"Boy, don't be rampant!"

Ao Wushuang burst into a shout, and then lifted the long sword in his hand and pointed it directly at Ye Han's head.

In his opinion, Ye Han's look of not putting himself in his eyes at all was undoubtedly not taking him seriously.

"Huh?"

Ye Han's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, and his impression of this Ao Wushuang also dropped slightly. The heart is so poor, no matter how strong the cultivation strength is, it is difficult to achieve great things after all.

Ao Wushuang snorted coldly, and at this time, the gap in the sky above the true qi cover also suddenly closed, and the two of them were suddenly enveloped in this ring, and under the confrontation in the air, there was a tense atmosphere permeating.

Everyone in the outside world did not move at all, staring closely at the two people in the ring.

Many people who felt bored were also swept away with a drowsy demeanor, looking at the two figures on this battle platform, they were speechless with interest, and they were also full of admiration for Ye Han who dared to fight against Ao Wushuang.

However, most of the people present still thought that Ao Wushuang's strength was superior, after all, he was an Emperor Realm powerhouse, and Ye Han, at this moment, had not yet shown his cultivation.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar came from between Ao Wushuang's throat, and the next moment, a golden air flow suddenly burst out from between his eyebrows, and the brilliant essence was wrapped in it at that moment.

A monstrous dragon power emanated from his body, and the breath of the divine to the extreme, it was like a Buddha coming to the world.

The next moment.

A dragon head emerged from the mist-filled void.

Seeing the appearance of this dragon head, many people present flashed their eyes, and a little fear flashed in their eyes.

"Divine breath, divine dragon bloodline?"

Ye Han felt that kind of aura, and when the divine dragon's body was all exposed, he suddenly recalled a bloodline he had seen in ancient books: "Eight Holy Dragon Bloodlines!"

Rise!

The high-pitched dragon groan, and the divine dragon condensed by Ao Wushuang's qi and blood power in the sky suddenly let out a roar, and the sound shook the nine heavens, as if the heaven and the earth were not in his eyes, arrogant to the extreme.

Ye Han's eyes suddenly froze, a chill swelled up, and he laughed: "Divine Dragon Bloodline?" It seems that you are a member of the Ao family, but when the time came, I didn't expect that the bloodline mastered by the Ao family was actually the Eight Holy Dragon Bloodline. ”

"How do you know?!"

As soon as Ao Wushuang heard Ye Han's words, he immediately said in shock.

The existence of the Eight Holy Dragon bloodlines, even some powerful families in the Imperial Prefecture, are unaware.

At most, they know that their Ao family has a dragon bloodline, but those who know the name are only a few people in their clan who have direct bloodline.

"Hehe, why didn't I know?!"

Ye Han didn't answer directly, but smiled lightly.

These things were actually popularized to her by the Howling Sky Dog, and he naturally couldn't say it, so he could only pretend to be mysterious.

The next moment. ，

He was hooking the monstrous spiritual power of the dantian in his body, and suddenly, the power that had been secretly stored for a long time suddenly burst out.

Boom Boom Boom 1!

Bursts of thunder erupted in the sky, and the spiritual power in his body bloomed.

The dazzling white light instantly lit up the entire sky.

An even more powerful dragon power instantly enveloped this ring.

If it is said that the dragon power of Ao Wushuang before was the power of the divine dragon, then the power that Ye Han broke out at this moment was the power of the dragon god.

This moment.

He is the god of the dragons.

Sure enough, just as he exuded that monstrous dragon aura, the eight holy dragons suddenly curled up as if they were afraid.

"Snort!"

Flames tumbled up, enveloping Ye Han in it, enveloping him inside like armor. At this moment, he is simply a god descending.

The divine light emerged, and even the surrounding air seemed to be melted by this divine light, dazzling and dazzling.

"Damn!"

Ao Wushuang felt the fear divine thoughts fed back by the Eight Heavenly Dragons, and suddenly felt annoyed in his heart.

This kid's bloodline could make his bloodline feel fearful like this?

For a moment, he felt as if his dignity had been challenged.

Immediately, a monstrous killing intent was revealed towards Ye Han.

The next moment.

Three dragon-shaped airflows flashing with holy light burst towards Ye Han.

The speed at which the three air currents flew straight out was comparable to the speed of a big cat's wild run.

Even if it was Ye Han, it was a little troublesome to dodge.

Therefore, he simply did not dodge.

"Then let me see how much strength you have retained in these eight Holy Dragon bloodlines!"

Ye Han's understanding of these eight holy dragons is still relatively good, and it can be compared to the bloodlines of some ancient divine beasts!

Immediately.

His right arm was directly poked out, and from a distance, it looked like a god's hand had descended, leaving an imprint on the void in an instant.

"Terrible...... This imprint seems to have a great avenue in it!"

Suddenly, many martial artists showed a look of shock, and they were immediately speechless.

Ye Han's eyes were still calm, and the pair of pupils, the flickering demonic purple light, brought a sense of oppression to everyone, it was like a big mountain, motionless.

The next moment.

His arm directly grabbed the dragon-shaped air flow that was like a lightning blast.

First course!

Ye Han spit out a word in his mouth, and immediately, he suddenly shook it with his hand.

Suddenly, a terrifying force of qi and blood flowed from the hundreds of limbs, and in an instant, that dragon-shaped air flow was crushed into pieces.

The illusory brilliance of the Dao Dao dissipated, and in just an instant, that dragon-shaped air flow disappeared without a trace.

The second course!

Ye Han spoke again, his body showed a strange angle, and he suddenly poked out his fingers like the claws of a divine dragon, and suddenly shook it again, and another dragon-shaped air flow was crushed by him.

This moment.

This extremely powerful dragon-shaped air flow, in his hands, was like a plaything, which could be kneaded casually.

"Huh. ”

Ye Han looked at the last dragon-shaped air flow and suddenly laughed a little funny.

I saw that this dragon-shaped airflow actually had a little humanized action compared to the previous two, and the dragon head seemed to want to turn around and escape. The chilling thought that emanated from him instantly made his strong aura disappear without a trace.

Seeing this, Ye Han naturally wouldn't let him go like this, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he crushed it between his fingers.

"Poof!"

And at this moment, Ao Wushuang, who was a hundred meters away, suddenly turned pale and spit out a mouthful of donated blood.

This divine dragon aura has a trace of his spiritual power in it, and compared to him, it is both glory and loss.

(End of chapter)