~： Four hundred and forty-four. Opportunity of the Saiyan blood breakthrough

(One more)

Feeling the exhaustion of physical energy in the body, Yang Ming secretly shook his head.

If his soul is not sealed by Caesar, who can persist longer is a dilemma.

Seeing Caesar's incarnation of the Demon King, a circle of restraining ropes appeared on his arms. The rope head shot towards himself hidden in Xu Zuonenghu's body, Yang Ming snorted.

Although Caesar's martial spirit and soul skills were somewhat unexpected, stealing his abilities, but Caesar's stolen time was short, and he simply did not grasp his abilities.

Yang Ming is much stronger than Caesar in terms of familiarity with abilities.

Suddenly, Su Zuoneng suddenly pulled out a forty-meter-long knife at his waist.

Suzuno was able to use Du Gu Nine Sword.

Are you afraid?

Whiplash!

The long sword, which is obviously heavy and weighs thousands of catties, is actually as light as hongmao in the hands, and the shocking and brilliant sword light. The long knife has the strange angle of the antelope hanging angle, and the inflammation including the soul restraint. The demon king's arms are cut off together!

Tear!

The hot knife cuts the butter, so easy to write.

The fracture was smooth and smooth, and the magma-like melt was rolling, and because of the close connection between the soul demon king and Caesar, the pain of the broken arm slammed into the mind, and Caesar instinctively tried to make a scream.

However, Caesar is really a ruthless person, knowing that it is not good at the critical moment, he stopped this instinct abruptly, clenched his teeth, kicked his feet, and stolen the flying ability from Yang Ming. Mi's behemoth leaped into the sky with ease, avoiding the long sword that Xu Zuoneng followed.

The forty meter long knife fell into the empty space.

The long, broken wind overflowed, and the white clouds above his head were torn in half by Yu Jin.

The audience around them swallowed secretly, such a terrifying knife, even some soul emperor soul holy strong secretly shocked.

Caesar held his broken arm and sacrificed a lot of soul power. The magma came out of the fracture and reshaped an arm that was blowing blue flames.

"This guy's strength is really unexpected. Didn't think that those eyes were not his soul skills? It was really careless before."

"However, if you don't have the ability to fly, how can you deal with me who can fly freely in the sky?"

"I won this game!"

Caesar's eyes flashed a trace of fear and decisiveness, relying on his ability to fly, and opened the distance between Suzunenghu and the sky.

With only the forty-meter-long knife in his hand, Suzuno can be extremely weak against the enemies in the sky.

Caesar relies on air superiority, with blue fireworks in his hands, turning into huge fireballs thrown down, thousands of high-temperature spheres, even the air has been violently twisted along the way, and a lot of water in the air has been evaporated and transformed. Uncountable smoke almost enveloped the whole sky.

And the fireball that broke through the sound barrier, like small suns, condensed a terrible lethality.

Facing the overwhelming fireball offensive, Yang Ming controlled Suzuneng's foot ghost ghosts to limit dodge. If he could not dodge, he would use Suzun's strong defense to carry it.

For a moment, the sound of blasting continued.

Falling fireballs, bursting ground, shaking ground, and ravines continue to spread.

The spectators who had already retreated 500 meters away from the surrounding area, once again horrified and retreated 500 meters in succession, gave Yang Ming and Caesar a wider space to fight.

Tang Sanning's eyes were frowning, and the purple and gold light in his eyes was constant. He saw the battle inside through heavy fog, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"The two of them are too strong, and they don't look like Soul King level battles at all. I'm afraid that even the Soul Saint level strong people can't say they can beat both of them?"

Flander knocked Tang San's head off angrily and said:

"Did you take our old bones too lightly?"

"Teacher," Ma Hongjun looked at Flander innocently. "If it were you, would you have the confidence to beat Yang Ming and Caesar?"

"To shut up!"

Flander stared at Ma Hongjun fiercely, scaring him to shrink his head quickly.

However, it seems that Ma Hongjun is not very convinced, ignoring Flander's dark complexion, and whispered:

"It seems that the teacher was told by me."

Ma Hongjun was pulled by Flander and pulled aside coolly, not to mention here.

But he said that while the fog was covering his eyes and ears, Yang Ming took a deep breath and decided to use Bamen Dunjia.

Although the soul power is sealed, the eight-door Dunjia itself can increase Yang Ming’s physical strength, but this increase depends on the user’s foundation. The deeper the foundation, the greater the increase after using the Bamen Dunjia exaggeration.

With years of precipitation, and the influence of the Saiyan bloodline and the supreme bone in the body, Yang Ming just opened the six doors and felt a profound change in the body.

power!

Endless power flows in continuously!

Instead of using Bamen Dunjia in the past, Yang Ming focused more on increasing the amount of soul power. Only this time is different, focusing on improving the strength of the body itself, so you can feel the difference from any previous time.

Even the blood of the Saiyan people seems to have entered a new realm!

However, it is not difficult for Saiyan bloodline to evolve into a Super Saiyan. Although Yang Ming vaguely felt the distance from the Super Saiyan, he still hadn't been able to achieve a breakthrough with his current foundation.

Perhaps really needs anger, an event that even Yang Ming himself is not willing to be angry to be able to break through to the Super Saiyan.

The huge Suzuneng shrunk sharply, turning into a piece of clothing and clinging to Yang Ming. Yang Ming's upper body uniform was torn by violent force, revealing a muscular figure, under the long muscles. All the old roots are curved like blue veins, and the roots of dark hair grow upright. The rising momentum of the whole body and the air are intensely frictional and electrified, which gathers into a Lingran power that people dare not look straight at.

A pair of kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes with bizarre patterns directly pierced through the mists in the middle of the sky and through the endless fireballs, saw the king of the flame demon in the constantly changing position in the hundreds of meters above the sky.

It's like a hunter encountering delicious prey.

Bow body, cohesion, curved legs.

The surging power converged on the feet, followed closely, Yang Ming's tight body was as loose as the bow string pulled to the extreme, and instantly, Yang Ming flew out at a speed exceeding the speed of sound like an arrow away from the string, just The turbulent blast of air will pierce an unmanned passage in the mist, and the surrounding mist rolls inward, and then the rumbling sound of Boeing passenger plane takes off.