C1302 Divine Dragon Punch! (1/2)
”You want to die too?”
The cold killing intent filled the world, causing the expressions of Ninth Prince, Old Master Xue and the others to change drastically as goosebumps rose all over their bodies.
Ninth Prince's pupils shrank deeply. He stared fixedly at Ye Qingfeng and felt an unprecedented sense of death and danger!
How is this possible!?
What was the background of the other party? It actually made him, a Eleventh step third heaven Supreme Elder with a Heaven Ranked Martial Spirit, feel fear!
The current Ye Qingfeng, in everyone's eyes, was like a demon god!
Ninth Prince's face was ashen. Hao Yun Empire was the number one empire of the Realm of Love, and he, Ninth Prince, had an esteemed position, so how could he have received such a language!
It was simply a humiliation!
”Sir!” You must have forgotten to be on the ground! ” Ninth Prince's tone was cold, his palms clenched into a fist, his eyes releasing a powerful burst of white light, the wind rose up and the clouds surged, an incomparably huge white dragon materialized. Its Spirit Qi was terrifying, the roar of a dragon shook the skies, the imposing Qi spread out, causing the entire City Lord's Mansion and even the outside ground to tremble, and a wave of ripples continued to shoot out.
The buildings surrounding the City Lord's Mansion were swept away by the ripples and were completely destroyed! If it wasn't for Old Master Xue and the others making a move in time, some of the servants, guards, elderly, weak, and handicapped people in the City Lord's Mansion would have been reduced to a bloody pulp.
Old Master Xue and the rest were shocked. Ninth Prince was angry!
”Sir!” Since you dare to spout such arrogant words! This King will announce it! You are under arrest! ” Ninth Prince's face turned sinister, his fists filled with the power to destroy mountains and seas. His fists roared, and the White Dragon roared.
”This is Ninth Prince's White Dragon God Fist! But a saint rank martial art! Can the mysterious youth block it! ” Old Master Xue turned to look, his scalp tingling. He felt as if the sky was about to explode, the phenomenon of heaven and earth incomparably terrifying.
As though a world-destroying force had swept out, just as the vast fist force was about to annihilate Ye Qingfeng, Ye Qingfeng smiled.