Chao Yuanlong wanted to use his bare hands to block the incoming sword light.
Unexpectedly, streaks of green sword light suddenly burst forth from the green light!
Like a real dragon, it suddenly shook its scales, and all the scales on its body opened and closed!
Coiling Dragon Sleeve, True Dragon Armour!
At this moment, the sword light was like a real green dragon!
The green sword light dispersed, cutting the golden needles in half!
Chao Yuanlong took a step back, his expression becoming serious.
He enunciated each word slowly, squeezing out three words from between his teeth, "Yan! Zhao! Ge! "
A figure appeared in front of the crowd, dressed in white, with a blue robe with black edges. It was Yan Zhaoge.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge's leisurely expression, the Broad Creed Mountain disciples immediately felt their hearts relax, and the pressure brought by Chao Yuanlong was swept away.
But the Sun Saint Sect disciples all felt their hearts clench.
Even though they were used to being arrogant, at this moment, their morale had dropped.
Yan Zhaoge leisurely walked in front of Chao Yuanlong: "I'm here, how do you want to settle this, say it."
Chao Yuanlong stared at Yan Zhaoge and shouted: "Good!"
His entire body seemed to light up with a golden light, thousands of golden needles, like the sun, illuminating all four directions.
The next moment, Chao Yuanlong struck out a palm towards Yan Zhaoge.
Sun Saint Sect direct lineage martial art, Heaven Striking Palm!
The blazing sun, like the midday sun!
Different from how he had intimidated Sikong Qing, Ye Jing, and the others, Chao Yuanlong not only used the Golden Sun Needle Technique, but also another supreme martial art, the Heaven Striking Palm.
The combination of the two increased its power.
Just the wind from the palm alone was as sharp as a steel knife.
Within the range of Chao Yuanlong's palm, the surrounding space suddenly froze, and even the dust was frozen in mid-air.
The power of one palm, sealed off the flow of air in the surrounding space. Cultivating qi like stone, the flesh and blood could crush iron into mud!
Yan Zhaoge's expression did not change. His right hand shook, and a green light flashed out of his sleeve, heading towards Chao Yuanlong.
The dragon's roar resounded again, and the green sword light vibrated. Thousands of sword lights flashed, like a divine dragon shaking off its armor.
Yan Zhaoge merged with his sword, resembling a cloud dragon soaring into the sky, his entire person seemingly transforming into a green dragon as he shot into the skies, breaking through the countless rays of golden light that resembled sunlight!
Azure Dragon in the Sleeve, Soaring Dragon!
The clouds rose like a dragon, rising like the clouds and soaring like a dragon. It was also a metaphor for heroes rising at the right time!
"Pa!"
With a crisp sound, the golden light and the green light dissipated together.
Chao Yuanlong's figure flew backwards, and when he regained his footing, his eyes were filled with confusion.
When he awoke, his expression instantly turned incomparably savage as he glared at Yan Zhaoge.
On his face, a thin, dark red line of blood could be clearly seen, clearly having been forcibly drawn out by Yan Zhaoge with some unknown object.
His hands behind his back, Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at Chao Yuanlong, not saying a word. It was as if he was asking if Chao Yuanlong was still coming.
Chao Yuanlong was so angry that one Buddha ascended to the heavens and two Buddhas came out of their bodies. Letting out an angry roar, he pounced forward again.
In the darkness of the Sealing Dragon Abyss, the green light reappeared and the dragon's roar resounded once more.
"Pa!" "Pa!" "Pa!"
The crowd of Sun Saint Clan disciples, at this moment, were all wide-eyed and tongue-tied. They could only see that their senior apprentice-brother Chao, who had been in high spirits just a moment ago, now had streaks of blood on his face, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. It was truly a miserable sight.
Chao Yuanlong was beaten to the point of dizziness, his eyes turning blood red.
Gathering all the aura-qi in his body into his palms, he attacked Yan Zhaoge.
With this attack, he completely disregarded his own defense, only attacking without defending, raising his attack power to its peak. Even if he had to perish together with Yan Zhaoge, he still wanted to kill Yan Zhaoge on the spot!
Yan Zhaoge glanced at him, his right hand trembling once more, his sword heading straight for Chao Yuanlong's incoming palm.
Amidst the shocking roar of a dragon, a tragic cry resounded.
The next moment, everyone could see a bloody hole in Chao Yuanlong's palm. Shockingly, it had been pierced through by Yan Zhaoge's sword!
Yan Zhaoge indifferently said: "Satisfied?"
Facing everyone's bewildered and uncertain gazes, Yan Zhaoge's expression was tranquil. He flicked his sleeve, revealing a piece of emerald green.
It was only now that everyone could clearly see the weapon that Yan Zhaoge had been using all this time.
But the result was that everyone simultaneously sucked in a breath of cold air.
Seeing this, Chao Yuanlong's vision darkened, and he almost fainted.
It was not a sword, but a slender emerald green bamboo branch.
Yan Zhaoge's right hand held the bamboo branch, while his left hand held the other end.
The plump, slender, emerald green bamboo branch was slightly bent in an arc between his hands, and there were even a few fresh bamboo leaves gently swaying on its surface.
Seeing this scene, everyone's face revealed an expression of disbelief.
Countless thoughts surfaced in everyone's mind.
"It's … it's some kind of treasure, just that because it's a divine object, it looks like an ordinary bamboo branch?"
Just as this thought arose in someone's mind, they saw Yan Zhaoge casually throw it out.
The bamboo branch fell to the ground, resembling a sharp sword stabbing into the ground, lightly shaking.
But without the support of Yan Zhaoge's aura-qi, the bamboo branch was corroded by the baleful qi of the Sealing Dragon Abyss, and immediately withered.
The originally fresh emerald green colour rapidly withered, and the flexible branch lost its moisture, turning yellow, and then decayed, finally turning into a pile of ash.
The spectators were all dumbfounded, "It's actually … really just an ordinary bamboo branch?!"
Ye Jing's brows knit together, and he sucked in a deep breath, "But such a weak bamboo branch, how could such a strong martial practitioner's aura-qi be attached to it? Not to mention using it against an enemy, just infusing it with aura-qi, the bamboo branch would instantly disintegrate into fine powder. "
"Even metal is unable to bear it, much less grass and wood?"
"Fine to the finest detail, exquisite control, wielding something heavy as though it were light, skillfully and with ease." Sikong Qing's eyes flashed with an astonishing light, "When he struck out with his sword, it only contained the martial practitioner's aura-qi, and not the spiritual qi of the artifact. The sharpness of the artifact, I had thought that it was just an ordinary weapon, but who would have thought that it was actually bamboo …"
Sikong Qing gazed at Yan Zhaoge, "He broke through the bottleneck, and stepped into the outer aura Martial Scholar realm? I've never heard of an inner aura Martial Scholar who could control their own aura-qi to such an exquisite degree. "
"But, even an early outer aura Martial Scholar wouldn't be able to do this, right? What exactly is he … "
For a moment, everyone was at a loss for words.
Although their own cultivation levels were still low, they were all from large, famous sects. They were experienced, knowledgeable, and had broad horizons. They could all see that the sword just now was not ordinary.
Using bamboo as a sword, and it still had such power, what if it was a real sword?
What if it was a battle artifact, or even an artifact?
Even the Broad Creed Mountain disciples were silent.
Chao Yuanlong stared at Yan Zhaoge, his breathing heavy, the spiritual qi of an artifact gradually surging out of his body.
The spiritual qi fluctuations far surpassed that of a low-grade artifact.
Yan Zhaoge looked at him indifferently, "You want to compare whose weapon is better with mine?"
Chao Yuanlong was startled, his face instantly flushed red, but he didn't dare to activate his artifact again.
Yan Zhaoge swept his sleeve, and the dozen or so low-grade artifacts on the ground all flew into the air!
Under the stimulation of his aura-qi, the artifacts' spirituality was immediately stimulated, and together, they blotted out the sky and covered the earth as they shot towards Chao Yuanlong.
The Broad Creed Mountain disciples all let out cries of alarm. The power displayed by these artifacts was completely different from when they had activated them!
This time, Chao Yuanlong also didn't dare to forcibly resist, and was sent flying backwards by the torrential rain of artifacts.
The crowd of Broad Creed Mountain disciples all laughed, while the Sun Saint Clan disciples all seemed dispirited.
These artifacts were mostly shields, armors, armors, and the like. At this moment, when Yan Zhaoge activated them to attack, they were like giant hidden weapons, their power heavy.
Yan Zhaoge's last punch landed on one of the shields.
The shield broke through Chao Yuanlong's defense and smashed into his head, directly knocking this Sun Saint Clan disciple unconscious.
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