Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 658

The thirteen palm prints whizzed out, each with strong aura, the scene of the thirteen palm prints attacking together was naturally very spectacular.

Zhao Yuan didn't dare to be careless, the black brilliance shrouded his right arm.

The next moment, Zhao Yuantan punched out his hand, and the black brilliance suddenly condensed into a vigorous fist seal, and the mighty power unexpectedly collapsed all thirteen palm seals.

Not only that, but the power of the black fist print is still there, and it is in front of Ning Heng in an instant.

Ning Heng once again cast out the Thousand Tribulation Finger, and the sharp finger light hit the black fist mark fiercely.

boom! ! !
There was a loud noise, but the aura contained in the fingertips quickly dissipated, as if it had been melted by the strange power contained in the black fist mark.

When the fingers were completely disintegrated, the black fist marks were about to land on Ning Heng.

Ning Heng didn't hesitate at all, the Golden Crow Holy Fire surged out, turning into a wave of fire and engulfing the black fist.

The flames and the fist prints clashed constantly, but in the end Ning Heng's Golden Crow Sacred Flame was superior and melted the black fist mark.

However, Ning Heng didn't have much joy, and looked at Zhao Yuan's right arm opposite him.

I saw black light lingering on Zhao Yuan's right arm, and the shadow of a ferocious dragon was faintly visible hovering over his arm.

Moreover, the scene of the black fist mark melting the aura just now had a big impact on Ning Heng. It is obvious that Zhao Yuan's martial arts are very special and can restrain aura.

You must know that the greatest reliance of warriors is spiritual energy. If there is a martial art that restrains spiritual energy, it will be very terrifying to most warriors.

The power contained in Zhao Yuan's right arm made Ning Heng feel afraid.

If it wasn't for the power of the Golden Crow Sacred Flame coming from the ancient blood and fire seeds of the Golden Crow, Ning Heng really didn't know how to deal with the special power of Zhao Yuan.

"It seems that this Ning Heng has also discovered something unusual, it depends on how he deals with Zhao Yuan's evil arm." Murong Chan said, standing beside Han Jingkun and Shang Zhiyue.

"As long as he uses spiritual energy, he will be restrained by Zhao Yuan's evil dragon arm, and if he does not use spiritual energy, how much of his strength can he use?" Shang Zhiyue said lightly.

Murong Chan shook her head lightly: "The Evil Flood Arm is indeed powerful, but Ning Heng's methods are more than that, and the outcome is hard to say."

Shang Zhiyue seemed to deliberately refute Murong Chan and said, "If Zhao Yuan hadn't been slightly inferior in cultivation, when he reaches the Shenyuan realm, his strength will not be much weaker than the rest of us."

Murong Chan was speechless. She also admitted that Zhao Yuan is indeed a very powerful person. Although there is still a difference in cultivation level between them and the others, if his cultivation level is at the same level, Zhao Yuan is indeed qualified to keep pace with them. .

"Brother Han, what do you think?" Murongchan looked at Han Jingkun who had never spoken.

"As long as Ning Heng can break the evil dragon's arm, it will be easy to defeat Zhao Yuan." Han Jingkun said in a flat tone.

Shang Zhiyue curled her lips: "Isn't it the same as not saying anything, how do you ask Ning Heng to crack the evil dragon's arm?"

Han Jingkun didn't respond, he just looked at the two people in the arena.

To be precise, they still looked at Ning Heng more.

At this moment, Ning Heng is also aware of the difficulty of the opponent. Several fights have resulted in no results. The aura is completely restrained by Zhao Yuan's black arm. Basically, all martial arts that require the use of aura can't perform [-]% power.

In this way, Ning Heng wondered if it would be difficult for Han Hai to mock the sky?
Zhao Yuan had a look of arrogance on his face, and looked at Ning Heng with disdain.

Relying on this evil dragon arm, Zhao Yuan can ignore most of the students in the Dizi Academy. Even compared to those who rank higher than him, Zhao Yuan only thinks that he loses because of the gap in cultivation. If you are in the same realm, you are not weaker than anyone else.

Now facing this Ning Heng whose cultivation level is far inferior to his own, Zhao Yuan naturally feels that he has the chance to win. After all, he already knows Ning Heng and knows what methods Ning Heng has.

But Ning Heng basically didn't know anything about Zhao Yuan. After all, Ning Heng had never seen Zhao Yuan fight against others, and he didn't know what methods Zhao Yuan had.

Under such circumstances, Ning Heng was naturally at a disadvantage on the scene.

But that's all!

In Ning Heng's view, Zhao Yuan is indeed very strong, but among the opponents Ning Heng has come into contact with, Zhao Yuan is not the most powerful one!
At least, the Buddhist monk Huiheng is no weaker than Zhao Yuan in terms of strength.

"Resolve the spiritual energy? Then I won't use the spiritual energy. Let's see what else your arm can do!"

Ning Heng made a sudden move, and the flames surged all over his body. The Golden Crow Holy Fire covered Ning Heng's whole body, and the power of the ancient blood of the Golden Crow in his body was fully activated.

Not only that, but Ning Heng also stimulated the power of his own body. Although he didn't have any spiritual support, the power was still astonishing.

Zhao Yuan's pupils shrank, and he waved his evil dragon arm and punched out.

Roar! ! !
Immediately, the low roar of the flood dragon sounded, and a phantom of the flood dragon as black as ink roared out, heading straight for Ning Heng!
Ning Heng laughed loudly, while the flames surged all over his body, the flame Golden Crow condensed and formed.

Golden Crow Fights Black Flood Dragon!
All of a sudden, golden lights overflowed the martial field, and black flowers circulated.

A resplendent flame golden crow and a ferocious pitch-black flood dragon, the two clashed constantly, bursts of cries and roars came, shaking the eardrums of everyone present with pain.

"swallow!"

Seeing that the two were at a stalemate, Zhao Yuan yelled loudly, and the pitch-black flood dragon suddenly opened its mouth, biting a piece from the Flaming Golden Crow.

Immediately, the brilliance of the flame Golden Crow dimmed a lot, and the pitch-black flood dragon directly swallowed that part of the Golden Crow holy flame into its body.

The next moment, a faint golden aura bloomed from the jet-black flood dragon's body, which turned out to be the power that refined the golden crow holy fire just now.

The two clashed again, but the situation has changed considerably.

After the pitch-black flood dragon swallowed a part of the Golden Crow's holy flame, it seemed to have a stronger resistance to the Golden Crow's holy flame, which made it difficult to unleash the power of the flame Golden Crow, and was completely suppressed by the pitch-black flood dragon.

Seeing this situation, Ning Heng ignored it, and rushed to Zhao Yuan while the black flood dragon was fighting with the flame golden crow.

Zhao Yuan was not afraid at all, and suddenly blasted out his right fist, and Ning Heng also punched out.

boom! ! !
A dull impact sounded, Ning Heng stepped back, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

And Zhao Yuan was also uncomfortable. The black light on his right arm was flickered by Ning Hengzhen, and it seemed to be weakening.

"What a powerful force!" Zhao Yuan was secretly startled. He was already at the peak of the god bone, and he could even be said to be a half-step god source, and his physique had reached the limit of a god bone warrior, but he was still defeated by Ning Heng just now. The power of that punch was deeply shocked.

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