloodline of the Nine Sun Saint Body, and the power of his own blood is as vast as the sea. But Saint Jet cannot do this. Even though he is an emperor-level powerhouse, he has been fighting since then.
As he continued to attack with all his strength, his energy and blood were greatly consumed.
When he fought with Ye Junlang to the end, his energy and blood dropped significantly, and the emperor-level power condensed in his fists also began to weaken, and it was not as good as before.
Ye Junlang became more and more courageous as he fought. The nine dragons of qi and blood continuously provided him with endless power of qi and blood. Even though his injuries were more serious than Saint Jet's, it did not hinder his strength.
Attack and kill.
At this time, Saint Jet unfolded Ye Junlang's fist. He seized this momentary opportunity and hit Ye Junlang's heart with a horizontal punch with his right hand.
Ye Junlang's outstanding battle experience played a key role. Such a critical moment is also a good opportunity for counterattack, so how to use it.
After all, there is often a glimmer of hope in a crisis!
Ye Junlang did not dodge. He took an instinctive step laterally and moved his body slightly to avoid the vital points of his heart. At the same time, the punch of the Jiuxiao Shanhe Fist he evolved was directed towards Saint Jet's waist.
side position.
St. Jet's punch came over and the door at his waist was wide open, which was a good opportunity to counterattack.
Bang! Bang!
Two banging sounds were heard, and St. Jeter punched Ye Junlang in the chest. Ye Junlang's punch also hit St. Jeter's waist.
Blood started to bleed from the corner of Ye Junlang's mouth again, but he still did not retreat. Instead, he rushed forward and pursued Saint Jet, who fell backwards under his punch.
call!
Ye Junlang's legs swept out, not just one sweep, but his left and right legs swept one after another, and a wisp of emperor-level power contained within also burst out crazily, and he continued to sweep and attack towards Shengjie.
Special left and right sides.
St. Jet's figure kept making moves as he retreated, but Ye Junlang's sweeping legs were as dense as rain and heavier than a thousand blows, forcing him to keep retreating.
When he was about to retreat to the corner of the ring, Ye Junlang's eyes suddenly shot out with fierce murderous intent. He shouted angrily, and when he drew back his legs, fist marks all over the sky appeared in the sky. Nine fist marks were like nine suns crossing the sky.
, one after another, heading towards the town of Saint Jet.
"roar!"
Saint Jet seemed to have sensed the crisis. He roared like a madman. He frantically activated his emperor-level power, and in an instant, fist shadows filled the sky, attacking Ye Junlang.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Among the fist shadows that filled the sky that Saint Jet erupted, several fist shadows hit Ye Junlang. Similarly, among the fist seals that Ye Junlang evolved, there were also several fist marks that struck Saint Jet's
On the body.
St. Jet coughed up blood and fell back. However, at that moment, Ye Junlang's killing punch came suddenly and directly!
I hit Jiuyou with one punch!
With one punch, it shook the Nine Netherworlds and fell into the underworld. There was an aura of annihilation and death permeating the air.
St. Jett had no idea that Ye Junlang's body was so powerful. After being hit by several punches, Ye Junlang advanced instead of retreating and unleashed this killer punch.
Saint Jet had no way of resisting this punch, and he was not allowed to react at all to resist it. When the power of this punch exploded, in the blink of an eye, the punch had already hit his heart.
Bang!
A dull thunderous sound echoed through the air, and Saint Jet's entire body flew out like a kite with its string broken.