An ear-piercing sword hum came out from the True Dragon Sword. There were faint roars of dragons and tigers in the sword hum, which was enough to frighten ordinary Daemon Commanders and Jinshi. However, in Ao Huang's ears, this level of sword hum was not even a noise. [23[w]x
Ao Huang cautiously waved its left claw at Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword. Its left claw suddenly shone ten times brighter, and a large amount of dragon power gathered on it. It looked like glass, beautiful and dangerous.
Guo Zitong, who was not far away, was secretly shocked. Although Ao Huang's claws only had a thin layer of glass light, and it could not be considered a complete True Dragon Glass Body, it already had a strong embryonic form.
Guo Zitong's gaze then fell on Ao Huang's right claw. Unlike its left claw, its right claw was slightly curled up, and the glass light did not leak out. It was condensed in the center of the claw, and it was ready to launch a powerful attack at any time.
Guo Zitong secretly shook his head again. He was amazed by the fighting talent of Dragons. Ao Huang was born not long ago, and it already had such fighting instincts. The human race could not compare. Without more than ten years of life and death experience, it was impossible for the human race to compete with the Dragons.
The power of the Dragons mainly came from their bloodline, while the power of the human race mainly came from learning. The former was innately strong, while the latter had unparalleled expansion and extension.
Fang Yun's sword was not fancy at all, and it flew straight at Ao Huang.
Ao Huang quickly made a judgment, and a hint of cunning flashed in its eyes. As a Dragon, not only did it have to study the fighting style of Dragons, but it also had to study the fighting style of the Barbarians and the human race. No matter how strong the True Dragon Ancient Sword was, it could not hurt the claw of a Dragon Lord. After all, a Dragon Lord was equivalent to a Hanlin, and Fang Yun was just a Jinshi.
"Humph, if Fang Yun wants to hurt me now, he will have to use the Combo Technique! Other than that, it is impossible for him to hurt my claw. As long as I destroy his Combo Technique, it will be enough to make him retreat. Besides, my right claw is accumulating power. Once he forms a Combo Technique, I can also use my right claw to knock away his True Dragon Ancient Sword! Even the name of the True Dragon Sword was given by this dragon, so why would this dragon be afraid?! "
Fang Yun and Ao Huang's eyes met. It was as if thunder was born in the void between the dragon and man. Their fighting spirit soared to the sky.
However, in an instant, Ao Huang's left claw met with Fang Yun's True Dragon Sword. Just as Ao Huang was about to use the Dragons Secret Technique to knock away the True Dragon Sword, it was shocked to find that the True Dragon Sword didn't attack its fingers, but flew through the gap between its fingers.
The True Dragon Sword landed on the thin flesh between the two fingers of the claw. With the power of the Nine Tongues Art's "Cut", he swiftly swept past that area.
With a soft sound, the True Dragon Sword flew into the sky, and a foot-deep wound appeared between Ao Huang's fingers.
A drop of True Dragon's blood dripped onto the ground of the Wen Battlefield. The True Dragon's blood did not scatter. It stood in a perfect sphere like a pearl. It was extremely magical.
"This dragon is in so much pain!" Ao Huang screamed. If it were any other Beast, Barbarian, or human, they would definitely hesitate or avoid the attack due to the pain. However, not only did Ao Huang not retreat, it even sped up and flew toward Fang Yun.
Fang Yun nodded slightly. Ao Huang was indeed a genius of the Dragons. This injury was nothing to Dragons. As long as Ao Huang rushed in front of him, he would lose without a doubt.
However. Then, a faint smile flashed across Fang Yun's lips.
Ao Huang needed a big premise to continue charging forward, and that was that the True Dragon Ancient Sword couldn't return quickly after flying out.
Fang Yun would not create this premise for Ao Huang!
Under the astonishing control of the Second Realm, the True Dragon Ancient Sword only flew a short distance, just three feet above Ao Huang, before it suddenly turned back. It went straight for the back of Ao Huang's neck!
Ao Huang was indeed a Dragon, but even the claws of the Dragon Sage couldn't catch the back of its neck. This was a flaw caused by the body structure of Dragons.
"How can it be so fast!" Ao Huang roared at the same time. Its body immediately began to roll quickly. Its reaction was fast and agile, as if it was dancing on a sword, forming a strange violent beauty.
Even as the Kings of the Sky and Sea, Dragons' speed would be reduced when they rolled. However, Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword didn't seem to know what it meant to slow down. It still chased after Ao Huang at a speed of five chimes.
This time, the True Dragon Ancient Sword's target was the back of Ao Huang's head.
"Don't force this dragon to fight with you!" Ao Huang roared. It had no choice but to retreat to avoid Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword. It had a stomach full of anger. If it was a battle of life and death, it could definitely resist Fang Yun's attack and rush over. However, not to mention that it would fail, even if it succeeded, it would be heavily injured. The loss outweighed the gain.
As Fang Yun retreated to distance himself from Ao Huang, he controlled the True Dragon Ancient Sword to turn around again. This time, it went straight for Ao Huang's dragon claws. It seemed like he wanted to fight it head-on.
"Then this dragon will take care of your broken sword head-on!"
Ao Huang roared. It suddenly stretched out two claws. Its ten fingers were like a cage that locked the sky. It shone brightly as it grabbed at Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.
Guo Zitong's heart jumped. Once Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword was caught, it meant that this battle was lost. Even if the True Dragon Ancient Sword had dragon scales, it couldn't withstand the two claws of a True Dragon.
Even if the wound on Ao Huang's left claw couldn't heal.
Seeing that Ao Huang was about to succeed, the True Dragon Ancient Sword pierced through Ao Huang's wrists at an incredible speed. It first swept past the dragon's mouth, cutting open the upper and lower lips. Then, it rose up and hit Ao Huang's dragon horn, making a crisp sound.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Two drops of dragon blood fell from Ao Huang's mouth. They rolled on the ground like blood pearls, leaving a faint trace.
Before Ao Huang could finish shouting, the True Dragon Ancient Sword returned again.
A hint of fear flashed in Ao Huang's eyes. He thought that he was a True Dragon Marquis. Whether it was bloodline or demon rank, he was superior to Fang Yun. Even if he was injured, he could heal quickly without losing a single drop of dragon blood. Who knew that Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword contained too much power, reducing his self-healing ability to the lowest. The wound would take at least three days to heal.
Ao Huang thought that he was lucky that he was a True Dragon. If it were an ordinary Dragon, the wound would have already expanded, let alone heal in three days.
Ao Huang's eyes flashed and he roared, "I don't care about you anymore. I must hurt your True Dragon Ancient Sword first!"
While speaking, Ao Huang dodged the True Dragon Ancient Sword several times. He didn't fly toward Fang Yun, but he also didn't retreat much.
With the powerful reaction of Dragons, Ao Huang could often turn danger into safety. Fang Yun couldn't hurt him. While dodging, his eyes kept changing, as if he was thinking about something.
Guo Zitong stared with his eyes wide open. It was like an earthworm chasing a giant python. It was very strange. Then, Guo Zitong carefully stared at Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.
"What a strong edge. Not only does it have an edge inside, but it also has an edge outside. He must have used some amazing Sword Nurturing Poem and Sword Opening Poem! Moreover, his dragon patterns are completely different from ours. They are not illusory dragon patterns, but real dragon patterns. They are no different from the dragon patterns on the dragon bones. His courage … I'm not much better than his. The speed of his sword … is equivalent to me when I first became a Grand Scholar a few years ago. And the power of his sword is far beyond that of an ordinary Hanlin Academy! "
Guo Zitong judged in his heart and became more and more shocked.
The three-foot-long True Dragon Ancient Sword kept chasing Ao Huang and attacking. Although it didn't hurt Ao Huang, it occasionally brushed past the dragon scales or dragon horns.
Ao Huang kept dodging, but the fighting spirit in his eyes burned like a flame. It didn't decrease but increased.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword brushed past the dragon horns again and was about to fall as usual. Ao Huang also dodged to the side like before. But the moment he dodged, his dragon tail suddenly rose high like a giant mountain and smashed toward Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.
The dragon's legs were short, but the dragon's body was long and flexible. This attack was the Dragon Clan's famous Dragon Tail Whip. Its explosive speed was not inferior to the Wuming Caiqi Ancient Sword in the slightest, and its strength could easily smash a Holy Son Demon Commander into meat paste. It was the Dragon Clan's strongest killing move in close combat.
Fang Yun's expression changed slightly. The True Dragon's strength was too strong, and Ao Huang had been planning for a long time. The only result of his hasty attack would be to hurt the True Dragon Ancient Sword. There was no other way except to withdraw the sword.
Fang Yun immediately focused and used all his strength to control the True Dragon Ancient Sword to fly down.
"Bang!" Ao Huang's dragon tail hit the end of the True Dragon Ancient Sword's hilt, causing the True Dragon Ancient Sword to suddenly fall faster and out of Ao Huang's attack range.
Fang Yun's body trembled and his courage wavered. He looked at the True Dragon Ancient Sword and saw that half of the dragon scales on the surface had cracked.
Fang Yun thought to himself that the dragon race was indeed extraordinary. If it were an ordinary Grand Scholar of the Sacred Institute, the ancient sword would have been severely wounded or even shattered into pieces, completely losing the ability to fight back.
"Eh? The dragon scales formed by your True Dragon Ancient Sword are very powerful! Again! "Ao Huang took the initiative to attack, waving his dragon claws to attack Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.
Fang Yun was at a disadvantage in terms of momentum, but he was not anxious. Ao Huang's dragon claws and horns were not afraid of the True Dragon Ancient Sword. His dragon tail was also very hard and could not be penetrated by the True Dragon Ancient Sword. However, the ordinary dragon scales on other parts of the body could not withstand the power of the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
"If I want to win against Ao Huang, I have to give him a medium level of injury, otherwise he will not admit defeat!"
Fang Yun thought as he retreated.
Ao Huang kept praising himself proudly and said that Fang Yun did not live up to his name.
Fang Yun did not fall for it. Ao Huang was talkative, but he was obviously pretending to be talkative in battle. Just by looking at his eyes, one could see that he was not relaxed at all. Instead, he could launch a fatal attack at any time.
One man and one dragon fought with their own ulterior motives. After a while, Fang Yun's footsteps suddenly became weak, and a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. He immediately used his True Dragon Ancient Sword to forcibly evaporate the sweat.
Ao Huang continued to talk, as if he did not realize that Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword did not have much True Dragon Ancient Sword left.
After a while, the True Dragon Ancient Sword once again swept past Ao Huang's dragon mouth. This time, Ao Huang did not seem to be able to dodge in time. His mouth was cut, and he suddenly lowered his head because of the pain, causing his dragon horns to rub against the True Dragon Ancient Sword. It made an ear-piercing sound and formed little sparks, which slowed down the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
Just when the True Dragon Ancient Sword's speed was at its lowest, Ao Huang's dragon head suddenly sank, and his dragon tail suddenly rose. He once again used the Dragon Tail Whip, and this time, both the strength and speed were faster than before!
The speed was 10% faster!
In terms of speed, it completely surpassed the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
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