The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

The means of Long Tianyang is to use the Qiankun Taoist heart, which is the power of space rules. Otherwise, it is impossible to resist Ye Mo.

Long Tianyang also condenses seven hearts. He wants to use his own strength to condense a barrier and block the attack of the dragon. It is naturally difficult. Unless Bai Hejun is a master of this level, he can use his own strength to condense the barrier. , blocking this 莫 of Ye Mo.

You must know that Ye Mo’s own strength is enough to rival the martial arts of six hearts. Plus, it is the dragon anger, which is a special kind of sound martial arts, although it does not reach the level of no upper order, but In the degree of the heavenly order, it has reached a very high level and is motivated. Even if it is Long Tianyang, it must be taken seriously.

Those sound waves oscillated, gathered into a strip of dragons, hovering around Ye Mo's body, and finally directly attacked the dragon proud soul.

"The sound martial arts of Long Xuange is completely different from the same, but the form of performance is different, and it is extremely oppressive!"

The face of the dragon proud spirit is also slightly changed. This is definitely the smashing of their Shenlong people. He immediately looks at Ye Mo with a cold eyes. "In that year, I directed this kind of sound martial arts, but from I have created a lot of means. Since it is a sound wave, I want to let you try the taste of this sound wave yourself."

Between the words, his hands slammed, and the power of annihilation brought together a huge mountain to descend, blocking the dragons whose sound waves condensed, not only that, the dragons hit the mountain, fierce A shock, actually produced an echo, and went against Ye Mo.

Ye Mo saw, cold smile, once again roared, the sound waves gathered into a dragon, and the colliding dragons crashed together, making the entire space a huge shock.

"Sonic martial arts, it is useless to me!"

The dragon proudly sees a vagueness in front of his eyes. He directly sacrificed a long sword, leaping high, breaking the space of the explosion, and the power of horror, but also blending into the long sword and directly killing the past.

In the sword method, there are countless swords, and each kind of sword is inscrutable.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Mo felt that his fate was not locked. He had a strong threat and uneasiness, which was the first time he had this illusion.

This sword method is absolutely not ordinary.

"Eternal door master, this sword method, I have learned hundreds of thousands of years, combined with dozens of powerful swordsmanship, a sword that is condensed into one, under the same level, if not stimulating the heart, I can't resist it at all. I want to see if you have any means to stop my sword."

The dragon proudly said loudly.

It is absolutely unbelievable to understand the swordsmanship that has been realized for hundreds of thousands of years. Ye Mo was born, but only tens of thousands of years old. The other party is definitely the character of the era of Long Xuan Ge.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo no longer retains the means, will not kill the Xingyu Dragon Soul, the pressure of the Zulong, really burst out, all the Shenlong people feel this pressure, unconsciously want to crouch down If you want to pay homage, it is as if the courtier met the king, and in his heart, he had the idea of ​​surrender.

This kind of idea is stronger than seeing the Dragon Emperor.

"What the **** is going on? How can he emit such a powerful pressure in his body?"

"Impossible, what the **** is going on?"

Many of the elders of the Shenlong family, one by one, couldn’t believe it. They couldn’t believe that this eternal gatekeeper could have such a terrible pressure on them and let them have the impulse of Wanlong’s surrender.

In the face of this horrible pressure, the dragon's proud face is also ugly, his swordsmanship in this pressure, the power does not know how much weakened.

Ye Mo laughed and directly hit the past. He gathered a huge ancestral phantom shadow behind him, and gathered into a fierce punch. He collided with the sword of the dragon arrogant soul. No matter how deep the sword of the dragon arrogant, it is not enough. Zulong body.

"It is the eternal gatekeeper. The means are really extraordinary. You dare to fight against my swordsmanship with bare hands. You are still the first person. However, my swordsmanship, can you break open with a punch?"

The dragon proud spirit screamed, and the body turned into a dragon, hovering over Ye Mo’s head. The dragon scale of his body seemed to be like a long sword, and each long sword was condensed with a sword and stabbed. It is enough to smash large spaces.

"Shenlong strangles!"

The dragon shouted, countless dragon scales, and released countless swords, constantly wearing in the void, all assassinated.

In this scene, all the elders have changed greatly. This sword method, even they have not seen it, actually cultivated the sword spirit all over the body. This outburst is powerful, and it is desperate.

If it wasn't for Long Tianyang's urging of Qiankun's heart and the establishment of an independent space, this alone would be enough to destroy this tower directly.

"Oops!"

Longguzi saw this scene, his face was also slightly changed, it seems that he did not think that the dragon proud soul actually has such means, Ye Mo may not be able to low.

"Shenlong strangles, one scale and one sword, one sword and one world!"

A lot of swords are full of swords, and almost formed a sword-like river, washed together, any warrior, as if in front of this move, must disappear completely.

However, Ye Mo is still unmoved, sneer: "In the face of the warriors of these Shenlong people, there is nothing that Zulong can not suppress, if not, it is definitely not enough for Zulong."

Bang!

Ye Mo once again did not destroy the Xingyu Dragon Soul, almost the end of the road, the strong pressure and release again, suddenly shocked away, those swords, have begun to break up ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At the same time, Ye Mo It was also directly rushed to the past, and said: "Time suspension!"

White light, directly covering the past, the dragon proud soul is directly fixed, Ye Mo punched out, hit the body of the dragon proud spirit, but found that his body directly turned into a sword, slowly broken stand up.

"You are suspended, but it is my swordsmanship!"

At this time, the dragon proud spirit appeared in the back of Ye Mo, a sword stabbed in the past, smashed into the body of Ye Mo, but found that there is no stab at all, this feeling is extremely strange.

"What is going on here? I have already stabbed you, but why do I feel that I have not hurt you?"

The dragon proud spirit was completely shocked.

"Even Luo Sheng did not hurt me, just because you want to hurt me?"

The fate of Ye Mo’s body is constantly turning. He also turned directly and slammed the palm of his hand and flew it out.