How big is the gap between the power of the fourth-order bloodline and the power of the sixth-order bloodline, I'm afraid Di Wen is very clear.

After a brief battle with Kirk a few days ago, he had no power to fight back, and Ke Li only had the power of a seventh-order bloodline.

Fortunately, the power of Di Wen's bloodline has also grown a lot over the past few days, and with the effect of the Blood Devouring Record, it must be a vicious battle.

At the time of reverie, a flying shadow had already rushed towards him, although the attack was fierce, but he did not make a ruthless move, I was afraid that it would be a little tempting.

Di Wen looked at it for a moment, his right arm was also raised, and the five of them were clenched into a fist.

"Let me see how good you are!"

Di Wen snorted, but he also played with the spirit of twelve points, and this punch was even more powerful.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound broke the oppressive atmosphere in the field, and many sights were mixed with shock and excitement.

I saw that in the field, two figures stood facing each other, and there was a deep mark between the two.

That's right, it was Di Wen who left, just a try, Di Wen was shocked back, and Ke Li was blocked by Di Wen, and he also stopped in place.

"Good boy!"

Gu Mo slapped his thigh, looking excited, in this short confrontation, the strength of the two is difficult to distinguish, and it has also broken the suppression of the bloodline level, if this is the case, there will be the power of a battle.

Not only Gu Mo, but even Liao Yigang felt a little surprised, Mo Qingxuan, who was the power of the fifth-order bloodline, had already been defeated in the face of this punch, and this alien was not left behind!

"But that's it!"

On and off the field have been separated into two worlds, and the outside world's opinion cannot see the advantages and disadvantages between the two of them.

Ke Li chuckled, although his mouth was extremely disparaging, but his face couldn't help but aggravate, the punch he just made was also eighty percent powerful, and he didn't even blast Di Wen away with one punch, it seemed that it was indeed as his father said.

"This man is not a good man!"

Di Wen's pupils shrank rapidly with Ke Li's ever-changing figure.

It was a purple inscription that shone brightly, imprinted from Corrie's skin, coiling around it.

"Bloodline talent?"

Devon was ready, his eyes like a falcon, staring at Ke Li, because he didn't know what kind of bloodline talent it would be...

"Face the wind!ha sa ki!"

In the next moment, Ke Li had disappeared, leaving only this sentence in the field, but the voice was getting louder and louder.

"What the hell?"

Di Wen's heart was shocked, and his body was also tense, ready to deal with emergencies.

Scold!

It is the sound of the air vibrating, and its harshness is enough to make people feel ringing in the ears for a short time.

At the neck, with a piercing short sound, a blood mark had been left, and the red blood soaked on the placket of the clothes.

"It's... Wind!"

The skin trauma did not cause much pain to Divin, but rather this type of attack.

It seems to use the wind as a sharp blade, out of the invisible and elusive.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and Ke Li had already disappeared from the sky.

"His bloodline talent should not be much different from his father's!"

Devon could see at a glance that this short period of concealment was more like a teleportation.

But he seems to be able to manipulate the wind, using the bloodline talent as a match to achieve unexpected effects.

When Ke Li loomed, Di Wen rushed out with an arrow step, and while he was not stable, he gave a blow!

The fist wind had already roared, but it fell in the empty space, and Di Wen's heart was cold, and he quickly withdrew.

However, he still felt a cool breeze coming from behind, and when he turned his gaze, he was greeted by a strong whirlpool of wind.

Fortunately, a snakeskin move was evaded, which was considered a thrill.

"This should be a martial art..."

Gu Mo stared at the strong wind that slowly dissipated, and sighed, and his face couldn't help but feel a little more worried.