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Chapter 110

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End the battle quickly.

Long Ao certainly knew that the delay of time was fatal to him.

It was precisely because of this that Long Ao held his [Blood Drinking Frenzy Blade] and continuously used [Blood Drinking Three Styles], especially the third style, [Sea of Flames].

Among the first three styles of [Blood Drinking Eight Styles], only the third style, [Sea of Flames] was suitable for group combat.

According to Tu Lei and Ye Hao's calculations, Long Ao would need at least half an hour to defeat more than five thousand disciples.

At that time, they would be able to reap the benefits and easily kill the opponent. But the result?

In less than three minutes, Long Ao had already killed a bloody path. Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

"Those who block me will die!"

The killing began to numb, but Long Ao knew very well in his heart that he had no choice but to do so. At the same time as the roar sounded out, the wild blade in his hand swung out once again. The raging sea of flames covered the sky and suppressed the earth.

For some reason, the remaining disciples of the Sky Cloud Sect were still like moths to a flame. They knew that this was a dead end, but they still roared in anger. One after another, there was an endless stream.

"Those who block me will die, kill!"

With Long Ao's massacre, a dragon's roar suddenly resounded through the sky. Long Qiang, who was ready to come out, was forcibly suppressed by Long Ao.

He was startled.

Long Ao was not a fool. Of course, he knew that once Long Qiang appeared, it would cause a lot of trouble. This was not because of the Sky Cloud Sect, but because of the Nebula Royal Family under the Sky Cloud Sect.

Long Ao knew very well that a Dragon Warrior only had a Long family above Rank 3. Once the Long family knew that he was a Dragon Warrior, the result could be imagined.

It was precisely because of this that Long Ao forcibly suppressed Long Qiang and rushed out again.

Just like this, Long Ao forcibly opened up a bloody path. When everyone was preparing to continue like moths to the flame, Long Ao suddenly turned around and coldly looked at the less than half of the Sky Cloud Martial School's disciples, and said, "Are you still willing to continue working for this kind of school and elders?"

Long Ao's words indeed had an effect. Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other.

None of the disciples present were idiots. Of course, they knew that the Sky Cloud Martial School was using them as cannon fodder. However, as disciples of the Sky Cloud Martial School, were they really going to risk their lives for nothing?

No one knew who took the lead, but more than two thousand people turned around and ran quickly. In a short while, they had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, at the peak of Drifting Clouds Peak.

Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river. All of the Sky Cloud Martial School's disciples had been killed, and the rest had all escaped. Strictly speaking, only Tu Lei and Ye Hao were left in the whole Sky Cloud Martial School.

A commander without an army.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, it would be a lie to say that they were not moved. However, Ye Hao and Tu Lei knew that as long as they could kill Long Ao, they would not hesitate to destroy the whole Sky Cloud Martial School.

"Long Ao, I have to admit that you are really powerful. You are the most talented person I have ever seen. However, you will die for sure."

Tu Lei waved his hand, and Ye Hao's body had already rushed out. Before he arrived, his powerful aura had already arrived.

But before Ye Hao could react, Long Ao's Wild Devouring Blade had already slashed over. Yellow Spring Nine Consecutive Strikes, Frozen Heart Devouring and Raging Flame Sea were stacked layer by layer, plus the erosion of the Soul Suppressing Seal, just one slash had already cut Ye Hao in half.

Ye Hao had been killed in one strike.

Stupefied, Tu Lei seemed to find it hard to accept because he knew Ye Hao's strength. Ye Hao was the second strongest in the Sky Cloud Martial School, second only to himself.

"Tu Lei, it's your turn."

Only Tu Lei was left in the Sky Cloud Martial School. As long as Ye Hao could kill Tu Lei, not only would he get his revenge, but the Sky Cloud Martial School would also be completely destroyed.

Tu Lei seemed to be unable to accept this fact. However, in the next second, Tu Lei looked as if he had seen a ghost. He stared at Ye Hao, who had just come back from the dead, and almost screamed out loud.

Soul slave?

Looking at the summoned soul servant, Long Ao naturally knew that this was a soul servant that Long Fu had refined for him. However, the speed was a little too fast. However, he did not think too much about this situation.

Tu Lei looked at the corpses on the ground, then looked at Ye Hao, and said in disbelief, "You are not Ye Hao. You are just a soul?"

"No matter what he is, you will die."

Putting Ye Hao's soul slave back into the Dragon Space, he had already informed Long Fu to refine Ye Hao and the six soul slaves of the Nebula Guardian Hall, and channel their power into Long Qiang's body.

"Tu Lei, today you and I will fight to the death. I hope you will not disappoint me."

"Hahaha, Long Ao, you think you can defeat me?"

As if he had heard the funniest thing in the world, Tu Lei suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter was full of disdain and ridicule.

"Long Ao, I want to see how you can kill me today."

Tu Lei finally moved. As a fusion warrior, Tu Lei's strength was not comparable to Ye Hao's.

However, Long Ao was not afraid at all. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit.

With white hair and black clothes, the arrogant young man stood on the top of the Drifting Cloud Peak with Blood-drinking Broadsword in his hand.

He ignored Tu Lei. When Tu Lei was one meter away from him, Long Ao's body began to move slowly. Soul Suppressing Seal and Blood-drinking were used at the same time. As for Long Ao, he turned sideways and attacked to the left.

Once an expert made a move, one would know whether he was good or not.

In fact, in Tu Lei's heart, he looked down on Long Ao. However, in less than one round, Tu Lei already knew that Long Ao's strength was almost on par with his. No wonder he dared to attack the Flowing Cloud Sect alone.

It was because of this that Tu Lei was even more determined to kill him.

In this way, the two had fought for three rounds in the blink of an eye. There was no clear winner. Both of them wanted to kill the other, not giving the other any chance at all.

The first three styles of Blood-drinking Eight Styles, the first style, Nine Consecutive Strikes, the second style, Heart Devouring Ice, and the third style, Sea of Flames, instantly superimposed on each other. Together with the Soul Suppressing Seal, they began to corrode Tu Lei's soul silently.

Tu Lei, who had been very careful, was still corroded by the Soul Suppressing Seal. He was shocked and immediately divided his strength into two. One side resisted the strange power that corroded his soul with all his strength, while the other side attacked Long Ao with all his strength.

The Soul Suppressing Seal had already invaded Tu Lei's body. Long Ao was suddenly overjoyed. He would not give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Soul Suppressing Seal came out one after another, and together with the Blood-drinking Three Styles, he forced Tu Lei to retreat step by step.

"Long Ao, you dare to kill me?"

"Kill." At this moment, Long Ao did not have the slightest mercy. He wanted to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

"Enough, Long Ao, if you don't stop, I can only kill you." At this time, a majestic voice sounded. Then, three figures appeared on the top of the Drifting Cloud Peak.

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