The dust drifted away with the wind, and the blood dragon after the explosion seemed to have disappeared and no longer existed, and everyone was shocked when they saw the scene of Fang Ling's double fists hitting Ye Wangjing's chest.

The gap between the two is huge, but Fang Ling was able to get close to each other with superhuman strength, which was incredible in itself, Xiao Xue and the others were almost happy, but the disdainful look on Ye Wangjing's face made everyone's hearts chill.

Fang Ling was not like this, his fists hit the opponent's chest, it was like hitting an iron plate, and the fist strength was not only scattered everywhere, but his arms were almost unconscious.

Ye Wangjing sneered and said, "What a blood dragon storm, if it is detonated three feet closer, it may still make me suffer some flesh wounds, but this distance can only shake away my protective true qi." As for you seizing the opportunity to throw this punch, it is better to bite a mosquito with the strength of a bite......"

When the last word fell, Ye Wangjing's eyes widened, and the true qi of the talisman instantly condensed, and at the same time released seventy percent of his cultivation, Fang Ling seemed to be swept up by a hurricane, and involuntarily rose dozens of zhang high, and then fell down.

The originally collapsed ground was smashed like this again, and the hanging stone slabs around it fell down one after another, burying Fang Ling in the pit.

Xiao Xue and the others turned pale and worried, but they were afraid that if they exclaimed, it would only make Fang Ling even more worried, so they clasped their hands one by one, praying that Fang Ling was safe and sound.

Ye Wangjing said indifferently: "Don't pretend, this blow won't kill you, get up, take out your strongest move!"

Sure enough, Fang Ling slowly got up from the ruins, fluttering up, the clothes on his body were already in tatters, and he stretched out his hand to tear off his shirt, revealing his sturdy upper body.

The shock of seventy percent true qi made Fang Ling's internal injuries aggravate again, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still blazing, and at the same time, the blood dragon gathered again in the place of the explosion and turned into a dragon shape.

As soon as they saw the blood dragon taking shape, Rao is well-informed people couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and the elders of the Akagi Sect even changed their faces slightly, and they couldn't help but have palpitations.

As the origins of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, these elders are all extremely arrogant, except for the same sect of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, they are quite disdainful of people from other major sects.

Therefore, seeing that the young people of Fang Ling actually dared to challenge the head of the guard house, they couldn't help but laugh wildly, however, with the development of the battle, Fang Ling revealed the beast clan method and cast a terrifying mastery such as the Blood Dragon Storm, which surprised everyone again and again.

The Blood Dragon Storm was like a full-strength blow from a late-stage cultivator, and its power was immense, but this kind of mastery was not a one-time one, but could be released many times, and this alone was enough to impress everyone at Fang Ling, and they couldn't help but wonder what kind of identity this young man was, and he had such an incredible talent.

But only Fang Ling knew in his heart that the Blood Dragon Storm was a great physical exertion for both him and the Blood Dragon, and with his current cultivation, he could use it again at best.

If Ye Wangjing can't be hurt this time, then the matter will be really tricky.

A thought flashed, Fang Ling slowly stood up, and when his body bowed to a certain extent, he suddenly flicked his body and rushed towards Ye Wangjing without warning.