Xiong Jun Refuses to Accept Defeat? Elbow Strike!

"Black Ice Dragon Soar!!"

Ye Han's roar rang out from within the smoke and dust.

Boom!!

Before his words had even faded, seven earth-shaking dragon roars suddenly exploded!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!!!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!!"

The dust filling the sky was instantly swept away by bone-chilling frost.

Seven massive Frost Ice Dragons, each several hundred zhang long, howled as they burst from the smoke.

Every ice dragon was crystalline and translucent, with the Ice Dragon King's origin power flowing across its scales.

Carrying world-destroying force, they slammed toward Xiong Jun from seven different directions!

This was the Ice Dragon King Soul Ring's second soul skill, a powerful offensive technique.

Black Ice Dragon Soar!

With Ye Han's current cultivation at level seventy, he could form exactly seven ice dragons!

"Th-this is the Ice Dragon King's soul skill?!"

Di Tian's golden pupils suddenly contracted as he cried out in shock.

The Myriad Demon King's swaying branches abruptly froze, and it even forgot to restrain the poison on its leaves.

Zi JI and Bi Ji exchanged a glance, each seeing horror in the other's eyes.

Even ordinary Titled Douluo might not be able to withstand a soul skill of this level!

The savage grin on Xiong Jun's face instantly stiffened as a deadly sense of danger surged in his heart.

He had thought Ye Han would be spent after taking one of his claws head-on. Who would have expected such a terrifying killing move in return?

The seven ice dragons sealed off every route of escape. There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to dodge!

"Bastard!"

Xiong Jun roared, unleashing the full force of his 470,000 years of cultivation without reservation.

Dark gold Soul Power condensed around both claws, forming tangible claw radiance.

He crossed his arms before himself, intending to withstand the bombardment