On the ring, smoke and dust were everywhere, light splashed everywhere, and the earth kept trembling. Even on the solid rock ring, a thin crack appeared, like a spider web, imagining the surroundings of the ring spread out.

Every time the two people fight, they will generate powerful collisions with soul power, which seems to turn the elemental energy in the entire air into ashes.

"Go to me!"

The two of them fought hundreds of moves and thousands of moves on the ring, and they fought for more than an hour, but they didn't decide the outcome.

At that moment, the two had accumulated their strength to the highest point and then launched a powerful confrontation. This attack could be said to be shocking, making a violent rumbling sound in the air, and even the strong ground was split into pieces, and smoke and dust rose up.

The two of them instantly fought and collided, and they also dispersed in an instant. No one even saw clearly what happened. After the two of them flew backwards.

However, in comparison, Prince Di was slightly better, except that a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and in comparison, the thug spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Shaohua silently opened his eyes from the audience. After an hour of excavation and fusion, the use of blood power was initially completed. Now his use of blood power is no longer the newborn baby, but he is already a teenager in comparison.

"It is worthy of being the two strongest men in the Donglong Empire. Such a confrontation is not something that ordinary Martial King can do. Although the two are not in line with each other and are very strong, when it comes to attack, the thugs are stronger, but if the round of defense is round, Prince Di is very strong. It can be said that both of them can't take the other side for a while, but..."

Yang Shaohua narrowed his eyes slightly, observed the two people on the stage through his wooden eyes, and constantly analyzed that although Prince Di had strong defense, the thugs were not vegetarians.

The powerful blood power of the two people and the soul power attack burst out formed a powerful energy shock wave, which spread in all directions with a powerful gale wind. This power is very powerful, even comparable to the attacks of the two people.

"spread!"

Feeling the changes on the field, the faces of the people around him changed drastically, because under this blow, it would be great to be alive these days, and they fled out one after another.

The two people on the field also retreated one after another, especially Prince Di himself, who was pushing the direction was not elsewhere, but was exactly where the top ten geniuses were located.

Prince Di narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced into the distance, and his eyes fell on the blue-haired boy, striking towards Yang Shaohua with a manic aura. You must know that he now has not only violent soul power and bloodlines, but also the martial soul. If he is installed, even if he is not dead, he will not be far from being disabled.

"I think you are still alive. As long as you die, Deng Xuan'er may be mine, and he also avenged Zhao Hu's revenge!"

The cold light flashed in Prince Di's eyes, and he hurriedly "killed" over.

Looking at Prince Di who was rushing towards him with great momentum, Bai Tianyu and Deng Xuan'er's faces changed drastically, and they had no time to defend themselves. If they were hit by this blow, it would not be a fun thing at all.

"snort!"

When the two were in a mess, Yang Shaohua, who was standing aside, jumped up and stood up. Although Prince Di's move seemed very normal, in his eyes, Prince Di's direction of movement was completely grasped by him. Then he snorted coldly, and the blood power in his body moved up, and then slapped out with a palm.

Pang--

The moment the palm was slapped, a huge phantom appeared behind him. This phantom was different from his natal martial soul. It was a three-color phantom. If you look closely, you can find that it was a shadow of a dragon-headed human body, as if you were traveling through the ancient times to come here.

With the powerful force, a huge roar was made in the air, like thunder and lightning, with the coldness of the sky and the ground, he walked in the air and pinned Prince Di who was shooting.

The powerful force turned into a huge claw of a palm, bursting out this heavy light, directly covering Prince Di.

Prince Di also complained at this time, but he didn't expect that he would come at full speed and was hit by Yang Shaohua's palm. Moreover, this palm seemed not to be formed in a hurry.

"What kind of blood is he like!"

Bai Tianyu and Deng Xuan'er took a breath. At this time, they happened to be standing beside Yang Shaohua, looking at the phantom behind Yang Shaohua with a little shock. For a moment, they forgot the danger in front of them, because the martial soul condensed by Yang Shaohua's blood power was too powerful, and even had an unprecedented sense of oppression. Moreover, it was a humanoid, not a human phantom.

"Puff!"

Prince Di suffered from Yang Shaohua's palm and a mouthful of blood gushed out. However, as soon as he reached his mouth, he seemed to have encountered something cold and solidified.

"What kind of bloodline is so powerful!"

Prince Di frowned tightly because his bloodline was for defense. However, Yang Shaohua's palm not only made him feel the powerful cold force, but even came from a manic aura like thunder and lightning. His body made his body stiff, and the cold seemed to move the bone marrow.

At this time, he was injured. He received a lot of damage when he was standing with the thug. He suffered a secret loss under Yang Shaohua's palm, which made him feel a little frustrated. Unexpectedly, he would not have lost a piece of rice. What he couldn't accept the most was that the power of the martial soul and blood power in his body actually seemed to condense like a river water in winter.

"Yang Shaohua, why are you despicable villain sneaking into me!"

Prince Di's face became low and ferocious, and he roared angrily, making it seem that outsiders were all attacking Yang Shaohua, and he was secretly working hard to refine the cold air in his body.

"Suffer yourself!"

Yang Shaohua narrowed his eyes slightly without explaining anything too much. Then the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and in his breath he came to Prince Di and passed it to his butt.

Plop—

Prince Di's huge body was kicked away by Yang Shaohua and fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood was once again exposed, causing his injury to be even worse.

The top leaders on the platform around him twitched slightly, their eyes fell on Yang Shaohua and could not speak for a moment!

"This kid actually has the power of blood, and judging from his momentum just now, it seems to be from ancient times, or even from the ancient times!"

"That's right, that bloodline power looks very essence, even stronger than Prince Di!"

"Even the amplification of the thug and Prince Di is only the same as that of him. In addition, his bloodline power even has mysterious ice attributes, and even lightning attributes!"

"His bloodline power can actually condense bloodline martial souls. This represents the ancient bloodline, but which one does it belong to? But only people from that race can have such bloodline power!"

"Is it the ancient gods? But it doesn't look like it!"

Yang Shaohua's palm instantly caused the senior officials on the platform to discuss it.

Yang Shaohua was not worth the round of the crowd on the platform. At this time, he sat back to his position with a little excitement because he found that his blood power was more than twice as strong as before, and the attack through the blood power was completely different from before.

You should know that if you wanted to use the power of blood before, not only did you have to open the martial soul, but you even had to fully cooperate with the wooden eyes to reach the strongest state. But now you have only used some secret techniques to smoothly increase the power of blood, which is something he had never expected before.

Moreover, through the palm just now, he discovered that his attack could even pose a threat to the powerful men of the half-step Martial Emperor. If it were an ordinary Martial King, this palm would be enough to kill them.

If he could use this blood force smoothly before, he would not be so passive in the tomb of the Red Dragon Thief. In the end, he would only be able to pass through Master Qingyun, and it would not be so difficult for him to kill the Red Spear Yan Luo.

If he went back to play the Bing family's hometown now, it would be an unknown who would win or lose. This is the genius of blood power, and this is the sweet son of blood power that can be called a god-level martial soul.

The genius of blood power, like the Saint-level martial souls and the God-level martial souls, are all darlings in this world who are cared for by God. However, if it is really important, the God-level martial souls are still a little stronger than the blood power.

Of course, the power of bloodline is not comparable to that of ordinary martial souls. Martial souls only represent a person's qualifications and strength increase, but the power of bloodline is increased again in terms of martial soul growth. This is completely a matter of two concepts. 1 plus 1 does not necessarily mean two.

However, what surprised Yang Shaohua was that Prince Di's bloodline was really thick in skin. He did not receive fatal damage under his palm. He was just eroded by the cold force and thunder power. Moreover, this was the protection between Prince Di just now, and the most important thing was that he had experienced a great battle before.

"Yang Shaohua didn't expect that you were so despicable and shameless. He secretly used secret tricks. If you have the ability, we will go to the ring to fight!"

Prince Di's face was gloomy now. It can be said that the attack just now made him lose all his face. You must know that he had been in the will of killing, but what he didn't expect was that Yang Shaohua's reaction was too fast, as if he knew that he would go over and kill him.

"Okay, I'll accompany you, but you're sure you can fight me, but you're not sure you dare to get along with me!"

Yang Shaohua showed a smile on his face, and he looked at the Prince Di who barely stood up and said calmly.

“…”

Upon hearing this, Prince Di almost vomited blood again in anger. At this time, his face turned red, like a real pig's head. If it were during the fourth period of the province, he would not be afraid, but now he was not sure. Yang Shaohua's attack just now was too amazing.

"I'll do it..."
Chapter completed!