The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

What came after him was a man with an evil appearance. The man was holding a sword and exuded a strong aura. From his appearance, he had already reached the first stage of the Transformation Realm.

Seeing this, Ye Mo stopped immediately, and Zheng Sanmu and Yang Jiaosu also stopped, and both of them were frowning, with very ugly expressions on their faces.

"Zheng Sanmu, I never thought you could live for such a long time. It doesn't matter if you die or not, don't drag Susu down."

The evil man said, looking at Yang Jiaosu with a flattering face, and said: "Susu, you should come back to me, you should understand that strength is the most important thing when you come to Bucrack Mountain, do you think Zheng Sanmu can Protect you? He can't."

"Sun Shanglong, even if Miki has no strength, I will always be by his side. I advise you not to pester me." Yang Jiaosu said.

Hearing this, Sun Shanglong's face moved slightly, and he said angrily: "Susu, don't force me. Now that I am here, no one can control me. I will kill Zheng Sanmu today. Susu, if you want You can also intercede for him, throw yourself into my arms now, otherwise, he will only die."

Hearing this, Ye Mo felt a little angry, cursed shamefully, strode forward, and said, "I just saved the two of you, if you kill me, wouldn't I be ashamed?"

Sun Shanglong didn't take Ye Mo seriously before. When Ye Mo stood up and said this, Sun Shanglong was also surprised, and immediately sneered: "Face? How much is your face worth?"

He doesn't pay attention to martial artists at the ninth level of Qi creation state.

But just when Ye Mo was about to make a move, Zheng Sanmu reached out to stop Ye Mo, saying: "Senpai, this is a matter between us, I have to make a break with him."

"You can do it with all your strength!"

Seeing Zheng Sanmu's firm expression, Ye Mo also sighed.

As a man, he naturally has to stand up to protect his woman. What matters to a man is not how much he can do, but how much he can do.

And Zheng Sanmu, knowing that he is a martial artist with the eighth level of qi creation, he still stepped forward.

"Thank you benefactor."

As Zheng Sanmu said, he was about to walk over when he felt a chill in his palm, and it was Ye Mo who handed him a talisman. His chest felt warm, and his eye sockets were almost moist.

"Go ahead and take back your dignity with your own hands."

Zheng Sanmu nodded, hid the talisman, and walked forward slowly.

And Yang Jiaosu did not stop him, he would not stop Zheng Sanmu from doing anything, even if she died, she would die with him.

"Yo!"

Sun Shanglong was surprised, and then sneered.

"Isn't the lesson from the past not enough? How dare you take the initiative to provoke me? Have you forgotten how you were defeated by me in the past? You are at the eighth level of the Qi-creating realm, and I am at the first level of the Transformation Realm. The gap between us before is like ours. You have the same identity, one land, one sky. You are just a poor boy, and a poor boy must have the consciousness of a poor boy. Don’t think about climbing high branches. Do you think you can fly up the branches and become a phoenix? This is impossible. You still The kid at the ninth level of the Qi-creating Realm around you will go up together, so that your loss will not be too ugly."

"If you want your benefactor to do it, you don't have the qualifications yet."

"Arrogance!"

Sun Shanglong's expression changed. Seeing that Zheng Sanmu was so ignorant, his eyebrows immediately became straight like swords, his eyes were full of sharpness, and the aura of the first level of transformation was exuded.

With a roar, the long sword in his hand fluttered like a silver snake, and he swung it again and again. The innumerable sword lights blocked all Zheng Sanmu's escape routes, and he was bound to kill Zheng Sanmu with one move.

Seeing this, Yang Jiaosu's exquisite face was full of worry, this sword glow was obviously Sun Shanglong's all-out attack, how could Zheng Sanmu block it?

Zheng Sanmu naturally knew that he couldn't block the sword glow, and when he found out the talisman of frost and cold air, he felt that the talisman of frost and cold air was like a bottomless pit, swaying slightly, continuously drawing the vitality in his body, almost consuming all the vitality in his body. Yuanli was drawn to the point of exhaustion in an instant.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, just when the sword light was about to attack, he swung out the seal of frost and cold air.

Clap clap!

The countless sword glows were all frozen at the moment when the talisman flew out.

When Sun Shanglong saw the talisman, his complexion also changed drastically. His originally arrogant expression turned into surprise. Seeing his sword light being frozen, he immediately felt something was wrong, and immediately pulled up his legs and shot towards one side.

But that day, the sigil of the frosty cold air also erupted, but the range of the explosion was obviously not as good as that released by Ye Mo. Ye Mo's dragon power was endless and extremely thick, and could exert the sigil of the frosty cold air to its maximum power. But Zheng Sanmu couldn't do it.

But the power of the seal cannot be underestimated.

A cold wind blew in the area of ​​three feet, and the cold air roared out, and the temperature suddenly dropped by a level.

Zheng Sanmu and Yang Jiaosu looked at the cold air all over the sky, their hearts were faintly chilled, the power of this talisman was actually so powerful.

Although Sun Shanglong ran fast, his hands were paralyzed by the cold, and his palms were already purple, as one can imagine, but the Tianshuang cold air seal is powerful.

"Zheng Sanmu, where did you get the seal? How could you, a poor boy, have such a powerful seal? It must not be yours. Could it be that it was given by the Yang family? Impossible, the Yang family will not give you the seal. "

Sun Shanglong had no feeling in his hands, and roared loudly. He couldn't accept this result at all.

"You don't care where I got the talisman. Now your hands are frozen and you can't even use your martial skills. When we meet again next time, I will defeat you with dignity!"

As Zheng Sanmu said, he turned around and left.

"Zheng Sanmu, what qualifications do you have to defeat me, I will kill you!"

Sun Shanglong roared, and the sound waves turned into a gust of wind. He bent his legs and kicked directly at Zheng Sanmu. Suddenly, the Yuan force surged like a flood, and descended behind Zheng Sanmu like a beast.

Zheng Sanmu was shocked, because his energy was exhausted, and his body was unable to make any resistance conditions.

A clean arm stretched out slumpedly, directly grabbed the attacking ankle, and squeezed it hard.

Clap!

The sound of bones breaking was heard, followed by a miserable cry, Ye Mo threw him out.

"Brother Miki won't kill you, you should cherish it!"

After finishing speaking, the three of them flew away slowly.

Sun Shanglong, who was lying on the ground, immediately became terrified: "How is it possible, how is it possible? That guy is only at the ninth level of Qi Realm, and he can break my ankle casually!"

"It's not that you are too weak, but that he is too strong!"

A figure came leisurely, and I saw Ye Changsheng walking over slowly, and said calmly.

"Who are you?" Sun Shanglong was surprised, and then asked.

"I'm Ye Changsheng, and the martial artist at the ninth level of the Qi-Creating Realm is called Ye Mo. He is my deadly enemy. I think we should have a common topic."

After Ye Changsheng finished speaking, Yunshan, who was wearing the Qingyun League training uniform, rushed over and said respectfully: "Ye Changsheng, have you found any trace of Ye Mo? I have found a way to eliminate Ye Mo."

"He just left, are you going to make a move? This is a violation of the rules of the Qingyun League. You are just a member responsible for maintaining the assessment." Ye Changsheng wondered.

"Of course I won't be so stupid as to do it myself. If Yaoyue saw it, I wouldn't know how to die. I just found the blood of the brachial ape. I don't know who killed the cubs of the brachial ape. Then The strong man has already left, but the gibbon monkey king is furious. If we sprinkle the blood of the gibbon monkey king on Ye Mo, and I will use a little more blood to attract the gibbon monkey, guess what? How is it?" Yuan Shan smiled sinisterly.

"That's right, I'll leave this matter to you. I'll track Ye Mo secretly. I'll leave a mark on the way. After I'm done, I'll rush to the center of the Bucrack Mountain. At present, many people have successfully entered Qingyun League, if it wasn't for dealing with Ye Mo, I wouldn't have stayed in Buchai Mountain for so long."

Although he was favored by Meng Kui, it was obviously difficult to kill Ye Mo in Qingyun League.

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