Inside the tornado.
Long Ao made use of the momentum of heaven and earth to attack the three of them fiercely, not giving them any chance to breathe.
"Momentum of Heaven and Earth!"
"Nirvana."
Before Yang Chen could finish his words, Long Ao's blade light had already slashed towards them. The three of them were already scared silly. They didn't dare to fight force with force. They only wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
"Want to leave?"
Long Ao made use of the momentum of heaven and earth. The combination of Bloodthirsty Blade and Sorrow of Heaven and Earth wasn't as simple as one plus one. Moreover, Long Ao was attacking with his full strength.
Crack.
Song Ren and Xie Xie were finished off by Long Ao. At this moment, only Yang Chen was left among the four half-Saint experts.
Three of the four half-Saint experts were already dead. The remaining Yang Chen didn't dare to continue fighting. After a series of attacks, he turned around and prepared to leave. But at this moment, Long Ao had already smashed out the Dragon God's Arm.
Boom.
Before Yang Chen could react, his entire body had already been smashed away.
Seeing a figure being smashed out in an instant, everyone had already guessed what had happened. Seeing Yang Chen on the verge of collapse and standing there with a pale face, everyone was dumbfounded.
The tornado disappeared. Long Ao's body instantly shot out and continued to attack Yang Chen.
Looking at the three corpses on the ground, everyone was a little dumbfounded. One should know that the three of them were half-Saint experts of the Sacred Ground. But in just a few minutes, all of them had died here.
Including Zhou Dian who was killed earlier, the only four half-Saint elders of the Sacred Ground had been killed by Long Ao. Not a single one was left alive.
Everyone was still in a daze. After all, the Sacred Ground was the overlord of Cloud Island. For countless years, no one had dared to do this. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed it?
Long Ao, this name was destined to be recorded in the annals of history, resounding throughout the countless islands in the Outer Sea.
Long Ao took advantage of the victory to pursue. Since he had already killed three half-Saint experts, he wouldn't lose to Yang Chen.
Long Ao wasn't a fool. Although he had made an agreement with Yang Feng that as long as he could defeat the four half-Saint experts, not only could he take Long Heng away, the Sacred Ground would also withdraw from Cloud Island.
But would Yang Feng keep his promise?
Long Ao didn't know how Yang Feng was doing, but he couldn't gamble. If Yang Feng went against him and didn't keep his promise, then Yang Chen would always be a hidden danger.
Letting the tiger return to the mountain will leave behind future troubles.
If you don't remove the roots when you cut the weeds, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
Looking at the three corpses on the ground, Yang Feng was furious to the extreme, but due to the agreement he had just made with Long Ao, he could not easily intervene. In any case, there were countless people watching, and the Holy Land could not lose face.
Until now, Yang Feng still hadn't come to his senses. He couldn't figure out how Long Ao, who was only a beginner Half-saint, could kill three Half-saints in a one-versus-four situation. It seemed that only a Saint could achieve such strength.
Could Long Ao be a Saint?
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Long Bai was pleasantly surprised when he saw that Long Ao had successfully killed three half-Saints. When he turned around to look at his uncle, Long Bai jumped in fright because Long Jian's expression was exactly the same as Yang Feng's. Both of them were extremely gloomy.
"Uncle."
"Shut up and watch carefully."
Long Bai jumped in fright. He didn't know what was wrong with his uncle, but he didn't dare to continue asking.
After successfully killing the three half-Saints, Long Ao wielded Bloodsucker Broadsword and shot toward Yang Chen. He didn't continue releasing his aura of heaven and earth because he might have to fight another battle later, or even with Yang Feng. If that happened, then his aura of heaven and earth might play an unexpected role.
In the blink of an eye, Long Ao and Yang Chen continued to fight. They went back and forth, and in an instant, they exchanged three blows, but there was no clear winner.
"Long Ao."
Long Ao didn't want to listen at all because he had already guessed what Yang Chen wanted to say. How could he choose to give up on such a rare opportunity so easily? It was still the same old saying: cut the weeds and eliminate the roots to get rid of future troubles.
When he thought of Long Ao's terrifying strength, Yang Chen didn't want to continue fighting.
At this moment, Yang Chen was extremely regretful. If he knew that Long Ao was so strong, he wouldn't have provoked this person. Now, they had lost four half-Saints. Even if they could kill Long Ao in the end, the Holy Land would suffer a great loss.
However, Long Ao didn't give him the slightest chance to catch his breath. Under his continuous attacks, Yang Chen found it increasingly difficult to withstand.
There were a few times when Yang Chen even wanted to call for Yang Feng's help, but in the end, he resisted.
The Holy Land had already lost face in this battle. If he asked for help again, how could the Holy Land establish itself on Cloud Island in the future?
Because of this, Yang Chen forced himself to endure and used all his strength. Yang Chen tried to turn the situation around, but no matter what he did, he couldn't do it.
The second time, he used Sorrow of Heaven and Earth.
Long Ao instantly grabbed Yang Chen. He was frightened. Yang Chen didn't want to. He directly turned around and fled.
As the Master of the Holy Land and a half-Saint martial artist, Yang Chen had lost face. However, compared to his life, it was insignificant.
He laughed loudly.
"The Master of the Holy Land is just like a wild dog."
"Long Ao, that's enough."
He ignored Yang Feng. After all, he and Yang Feng had just made an agreement. As long as Yang Feng didn't find it embarrassing, he wouldn't easily take action unless it was a last resort. Otherwise, Yang Feng would have already taken action when he killed the three half-Saints.
Seeing Long Ao ignoring him, Yang Feng's face became even colder. As Long Ao had guessed, Yang Feng wouldn't easily take action unless it was a last resort in order to take care of his own face.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Long Ao chased after Yang Chen, who had already escaped. He directly took back his [Wild Devouring Blade] and fiercely smashed it.
Both of his arms were as fast as lightning, especially the Divine Dragon Arm, its speed was twice as fast. Furthermore, Long Ao used spatial teleportation and instantly arrived beside Yang Chen.
The corner of Long Ao's mouth curled into a sneer. Long Ao suddenly moved. Before Yang Chen could even react, Long Ao's fist had already fiercely landed on Yang Chen's body. Fist after fist, fist after fist, fist after fist, every fist landed on Yang Chen's flesh. Moreover, Long Ao used 120% of his strength.
"Long Ao, that's enough."
Yang Feng's angry roar was heard, but Long Ao still ignored it and continued to smash. In just a few seconds, Yang Chen had already become an extra large pig head. However, Yang Chen had already been smashed no less than a hundred times and was already on the verge of death. It was believed that Yang Chen would be smashed to death in less than ten punches.
"Damn you." Yang Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore. The Holy Land had already lost four half-Saint elders. If even Yang Chen died, the Holy Land would really be finished.
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