In an instant, the crimson blood energy around his body rushed out. It was incomparably dense and at the same time, it wrapped itself around his left hand and created a crystal-like giant hand that was a hundred times larger than his own. His palm then struck Ye Chen repeatedly, sending him flying back and forth.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ye Chen's body flew around the arena. Every time he landed, his body left a huge pit in the ground. By this point, the one-hundred-meter-tall arena had been gradually pushed down to seventy meters.
Chen Ping's bloodline power was indeed extraordinary.
Chen Ping's crystal-like palm alone had rendered Ye Chen powerless to retaliate. At the same time, the color of blood in his eyes had deepened. It seemed that by using the power of his bloodline, the damage to his foundation was gradually becoming more serious.
