super training system

Chapter 813

"Flying Dragon Clan?"

Ye Yiming smiled lightly, and looked at the Young Master Flying Dragon with some amusement.

"That's right, I'm the young master of the Feilong clan. Ye Yiming, you met me, so you're out of luck!" The young master Feilong smiled coldly and looked at Ye Yiming with disdain.

"Unlucky?"

Ye Yiming was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "I'm unlucky? I dare to kill even the royal family members of the Shenlong clan, but you can make me unlucky with just a flying dragon of the sub-dragon clan? Even if you are joking, you can't be so brainless, right? "

"Bold, you dare to speak so arrogantly, you are courting death!"

"You bastard, you are so arrogant when you are about to die, I will definitely not let you have a good time!"

"Little bastard, you insult my great flying dragon clan so much, I must make you die without a burial place, and never be reborn!"

When Ye Yiming opened his mouth, the dozen or so powerful members of the Flying Dragon Clan immediately looked at each other and roared continuously, wishing they could tear Ye Yiming apart.

Even the flying dragon young master never imagined that under such circumstances, Ye Yiming's affection for Ye Yiming uttered such wild words, which he could not tolerate.

"Damn it, you little thief..."

Swish!
Before the young master Feilong finished speaking, Ye Yiming made a sudden move, his figure flashed, and when he came to the young master Feilong, he punched out.

As soon as the flying dragon young master appeared, Bao Ling'er reminded Ye Yiming that the flying dragon young master was a master of the sixth level of power.

So Ye Yiming didn't hold back his fist at all, it was just a burst of good fortune fist.

Ye Yiming is now in the realm of great power, this good fortune fist, once blasted out, is full of astonishing aura.

It seemed to penetrate the space, blasting through the void, and a powerful aura came overwhelming.

"not good!"

The moment Ye Yiming threw out this punch, Young Master Feilong was shocked.

He could feel the power of Ye Yiming's punch, and when the powerful fist wind like a mountain and sea pressed against him, only then did Young Master Flying Dragon realize that he had underestimated Ye Yiming's strength.

How could this be the power possessed by a person who has broken through the realm of almighty power?
This power is almost on par with him!

How could this Ye Yiming have such a powerful force?

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it. If he didn't fight back, his situation would be bad.

"The flying dragon hits the air!"

With a loud roar, the dragon wing suddenly appeared behind Young Master Flying Dragon, and punched out with both hands.

"Humph!"

Sensing the power of Young Master Feilong, Ye Yiming snorted coldly, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes.

This is the Good Fortune Fist, the Good Fortune Fist of his powerful state, not the Good Fortune Fist that the martial arts sage used back then.

After this promotion to the realm of great power, not only Ye Yiming's own strength has been greatly improved, but also the skills that Ye Yiming possesses have also been greatly improved.

And the so-called Flying Dragon Strike by Young Master Flying Dragon is nothing compared to Ye Yiming's Fortune Fist!
Blast me!
With a shout in his heart, Ye Yiming's eyes flashed, and he suddenly added a little more strength.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Ye Yiming's fist and Young Master Flying Dragon's fist finally collided.

But it's just a touch, and it's immediately clear whether it's superior or inferior.

Under the powerful aura of Ye Yiming's fist, the powerful and heavy aura on Young Master Feilong's fist disintegrated, scattered, and finally collapsed directly, like a mound of earth that had been smashed.

boom!
Young Master Feilong's fist suddenly exploded, and traces of bright red flowed out of it, and Young Master Feilong himself turned pale and retreated again and again.

Compete with one hit!

This Young Lord Flying Dragon was not Ye Yiming's opponent at all, he couldn't even take one move.

Although he is a master of the sixth level of power, he is also a member of the flying dragon family with extremely strong blood, and his strength is many times stronger than that of ordinary humans in the same realm.

But his opponent was Ye Yiming.

A person with a god-level bloodline, who can be in the realm of a martial arts sage, can torture and kill a person in the first and second realms of power.

The blood is incomparable, and the boxing is even more so.

Ye Yiming, who has been promoted to the realm of power, is already able to fight against the strong of the sixth level of power.

How can this be?

Looking at his fist, Young Master Feilong didn't feel any pain at all, all he had in his heart was disbelief at the moment.

The dozen or so members of the Flying Dragon Clan at the side were so surprised that they couldn't speak at the moment, they were all stunned and completely dumbfounded.

This scene is incredible!
hateful!Damn!
Angry in his heart, Young Master Flying Dragon's eyes flickered fiercely, looking at Ye Yiming, as if he wanted to swallow Ye Yiming alive.

"Well, you are Ye Yiming!" Young master Feilong laughed back angrily, and snorted coldly: "However, Ye Yiming, don't think that you can really beat me. No matter how powerful you are, you are still a great power after all. I am at the first stage, and I am at the sixth stage of power, the difference in realm between us is impossible to make up with brute force alone, and my strength is definitely far beyond your imagination."

After all, Young Master Flying Dragon shook his whole body, a powerful and majestic aura crazily vented from his body, frantically stirring the regular power of the surrounding space.

hum!
The void shook, and an inexplicably powerful aura rose suddenly. At this moment, a golden light flashed all over the body of the Flying Dragon Young Master. There was only faint dragon power on his body, but suddenly, it became stronger and stronger.

If he didn't know the other party's identity before, at this moment, feeling the aura of the flying dragon young master, Ye Yiming would have thought that he had met a real dragon again, not a sub-dragon like this flying dragon!

"Dragon Skill—Longwei Divine Fist!"

With an astonishing roar, Young Master Flying Dragon threw out a punch, and suddenly a fist light resembling a dragon's head roared towards Ye Yiming with supreme dragon power and mighty and powerful aura.

This punch, if it was someone else, I am afraid that just facing the supreme Longwei on the fist, the momentum will drop by [-]%, and the strength will be greatly reduced. At that time, let alone fight back, if you can not get hurt, That's pretty good.

what happened?

What kind of tricks did this flying dragon young master use to erupt such a powerful dragon power? Even the royal dragon Haoning of the Shenlong family who was beheaded by him, after transforming into a dragon, did not have such a powerful dragon power!

Sensing the powerful dragon power, Ye Yiming felt a little puzzled.

Just now, the flying dragon young master seemed to be shouting about some dragon skills. Could it be that this is the so-called dragon special skill dragon skill?

Suddenly Ye Yiming thought of something, but Ye Yiming didn't care.

Longwei?

No matter how powerful and pure Longwei is, can it compare with the little guy's Longwei?
As the owner of the little guy Zijin Yanlong, Ye Yiming is not affected by any dragon power, at least the bloodline is not stronger than the little guy's dragon power, for Ye Yiming, it has no effect.

Besides, Ye Yiming's blood god's veins alone, and the mere dragon's power on the flying dragon young master, can't affect him at all.

With a cold smile, Ye Yiming took a flat look at the leading fist light, and Ye Yiming punched again.

boom!
The space oscillated, and a fist light flashed with countless golden arcs was blasted out by Ye Yiming's punch.

It's still a good luck punch, but if Ye Yiming used [-]% of his strength in the previous punch, that punch would be [-]% of his strength!
Boom!

There was a shock in the void, and the confrontation between fist light and fist light shook the entire space.

In the end, the dragon head's fist light suddenly dissipated, but a golden arc light fist light, still blasting towards Young Master Flying Dragon, with a mighty and shocking momentum!
How can this be?

Young Master Feilong was dumbfounded.

He is a dragon skill!
It belongs to the unique skill of the dragon clan. Only the extremely talented dragon clan can awaken the dragon skill of cultivation. Even the royal family members of the dragon clan may not necessarily possess this dragon skill!

This is Young Master Flying Dragon, the most confident and powerful hole card.

As a member of the sub-dragon clan, it is extremely rare to be able to awaken and practice dragon skills.

But now Ye Yiming did break it with ease!
For a moment, such a scene shocked the young master Feilong, and he stood still so stupidly.

"Little Lord!"

"Master, be careful!"

"..."

This made other members of the Flying Dragon Clan see that their faces changed instantly, and they rushed towards their young master one after another, roaring angrily, and they also launched attacks with their own moves.

Rumble!
In the end, under the attack of a dozen powerful men, the golden arc-light punch that Ye Yiming shot finally dissipated in the air when it was about to approach Young Master Flying Dragon.

But before they could react, Ye Yiming's body moved, and with a flash, he rushed towards them.

"No, hurry up and protect the young master!"

The big man who was the first to talk to Young Master Feilong suddenly roared and rushed towards Ye Yiming first.

Several other powerful members of the Flying Dragon Clan also came to their senses one after another, and quickly surrounded their Young Master to protect him thoroughly.

Although they were all inconceivable that Ye Yiming possessed such great strength, none of them dared to run away, because they knew that if their young master died, they would definitely lose their lives.

Even if they choose to escape, their family members may lose their lives by then.

Left and right are dead, it is better to fight for the reputation of protecting the Lord and dying.

snort!
Ye Yiming's eyes flashed with disdain when he saw the actions of these dozen or so mighty experts of the Flying Dragon Clan.

Swish!
With a movement of his body and a flash of a whistle, Ye Yiming punched the big man who was facing him mercilessly.

Bang!
There was an explosion, and Ye Yiming punched the big man in the fifth level of power, his head exploded, his body was shattered, and finally scattered into a puddle of flesh, and fell straight to the ground.

One punch!
The mighty fifth level powerhouse is physically damaged!
Too strong!

This made the other Flying Dragon Masters look extremely terrified and pale.

But Ye Yiming didn't stop because of this.

Swish!
There was another flash, and Ye Yiming was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, he came to the side of the group of strong dragons.

Bang bang bang!
Facing this powerful member of the Flying Dragon Clan, Ye Yiming showed no mercy. With a wave of his hands, he used a move of two dragons to go out to sea, and punched more than ten punches in succession.

what!what!what!
Bang!Bang!Bang!
In a blink of an eye, under Ye Yiming's bombardment, most of the dozens of masters of the flying dragon family who were in the third level of power were beaten to death by Ye Yiming one by one, and the dead could not die any more.

(End of this chapter)