"Bastard, you are already disrespectful to challenge the Holy Son, and you dare to speak out loud!"

Xiao Xi, the woman beside Huang Wudao, directly scolded her.

Ye Fan looked at this person lightly, ignored her directly, turned to Huang Wudao and said, "Son of the Holy Son, I will challenge you today. In addition to the inheritance of the Soul Lord, I will also settle some personal grudges. You should understand!"

"Hmph, I naturally know what you are talking about, but there are some things that you shouldn't behave well when you get a bargain, otherwise you will be unable to make things easy!"

Huang Wudao's face turned dark.

"Haha, I will ask him to repay anyone who dares to threaten me a hundred times. My question is not a joke!"

Ye Fan sneered, and his momentum gradually revealed, which surprised Xiaoxi and others.

The majesty of this person in front of him is definitely not something that he can possess at this age.

This feeling seems to be really good at speaking and doing what you say.

"I want to see if your strength can keep up with your big talk!"

Huang Wudao's expression was even heavier, and the person on the other side was indeed not a simple person.

"Fight!"

Ye Fan stopped talking nonsense and went straight to an open area.

This is also the place where everyone around them subconsciously left for the two of them. This place is similar to a basin with a sagging center and a large surface. It should have been shaped by some peerless force during the ancient war.

Around the basin are steep black cliffs, which allow people to watch condescendingly, enough to accommodate five or six thousand people.

There were only 10,000 disciples who entered the Zhulu battlefield, and at least half of them came here to watch the battle.

"They all let me defeat you in one move. How many moves do you feel you can take me?"

Listening to the cheers around, Huang Wudao felt confident and couldn't help but tease.

"These people are verbal giants and short men in action. If you believe their nonsense, you will probably die miserably!"

Ye Fan couldn't help but sneer.

"Is that so? Then try it. I will defeat you in three moves, otherwise not only will they be disappointed, but I will be disappointed myself!"

Huang Wudao didn't care, and the cheers of those people were exactly his voice.

"Okay, then let's have three moves!"

Ye Fan nodded, and his eyes gradually became warlike.

"boom!"

After these words, the two of them burst out with aura on their bodies. Judging from the realm aura alone, Ye Fan was indeed much worse than Huang Wudao.

"With his power, Huang Wudao can kill him without using his bloodline power!"

"Didn't you just say it? The two of them only made three moves!"

For everyone around you, the winner is decided based on this point alone.

"Shocked demon roar!"

As everyone speculated, Huang Wudao did not use the power of blood in his first move, but only used his unique skill of becoming famous.

"roar!"

Countless green demonic powers gathered in front of Huang Wudao, forming a huge beast, which opened the huge mouth of the abyss with fangs all over Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

When the beast first appeared, the entire land was trembling, and it was extremely terrifying.

"If you don't use the power of your blood, you'd look down on me too much!"

Ye Fan murmured secretly, his face remained unchanged. The blood-colored demonic power in his body gathered at the fastest speed, turned into a blood column, and rushed towards the beast in front of him.

"boom!"

With a earth-shaking sound, the beast was directly annihilated and was scattered by Ye Fan.

Even though his realm is not as good as the other party, Ye Fan's blood-colored demon power is more than one level higher than the other party. This is the real gap between geniuses.

"It's better to use the power of blood. Without it, you're nothing!"

Facing Huang Wudao with a shocked look on his face, Ye Fan said lightly.

If there is no blood power, Huang Wudao is undoubtedly the kind of person who defeats one move.

"You dare to insult me ​​and seek death!"

After Huang Wudao reacted, he felt that his face was a big loss because Ye Fan's tone just now was obviously disdainful.

The cheers around the people had already stopped and were immersed in the attack just now and could not react.

Ye Fan broke the contempt of him by just one move.

And Ye Fan's words shocked them even more.

"The power of bloodline is sixty times!"

Huang Wudao roared, blood mist flowed all over his body, and his body's strength increased at a geometric speed.

At the same time, the beast appeared again before, but it became much larger.

Ye Fan stood at the front of the beast, as small as an ant.

"The body of the barbarian dragon!"

A trace of seriousness finally appeared in Ye Fan's eyes, and a terrifying force suddenly burst out from his body and soared into the sky.

"roar……"

A painted black dragon appeared in the air, and its huge size almost filled the entire basin, and the dragon roared even more earth-shaking.

"Long! Lin Feng is actually a dragon cultivator!"

Seeing this scene, many people present were stunned and shocked.

"roar……"

At the same time, the barbarian dragon transformed by Ye Fan had already rushed towards Huang Wudao with his teeth and claws, tearing the beast in front of him apart.

"Bang!"

The dragon's tail swept over, and Huang Wudao was knocked away directly, hitting one end of the cliff.

"puff……"

When Huang Wudao reacted, he had already spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the dark dragon circling in the air, his eyes full of horror.

"Haha, the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, isn't that kind of strength? It's really disappointing!"

In the air, Ye Fan's majestic voice came, with cold ridicule.

"asshole!"

After hearing this, Huang Wudao's face gradually became distorted from shock. When did he suffer such shame?

"Even if you are a dragon cultivator, I will defeat you!"

Huang Wudao roared, and the bloodline power on his body increased again.

"boom!"

This time, a blood light directly surged into the sky, and the power on Huang Wudao's body grew wildly again.

"Huang Wudao has used the strongest bloodline and can increase its power by at least ninety times!"

In a corner of the crowd, Qing Shiyu looked at the battlefield with worries and said to herself.

The strongest bloodline is equivalent to bursting out all the bloodline potential in the body. After use, you need to rest.

However, the power of instant explosion is far beyond that of ordinary times.

Huang Wudao and Ye Fan made three oaths and had to do so.

"Boom!"

In the world, the wind and clouds changed violently, and the blood mist on Huang Wudao's body spread around, causing heavy feelings to arise in the hearts of thousands of people present.

"Is this the strongest blood power of the Holy Son? It's really terrifying!"

"In terms of bloodline, only the Saint and Zhen Wei can compete with him!"

Everyone was shocked. They could no longer see which is stronger, the power of dragon power or bloodline. Both of these powers exceeded their cognition.

"Shocked demon roar!"

Huang Wudao's whole body was bathed in blood, and he was still his original martial arts, but his power was nearly a hundred times stronger.

The size of the beast has reached a level that can be comparable to that of the body of the barbarian dragon. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!