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Chapter 455 Yellow Spring Hell Seal

In the center of the martial arts arena.

The protective cover has been opened and the photomask is covering it.

The three Sons of Bronze are all at the peak of the Martial Emperor. As for the true strength of each of the three, Chen Ling can't see clearly at a glance.

However, the feeling brought by his will made him very clear who was the least threat to him.

Except for the young man on the far right, the remaining two people did not pose much of a threat to him.

So, between these two people, it doesn’t matter which one you choose.

It is not that simple to break through the peak strength of the Martial Emperor. Even taking half a step to reach the Martial Lord is very difficult, and it depends on chance.

"I'm Yan Hong, please give me some advice."

The young man looked at Chen Ling with a cold face, slightly cupped his hands and clasped his fists, with a stern smile on his face.

Chen Ling only has the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor's primary level, and the will of the Martial Lord's primary level is completely hidden, which is really deceptive to people.

"Chen Ling."

Chen Ling smiled faintly and his expression became solemn.

The martial arts arena then became dead silent.

An invisible battle of wills raged in mid-air.

Yan Hong's will turned into an invisible sharp blade and swept towards Chen Ling overwhelmingly, trying to defeat Chen Ling's heart with the power of his will.

"Comparing will with me?" Chen Ling sneered.

At the level of the Martial Lord, his will is condensed into substance, and he does not want to be exposed. Therefore, when the power of the opponent's will attacks, his own will forms a shield, which firmly covers his mind.

Boom! Boom!

The silent roar echoed in the will.

Yan Hong's face gradually became ugly.

The bombardment of his will was as if it were bombarded with an indestructible turtle shell, unable to create even a single ripple.

Chen Ling's expression remained unchanged and she looked at him with a smile.

Damn it, how could his will be so strong?

Bastard shell?

Yan Hong was in disbelief.

Even with his peak Martial Emperor's will, he was unable to break even a single trace. Chen Ling's will protection shocked him.

So what if the will protection is strong?

But that doesn't mean he's strong enough.

At the beginning of the Martial Emperor stage, he also wanted to take away the identity of the Son of Bronze, a delusion.

Yan Hong was angry inside.

The appearance of Chen Ling is to take away his identity. If the Bronze Son is deprived of his identity, his status will plummet.

He would never allow it.

boom!

Yan Hong put away the power of his will like lightning, took a step forward, and with the power of a peak martial emperor, overwhelming the sky and the earth, he struck out with anger.

A giant hand with real energy grabbed directly at Chen Ling.

The giant hands of Zhenqi, which contain the powerful power of the peak martial emperor, sound like lightning, and the space of the martial arts arena rattles with terrifying power.

Chen Ling stamped his foot, suddenly rose up, and punched him.

Bang!

There was a loud thunder and sparks flying.

The fist shadow and the giant hand collapsed in mid-air.

Yan Hong followed the trend, and his whole body was full of true energy, which turned into the shape of a dragon and wrapped around him. His momentum climbed to the extreme, and he had the unstoppable power to sweep across all wastes.

"Dragon Cauldron Suppression."

Yan Hong shouted loudly, raised his big hand to the sky, and a huge golden cauldron appeared out of thin air. The cauldron was wrapped with dense dragon-shaped runes. The true energy was swirling, and the power was shocking. It swallowed up the universe. The mouth of the cauldron was facing down, and a vast dragon shape spurted out.

Down, suppress the heaven and the earth.

The space was restrained and twitched, and Chen Ling only felt his body tighten, covered with the ferocious dragon cauldron.

Chen Ling's eyes were filled with golden light: "Open it for me."

With a low cry, he broke free from his restraints, raised his hands into fists, and turned into a mighty river of fists, blasting out fiercely.

The force of the fist was like a river, and countless fist shadows intersected with each other. They were extremely violent and smashed onto the dragon cauldron like a torrent.

One after another, the dragon-shaped horses were shattered.

Bang~~

There was a harsh explosion, and majestic power sputtered out. The dragon cauldron shook violently, and was actually bombarded upwards under the terrifying shadow of the fist.

Outside the martial arts arena, two young men looked shocked.

Liang Wen looked calm, with a faint smile deep in his eyes.

There will be a heavy price to pay for underestimating Chen Ling.

"Damn, this guy is so powerful."

Yan Hong was shocked and pale.

Chen Ling was as rough as a beast, and his terrifying fist power was like an eternal torrent, powerful and terrifying.

Yan Hong made a decisive move in the air, and his true energy turned into runes and entered the dragon cauldron.

boom!

The power of the Dragon Cauldron skyrocketed, its brilliance exploded, and it seemed to have climbed several times in an instant. It crushed countless fists in one fell swoop and headed straight towards Chen Ling.

Chen Ling turned around and punched the edge of the cauldron with a sideways punch.

Bang!

The explosion caused large ripples, and the dragon cauldron was shaken and was knocked back by the punch.

Chen Ling swayed, dodged the dragon cauldron, and flew up, approaching Yan Hong.

Yan Hong lost his countenance, and the dragon tripod disappeared out of thin air, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"You also take a punch from me."

boom!

He grasped the air with his big hand, and clenched his five fingers into a fist. Above his fist, majestic energy surged, red light surged, and the ferocious power vibrated, instantly turning into a torrent of giant fists.

"Sky-shattering fist."

Kaka!

With one punch, the torrent submerged, and the space in the martial arts arena collapsed inch by inch. The violent force shattered the sky, and the power of destruction was raging like fire, endless.

"Good guy, but it's rare for Yan Hong to use the Sky-Shattering Fist." A young man whispered.

The power of this punch was too fierce.

"The boxing skills are good." Chen Ling raised his eyelids, laughed and shouted, his body rose up, and a black torrent burst out.

"Rang Niu Fist."

Using all his energy and blood, he struck the strongest blow of the Mangniu Fist, and he was born in shock.

The entire martial arts arena was shaken by a huge space, full of cracks, and the tide of red and black fists was overwhelming and dense, flooding the entire martial arts arena space.

Even through the protective shield, you can feel the terrifying force.

Rumble~~

The two torrents collided violently, causing thunder to explode, causing huge waves to explode into the sky and explode into the void.

The power of the fist surges forward, and the power is astonishing.

The two terrifying forces collided and collapsed rapidly.

"They are evenly matched." Ying Tianyu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but look at Chen Ling in surprise.

This extremely famous monster is indeed extraordinary. No wonder he dares to challenge the Son of Bronze so quickly.

In the air, amid the churning energy, Yan Hong stared at Chen Ling with a gloomy expression.

have equal shares.

"I will never allow it."

Yan Hong's eyes became ferocious.

boom!

Torrential Qi surged out of his body, and his blood pulses burned like flames.

A majestic dragon cauldron appeared out of thin air, filling the void instantly.

"The blood dragon destroys the world."

As Yan Hong roared, the dragon cauldron turned blood red, and a series of ferocious bloody dragons roared out from the dragon cauldron.

With the power of destruction, the space is shattered.

Chen Ling took a deep breath, and the terrifying will burst out of his body instantly.

"This kid..."

Liang Wen raised his eyelids slightly, and instantly made a seal with his hands behind his back. On the protective cover of the martial arts arena, a layer of light passed silently.

The battle attracted the attention of the two young men, and they were completely unaware of this slight change.

"Seal of Hell."

Chen Ling's eyes widened, and his terrifying will condensed into substance and came out of his body, turning into a terrifying seal.

In an instant, the world seemed like hell.

The big seal crashed down from the sky.

Yan Hong's eyes widened, his will trembled, and he shivered. Endless fear struck his heart, and his consciousness seemed to be shrouded in hell... (To be continued)


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