Chapter 2822 The Bloodline Shows Its Power!

Ye Yuan didn't have much to say, but his contemptuous attitude was even better than Yang Qing's.

But on the Blood Race side, no one really dared to speak up.

All eyes were on Yan Meng and the three of them.

Only the hundred sons of the Holy Emperor can deal with Ye Yuan.

"What kind of bullshit is the holy emperor's hundred sons, the scum of the blood clan, who think they are invincible after ranking them? Come on, come on, if you have the ability to fight with your grandpa Yang! This time, let's fight one-on-one! "

Seeing Ye Yuan's imposing appearance, Yang Qing was upset.

He originally planned to sweep away the blood clan, but in the end Ye Yuan stole the limelight, and he was feeling tired.

Yuan Zheng showed a playful look on his face, and said to Yan Meng, "Go play with them?"

Yan Meng nodded slightly, and said: "This kind of hard work, I can only do it."

Yuan Zheng laughed and said: "Who made you the weakest? Just play around, this kind of bastard thinks that he can fight against the Baizi after killing a few garbage. Let them see what is called the Baizi of the Holy Emperor!"

Yan Meng also smiled slightly, his figure suddenly turned into a bloody rainbow, and charged towards Yang Qing.

Before the person arrived, Yang Qing felt endless blood, locking his whole body.

The cynicism on Yang Qing's face disappeared at this moment, replaced by a solemn expression.

In his eyes, Yan Meng is like a prehistoric beast, stronger than anyone he has ever seen!

At the same level, he has never encountered such a terrifying opponent.

Yang Qing didn't have any reservations, pushing the gun rules and destruction rules to the peak.

This shot is his pinnacle work!

Yan Meng held a blood-colored long sword, and said with disdain on his face: "The marksmanship is good, and it has already reached the essence. However, compared to Baizi, it is too weak!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, two powerful forces collided together.

boom!

Yang Qing's body was suddenly thrown into the air.

puff!

Blood gushed from Yang Qing's mouth, and he was no longer able to fight after a single blow.

Moreover, just now a wave of blood penetrated into his body, he has already been poisoned by blood stains.

Yan Meng looked at Ye Yuan, and said indifferently: "Ant-like garbage dares to compete with goshawks! Boy, you can slip away if you show off your power. But since I made a move, you can stay here ! No matter what schemes and schemes you have, in the face of absolute strength, they are all vain!"

In his opinion, Ye Yuan is ridiculous.

If you provoke Baizi, you must be prepared to bear the anger.

After defeating Yang Qing with one move, the blood race was completely boiling.

"How can a humble race like the human race be an opponent of the blood race?"

"Master Yan Meng is mighty! Let this kid know that the might of the heavens of my blood clan is inviolable!"

"Boy, weren't you very arrogant just now? Now, try being arrogant again!"

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They were suppressed too hard before, now that the Blood Race army has a chance, how can they let it go?

Facing Ye Yuan and Yang Qing, it was just a mockery.

Indeed, the fighting power shown by Yan Meng is too strong.

Seeing this, Luo Chuan couldn't help laughing and said: "This kid knows that there are hundreds of sons in the army, but he still dares to provoke. I'm afraid he doesn't know that there are no fewer than ten arrogances of various clans who died in the hands of Yan Meng!"

Xue Ling smiled and said: "That idiot Ming Yi wanted to use a few geniuses to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Now, let him pay his wife and break the army! There are hundreds of sons around, even if this kid wants to run, he can't escape!"

The current strategy of the Blood Race is to be as immovable as a mountain.

Whatever you do, I will only stick to the space channel.

But being unable to shrink back like this also gave Ye Yuan and the others room to be unrestrained.

However, Yan Meng's crushing combat power also opened everyone's eyes.

Yang Qing's strength can't be said to be weak.

But in front of Yan Meng, he was completely vulnerable.

Among the three, Yan Meng only ranked last.

In the void in the distance, there are several figures hidden.

Wei Liang, Dan Fei and others are also paying attention to the situation of this battle.

Ye Yuan was willing to risk his life, so they naturally couldn't let go of such an opportunity.

Once the powerful emperors of the blood race make a move, they will immediately seize the opportunity.

But it's a pity that the Emperor Realm of the blood race is like a shrinking tortoise, unmoved at all.

At this time, Wei Liang saw that Yang Qing was defeated in one move and was seriously injured, so he couldn't help but sneered and said, "I reminded them a long time ago that the Hundred Sons of the Holy Emperor are not easy to mess with, and they didn't listen! Hehe, now, the feeling of being slapped in the face They seem to be enjoying it! But the price is their own lives!"

Everyone else was silent, including Dan Fei.

Indeed, they were not optimistic about Ye Yuan either.

They all know that Ye Yuan's strength is strong, but the strength and prestige of the hundred sons of the Holy Emperor are all accumulated through countless battles, and they are definitely not in vain.

Each of these people is the embryo of the Emperor Realm.

And now, only the weakest Yan Meng is making the move.

Yan Meng looked at Ye Yuan as if he was looking at a group of four people, and said calmly: "I know that you are very good at cultivating Dao swords. You once killed Hanguang with one sword. If you use this sword, you might still be able to fight How about it, do you want to give it a try?"

He knew that Dao Sword was powerful, and of course he also knew that it was Ye Yuan's last hole card.

Once it is used, it must die here.

Looking at Yan Meng who was pretending to be like the wind, Ye Yuan suddenly smiled and said: "If you only have this strength, then you really don't need a Dao sword to deal with you! Are you sure you won't let the strongest come out?"

Yan Meng said with a look of disdain: "Before you die, do you still have to pretend? I didn't use all my strength to deal with that kid, and he fell down. Now, let me show you my true strength!"

After saying that, Yan Meng swung his bloody long sword, and the terrifying blood energy dyed the sky red.

In this space, it seems that everything has withered.

"Blood withered!"

Yan Meng struck out with a sword, and this sword was several times stronger than the one that dealt with Yang Qing just now!

Everyone exclaimed.

No one expected that Yan Meng hadn't used his full strength against Yang Qing!

The muscles on Ye Yuan's body are rapidly withering.

This kind of power is not like the power of rules, but it is extremely terrifying.

But at this moment, Ye Yuan sneered, and the dragon power on his body shot up to the sky!

That mighty energy directly pushes out the endless blood.

Roar!

Ye Yuan's body emitted a light blue light.

Longwei, manifested!

As soon as Ye Yuan's Longwei came out, he directly suppressed that terrifying bloody look.

Everyone, change color again!

It turns out that Ye Yuan's strongest is not the Qiankun Sword Formation!

Surrounded by dragon power, Ye Yuan looked at Yan Meng and said indifferently: "The last time I went through a catastrophe, my bloodline transformed, and I haven't tried the true power of a battle spirit-level bloodline. Today, let's test the waters with you! Nine days... ...Dragon Transformation Fist!"

Ye Yuan snorted coldly, and punched out directly, meeting Yan Meng's bloody long sword.

boom!

Two terrifying forces collided instantly!

Then, Yan Meng was directly blasted and turned into a cloud of blood mist!

The power of the bloodline of the battle soul level is so powerful!