"What did you say?!"

"Look for death!"

Han Ming's impatient expression instantly caused the six Black Dragon Pure-Blood Talents to scream in annoyance.

At this time, the remaining three players in the No. 7 ring also found here, and when they saw the six black dragon talents hating Han Ming, they immediately fell down.

"Six dragon brothers, we're here to help you too!"

"This person is extremely arrogant, if he can't let him understand the power of our sea clan, he really thinks that this place is the same as on land!"

Suddenly, the No. 7 ring became more and more lively, after all, Han Ming and the black dragon clan had conflicts before, and most of them also wanted to see the excitement, even on the high pillar in the center of the ring, the battle commander of the black dragon line also turned their eyes over.

"Fourth, it seems that the juniors of your Black Dragon Clan have a long-standing grudge against that human race!" said the Golden Dragon Grand Elder with a hearty smile.

The expression of the Fourth Elder of the Black Dragon was a little annoyed, and he scolded with hatred: "It's all a bunch of impatient fools, six people besieging one person and being provoked like that!"

The second elder of the golden dragon stroked his long white beard, and said with a smile: "They are all young and hot-blooded, wasn't this the case when you were young, but now, that human kid has to suffer!"

The Third Elder of the Golden Dragon was a little curious, and followed: "Before you reach the top ten, you are so concerned?

The four elders of the Black Dragon snorted coldly, his eyes were as sharp as sharp swords, and said: "That kid has crippled the talent of the King Squid Clan, and the elders of the King Squid Clan have also sent me a message, asking me to take good care of that kid, but I haven't done it to the junior so badly, and I see that this kid has an appetite for me!"

The other three Golden Dragon Elders had black lines on their heads, and the Great Elder shook his head again and again, "I've never seen a guy like you with your elbows turned out!"

"Big brother, big brother, look at the No. 7 ring, then Han Ming will be abused by blood in a while, hahaha!" Guangsheng stood on top of the ring and sent a message to Guang Biao in the other ring, proud.

Guang Biao saw that there were six Black Dragon Clan talents in the ring where Han Ming was, and the corners of his mouth also set off a sneer, and he exhaled comfortably, now he only needs to stand here and see how Han Ming is abused!

The old dog and Xiao Liang'er in the audience were worried about Han Ming, after all, Han Ming was getting more and more quarreled with the Black Dragon clan because of Xiao Liang'er, and now Han Ming was at a disadvantage and had to be worried.

And Han Ming's enemies, such as the talents of the Silver Shark, Flying Arrow, and Manatee clans, have already begun to raise their glasses in celebration, and curse Han Ming again and again for deserving it, so they almost got up in person to cheer for the Black Dragon Clan, and Beech of the Wangchao clan also looked at Han Ming's mouth lightly.

"Let me see what you're up to!"

Ring No. 7 seems to have become the most watched ring, and countless people are looking at it with their eyes open, expecting the battle to start soon.

"Hahaha, if you kneel down and admit your mistake to our big brother Guangqiu now, then we can still attack a little lighter!" a sixth-order black dragon talent smiled cruelly, he motioned to the others, and the other eight people surrounded Han Ming, blocking the way for Han Ming to step down and admit defeat.

"Hurry up and kneel down towards our big brother Guangqiu!"

"Admit your mistake!"

The Black Dragon Pure-Blood Clan was extremely arrogant, all with fierce faces and sneering.

Han Ming raised his head, his eyes passed through several crowds in the ring, and he saw Guang Ao standing in a ring with his arms folded and smiling.

The Black Dragon pure-blooded vein is so hostile to himself and Xiao Liang'er, and almost all the credit comes from Guangfu.

And this guy Guang Biao is definitely a guy who shoots cold arrows in a muffled voice, when he encounters this kind of person, he just can't be cowardly, he just has to go to the end, drag his collar and slap him a few times, so that he can settle down!

Besides, Han Ming originally came to give Xiao Liang'er a prestige, and now that the Black Dragon Pure-Blood Clan took the initiative to send it to the door, Han Ming had to fulfill a principle, and the face sent over must be pumped hard!

The corners of his mouth suddenly grinned, the battle intent in his eyes was soaring, and the power of qi and blood in his body was rolling and scurrying, since he absorbed the blue divine blood, he had never urged the power of blood and qi to the extreme, this time it was just an experiment, what kind of monster is he now!

"Don't speak, are you scared, hahaha!" A black dragon talent saw that Han Ming was silent and laughed out loud.

But as soon as this person's words fell, Han Ming finally spoke, "Don't grind, let's come together!"

His skin was as red as a fever, and the huge blood qi in his body was slowly awakening.

"Ouch, you're still hard-mouthed, I'll teach you to be a man now!"

The six black dragons with pure blood and one vein all urged the power of all the blood qi in their bodies, and they were as powerful as wild beasts, and the black condensed vitality surrounded the whole body like an angry dragon, all of them were as terrifying as the gods of war.

They stomped on the soles of their feet, roaring at Han Ming like six fierce beasts, and rushed towards them violently.

"Teach me to be a man?!" Han Ming grinned and urged the Great Sun Dragon Entanglement Vajra Body.

Whew!

The powerful power of blood and qi erupted from Han Ming's body like the rising sun in the east, and the powerful oppressive force like a peerless beast covered the entire gladiatorial arena like a raging wave.

Every cell in Han Ming's body was like the sun emitting a blazing light, dazzling and scorching, and his whole person turned into a golden light man, a pair of fierce eyes swept across the audience, and then the gilded black vitality churned out, like a demon god.

He is like a god son who came out of ancient mythology, surrounded by holy light, but the rolling black vitality looks like a demonic flame, and this scene surprised all the viewers who paid attention to Han Ming.

"Even if you can go to heaven today, you have to kneel for me!" The faces of the black dragon talents changed slightly, but they did not flinch in the slightest, after all, the blood is strong, and it can only be said that this person is strong.

"This thing is just a strong body, and it has no fear...... Poof!" A black dragon talent who rushed to the front was full of hideousness, he was cheering for his companions, and at the same time attacked and killed Han Ming, but before the second half of the sentence was finished, he saw Han Ming's body shake, and then a fist as big as a casserole smashed into his lower abdomen.

Burst!

A long mist of blood swept through the ring.

The black dragon talent was like a dead dog, his eyes burst out, and the whole person twisted in a spiral and threw himself down on the ring, landed outside the ring, and passed out directly.

Hey!

All the black dragon talents who surrounded Han Ming gasped, the black dragon pure-blood talents who were smashed out of the ring by Han Ming's punch just now, but he was a ruthless man whose strength had reached the sixth order, but Han Ming smashed it with one punch, and they didn't see how Han Ming made a move.

Hey!

The onlookers gasped, those defeated Sea Clan talents had also faced the Black Dragon Pure-Blood Clan, knowing that the Black Dragon Pure-Blood Clan had strong blood and an amazing body, and the strength of the same level was much stronger than other Sea Clans, but Han Ming, a fourth-order battle male, knocked over the sixth-order Black Dragon Pure-Blood Elite with one punch, without the slightest drag, it could simply be called a demon!

"Damn, let's go together, don't be cowardly!" A group of black dragon talents looked at Han Ming and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, he can still go against the sky, no!"

"Hey, you guys come over to help too!" A black dragon talent shouted at the other three Sea Clan talents who were still aggressive and wanted to make a move, and the three of them found that Han Ming was extremely fierce, and they were all obscene, so they hid behind trivially.

The three Sea Clan talents showed a helpless look on their faces, they thought it would be easy to clean up Han Ming with the Black Dragon Talents at first, and when the time came, the three of them would directly admit defeat and be able to make friends with the Black Dragon Pure-Blood Clan, but they didn't expect Han Ming to be a monster, which made them beat drums in their hearts, but now they have completely become ducks who have been caught up on the shelf, and they have to go up.

Call!

At this time, Han Ming, who was scattered with golden light and black air, suddenly spoke, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of burning blood in his body like a train steam cylinder, his eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth lifted: "Are you done with the discussion?"

When a group of people saw Han Ming's terrifying appearance like a hell Shura, they couldn't help but shudder, and then roared angrily: "Up!"

But Han Ming was faster than them, and the soles of his feet slammed down on the ground, and the ring reinforced by the rune array suddenly cracked into a terrifying crack like a spider's web.

His whole person suddenly turned into nine afterimages, as if teleporting to the black dragon talent who was the most fierce just now, and then his body was slightly on one side, and a whip leg brought out a terrifying sonic boom towards the black dragon talent.

"It's up to you, and you still want to have a pure-blooded hard steel physique with our black dragon...... Poof!" This black dragon pure-blooded talent grinned fiercely, urging the qi and blood in his body to the extreme, and the blood and qi mixed with the vitality all over his body condensed into a divine dragon phantom around his body, the divine dragon exuded a strong momentum, and opened his mouth and roared towards Han Ming.

He bent his knees and raised his arms high, like a mountain that had returned to its place, making people feel a sense of steady control.

But the next moment, Han Ming's whip leg was pumped on his arms, his original hideous and sneering expression instantly turned into horror, and the second half of the sentence directly turned into a mouthful of blood gushing out, he was shocked to feel an unbearable power from Han Ming's whip leg, his eyes suddenly burst out, like a dead dog, the whole person rolled down from the ring, and when he fell to the ground, he had already passed out.

Han Ming solved this black dragon talent with one punch, turned around suddenly like a wild beast, and a divine dragon swung its tail, its long legs tore through the air, and drew towards the black dragon talent attacking behind him.

"Hahaha, go die...... Poof!" The black dragon talent was about to succeed, and he laughed excitedly, but he didn't expect Han Ming's speed to be amazing, and he turned around and slapped another whip leg, and his fate was very similar to the one just now, rolling and vomiting blood, rolling down from the ring, and fainting!

"Get out!!"

Another black dragon talent finally succeeded, he roared angrily, the blood in his body was like a tide, and he smashed his fist on Han Ming's back, but the fist fell on Han Ming's back but it was like smashing into the void without feeling, and before he had time to be surprised, a chill suddenly hit behind him, which was a dangerous feeling.

Han Ming didn't wait for him to turn around, and kicked him hard in the ass.

The black dragon talent was like a big king with all four limbs in the air, and was kicked on the ass by Han Ming and kicked off the ring.

But it was precisely because his butt canceled out most of the power that he didn't faint, he raised a dusty face, two bright hot streams flowed out of his nostrils, and he yelled angrily: "Han Ming, today's humiliation, Lao Tzu will not let you go!"

After he finished speaking, he just wanted to get up, but he saw a black dragon pure-blood talent flying down from the ring again, and he sat on his head with a butt, he opened his mouth to speak, didn't pay attention, choked on the ground, and two front teeth fell out.

"Breath!" The black dragon pure-blooded talent was so disgusted that his eyes were red, and when he raised his head again, his hair was unkempt, his nose was bleeding, and his front teeth were leaking, and he was extremely miserable, so it was better to be stunned directly by Han Ming's punch.

Bang!

Another black dragon pure-blooded talent flew down from the ring, and he was also knocked down by Han Ming with a punch, but fortunately, he was not as inferior as his other brothers, he remained rational, sat under the ring, and swallowed the blood that rushed up his throat, looking at Han Ming on the stage panting, with fear in the depths of his eyes.

"Boom!"

The only black dragon pure-blood talent on the field roared angrily, and the vitality exploded under his feet, and then the power of the reverse thrust of the vitality burst, the speed increased sharply in an instant, and finally before Han Ming had time to turn around, when he reached Han Ming's back, he grinned fiercely, "Long Dan is mine!"

He clenched his fists fiercely, and the vitality in his body boiled and raged again, "Dragon Tooth Fist!"

Roar!

The vitality condensed into a huge mouth dragon head with a blood basin on his fist, and the dragon's teeth were extremely sharp, which actually made the stable space tremble, if this punch was implemented, it would definitely make Han Ming seriously injured or even dying!

It's just that Han Ming has a four-turn spiritual sense, and the moment he punches, he senses the trajectory of his moves, and this is now the position of the two of them...... Wrong...... The posture of the two of them...... Phew, the position of the two of them is exactly what Han Ming is best at!

Han Ming's face was as calm as water, his shoulders sank slightly, the black dragon pure-blooded talent smashed into the air with a punch, his face suddenly changed, and the next moment Han Ming grabbed his arm with both hands and pulled it forward, the soles of his feet rubbed the ground and retreated, his back bent downward, and his movements were extremely smooth.

The black dragon talent suddenly lifted his feet off the ground, flung half a circle in mid-air, and slammed his back on the ground under the watchful eye, opening his mouth to spew out a fountain of blood.

Call!

When the dust settled, six black dragon pure-blood talents lay on the ground.

Han Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, some fine sweat appeared on his forehead, the golden light on his body gradually converged, and a body of black vitality also entered his body, and then raised his head with his chest straightened, his eyes looked around calmly, and asked, "There are still people who can fight a war?!"

The audience was silent.

(Mental state is not good, let's send a big chapter!)