(1st Update)

Feeling the consumption of physical strength in his body, Yang Ming secretly shook his head.

If his soul power hadn't been sealed by Caesar, who could hold on longer was still a dilemma.

Seeing that Caesar incarnated as the King of Fire Demons, a circle of soul restraint ropes appeared on his arms, and the rope head shot towards himself hidden in Susa Nenghu's body, Yang Ming snorted coldly.

Although Caesar's martial soul and soul skills were somewhat unexpected and stole his abilities, Caesar's stealing time was relatively short, and his abilities were not mastered at all.

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

In an instant, Susa Nenghu suddenly pulled out the forty-meter-long knife at his waist.

Susa Nenghu uses the Dugu Nine Swords.

Ask if you're afraid!

Whip Breaker!

The long knife, which was obviously weighing thousands of pounds, was as light as a feather in Susa Nenghu's hand, and in the stunning sword light, the long knife was cut off at a strange angle of the antelope's horns, along with the arm of the Fire Demon King, including the Soul Restraint Rope!

Tear and pull!

The hot knife is like butter, easy and freehand.

The fracture was smooth and flat, and the magma-like molten lava was rolling, and because the soul technique of the Fire Demon King and Caesar were closely related, the pain of the broken arm drilled into his mind, and Caesar instinctively opened his mouth to let out a miserable scream.

However, Caesar is also really a ruthless person, he knew that something was wrong at the critical moment, so he forcibly stopped this instinct, gritted his teeth, kicked his feet, and stole the flying ability from Yang Ming's blessing, and the behemoth that was more than thirty meters high actually flew into the sky with ease, avoiding the long knife that Susa was almost following to break through the air.

The forty-meter-long knife fell into the air.

The long wind that broke overflowed, and the white clouds overhead were torn in half by the residual strength.

The surrounding audience secretly swallowed their saliva, such a terrifying knife, even some Soul Emperor Soul Saint powerhouses were secretly frightened.

Holding the severed arm, Caesar did not hesitate to sacrifice a large amount of soul power, and the magma rolled out from the fracture, reshaping an arm with green flames.

"This guy's strength is really unexpected, I didn't expect those eyes to be his soul skills, I 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'm going to win this game!"

A hint of jealousy and determination flashed in Caesar's eyes, relying on his ability to fly, and opened the distance between him and Susanoh in the sky.

With the forty-meter-long knife in Susanoo's hand alone, he was extremely powerless against this kind of enemy in the sky.

Caesar relied on his superiority in the air, and the cyan fireworks in his hands turned into huge fireballs thrown down, thousands of degrees of high temperatures, and even the air was violently distorted along the way, and a large amount of water in the air was evaporated, turning into countless smoke, almost enveloping the entire sky.

And the fireballs that broke through the sound barrier were like small suns, condensing extremely terrifying lethality.

In the face of the overwhelming fireball attack, Yang Ming controlled Susa Nenghu to step on the ghost shadow trail to dodge to the limit, and if he couldn't dodge, he used Susa Nenghu's own strong defense to carry it.

All of a sudden, the sound of explosions continued.

Falling fireballs, exploding earth, shaking ground, and ravines spreading.

The spectators, who had already retreated five hundred meters away, retreated five hundred meters in shock again, giving Yang Ming and Caesar a wider space to fight.

Tang San stared at his brows, the purple-golden light in his eyes continued, and he could see clearly the battle inside through the heavy mist, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"The two of them are too strong, they don't look like a battle at the Soul King level, I'm afraid even the Soul Saint level powerhouse doesn't dare to say that they can defeat the two of them, right?"

Flender knocked Tang San's head angrily and said:

"Are you taking our old bones too lightly?"

"Teacher," Ma Hongjun looked at Flender innocently, "If it were you, would you have the confidence to defeat one of Yang Ming and Caesar?" ”

"Shut up!"

Flender glared at Ma Hongjun fiercely, so frightened that he quickly shrank his head.

It's just that Ma Hongjun seems to be a little unconvinced, ignoring Flender's black complexion, and muttering in a low voice:

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

Ma Hongjun was pulled aside by Flender to cool off, not to mention it here for the time being.

But when he said that, while the fog was thick and hidden, Yang Ming took a deep breath and decided to use the Eight Doors Dunjia.

Although the soul power is sealed, the Eight Gate Dun Armor itself can increase Yang Ming's physical strength, but this increase depends on the user's own foundation, the deeper the foundation, the more exaggerated the increase after using the Eight Gate Dun Armor.

With years of precipitation, coupled with the influence of the Saiyan bloodline and supreme bone in his body, Yang Ming only opened the six gates, and he felt a earth-shaking change in his body.

Strength!

Infinite power is pouring in!

In the past, Yang Ming focused more on improving the amount of soul power, but this time it was different, focusing on improving the strength of the body itself, so he could feel the difference from any previous time.

Even, even the Saiyan bloodline seems to have stepped into a new realm!

It's just that it is not an ordinary difficulty for the Saiyan bloodline to evolve into a Super Saiyan, although Yang Ming vaguely feels the distance from the Super Saiyan, but with his current foundation, he has never been able to break through.

Perhaps, it is really necessary to use anger, an event that even Yang Ming himself is unwilling to be angry about, in order to break through to Super Saiyan.

The huge Susa Nenghu shrank sharply, turning into a cloak clinging to Yang Ming's body, Yang Ming's upper body uniform had been torn by the violent force, revealing a sturdy figure, under the muscles knotted like a dragon were old roots coiled like green veins, a long pitch-black hair stood upside down, and the momentum of the rising body and the air violently rubbed and electrified, converging into a Ling Ran might that people dare not look at directly.

A pair of kaleidoscope writing wheels with strange patterns directly pierced through the layers of fog in the sky, through the endless fireballs, and saw the king of the fire demon who was constantly changing positions in the air at an altitude of hundreds of meters.

It's like a hunter who has encountered delicious prey.

Bow body, cohesion, bend legs.

The surging power gathered in the center of the foot, followed by Yang Ming's tense body as if the bowstring pulled to the extreme was loosened, and in an instant, Yang Ming was like an arrow off the string, flying out at a speed beyond the speed of sound.