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"I have long heard that you can transform into a real dragon, and now it seems that it is true." Xuan Ye stared at Ye Ming's huge blood-red dragon body, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.
"Thank you." Ye Minglong opened his mouth and said lightly.
"Do you think I'm complimenting you?"
Xuan Ye snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly shot out. The black and white clothes looked extremely uncomfortable, and he felt like he was going to mourn. The red ribbon in his hand was suddenly thrown out, and the ribbon suddenly became straight.
A huge fiery red tiger head appeared, roared, and came towards Ye Ming.
Ye Ming's giant tail swung. Under the transformation, his strength increased by 16 times. The dragon's tail was like a million-pound boulder, and it was thrown hard on the tiger's head.
"Bang!"
The two collided, making a huge shaking sound. The tiger's head suddenly shattered and disappeared into the void, and the red ribbon was no longer straight and became soft.
However, the ribbon did not retract immediately. Instead, it bent and turned, like a cunning snake, and suddenly grew longer. In an instant, it was a hundred meters long, and it suddenly entangled Ye Ming's dragon tail.
"Die to me!!"
The veins on Xuan Ye's hands were exposed. It was obvious that Ye Ming's huge body was not very light. He swung it hard, and Ye Ming's blood-red dragon body was thrown out along with the dragon's tail, and it also hit the mountain fiercely.
.
"Bang!!!"
The huge mountain peak was directly smashed into two halves at this moment. Ye Minglong's mouth opened wide and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He felt that half of the bones in his body were broken, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"As expected of the second-level ancient saint, he really has a skill." Ye Ming thought secretly in his heart. The previous poison saint was also extremely powerful, and even almost died in the hands of the opponent. It seems that these ancient saints
The old things in the second level are not that easy to deal with.
"Is this all you have?"
Xuan Ye stared at Ye Ming and sneered: "I thought you were so strong. Those guys offered 50 million to reward your life. They are really incompetent!"
Ye Ming was speechless, opened his mouth and swallowed a pill, and the uncomfortable feeling disappeared immediately.
"Blood storm!"
He shouted in his heart. Above the void, a large number of clouds and mist suddenly appeared. At this moment, these clouds and mist turned into blood red, and blood-red raindrops the same size as ordinary raindrops dripped towards Xuan Ye.
"Chichi!"
Although Xuan Ye talks arrogantly, he is actually very cautious. After all, Ye Ming's current prestige must not be obtained easily, so he has put up a layer of defense outside his body as early as the beginning.
The raindrops fell on the defensive light curtain and suddenly made a hissing sound. Xuan Ye was shocked because he discovered that the blood-red raindrops were corroding his light curtain!
As the raindrops continued to fall, the light curtain quickly disappeared.
"There is still some means."
Xuan Ye frowned. His body shook, and a large number of laws suddenly filled the air. These laws tore a crack in the air, and those blood-red raindrops seemed to be attracted by something, and they all moved towards the crack.
Go, in the blink of an eye, even the blood-red clouds and mist disappeared.
"Blood space!"
Seeing this, Ye Ming was not too shocked. Blood Rain Storm was the weakest skill of the fourth level. He was not surprised that the second level of the ancient saint had such strength.
"Buzz!"
The space shook, and a huge blood-red light curtain suddenly fell, like a huge blood-red cage, trapping Xuan Ye inside.
"open!"
Xuan Ye shouted loudly, and swung out his hands at the same time. The law hit the light curtain, but it only caused it to shake violently, but did not break it.
"Blood domain compression!"
At the same time, another skill was used.
The two skills of blood compression and blood space can be said to be integrated, and Ye Ming likes to use them together the most.
The blood-red light quickly shrank, and the compressed pieces of space within it exploded, and in the blink of an eye, everything turned into black cracks.
Xuan Ye's expression changed slightly, and when he saw that the surrounding space was rapidly compressing towards him, he was shocked, and there were laws spreading out.
This law forms a small space around it, which is rapidly expanding, trying to open up the blood domain space, or even burst it.
However, the degree of compression of the blood space was completely beyond his imagination. This was the power of two skills brought together. How could he easily break through it?
"Bang!"
The small space formed by the law was directly crushed, and Xuan Ye's expression inside changed drastically. Seeing that the crisis was determined, his eyes suddenly flashed, then he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and connected dots on it several times, and then
He shouted: "Blood sacrifice, open it for me!"
"boom!"
The blood that had been touched several times exploded suddenly, and countless symbols with mysterious and obscure characters were all printed on the blood domain space. Then, the space was shattered inch by inch and finally disappeared.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound came out, and Xuan Ye's figure flew backwards into the distance like a kite with broken strings. His expression was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that the last use of the secret technique had caused him a lot of pain.
of injury.
"Xuan Ye is injured!"
"Oh my God, Xuan Ye is so strong, but he was still injured by Ye Ming. Is Ye Ming really just a half-step saint?"
In the woods, near the mountain peak, countless monks have gathered at this moment. They all watched the battle between the two in the void and talked loudly.
"Spiritual Dragon Nine Strikes!"
Ye Ming was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. Before Xuan Ye could stop, nine huge shadows appeared in the sky.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"
Nine consecutive attacks without any pause, one after another, the phantoms blasted towards Xuan Ye.
"Bang!"
The first attack was barely blocked by Xuan Ye.
"Boom!"
The second and third phantoms broke Xuan Ye's arms, and blood spurted out continuously.
Then, the fourth, fifth, sixth...
These attacks all fell without hesitation, like a storm, completely sweeping Xuan Ye away. He had no ability to resist at all, and he didn't even have the time to use laws to resist.
"Bang bang bang!"
Above the void, the figure was continuously blown away. When the seventh shadow fell, his body suddenly exploded. His soul wanted to escape, but was locked by the eighth attack.
"Bang!"
As the eighth shadow fell, Xuan Ye's soul immediately disappeared.
"Xuan Ye...is dead?"
"This...how is this possible? Xuan Ye is the second level ancient saint!"
"So what about the second level? When Ye Ming was in the Daoji realm, he killed a second-level ancient saint. Now that he has reached the half-step saint, he is probably even more powerful."
Some monks hiding in the forest couldn't believe it. Their eyes were mixed with horror and shock.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it only lasted a few minutes. If a second-level ancient saint killed the half-step saint in this time, it would be reasonable, but if it was the other way around, it would be
It's shocking.
It can be said that Xuan Ye was completely suppressed and beaten by Ye Ming. Except for hurting Ye Ming at the beginning, he had no strength to resist at all. Maybe he still had many secret skills that he had not used.
But Ye Minggen didn't give him this chance. One blow followed another, killing him alive!
"boom!!!"
Although Xuan Ye died, the ninth attack of the Spiritual Dragon's Nine Heavy Strikes had not been completed. Ye Ming's palm hit a certain forest, and the ninth phantom suddenly blasted past.
"Bang!!!"
In the woods, a figure flew out quickly. The corners of his mouth were slightly covered with blood, and he wore a tiger skin mask on his face. He was extremely tall and strong.
"Demon-faced tiger!"
"It turned out to be him! I heard that he also accepted the bounty mission."
"No wonder Ye Ming would aim this attack at that place. It turns out that the demon-faced tiger has been discovered there a long time ago."
Many monks discussed one after another, with some admiration in their tone.
In fact, the demon-faced tiger is very unlucky. He didn't come here a long time ago, but he was discovered by Ye Ming just after he came here. If he had come here a long time ago, how could he let Ye Ming kill Xuan Ye?
Although he and Xuan Ye didn't know each other, if Xuan Ye was killed by Ye Ming, it would definitely not be easy for him to kill Ye Ming himself.
"Brother Ye is worthy of his long-standing reputation. I admire you." The demon-faced tiger looked at Xuan Ye's corpse that turned into powder, pursed his lips slightly, pondered for a moment, and said with cupped fists.
"There seems to be no use in talking about this, right?" Ye Ming's eyes shot out sharply, staring into the eyes of the demon-faced tiger, and said lightly.
Being stared at by Ye Ming like this, and thinking of Ye Ming's series of tricks just now, the demon-faced tiger felt on pins and needles, and cold sweat flowed out from under the tiger skin mask.
Xuan Ye is the second level of the ancient saint, and he is only the peak of the first level. Perhaps before seeing Ye Ming, he still has the confidence to kill Ye Ming. After all, Ye Ming is only a half.
It's just Bu Shengzun. He can kill the second level of the ancient saints, and so can he. After all, there are strong and weak among the ancient saints.
However, after seeing Ye Ming's methods, the demon-faced tiger was shaken by his decision, and even regretted it.
Obviously, Xuan Ye's strength was much higher than his own. Even Xuan Ye was killed, and he just wanted to die. He was very lucky that he was not the first to take action.
"Brother Ye, there may be some misunderstandings between us. I used to think that Ye Ming killed too many people and was angry, so he took over the task. Now it seems that Brother Ye is not that kind of person." The demon-faced tiger smiled reluctantly.
road.
Hearing this, there was a burst of contempt in the woods. This excuse was too far-fetched.
"Then what kind of person do you think I am?" Ye Ming asked lightly.
"this……"
The demon-faced tiger was troubled. At this moment, how could he think of what kind of person Ye Ming was.