Chapter 1585 Fighting against the First Emperor Realm
Ye Junlang's face was calm. He had adjusted his state of mind to a state where he would not be affected by external objects.
He knew that emperor-level experts were very strong, especially those from the ancient tribe, so he did not feel careless at all. He took the initiative to challenge the emperor-level experts from the ancient tribe this time just to test his own strength.
upper limit.
If it were an ordinary sparring match, he wouldn't dare say that he could win against an emperor-level expert from the ancient clan, but...
It would be completely different if it were a life and death battle.
He dares to fight and is not afraid of death. He has been wandering on the line of life and death for many years. He has rich experience and can often carry out desperate counterattacks at critical moments.
Does St. Jett have it?
He didn't. He was stationed in the ancient ruins city all year round. At most, he took the disciples of the Holy Night clan to the outer areas to fight with some alien beasts. That was still a fight with the alien beasts with an absolute advantage.
Therefore, Ye Junlang's experience in life and death battles far exceeds that of Saint Jet, and this is where his confidence lies.
In a life-and-death battle, a warrior who dares to fight without fear of death can often display his own strength to an extraordinary extent; on the contrary, a warrior who is afraid of death and is timid in a fight may not be able to display half of his strength.
"Is he an emperor-level expert from the ancient clan? I hope his reputation is not in vain, otherwise it will be too disappointing."
Ye Junlang glanced at Saint Jet and said in a cold tone.
"Satan, you are really arrogant to the extreme. Anyway, this battle will make your blood splatter on the spot!" Saint Jet responded.
"Then let's fight. I also want to see the strength of the so-called emperor-level warrior from the ancient clan!"
Ye Junlang opened his mouth, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose up, like a blazing fire. Nine streams of energy and blood burst out of him soaring into the sky. The long dragon of energy and blood in the center soared up, intending to soar into the air, and seemed to be able to absorb the void.
The vast and boundless energy continuously replenishes Ye Junlang's own energy and blood.
"With energy and blood like a dragon, and vastness like the sea, this boy is worthy of being the genius of our generation. There are only a handful of people of the same generation who can compare with him!"
Under the arena, some strong men from the ancient clan who were watching the battle sighed with emotion.
Saint Jet sensed Ye Junlang's own majestic energy and blood. His eyes sank, and his emperor-level pressure burst out in full force, forming a domain pressure and suppressing it.
Ye Junlang.
This is only the realm of Saint Jet's emperor-level coercion. He himself cannot use the coercive momentum of the world. Even so, the emperor-level coercion from a true first emperor realm powerhouse is extremely terrifying and has a majestic power.
The inviolable imperial power is displayed.
"Punch into the sky! Kill!"
Ye Junlang shouted loudly, and his own gravity field was fully spread out, with a ray of imperial power contained in it. During this period, he spared no effort to evolve his own gravity field, making the area covered by the gravity field faintly covered with towering towers.
The shadow of a towering mountain emerged.
This is the true power of Ye Junlang's own gravity field. In previous battles with ancient disciples of the quasi-emperor realm, he had never fully evolved his own gravity field.
The evolved gravity field abruptly withstood the emperor-level pressure from Saint Jet. Even when the power of his own Nine Yang Qi and blood was also blessed, a certain amount of pressure was still formed.
Counter.
During the battle in the Doomsday City, he faced the suppression of the emperor-level pressure from the King of Dark Night. His own gravity field was no match and almost collapsed.
However, at that time, he was only a middle-level king-level player. Now that he has been promoted to the quasi-emperor level, everything has made a qualitative leap, including his own gravity field.
"Heaven and earth are destroyed!"
Saint Jet roared loudly, and the emperor-level power surged out crazily. His own emperor-level power was extremely powerful. He used the "Holy Night Shantide Fist" among the remaining members of the Holy Night, and for a moment, he was
Under the shadow of the boxing artistic conception, it seemed like a terrifying scene of heaven and earth being extinguished.
Ye Junlang's fist also soared into the sky. This was a fist that shot straight into the sky. The intention of the fist was like a dragon, soaring into the sky with great momentum.
boom!
In an instant, a loud and vibrating sound of fist fights resounded, deafening.
Ye Junlang's punch came with the momentum of a flying dragon soaring into the sky, and he was not afraid of Saint Jet's punch containing the majestic emperor-level power.
The moment the two fists clashed, the emperor-level power immediately exploded. The abyssal punch contained in Ye Junlang's fists was extremely powerful and majestic, and even contained a ray of emperor power.
The level power is contained in it, but it is still invincible against the powerful emperor level power of Saint Jet.
Kick, kick, kick!
Ye Junlang's figure was forced back, his face turned pale, and his blood and energy surged rapidly in his body.
"Happy, come again!"
Ye Junlang opened his mouth and laughed loudly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes burned like fire. He once again evolved his Jiuxiao Mountain River Fist, and exploded with two shocking fist lights——
"Shatter mountains and rivers with fists!"
"Punch down Kyushu!"
The monstrous fist power was revealed. One punch was like a hundred thousand mountains crushing down, shattering the mountains and rivers, which was irresistible. The other punch was magnificent and freehand, overwhelming the nine states, and had an invincible momentum of its generation.
St. Jet was extremely shocked. After the real fight, he felt how majestic and vast Ye Junlang's secret power was. It was so powerful that it was frightening.
It was hard for him to imagine that if Ye Junlang truly entered the emperor-level realm and turned all his secret realm power into emperor-level power, then his opponents at the same level would be directly crushed, right?
The stronger Ye Junlang behaves, the more threatened St. Jett feels.
This person cannot be kept!
It must be killed!
Otherwise, it will be a huge hidden danger for the survivors of Shengye!
With this thought, Saint Jet mobilized all his emperor-level power and unleashed a powerful blow with all his strength.
boom!
St. Jet's punch was like a holy night coming and the heaven and earth were extinguished.
Wherever the fist passed, the emperor-level power inside boiled, and the void seemed to explode, trembling under the power of the fist.
With a loud bang, Saint Jet relied on the powerful emperor-level power that burst out from his fist to forcefully break through Ye Junlang's fist, causing Ye Junlang to retreat the moment he was forced to do so.
There is a slight flaw in the empty door.
"Chance!"
A flash of murderous intent flashed in Saint Jet's eyes, and he rushed towards him like a shadow, and the condensed emperor-level power also penetrated along with his attacking and killing fists.
At this moment, Ye Junlang laughed ferociously.
Almost at the moment when Saint Jet punched, Ye Junlang suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light. In addition, his own holy dragon energy also filled the air, and the dragon energy penetrated his body, and finally turned into physical skills.
One, completely integrated into his Donkey Kong body.
"Fist transforms into Nine Suns!"
Ye Junlang yelled loudly, punched out with both fists, and evolved a series of powerful fist seals in the void. The power of his own Nine Yang Qi and blood was also injected into these nine fist seals, making these nine fist seals appear in the air.
In an instant, a dazzling light bloomed, like nine suns across the sky.
Nine fist seals came down in an instant, attacking Saint Jet.
Saint Jet's killing fist forcefully broke through the encirclement of some fist seals, causing the remaining force of the punch to hit Ye Junlang.
However, among the fist seals that Ye Junlang evolved, three of them hit Saint Jet.