Chapter 1581: The Sword Points at the Remains of the Holy Night
Old Man Ye still has a very clear understanding of Ye Junlang's strength. After Ye Junlang entered the quasi-emperor realm, his Nine Yang Qi and blood became even more boundless. In addition, he also practiced three top secret techniques, which made his own
The power of the secret realm is not weaker than that of the emperor-level powerhouses. The only thing that is lacking compared to the emperor-level powerhouses is the use of the emperor-level power.
However, Ye Junlang has the body protection of the Great Vajra Realm, and has integrated one of the physical skills of the Holy Dragon into the Great Vajra Body. Therefore, in a life-and-death battle, this kind of physique can completely crush the strong people of the First Emperor Realm.
Although Xue Kuang sacrificed his blood to the Blood Moon, his own strength has skyrocketed and is close to the First Emperor Realm, but it is obviously not yet the real First Emperor Realm strength. Therefore, it is not a problem for Ye Junlang to win this battle. He can suppress it if he really wants to use all his strength.
Bloody.
But now, in the battle between Ye Junlang and Xue Kuang in the ring, he seems to have lost a little bit. He was attacked by Xue Kuang and retreated one after another, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, giving people the feeling that he was still trying to hold on.
Based on Old Man Ye's understanding of Ye Junlang, I'm afraid this guy is showing weakness on purpose and is harboring some bad ideas.
"The blood moon swallows the sky!"
The blood maniac roared violently, and he condensed all the power of his own secret realm, and the power of his vitality and blood surged. He was not willing to waste his own blood power to activate the forbidden secret method of blood sacrifice and blood moon, making him
His own martial arts aura rose violently, and an extremely powerful emperor-level power condensed out. It seemed that he himself could not withstand this powerful emperor-level power, and the skin all over his body was cracked.
The blood maniac could see that Ye Junlang had been suppressed by him and was being beaten back steadily by his strong attacks. In his opinion, he only needed to sacrifice blood to the blood moon again and unleash a powerful blow to defeat Ye Jun.
Lang's punches completely defeated Ye Junlang and killed him.
"Roar!"
Ye Junlang shouted angrily, he punched out, pulling his own energy and blood into the fist, a thick and boundless punch was revealed, a wisp of emperor-level power evolved, and then
Follow his fists and strike forward.
Rumble!
The void vibrated and roared, and the violent fist force spread to all directions, causing pain on people's faces.
When the two men's fists fell, Ye Junlang staggered back again, his own aura became much weaker, and he looked like he was seriously injured.
On the other hand, Xue Kuang was forced to retreat, and his face turned pale. He looked at Ye Junlang and still resisted his punch. His face was ferocious, and he couldn't help but said: "How is it possible? Why haven't you fallen down yet?
!”
"If I don't kill you, I will fall!"
Ye Junlang laughed ferociously, and with a movement of his body, he began to actively attack and kill.
When the blood maniac was about to fight, his expression suddenly changed, and his own aura dropped sharply like ebbing water.
The sequelae of the blood sacrifice to the blood moon are beginning to show.
Originally, the Blood Sacrifice Blood Moon could not last long. During this period, he failed to kill Ye Junlang. When this period of time passed, he suffered a backlash and his own aura began to drop sharply.
Even the emperor-level power could not be condensed.
"kill!"
Ye Junlang shouted coldly, and he rushed towards him and started punching to kill.
Xue Kuang gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist, but as his aura was rapidly declining, he had no power to fight back at all, and was directly pressed and beaten by Ye Junlang.
Bang! Bang!
Ye Junlang's fist was as heavy as a mountain, which contained the heavy and majestic power of the abyss. He broke the blood maniac's fist with one punch, and then he punched straight up and hit the blood maniac's chest.
superior.
At the moment when the blood maniac was about to be knocked away, Ye Junlang's right leg suddenly lifted up and swept out like a dragon wagging its tail!
call!
The movement of one leg was like a cannonball, sweeping directly towards the blood maniac's waist.
This leg, Xue Kuang was even more unable to resist. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Junlang's leg swept across his waist, bending his waist almost to a 90° angle. Xue Kuang
He opened his mouth and coughed up blood, but was swept out of the arena.
Blood Madness fell outside the arena, and disciples of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan immediately came forward. However, when they helped Blood Madness up, they found that Blood Madness had lost all vitality!
The second Quasi-Emperor Realm disciple of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan was killed!
"died!"
"The secret method of blood sacrifice and blood moon only lasts for a short time. If he can't kill his opponent, he will wait to be killed!"
"This secret method of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan can also hurt others and hurt ourselves. What a pity, it's just a little bit worse!"
"I have to say that this young man from the outside world is really very strong. Among the quasi-emperor realm's strength, only the disciples of the ancient clan can compete with him."
"After four battles, three disciples of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan died directly, and one person was seriously injured. I don't know how the Blood Moon Ancient Clan will deal with this situation in the future."
The people from the major ancient tribes who were watching were talking about it.
Xue Ying and Xue Feng already had cold expressions on their faces. If they had not worried about the fact that people from all major ancient clans were watching, they would have taken action against Ye Junlang.
Ye Junlang stretched out his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Xue Ying and Xue Feng with cold eyes and said, "Are there any young disciples of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan who dare to take the stage to fight?"
As soon as these words came out, Xue Ying and Xue Feng were silent for a while.
Among the young disciples of the Blood Moon Ancient Clan who are currently training in the ruins ancient city, Xue Slayer and Xue Kuang are at the quasi-emperor level, while the other disciples are basically at the high-level king level.
At the moment, Ye Junlang looked like he was injured, but with Ye Junlang's strength at the quasi-emperor level, sending a king-level disciple to the stage would be the same as sending him to death.
When Ye Junlang saw that Xueying and Xuefeng were silent, he sneered and said: "Since the younger generation of the ancient Blood Moon clan has no one to fight with, I will win this battle! According to the regulations,
I happily accepted those fifth-grade and sixth-grade medicinal materials as bets."
Xue Ying Ye and Xue Feng looked angry, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes, but they could not act out and could only hold back the bad breath in their hearts.
"It's a pity that the truly talented disciple of our clan is in retreat, otherwise we wouldn't have allowed you to be so arrogant!" Xueying said coldly.
"Stop talking about these useless things. If you are not convinced, you can call over the talented disciples of your clan. I can wait for a day or two. If you lose, you lose. I really think that saying this can help you Xueyue Ancient
Want to save face? How childish!" Ye Junlang said mercilessly.
"you--"
Xue Ying's face became angry, with murderous intent surging.
However, Ye Junlang no longer paid attention to the Blood Moon Ancient Clan. He turned his eyes towards the Holy Night Clan and said loudly: "Next, it is the turn of the Holy Night Clan. I want to challenge the Saint Night Clan.
Disciples of the younger generation, are there any young disciples from the Holy Night clan who dare to challenge you? If you don’t dare to fight, then kneel down and admit defeat, and I will spare your life!”
"presumptuous!"
Saint Jet, the emperor-level powerhouse from the Holy Night clan, roared angrily. His own emperor-level pressure exploded, and he swept towards Ye Junlang.