The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

On a mountain peak, the dark wind continued to blow, with a trace of vicissitudes.

Dozens of disciples stayed on this mountain, their faces were pale, their breathing fluctuated, recalling the previous scene, they all felt a little scared.

"It's too dangerous. If we escape a little later, I'm afraid we will be killed by that big guy."

One of the disciples said in fear.

"Yes, yes, but it was a near miss. I have already obtained 60 points."

"Haha, I got 90 points."

"I also got 72 points, Brother Zhang Ponu, how many points have you got?"

"I got 120 points."

After Zhang Ponu finished speaking, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes: "That big guy, don't think about it too much, we will notify Senior Brother Liu now, and let him personally come and kill that big guy."

"Brother Zhang Ponu, where are you looking?"

Suddenly, a disciple went straight to the figure in the air, and saw him spread a pair of huge dragon wings and land slowly, everyone was shocked.

"Ye Mo?"

Zhang Ponu looked at Ye Mo quietly, and then he locked Ye Mo with his breath, with a murderous aura, Liu Qingyun's first order was to eliminate Ye Mo once he met Ye Mo .

"It's really hard to find anywhere, and it's easy to get here, Ye Mo, you actually delivered it to your door."

Although Zhang Ponu was injured at this time, and the golden body of Dharma Xiang had been removed, his aura was still extraordinary.

He stared at Ye Mo like an arrow, and said: "Hand over the points token obediently, lest we beat you up. We are all masters of the Faxiang Realm. We don't know the severity of the shots. Once we beat you Serious injury, I'm afraid it will affect your future cultivation."

"Ye Mo, hand over the point token immediately. If you weren't in purgatory where no killing is allowed, you would have died long ago."

"That's right, don't waste our time, take out the points token quickly, so we can see how many points you get."

More than a dozen other Faxiang Realm disciples came over and surrounded Ye Mo so that Ye Mo could not escape. They all knew that Ye Mo's fighting power was amazing and his speed was also fast. Such a siege made him even No chance of escape.

"Ha ha."

Ye Mo looked at the crowd, laughed a few times, and then said slowly: "You are really amazing."

"Naturally, we are powerful. We are all of the strength of Faxiang Realm. Any one can kill you. You should stop talking nonsense and hand over the point token quickly."

One of the disciples said.

"I mean, you've all been seriously injured, yet you're still able to pretend to be so domineering. If you hold back for a while, I'm afraid you'll suffer internal injuries."

Ye Mo smiled faintly: "How did Mo Luo's punch taste good that day?"

"What did you say? Did you do it?"

Everyone was surprised.

"That's right, I induced that huge demon. Now that you are all seriously injured, you should obediently present your point tokens."

Ye Mo said coldly.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Ponu laughed wildly, and said: "Ye Mo, we were all seriously injured, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if we are injured, any one of us can easily defeat you. "

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

boom!

While Ye Mo was speaking, he suddenly made a move, his body flickered, and he came to Zhang Ponu and punched him out.

This punch is enough to directly explode a master who has released the golden body of Dharma. The terrifying attack power smashed the air into a huge air cannon. There was just a crackling sound, and I was afraid that I couldn't lift my head under the pressure of the strong wind.

In the face of dozens of masters in the Dharma Realm of the Hall of Humanity, Ye Mo appeared brazenly, and first beat Zhang Ponu to the point of no combat effectiveness, and the others naturally did not dare to resist.

"Oops!"

Zhang Ponu's complexion changed drastically, and in an instant he felt that the wind of the fist was overwhelming, the intent of the fist was as mighty as yellow sky, and the true energy in his body, and even his aura of Dharma, were about to be crushed and crushed.

He immediately roared, and punched out directly, the fist shot red, piercing every inch, the punch exploded, and the mountain peak was cracked, and there was a trace of dragon roar in the fist.

Its power is very terrifying.

But it was such a punch, when he touched Ye Mo's fist, he immediately felt that there were endless changes in Ye Mo's fist, and the four sides were very thick.

The moment Ye Mo's fist bombarded Zhang Ponu, Zhang Ponu's offensive was extinguished inch by inch, and the punch spread out, and Ye Mo attacked to the end like a broken bamboo.

His palm split open all of a sudden, and blood seeped out from the tiger's mouth. His originally pale face became even more ugly, and he backed back again and again, but was defeated by Ye Mo's punch.

Zhang Ponu was not a melee expert in the first place, and he was seriously injured. Even a master of the quadruple body of the Faxiang could not withstand Ye Mo's punch.

Ye Mo's boxing contains a lot of artistic conception, and his body is strengthened by dragon blood, and his physical strength is comparable to low-grade treasures. Ye Mo is even comprehending his own boxing skills. With one punch, he is like a fish in water, and a dragon returns to the sea.

There is no need to use the Tianluo Xuesha Spear. With one punch, the masters of the triple body of the Dharma will be instantly killed, because he is still close to imbuing the artistic conception of the immortals into the fist, and it is impossible to do it without using the Zhuxian array .

But in the face of the enemy, it is impossible to use the Zhuxian magic circle again and again, so he is still groping and trying.

After punching each other, Zhang Ponu retreated again and again, his fierce eyes were full of disbelief.

"This guy, it really isn't that simple."

Zhang Ponu was secretly startled. In the first round of fighting, he already knew Ye Mo's strength. If he continued to single out like this, his injuries continued to worsen.

"This Ye Mo has extraordinary strength. Let's fight together to eliminate him."

As soon as the words fell, all the disciples of the Hall of Humanity roared, one after another, horrific attacks, like ten thousand horses galloping, sprinting past.

boom!

The attack of destruction, like thousands of troops, rolled towards Ye Mo in all directions.

"The will of the immortals cannot be desecrated, the Immortal Execution Formation!"

Ye Mo uttered fairy-like words. Accompanied by the mighty voice, the magic circle of killing immortals slowly unfolded, and absolute defense was also produced. It is not so easy for a master like Li Tianqiong to break the magic circle of immortals , let alone some seriously injured people?

The runes rushed forward, forming a barrier of runes that surrounded the entire formation. Each rune contained the breath and will of the immortals.

In the center of the formation, Ye Mo acts as the center of the formation. Ye Mo can attack at will, and he can use the power of the will of the immortals to construct the origin of Zhu Xian.

Boom!

Countless attacks, bombarded on the rune barrier, were completely resisted by the rune barrier, and even the slightest trace could not be hit. The lore attack was actually ineffective against Ye Mo.

Ye Mo's body was agitated, and the imprints of the immortals flickered again at the place where the villain in his heart was. Mo's territory, even if they wanted to escape, they couldn't do it at all.

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