The Son of War was strong, but Xia Jiulong was even stronger!
However, the Kuang Sect still lacked a powerful Upper Plane cultivator. No one could stop Xuan Xiu. Even if an Emperor could withstand him, no one could fight against Gong Wusheng, who was at the Legendary Level. His speed could completely bypass Emperor Ye and the others and directly take Lin Wutian and Zuo Shuguang's lives.
Lin Wutian unsheathed his sword and said angrily, "The arrow is already on the bow. Let's fight them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Legendary Level cultivators released their auras and rushed to the Galaxy. Without the strength of a Legendary Level cultivator, even breathing was difficult, let alone fighting.
"Wutian, protect the Celestial Medicine and leave first!" Emperor Ye waved his hand, and the Divine Guqin appeared in his hand. With a gentle move, the sound of nature spread out in all directions, causing birds to worship the Phoenix and beasts to roar. The sky changed color and rumbled continuously.
"You want to leave? Go through me first! "Gong Wusheng unsheathed his divine sword and pierced the void, stabbing at Lin Wutian.
Boom!
The Thousand Hands Buddha's light shone brightly and turned into thousands of attacks, covering all directions. The Buddha robe on his body had been sacrificed by the blood of countless eminent monks and Immortal Buddhas. It had received the faith of countless Immortal Buddhas. Even if it was not an Eternal Sacred Artifact, it was close enough. Under his effect, it was enough to fight against Yar Saint. After all, her cultivation was too weak to activate the Eternal Sacred Artifact at all.
Yar Saint began to chant, and the Staff of Power in his hand emitted a monstrous light that shot into the sky. The power of the Golden Eyes erupted, and the true peak combat power was displayed. He charged toward the Thousand Hands Buddha. As long as he could break through the canyon, the Son of War could delay Xia Jiulong for a while, and Lin Wutian could escape with the Celestial Medicine.
Boom! Boom!
Whoosh!
All the experts charged at each other in the blink of an eye. Xia Jiulong, on the other hand, was full of smiles, as if he was disdainful.
"I'll defeat you in 30 moves."
Xia Jiulong's aura surged, and he raised three fingers as he spoke to the Son of War.
The Son of War was furious, and his battle intent materialized.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! "
The ancestral blood of the War Clan was awakened, boiling like ten thousand horses galloping.
The bloodline of the Progeny of Combat was close to that of the first generation Battle Progenitor. Once he unleashed his Battle Aura, it was enough to suppress those of the same level. Even the auras of the great masters in the distance were affected. Unfortunately, his opponent was Xia Jiulong.
Xia Jiulong's aura soared into the clouds. His godly power flowed in all directions. The starlight in his body flashed as if there were stars in his body. The clear sky was now filled with stars. The sun and the moon appeared at the same time, and the stars filled the sky.
"Stellar Arts, First Style, Stellar Transposition!"
Boom — —
Xia Jiulong, who had been right in front of the Son of Battle, suddenly disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he struck out with both palms and appeared behind the Son of Battle. His palms pierced through the confinement of the dome of heaven and went straight for his back.
The Son of War leaped into the air. His long legs swept horizontally like divine swords and sabers, destroying everything in their path. They landed right on Xia Jiulong's palm.
Boom!!
In a split second, the impact of the two of them caused the snow above the canyon to collapse, directly drowning the canyon.
Whoosh!
Zuo Shuguang and other weaker existences were directly smashed into the snow.
Ares Leg Technique! It was sharper than staff techniques and more ruthless than sabers and swords. The Son of Battle kicked out more than 300 times in an instant. He used all 36 Ares Leg Techniques, but Xia Jiulong blocked them.
"It's my turn!"
Xia Jiulong roared angrily. The stars in the sky became denser, illuminating thousands of miles in all directions.
"Stars Split!"
Xia Jiulong's palm turned into a blade. It cut open the void and directly attacked the Son of Battle.
Whoosh!!
Boom — —
The two of them were bare-handed, but they were more ferocious than others who were using weapons.
The Son of Battle's blood boiled. His bloodline activated and he punched at Xia Jiulong's blade. The two of them were like shooting stars.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than 10 moves.
They collided and separated! They clashed again!
The Son of Battle was forced back each time. The bones in his hand were almost broken, but Xia Jiulong was still strong. After several exchanges, the Son of Battle was forced back hundreds of meters.
"Heaven, Earth, Stars, Become My Body! Split Heaven and Earth, Destroy Ten Directions! "
After the 20th move, Xia Jiulong had almost turned into a star. From afar, it looked like a golden body formed by 10 billion stars. He controlled the power of heaven and earth. He covered the sky with his palm and pressed down on the Son of Battle.
"Overturn the heavens with my battle blood! Float the earth with my battle body! Break the gods with my life! Open — — "
The Son of Battle transformed into a sharp sword. He stomped on the ground and rushed into the clouds. He put his palms together and faced up, wanting to break through Xia Jiulong's strongest attack.
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. They didn't expect a Legendary expert to be so strong. The younger Legendary experts, Thousand-Hand Buddha and Gong Wusheng, thought that they were considered top-notch existences among their peers. Even if they weren't as strong as Xia Jiulong, the gap wouldn't be too big. However, after today's battle, they realized that they were far inferior to him. They weren't even comparable to the Son of Battle.
Yar Sheng and the others stopped. The real battle was between Xia Jiulong and the Son of Battle. Their victory would determine everything!
"Lie down!"
Boom!
Xia Jiulong carried the power of the stars and slammed his palm on the Son of Battle's fingertip. The sky-covering palm print was comparable to an eternal sacred artifact. It forcefully smashed the Son of Battle down from the sky.
Crack — —
Ah — —
The Son of Battle roared. The bones in his hand were broken. His body was like a kite with a broken string. In the end, he couldn't break through Xia Jiulong's suppression and fell to the ground.
Defeated!
Just as Xia Jiulong said, he was defeated in less than 30 moves!
Xia Jiulong arrived forcefully, but he didn't take advantage of the situation to completely suppress the Son of Battle. After all, this was the territory of the Battle Tribe. He had to give some face. He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Lin Wutian and Feng Huang.
"You two still want to resist? Give me the celestial medicine and we'll redistribute the benefits. If you make me happy, I'll spare your lives. "
Lin Wutian's expression changed. He wanted to pull out the wooden sword from his left sleeve, but Yar Sheng stopped him. She shook her head and whispered, "Don't be rash. Otherwise, things will only get worse."
Xia Jiulong smiled. He didn't care about what others thought. Even the Son of Battle had been defeated, let alone others.
"I'll give you three breaths of time to consider. If you don't satisfy me, you and that hidden killer will be buried here," Xia Jiulong said indifferently.
"Yo … Brother Jiulong, you're so domineering. I like it …"
Clap clap clap!
A sound that made one's body weak resounded around the canyon. Everyone looked up and saw a girl in revealing clothes. Her legs were as white as snow. She was clapping her hands gently. Her face was full of 'worship', as if she was Xia Jiulong's admirer.
Xia Jiulong's expression changed. He looked at the girl and his body trembled. He thought to himself, 'I didn't realize she was here when I was fighting the Son of Battle. Looks like she's improved a lot over the years.'
"Brother Jiulong, what's with your expression? Don't you welcome me? "the girl asked in a crisp voice.
Xia Jiulong took a deep breath. His mouth twitched and his iron fists slowly clenched. He didn't know what to say.
At this moment, a figure rushed over and stomped on the top of the mountain. Even the top of the mountain was shaken and shattered.
"F * ck, Senior Sister, can you wait for me? I'm so tired."
At this moment, a familiar voice echoed in the mountain. Lin Wutian and the others were overjoyed.
Ye Qinghan had arrived. His clothes were ragged. It was unknown how long he had run across several holy lands to catch up. He was only half an hour behind Fan Yin.
Huff!
Xia Jiulong exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and squeezed out a smile. "Junior Sister Fanyin, what brings you here?"
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