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The voice did not fall.

"Really?" Ding Hao sneered, his fist suddenly forced.

"What?" Yuan Tiangang's complexion changed instantly.

Because a terrifying force that made him tremble, it burst out of his opponent's fist like a flood, instantly shaking his wrist, and his five fingers opened unconsciously, and he could no longer hold Ding Hao's fist.

Bang!

In the next moment, the muffled sound of fist slamming was heard.

Yuan Tiangang only felt as if his head had been hit by a hammer, and he could hear the click of the broken bones on the side of his ear, and a small golden star flew in front of him, and the scene in his vision began to blur.

Then, in his sight, he saw a splash of blood.

He flew out involuntarily.

This scene was seen in the eyes of the disciples of the Tsing Yi East Courtyard, and they were excited to see an extremely relieved scene.

Senior Brother Ding Hao's fist, with the momentum of breaking through a thousand armies, shook Yuan Tiangang's palm lightly, and smashed it on the most arrogant face, and then the half of this arrogant face and the half of the fist began to slowly deform, like a rotten tomato hit by a hammer, the skin shook up visible ripples, blood spurted out of the mouth, and the other half of the face, the arrogant look also froze, and gradually turned into horror!

"Ah...... Poof!"

In the screams, Yuan Tiangang was like a wooden stake hit by a battering ram, and was directly blown out by a group.

At the same time, at the same time-

"Ah......h

"You ......"

"Poof......

Three screams rang out almost simultaneously.

The black mole boy Wang Yong and his two companions, although they used their strength to eat, but the power of their bloodline has not yet been excited, and their strength is average.

There was a deathly silence all around.

Just a face, Ding Hao and Li Lan actually solved their respective opponents?!

Although Ding Hao and Li Lan are both the pride of the Tsing Yi East Academy, and it is the first time to fight side by side, you must know that they are high-ranking bloodline disciples, and they are so vulnerable, these four guys will not be pretending!

"Oh oh oh, invincible!"

"Haha, this is the so-called Bloodline Warrior?"

"Laughing to death!"

All the disciples of the Eastern Courtyard were silent for a moment, and when they reacted, they all jumped up excitedly and cheered.

It's so relieving!

What a bullshit bloodline warrior, arrogant and unstoppable, but in front of Senior Brother Ding and Senior Brother Li, he was not beaten like this and scurried all over the ground like a dog!

At this time, suddenly, the opposite side-

"Ding Hao!!!!"

A roar of fury like that of a wounded beast suddenly rang out.

Yuan Tiangang, who had half of his face swollen into a broken peach, stood up slowly with his hands on the stone table, the anger in his eyes was almost like it was about to turn into flames, a handsome face, because of injury and anger, it became extremely hideous, like a demon beast that chooses people and loves people.

"You're going to die! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you lowly bastard!"

Yuan Tiangang trembled with anger, and a faint red mist slowly spread from his body.

It's red, not blood.

It's gas!

Red Xuanqi!

Almost instantly, the half of the smashed face was restored to a degree visible to the naked eye, the red and swollen skin and flesh turned back to normal whiteness, and the blood at the corners of the mouth disappeared, as if it had not been punched at all, and even the momentum of the whole person skyrocketed!

A mysterious power, in his body, completely changed from dormant to explosive.

The red flame of light, centered on his body like ripples, spread out in all directions little by little.

Yuan Tiangang's robe, without wind, was self-drumming, his clothes were hunting, and the silk was flying one by one.

This is...... The power of the bloodline?

Terrible!

"Lowly ants, this is my real strength, you provoke me, I, I want you to die!" Yuan Tiangang's eyes were covered in blood red, he slowly stretched out his hands, held a pair of alien scimitars at his waist, and slowly pulled them out.

The two crescent-like silver exercises instantly imprinted into everyone's eyes.

An eerie aura emanated from the crescent-like scimitar.

These two scimitars are obviously not ordinary.

At this moment, everyone's expressions froze, and their expressions suddenly changed from joy to solemnity!

Everyone is a martial artist, and when I feel it, Yuan Tiangang's strength at this moment has skyrocketed more than three times compared to before, as if he has changed a person in an instant, and the compelling momentum is coming, so that most of the disciples of the Eastern Academy of Tsing Yi have a sense of oppression that they can't breathe, and they can't even raise their fighting spirit.

Is this the power of the bloodline warrior?

Is there really an unbridgeable gap between ordinary people and these darlings?

The brilliance in some people's eyes dimmed.

"Hahaha, you're finished, Senior Brother Yuan Tiangang, the day before yesterday he had already stirred up the power of the bloodline, he is a second-class "Yin Flame Blood" bloodline rank, although he has only awakened one-twentieth of it, but it is definitely not something that you lowly guys can resist!"

Wang Yong and the three of them got up, stood behind Yuan Tiangang, and viciously provoked.

"Especially Ding Hao, and that What Lan, dare to make a move on us noble bloodline warriors, you are doomed!"

"I'm going to tell the elders of the inner sect and let the sect take out the two of you things that don't know whether they are dead or alive, haha!"

The explosion of Yuan Tiangang's bloodline power made these three guys who were beaten like dogs by Li Lan become arrogant and domineering again, they felt that they were naturally noble, and they didn't take ordinary disciples in their eyes at all.

"Everyone, get out of the way!"

Ding Haoqing snorted, grabbed his right hand in the air, and the half-crystal and half-rusty rusty sword flashed from the storage ring and appeared in the palm of his hand.

His expression became serious.

"What can I do if I burst the power of the bloodline? Let's let you understand today that if I can defeat you once, I can defeat you ten times, a hundred times, and a thousand times!"

The long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and Ding Hao's face was fearless.

The black dragon flew like a waterfall, and in the air, one by one the crystal white beautiful snowflakes condensed silently, dancing around the body like a white elf, and the white silver frost spread under his feet.

In this way, with an unflinching momentum, he approached Yuan Tiangang step by step.

Everyone held their breath nervously.

Ordinary disciples, can they really challenge the bloodline warriors?

Can the myth of the invincibility of the bloodline warrior be broken?

Li Lan's figure moved slightly, but he stopped, and on his white palm, a layer of mutton fat jade-like luster flashed, standing quietly behind Ding Hao, obviously preparing to support Ding Hao in case he was defeated.

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