"Pfft!" This was already the fifth time Zhao Yun spat out blood. Due to the difference in cultivation base, Zhao Yun was gradually at a disadvantage in the exchange of blows.
Long Yi's speed was too fast, so fast that the sword aura emitted by the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword could not even touch his body. Long Yi's demonic power was too strong, so strong that even double the Yin Breath could not slightly resist the majestic palm wind.
However, Zhao Yun was not discouraged. He believed that he would eventually have a chance to win. "When I faced Luo Tianjun, I couldn't even withstand a single blow from him, yet I still dared to attack him with my sword. Although Long Yi's cultivation is slightly higher than mine, we've been locked in a stalemate for a long time and I still haven't been completely defeated. What reason do I have to give up?
The sword tip sent out another green lotus. The wind was vast and mighty, dancing with a firm belief. It was a proud and aloof person. Everyone's condemnation could not ruin its unique magnificence.
"What a beautiful sword move." Long Yi could not help but praise, "I can't help but make a fool of myself." Full of demonic power, he pushed his palms forward, sending out two king auras that filled the universe, "Spring for All Things."
The vast Dragon Emperor Mountain suddenly turned into a magnificent garden covered in green grass. The vines were affectionate, and the flowers were caring. They constantly sent out wisps of fragrant wind, which suddenly entangled the lotus sword shadow that was flying over.
The slender lotus flower was entangled by the green wind. It was like water meeting a dam, like sand meeting a tree. It could not move forward at all.
Zhao Yun was not alarmed. He wanted to condense the Lotus Sword Breeze again. Who knew that with a thought, the vines and flowers climbed onto the sword's hilt and blade, firmly binding it and making it unable to move. At the same time, under Zhao Yun's feet, the grass quietly grew, like a gentle and slender hand brushing past. In an instant, it had already climbed from Zhao Yun's feet to his thighs and tightly wrapped around him. It was even more passionate than a lover.
"Jade Fire Vital Energy, Spiritual Use!"
With a furious shout, the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword's body suddenly ignited with jade green flames. In an instant, the flames soared into the sky, burning the vines on the sword into ashes. The grass on the ground was attracted by a strange force, continuously squeezing out a green brilliance, which surged into the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword bit by bit.
"Oh?" Long Yi praised in amazement, "Your zhenqi should belong to the Yin lineage, that's why your sword is constantly emitting cold and gloomy air. I didn't expect it to be able to emit such a pure True Fire and even use my Demonic Qi for its own use. This is really an eye-opener for me. "
Zhao Yun's Four Symbols True Qi was formed by the fusion of ice, fire, yin, and yang. It could be said to be the most profound type of True Qi in Immortal Grove. Especially the healing ability. Although the recovery speed could not be compared to the recovery speed of the Life Breath Incantation, it could absorb various forms of True Qi and maintain the clear name of the Sea of Consciousness. Its effect was comparable to that of a panacea. It was precisely because of the Four Symbols Vital Energy that Zhao Yun's body, which had been on the verge of death time and time again, was able to recover to its original state and continuously strengthen.
Just now, in a moment of desperation, Zhao Yun suddenly had an inspiration. She immediately split out the Jade Fire Genuine Qi from the Four Symbols Genuine Qi. Not only did it solve the current situation, but it also absorbed part of the Primordial Dragon God's demonic power to replenish the Genuine Qi that had been consumed. Finally, she managed to turn the situation around a little.
Hu Lan was overjoyed and cheered in a low voice, "Brother Yun, you're awesome!"
However, Long Yi suddenly asked loudly, "Mirage, how many moves did I exchange with Zhao Yun?"
Mirage said, "Commander and Zhao Yun exchanged a total of 23 moves. Eight of the Grand Commander's attacks were his main attacks, while 14 of them were his opponents. "
Long Yi nodded. While dodging Zhao Yun's sword wind that came rapidly, he said with a smile, "Unknowingly, I actually used 8 moves. It's enough to show the brilliance of your swordsmanship. But as the saying goes, you can't surpass 9 moves. Although I pity you for not becoming a talent, I can only kill you with this ninth move. "
Zhao Yun gritted her teeth and said, "Who needs your pity? If you have any other skills, just use them."
Long Yi's left palm carried a golden light while his right palm condensed a green shadow. He raised the Primordial Divine Dragon Formula to 100%. His entire body was covered with a fierce murderous aura from hundreds of battles on the battlefield. It was the strongest move of the Imperial Dragon Palm, "Combination of Hardness and Gentleness!" This move fused the essence of Long Yi's life's martial arts, and also contained Long Yi's experience in governing the border and the people. Its domineering aura overflowed, the aura of a king was clear, the extreme edge could destroy the hard, and the soft aura chased after the heart. Its power was truly boundless.
Zhao Yun suddenly felt her divine sense being oppressed by an inexplicable majestic power. She had a splitting headache. She also saw the golden light and green shadow covering the universe with great momentum. She knew that Long Yi's move was the ultimate fight. She also had the courage to cut off all means of retreat and decided to use this move to decide life and death.
"Senior Martial Brother, I will definitely avenge you!"
Zhao Yun glanced at Hu Qing and Hu Lan from the corner of her eyes. She sighed apologetically in her divine sense. Then, she focused her mind. Only the anger of hatred and the pure sword intent were left in her mind.
The sword danced wildly and the dragon's roar shook the sky. The mighty divine sword soared into the sky. It was a sword move that was in the realm of being and not being. It opened a new chapter of the way of the sword, "A sword is as wild as this life!"
The extremely hot and emotional sword intent wanted to avenge Senior Martial Brother regardless of life and death. It wanted to win regardless of whether it was strong or weak.
The extremely cold and unbeing sword move was blessed with the soul. It could only be judged by one sword move in life.
"Boom!"
Both Long Yi and Zhao Yun's ultimate moves collided violently under the gazes of the three spectators who were holding their breaths. In a split second, light and shadow were released, True Power collapsed, the Dragon Emperor Mountain that had stood for ten thousand years could not withstand the power of the shock, and suddenly split into two halves. Countless rocks flew in all directions, still in panic.
A bottomless crack appeared under everyone's feet, but no one cared about what was beneath their feet. Hu Qing, Hu Lan, and Mirage looked at the intertwining light and shadow in the sky at the same time, trying to see who would win and who would lose.
"Zhao Yun, you lost! Is this your limit? It's a pity that you can't avenge your Senior Martial Brother. "
A vigorous laughter resounded in the sky. Mirage's old face was like a withered tree returning to spring. It was full of light.
Hu Qing and Hu Lan's faces immediately turned pale and weak. Tears flowed out of their eyes, "Langjun!"
The light dispersed and the air mass dissipated. Zhao Yun was seen leaning on the mighty divine sword and half-kneeling on the craggy rock. Large amounts of blood surged out of his mouth and instantly dyed the lonely ground red.
"Congratulations, Great Commander! This battle was really beautiful! "Mirage soared into the sky and smiled at Long Yi.
No matter who it was, being able to defeat an opponent like Zhao Yun was something worth writing about.
Hu Qing and Hu Lan hurriedly rushed to Zhao Yun's side and reached out to wipe away his blood. However, the blood that kept flowing out couldn't be wiped dry.
"Langjun, Langjun!"
His anxious call only brought back Zhao Yun's blank eyes and the red tears in his eyes.
Zhao Yun cried!
"Brother Yun, are you okay? Don't scare me! "Hu Lan's cries echoed between heaven and earth, symbolizing the fall of an invincible hero.
Long Yi floated majestically in the air and looked at Zhao Yun thoughtfully. Suddenly, he smiled inexplicably and opened his mouth, "Actually???"
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