The birth of the Divine Dragon, illuminating the sky! This …
Ye Fei's fists were like the roar of a holy dragon, something that could crush all Dragonfolk and crush all enemies. Ouyang Changkong's war drum was incredibly powerful, especially considering that he was proficient in music. He could transform music into a divine ability, and then unleash it through his war drum. Few people in the same cultivation level as him could stand up to him. In fact, even the weaker Forefather Forefather would likely be injured. But …
Regretfully, Ouyang Changkong's opponent this time around was Ye Fei. Even if he didn't use a sword, Ye Fei's fists were still terrifying. When he punched out, the spectators saw Ye Fei transforming into a gigantic dragon that soared into the skies, suppressing the heavens and shattering the stars. But …
Boom! A huge explosion was heard. Boom!
Under the shocked gaze of countless Han Alliance disciples and Autumn Phoenix Shaman's incredulous gaze, Ye Fei's punch shattered the sky and broke the war drum. The war drum made of unknown beast skin was instantly pierced through by Ye Fei's punch. “
That's impossible. Your Rising Dragon Fist is just a Great Void Super Power. How could you break my war drum?! " Ouyang Changkong was furious. This war drum was the Ouyang Clan's treasure. It could withstand a Great Void Supernatural Power and not be destroyed. This was also the reason why Ouyang Changkong dared to use the war drum to fight Ye Fei's Rising Dragon Fist. But …
How could he know that Ye Fei was not using the Rising Dragon Fist, but the Sacred Dragon Fist? Even though Ye Fei had not cultivated the Sacred Dragon Fist to the level of a Sky Emperor's Supernatural Power, it was not something that Ouyang Changkong's Great Void Supernatural Power could compare to. A mere war drum could not block Ye Fei's attack.
It wasn't enough to shatter the war drum with a single punch. Another punch, accompanied by a heaven-shaking dragon's roar, smashed towards Ouyang Changkong's body. It felt as if the one fighting right now wasn't a person, but a noble and sacred dragon. Ouyang Changkong's eyes turned red. "Damn it, I can't lose. He's just a nameless peasant. I don't believe that I'm inferior to him! Bloodline, burn for me! "
The immense anger and danger made Ouyang Changkong not dare to hold back. He had already burned his bloodline. The Imperial Celestial Handle on his body became stronger. At the same time, a huge blood axe was condensed by his bloodline. And …
After that, the axe split the sky and chopped towards Ye Fei's fists. It was as if Ouyang Changkong couldn't wait to chop off Ye Fei's hands. From this, it could be seen how furious Ouyang Changkong was. Of
Victorious smiles appeared on the faces of many Frost Alliance disciples who had lost their composure. "This Ye Fei fellow is quite capable. He actually managed to force the vice alliance master to ignite his bloodline."
Unfortunately, the difference in bloodline is not something an ant like him can make up for with a divine ability. Once the Vice Alliance Leader uses his bloodline, that devil called Ye Fei will definitely die … "
Ye Fei, die. Once you're dead, I'll kill everyone related to you, whether it's your family or your women! " The dignified Frost Alliance's Deputy Leader was forced to use his bloodline to deal with a nobody with a tenth-grade bloodline. He even lost his family's treasure. The hatred in Ouyang Changkong's heart had reached its peak. At this moment, not only did he want to kill Ye Fei, but he also wanted to vent his anger on everyone related to Ye Fei.
But he did not know that his words had completely touched Ye Fei's reverse scale. "Originally, you and I didn't have much enmity. I didn't want to kill you. But since you've threatened me, you'll die under my fist today! Kill! "
Ye Fei's fists shook the heavens and earth. Ouyang Changkong's words had completely enraged him. Ye Fei did not hold back anymore. He completely displayed the power of the Sacred Dragon Fist. At this moment, Ye Fei seemed to have transformed into a real Sacred Dragon, roaring in the void. Following Ye Fei's roar, a terrifying Sacred Dragon Claw appeared in the void and slammed forward. Wu
Yue and Chu Ling's expressions were instantly filled with astonishment. In the crowd, Zhang Heng's eyes were wide open in disbelief. The three of them had all practiced the Ascending Dragon Fist before. Naturally, they knew that when the Ascending Dragon Fist was cultivated to the limit, it could unleash a terrifying dragon seal that could destroy the opponent. However, it was impossible for someone like Ye Fei to directly transform the Ascending Dragon Fist into a dragon claw.
"No, you're definitely not cultivating the Rising Dragon Fist. The Rising Dragon Fist doesn't have such a terrifying attack power!" When he saw the terrifying dragon claw slamming down and easily shattering the Blood Axe formed by his bloodline, Ouyang Changkong felt a great fear for Ye Fei for the first time.
It should be known that the power of his Bloodline Divine Axe was comparable to the extreme power of a Great Void Mystique. He had only seen one person who could destroy his Blood Axe so easily, and that was when Lu Mohan used the Heavenly Emperor Mystique. Only
Yes, those who could master the Heavenly Emperor Super Power at the Divine Lord Realm were all peerless geniuses with amazing bloodlines. Any one of them could suppress an era. Ouyang Changkong would never have thought that Ye Fei, who clearly had a mediocre bloodline and was several streets away from those peerless geniuses, could master the Heavenly Emperor Super Power that only peerless geniuses could master.
Ouyang Changkong's face suddenly showed a deep sense of despair. His Blood Axe had been destroyed, and his other Great Void Super Powers were no match for Ye Fei. Mo
Fei, was he going to die here today?
"Why aren't you stopping? All disciples of the Han Alliance, quickly stop this demon!" An abrupt voice suddenly came from the crowd. Although they did not know where it came from, this reminder still woke the disciples of the Han Alliance.
After all, Ouyang Changkong was the deputy leader of the Han Alliance. If he was killed by a nameless person in public, it would be a fatal blow to the reputation of the Han Alliance.
Kill! Several
Almost instantly, several people of the Han Alliance with powerful auras joined forces to kill, wanting to save Ouyang Changkong. But even though they were fast, Chu Ling and Wu Yue's reactions were also fast. Beside Chu Ling, the little light dragon roared and suddenly turned into a holy light dragon sword, falling into Chu Ling's hand. Chu Ling swept the sword light, and a strong holy light had already torn the void, blocking the few disciples of the Han Alliance.
"If you want to fight my brother, you'll have to get past me first!"
Wu Yue stepped into the void, standing with his staff horizontally, and quickly blocked one of the Han Alliance's people. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the huge dragon claw that Ye Fei had turned into finally fell on Ouyang Changkong's body. But at this moment, a layer of dazzling armor of cold light suddenly erupted from Ouyang Changkong's body, freezing the world and the void. It actually temporarily blocked Ye Fei's Holy Dragon Seal.
Ouyang Changkong, who was in despair, suddenly had an expression of ecstasy on his face. "Hahaha, Ye Fei, you're dead. You're really dead this time. Mohan, help me kill him and wash away my shame!"
Following Ouyang Changkong's words, a powerful young man in luxurious clothes suddenly appeared in the distant sky, surrounded by ice and snow. This young man was none other than the last peerless genius from Imperial Sky, Lu Mohan.
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