Don't mess with senior brother

Chapter 57: Needle vs. Maidang (please vote for recommendation)

"Ow!"

The heartbreaking roar of pain, accompanied by the dragon's roar, resounded throughout the world.

This howl of pain caused countless people who were trying to protect themselves to look up and feel shocked.

Dragon Emperor, what happened?Could it be that he was injured?

If this is true, then who hurt the Dragon Emperor?
"hiss……"

The young elites of the five major forces couldn't figure out the situation at all. Only the deities of the major forces could vaguely catch a glimpse of it, and they all gasped.

After staying in the Great Perfection of the Venerable Realm for many years, in order to become stronger, they all practiced their own methods to the extreme.

Because of this, they saw such a terrifying scene, the Angry Spear God actually stepped on the Dragon Emperor's head!
That kind of figure, that kind of grace, is unparalleled in the world.

"You really think you can control me, do you?"

After stabbing Long Xiaoyun with a gun and forcibly interrupting his spellcasting, Ye Yu glanced at the world in Lingyuan and said in a cold voice.

Is the venerable no match for the emperor's magic?Did he really think that killing the emperor was just a joke?
The second of the ten major races, the strength of the soul clan in the imperial realm is not much inferior to that of the dragon clan.

What's more, the Soul Clan, relying on its invulnerable physique, is a more difficult opponent for him.

When Long Xiaoyun heard his scornful and arrogant words, he was filled with anger and had no place to put it. He didn't talk nonsense with them. His body condensed and bound Ye Yu's spear with flesh and blood, and the dragon power exploded.

In an instant, bursts of golden clouds filled the surroundings, and endless thunder appeared.

In just a blink of an eye, thousands of golden dragon thunders emerged from the clouds and penetrated the sky and the earth with overwhelming force. Countless thunder pillars directly bombarded Long Xiaoyun's body surface and head.

Each golden dragon thunder seems to contain the power of splitting the sky and splitting the earth, but such an offensive is actually bombarding itself!

This is where the True Dragon Clan is so tyrannical and unreasonable. With the fact that they are number one in physical fitness and cannot invade the True Dragon's body, they are able to adopt such extreme fighting methods.

"Boom!"

The thunder in the sky turned into a thunder prison, and as the golden brilliance illuminated the spiritual abyss, it was a vast expanse of gold, and the earth-shattering sound could be heard.

Such thunder is so terrifying that just hearing the chorus makes countless people deaf, their bodies numb, and their brains empty.

This is a wrath that makes people despair, a thunder calamity that makes people feel insignificant, and cannot raise the slightest bit of resistance.

However, among the endless thunder, there was still a sound that was so subtle that it was imperceptible:

"You think I'll run away?"

Only Long Xiaoyun heard these disdainful and cold words.

This voice made him tremble.

His spiritual consciousness turned upside down, and he saw Ye Yu being overwhelmed by the dragon thunder, his body trembling, his clothes turned into fly ash, his flesh and blood were blurred and charred, but his black eyes were still clearly visible in the vast golden light.

At the same time, Ye Yu held the spear tightly, pulled it out from Long Xiaoyun's condensed flesh and blood, raised it high again, and stabbed it down.

"what!"

The sea of ​​consciousness contained in the dragon's head is a key part of the top priority for all living beings, and the pain of being injured is far greater than that of other parts.

Being injured again was like adding salt to the wound. Long Xiaoyun's head shook wildly, trying to throw him off.

At the same time, with the stabbing of a gun, Ye Yu's skin, which had been torn apart by the dragon thunder and burned to black, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the effect of 167% blood-sucking. As long as he still has breath and someone lets him attack, he can suck the enemy's blood to restore himself.

This was just the beginning. Ye Yu didn't dodge at all. He followed the same pattern, constantly pulling out his spear and stabbing him one after another. "Beast, ant, you deserve to die!"

Shot after shot, Long Xiaoyun was furious, his huge dragon body twisted wildly, and he cursed hysterically.

But no matter how hard he struggled, it was as if Ye Yu's feet were rooted on top of his head. No matter how hard he used his strength to bombard, he could not shake it, let alone knock it away.

This is the effect of 83% toughness. If the enemy's magical power can control him for 10 seconds, then he can reduce the duration of at least 8.3 seconds.

In addition, the impact and knockback force he received will also offset 83% of the strength.

"boom!"

Faced with his anger, Ye Yu did not say anything, but responded with actions.

"Roar!"

Faced with his silent, depressing, terrifying, and unreasonable counterattack, Long Xiaoyun couldn't bear it anymore and let out a dragon roar.

The next moment, its body burst out with golden light, and the huge dragon body that covered the sky and sun disappeared.

At the same time, a figure appeared in the sky.

He has waterfall-like blond hair, dragon horns on his head, dragon scales on his face, handsome and solemn facial features, three meters tall, and a dragon tail behind him. On the top of his head, blood is flowing like a spring.

"You're a fucking lunatic!"

Long Xiaoyun, who was forced to turn into a human form, with disheveled hair, covered his painful head with his hands, looked at Ye Yu not far away with fear and madness, and cursed angrily.

This Ye Yu, obviously the damage of each blow is not heavy, but it can't kill him, but it hurts terribly.

The most bizarre thing is that his Heavenly Thunder Purgatory was unable to kill Ye Yu forcefully, and I don’t know how he withstood it, as if he didn’t want his life.

"Want to run?"

Ye Yu, whose clothes were torn and ragged, shook the charred black layer on his skin into powder, picked up the spear in his hand, and killed him.

Seeing him coming to kill him again, Long Xiaoyun decided that the injuries and deficiencies just now must be caused by the large body size difference and lack of flexibility. He snorted coldly, stretched out his hands, joined them in front of his chest, and was about to use the imperial technique.

However, before he could use his move, Ye Yu was so fast that he came up and kicked him in the chest.

Ye Yu's attack was like a big mountain hitting him, knocking Long Xiaoyun away.

The Imperial Technique was interrupted, and Long Xiaoyun's body flew backwards, consolidating his body shape. Instead of enlarging the move, the dragon's tail straightened, like a sword, and slashed through the air.

The power of the Emperor Realm is so terrifying. It is just a slash of the dragon's tail, like a lightning flash dotting the night sky, erupting with the force of sweeping all things, and cracks are cut in the space wherever it passes.

No matter how he attacked, Ye Yu didn't dodge at all. A spear fell from the sky and hit it hard, as if it was going to smash the whole world to pieces.

He bet on a 60% dodge rate. Even if he didn't win the bet, as long as he was not killed instantly and the Dragon Emperor took a shot from him, he would be able to recover.

The dragon's tail collided with the spear, just like the tip of a needle against the wheat awn.

This blow was like a fight between gods and demons, shaking the heavens and the earth, and a chilling aura permeated the world.

At this moment, an urgent and panicked voice sounded from the sky:

"Dragon Emperor, please show mercy. There must be some misunderstanding here!"

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