Chapter 831: 50% of the Blood of the Beast

Ao Feng let out a shrill scream, his huge body struggled frantically, retreated wildly, took a few breaths, and then withdrew from the battle platform, reincarnated into a human form, and looked at the fat man with resentment.

On the battlefield, a huge dragon claw was left on it.

"Damn, damn you!"

Ao Feng shouted.

bump!

At this moment, a figure slammed heavily on the battlefield, and a strong murderous intent permeated his body.

This figure, wearing red armor, was the young man who had been with Ao Qian and provoked Lu Ming before.

"Damn fat man, you completely pissed me off!"

The voice of the young man in red armor was cold, and there was a madness in the air.

The breath on it is also the peak of the fifth level of Linghai.

"My name is Ao Kun, fat pig, can you dare to fight me?"

The red armored youth stared at the fat man.

Lu Ming frowned, he felt that this young man was not simple.

Its level is indeed the pinnacle of Linghai Fifth Layer, but it is extremely arrogant. Knowing that Lu Ming has defeated Ao Qian, it is definitely not easy to provoke Lu Ming.

"Fat, be careful!"

Lu Ming transmitted his voice to Fatty.

Fatty's eyes flashed, and he grinned, "Why don't you dare?"

bump!

As soon as Fatty's voice fell, Ao Kun stepped forward and threw a punch.

Fast, too fast, Ao Kun's body and fist seemed to be connected together, and when he punched out, he appeared in front of Fatty, his fist was aimed at Fatty's arm.

He was going to abolish the fat man's arm.

Fatty's expression changed, and he didn't expect that the opponent's speed was so fast that at the critical moment, he could only pick up the battle axe to resist.

when!

Ao Kun's fist,

Booming on Fatty's battle axe, the battle axe vibrated violently, Fatty's complexion changed greatly, and his plump body was thrown backwards.

bump!

Ao Kun stepped heavily on the ground, his whole body was like an ancient beast, rushing towards Fatty in an incomparably arrogant way, and punching him again towards Fatty's arm.

The fat man roared, his body swelled, and the battle axe slashed out like the wind.

Boom!

Ao Kun's fist, harder than a divine weapon, collided with the battle axe, making a dull roar. In the violent vibration, the fat man groaned miserably, but he couldn't hold the battle axe, and the battle axe flew far away. , The body retreated wildly, and the blood spurted from the mouth.

Countless people were shocked. This scene was too shocking.

Just now, Fatty's fighting power was obvious to all. Although he didn't awaken his god-level bloodline, he still defeated a Jiaolong with 10% divine beast bloodline, which shocked the audience.

But now, in front of Ao Kun, he has no power to fight back?

There is no doubt that Ao Kun is also a relic with a strong bloodline of divine beasts. The key is, how many percent concentration is it so terrifying?

"Wrecking your limbs!"

Ao Kun drank it coldly and strode towards the fat man.

"Fatty, step back from the battlefield and admit defeat!"

Lu Ming transmits voice to Fatty.

On the side, Xie Nianqing frowned, Ruan Tingting and Qiao Xuan's hearts were even more suspended.

bump!

As soon as Fatty stepped on his feet, his plump body quickly retreated, but Ao Kun's speed was so terrifying, he caught up with Fatty in an instant, and his terrifying fist slammed out again.

There are no extra moves, just a simple punch, but Ao Kun's physical strength is just too terrifying.

The fat man roared, and an ancient shield appeared in his hand, blocking him.

boom!

Ao Kun slammed the ancient shield with a punch, directly blasting the ancient shield into the air. The ancient shield slammed into the fat man, almost flattening him, and his body also flew backwards.

This time, he was directly blasted out of the battle stage and fell heavily under the battle stage.

Ruan Tingting and Qiao Xuan flew over immediately and helped the fat man up.

"Fatty, are you dead?"

Ruan Tingting asked with concern.

The fat man coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again, his face pale, and said, "It's okay, small thing, I have rough skin and thick flesh!"

"Hmph, this time, you are lucky!"

Ao Kun stood on the battlefield, looked down at Fatty, and said coldly.

"What is arrogance? If this uncle awakens a god-level bloodline, he will torture you like an insect!"

The fat man shouted, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Fatty is a master who does not suffer. This time, the same level was defeated so badly in the first battle, mainly because he did not awaken the third bloodline.

"Fatty, when the exchange meeting is over, I will avenge you!"

Lu Ming walked over and glanced at Ao Kun coldly.

Ao Kun looked directly into Lu Ming's eyes and smiled coldly.

Lu Ming and Fatty returned to the stands, and Fatty began to heal.

"Who else is going to fight?"

Ao Kun looked around, intending to challenge continuously.

The field was quiet.

Although, there are still a few people in the Ditian Shrine and the Heavenly Corpse Sect who have not yet fought, but they are just ordinary geniuses, and the combat power that Ao Kun showed just now is too terrifying. When they go up, aren't they looking for abuse?

No one from both sides went up.

"In this round, the Demon Valley will win that day!"

Di Feng finally said helplessly.

In the battle of the five layers of Linghai, the Heavenly Demon Valley wins.

But Ao Kun had no plans to go down. He glanced around and said, "Since this is the case, now, I will challenge your sixth-level Linghai masters to fight!"

"What? You are from the fifth level of Linghai, and you want to challenge the sixth level of Linghai?"

"Too arrogant!"

The crowd around them shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Brother Peng, he is at the fifth level of Linghai, really want to participate in the battle of the sixth level of Linghai?"

Di Feng frowned and looked at the youth in the golden robe of the demon clan.

"Yes, among the ten members of the fifth level of the Spirit Sea of ​​our demon clan, there is Ao Kun's name, and among the sixth level of Linghai, there is also Ao Kun's name, why? It should be possible for a low-level to participate in a high-level duel, right?"

The golden-robed youth laughed.

"Of course this is possible!"

Difeng nodded.

It is natural to participate in high-level battles at low levels, as long as you are willing.

Ao Kun wants to use the fifth level of Linghai to participate in the battle of the sixth level of Linghai.

"Who will fight!"

Ao Kun, his eyes glanced around.

"I come!"

A voice sounded, and a young man flew onto the battlefield on the side of Ditian Shrine.

In the sixth level of Linghai, there is no shortage of arrogance, Di Tian Divine Hall and Tian Zong Sect are all experts.

This young man is the arrogance of the imperial guard, who has awakened the second-level bloodline of the god-level, and is extremely powerful.

The next moment, the two figures collided.

But the consequences of the war were shocking. In just a few tricks, the master of the Imperial Guard was beaten and retreated. In the end, he performed blood fusion, which was also useless. Bombed off the battlefield.

The audience was shocked.

With a lower level of cultivation, it is too terrifying to actually defeat the Tianjiao who has awakened the second-level bloodline of the god level.

"Five percent of the blood of the beast!"

Di Feng's eyes flashed, and he said a shocking result.

Countless people gasped.

This Ao Kun actually has the bloodline of a divine beast with a concentration of 50%, which is too terrifying.

It means that there is already half of the blood in Ao Kun's body, which is no different from a divine beast.

If a human race warrior cannot awaken the fifth-level bloodline of the god-level, it is impossible to compete with it in a battle at the same level.

Moreover, there are also strong and weak divine beasts. Ao Kun is obviously a Flood Dragon, and his bloodline is passed down to the True Dragon, which is definitely more terrifying, physically invincible, and infinitely powerful.

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