The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Ye Mo, definitely the most flamboyant genius in the Yanhuang League, not only won the 99-game winning streak, but also in the Dragon Pavilion, enlightened the heart and became the mid-term master.

Moreover, Ye Mo is still in the mid-term promotion, still continuing to win, there is no disciple, can stop Ye Mo's winning streak.

Nowadays, Zhang Kong’s shot, a disciple who understands Qiankun’s heart and space blasting, his means, but let a lot of medium-term big masters suffer.

This battle may be the most exciting battle. If this battle has not forced Yemo Shi to show his heart, the next challenge is that no one can force Ye Mo to show his heart.

At this moment, countless disciples, around the ring, eyes on the two figures on the ring, breathing are holding.

This war, who wins and who is negative is not important, they just want to see, Ye Mo's heart of the dragon's heart, what is it.

"Ye Mo, this war, are you still not planning to use the Tao?"

Zhang Kong looked at Ye Mo, his face was also dignified. He had a long flowing hair and his appearance was very ordinary. However, his eyes were extremely attractive and constantly fluctuating.

Of course, this is because his innate ability is driven by his eyes.

In general, Zhang Kong is blessed with a unique talent, even if his talent is average, relying on strong innate ability and morality, it is enough to make him stand in the Yanhuang League.

"That's a look at your space blasting, can you force me to push the heart!"

Ye Mo said faintly.

Zhang Kong smiled and his eyes shone. He said: "I don't just want to force you to push the heart, but also to defeat you. The elders told me that Qiang Kundao is a rare heart in Xingyu. I was promoted to the mid-term master, never lost, and the worst is a draw."

"Zhangkong condenses the heart of Qiankun, and it is indeed unique. With the power of that heart, it is enough to stand out from the crowd."

Everyone has talked about it.

"Draw?"

Ye Mo was surprised and said: "Since you are so powerful, why are you only 94 points?"

He is now a 94-point score. Because he deducted five points, he would have reached a hundred points if he defeated Zhang Kong. However, there was a big half-time and a half-year time.

"I was not good at fighting. Plus, the Heavenly King Hall is no longer qualified to compete for the power list. Therefore, I have lost all the battles. The battle has no meaning for me because I am better than Others, relying on them are unique means."

Zhang Kong said: "Every time I push the space to blast, my opponent will be helpless. Do you think that there is any significance in such a battle?"

"Space blasting is too powerful. Any attack, under space blasting, will be turned into nothingness. Even if it is powerful, it will be crushed. This is equivalent to mastering an undefeated means. Any skill that shows this trick will make the opponent helpless."

The Taoist heart is the rule, and the powerful force can't violate this rule. The power of the rule can only obey. It is like the law in the secular. If you kill someone, you will have to pay for it. It is impossible to disobey.

Therefore, many people believe that even if Ye Mo’s strength is strong, it is very difficult to defeat Zhang Kong’s unique military.

"When you fight with me, you will really understand that you will be defeated by the strength of the means."

Ye Mo smiled, and with a big hand, four swords lighted up. This is the **** of the sword Qing Yang sitting, four swords, four swords, tearing space, every sword, Both contain constant swordsmanship, vertical and horizontal cutting.

Many disciples saw Ye Mo's shot, and he was a **** of heaven that he had never seen before. He couldn't help but breathe cold air.

Because, in the first few battles, Ye Mo did not know how many gods, stimulating gods and heavenly gods, and all kinds of attributes existed. Now, Ye Mo is also motivated. A god, and a new god.

"This Ye Mo, how many gods have you cultivated? Even if the little witch has no gods he cultivates!"

An elder sighed.

The elders who presided over the competition were also secretly surprised: "This Ye Mo is definitely the first person in the Yanhuang League. His personal points are the first and foremost. It is also a matter of time."

"However, he wants to beat Zhang Kong, it is very difficult, Zhang Kong's combat talent is weak, but the means is too strong."

"Yes!"

For this battle, many elders are curious and can't guess the result.

"Your means is useless to me!"

Zhangkong’s big hand grabbed the void, and for a long time, the space where the four swords were located began to break. Even the four swords were broken together and turned into chaos. After a long time, they recovered. come.

A powerful attack, when the space is broken, is turned into nothingness.

"It seems that there is no such thing. This is a kind of heart in the heart of Qiankun. The space is blasted and motivated. Even if it is the attack of the peak, it will follow the space."

"Is a move, rules are generated!"

The disciples under the stage saw Zhang Kong urging the space to blast, and they were all in a hurry, for fear of missing this wonderful scene.

"Ye Mo, any of your means can't hurt me. Your attack is ineffective in space explosion."

Zhang Kong shook his head.

"It's really amazing!"

Ye Mo also really saw the power of space blasting ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ However, he did not agree, directly impacted the past, a fist to Zhang Kong, the boxing turbulent world, the general master, if it bears this Boxing, absolutely serious injury.

"Space blast!"

Then, Zhang Kong faced Ye Mo's blow, his face remained the same, or he couldn't produce waves in the face of any attack, because any attack was useless in front of him.

When he grabbed his hand, the space in front of him began to break up. If Ye Mo dared to attack the whole body, the whole body would be broken together with the space.

Ye Mo sees that the space in front is broken and turned into chaos. He also stopped the attack directly. He laughed: "Zhang Kong, no wonder you can't afford any interest in the battle. However, you are here, space blasting. Can't make you really invincible!"

Between the words, Ye Mo directly urged the ice and fire wings, raised the speed to the extreme, and instantly disappeared in place.

"Do you think that relying on speed can hurt me?"

Zhang Kong’s light flashed and looked around, trying to lock Ye Mo’s figure. However, Ye Mo’s speed was too fast. Even if he motivated his innate ability, it would be difficult to lock Ye Mo’s breath.

He waved his hands and began to break around, forming a shield that made it impossible to get close.

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