Chapter 227 Zhao Yun's Power

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he had already attacked the Holy Lord in advance.

A little cold light came first, and then the spear came out like a dragon!

Zhao Yun's strength was entirely in his spear. At this time, the spear was in his hand, and the strong wind was extremely sharp, and he directly whipped it towards the Holy Lord Black Dragon.

The Holy Lord sneered.

"Just you want to compete with me?"

"The human race is weak, and the weak should be ruled by the strong!"

"If you insist on resisting until now, I will let you see the real gap between you and me!"

"Black Dragon!"

With a roar from the Holy Lord, an extremely huge black dragon appeared, almost covering the sky and the sun.

Its body was tens of thousands of meters long.

In front of him, Zhao Yun was not even an ant.

The Holy Lord spoke, roaring like thunder.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Holy Lord, and everyone showed a look of despair.

The breath of such an enemy alone made people despair.

Only Zhao Yun stood with a spear.

Even when facing this level of opponent, even if his current cultivation is only at the emperor level, he still did not give up.

"What's the use of being strong? Although the human race is weak, it is endless."

"No matter how you suppress it, no matter how you want to exterminate the human race, it is impossible to do it."

"Even if we die here today, there will be new human races standing up in the future to destroy you!"

After saying this, Zhao Yun laughed coldly.

"The reason why all races united to suppress the human race is not because you are afraid?"

These words directly hurt the heart of the Holy Lord.

Although the human race is weak, their acquired learning ability is unmatched by any other race.

At the beginning, the human race was not even as good as the weakest rat race among all races.

However, the human race can become a powerful existence that surpasses the dragon race through cultivation and learning. If such a race is not exterminated, the hearts of all races will not be at peace!

However, the Holy Lord is unwilling to admit it.

He roared at Zhao Yun:

"Are you afraid?"

"Just you?"

"I can destroy the human race alone!"

The Holy Lord exuded an extremely powerful black flame, which was the scorching black fire that accompanied the Black Dragon Clan.

Ordinary strong men below the King level would be burned even if they were touched by the scorching black fire.

The scorching black fire whistled towards Zhao Yun, trying to burn Zhao Yun to ashes.

Zhao Yun shook his spear, and a vortex appeared on the spear head, directly absorbing all the scorching black fire.

"Give it back to you!"

Zhao Yun swung the tip of the spear, and the black fire that had just been absorbed reappeared.

Flying towards the Black Dragon Holy Lord.

"Humph!" The Holy Lord was not afraid at all.

That was originally his companion flame, how could he be afraid?

Would he be afraid of himself?

With a shake of his body, he had absorbed all the black flames.

However, he never released it again.

After the test just now, he has confirmed that Zhao Yun is indeed very powerful, and ordinary means have basically no effect on him.

He can't be treated as an ordinary emperor at all.

"Shadow Realm!"

As one of the strongest among the dark clans, the Black Dragon Clan's Shadow Realm is extremely powerful.

It can even produce two Black Dragon clones with one-tenth of the strength in the Shadow Realm.

They attack the enemy together.

The Shadow Realm appeared, and the two Black Dragon clones attacked Zhao Yun directly.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yun directly held the spear across his chest, and the two Black Dragon clones hit his chest directly.

A burst of golden light emanated from the spear.

"Ang!"

Two dragon roars sounded.

The two black dragons bit Zhao Yun from the left and right.

Zhao Yun swept the spear.

Directly hit the heads of the two black dragons.

"Bang!"

The two black dragons were directly hit by Zhao Yun.

"With just these two shadows, you dare to defeat me? You should do it yourself!"

"Boom!"

Zhao Yun's spear whipped the head of one of the black dragon phantoms, smashing it directly.

It turned into a ball of pure black energy and returned to the shadow realm.

After one black dragon phantom was solved, Zhao Yun quickly eliminated the second black dragon phantom.

He asked the Holy Lord coldly.

He asked: "What other means do you have? Just use them!"

"Haha! You are really good!"

The Holy Lord's body shrank rapidly and soon became a hundred meters in size.

This size is the normal size of the Ten Thousand Races.

In fact, if the body is too big, not only will the target become very large, but it will also not be able to generate much combat power.

A size of about a hundred meters is the true body of the Black Dragon Clan, and it is also when their combat power is the strongest.

"In this case, you are qualified to be my opponent!"

"The true body of the black dragon!"

The true body of the black dragon surrounded by black flames appeared.

The ferocious dragon horns on the head and the cold eyes have been staring at Zhao Yun coldly.

"Go to hell, human race!"

A fiery breath spewed out from the black dragon's mouth, carrying extremely powerful energy.

Zhao Yun's face changed slightly, and the next moment he disappeared in the flames.

The black dragon knew that it was impossible for him to kill Zhao Yun so easily, and looked for Zhao Yun everywhere.

"Up there!"

Zhao Yun appeared above the black dragon without knowing when.

His spear suddenly stabbed down, trying to pierce the black dragon's skull.

However, although this spear gathered all the strength of Zhao Yun's body, in the end it did not even break the black dragon's skin.

On the contrary, Zhao Yun was slapped and sent flying by the black dragon.

He was injured.

The black dragon sneered.

"The skin of our black dragon clan is extremely tough, and it can defend against both magic and physics."

"You want to hurt me, but you're still a little short!"

Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

Without saying anything, he continued to rush towards the black dragon.

The two fought together, one with a gun and the other with claws, and for a while, they were evenly matched.

Even though Zhao Yun was only at the emperor level, he still showed no signs of weakness.

His fighting power was amazing.

Wang Teng, who was next to him, looked at this scene in great surprise. He didn't expect that Zhao Yun, who was at the emperor level, could still burst out such a powerful force.

He was evenly matched with a saint of this level.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

Fortunately, he didn't act in advance, otherwise, this old thing would definitely hinder him.

"Fortunately, you're calm."

Looking at the figure of Zhao Yun fighting with the black dragon saint.

A hint of coldness flashed in Wang Teng's eyes.

If he wants to help the Ten Thousand Races completely defeat the Human Race, he must first deal with the old man Zhao Yun.

As for the remaining Xiao Ningxue, she is no longer a threat.

At that time, he can gather all the Human Races again as the Great Emperor of the Human Race, and let them survive on the surface.

In fact, they will become meat for the Ten Thousand Races.

Let the Human Race never stand up!

Thinking of this, Wang Teng couldn't help but get excited.

I don't know when it started, whether it was Su Chen or Zhao Yun, they gradually became wary of him, leaving Wang Teng no chance to take action!