The timing of this attack was perfect. Even Yang Wu was caught off guard. Thankfully, he had extraordinary reflexes. In the instant that the attack was about to hit the back of his head, he quickly bent forward and dodged this fatal attack.
The opponent obviously wouldn't let Yang Wu go so easily. He continued to attack Yang Wu's vitals. There was no way he would let Yang Wu go.
Yang Wu's palms were still healing, so he couldn't counterattack. He activated his Ice Wing Blade without any hesitation and quickly charged toward the opponent.
Spurt!
The opponent didn't expect Yang Wu to have an invisible attack. He didn't even have a chance to react before his body was sliced in half.
Yang Wu turned around and saw that it was a foreign being. Thankfully, the opponent wasn't wearing any armor. Otherwise, his Ice Wing Blade wouldn't have been able to kill him so easily.
"Young Master, are you alright?" Little Man asked worriedly as she rushed over.
"I'm fine. How about you? Did they hurt you? "Yang Wu asked.
"Hehe, I chased them away," Little Man said with a smug smile.
Yang Wu laughed heartily. "Looks like I'll have to leave my safety to you in the future."
"Alright, I'll protect you for the rest of your life," Little Man said without any hesitation.
When Yang Wu had saved her in the Mountain Prison, she had already decided to be Yang Wu's servant for the rest of her life.
"Silly girl." Yang Wu said with a satisfied smile. To be able to have such a young girl who was completely considerate of him, he was incomparably proud and happy.
Yang Wu and Little Man didn't have time to chat. Some creatures had already seen Yang Wu obtain the Phoenix Feather Fan, so they obviously didn't want to miss it. Some of the Flame Corroding Demons charged toward Yang Wu.
The Little Man rushed forward and fought with the other party.
Yang Wu had been afraid that Little Man did not have enough combat experience, but after seeing the Little Man fight, he completely dispelled this doubt. The little man's combat experience was definitely not inferior to his own. He could not help but think to himself, Just how did Little Hei train Little Man? This girl must have suffered a lot.
Yang Wu didn't have the time to lament here. He cast his gaze elsewhere. He was most concerned about his family. Yang Yifan and Yang Manmi were both in a bitter battle. They were surrounded by many powerful creatures. He didn't hesitate to charge over. The Ice Wing Blade slashed out again, quickly ending the battle for the two of them.
Yang Wu also noticed the commotion on Song Qing's side. The battle was too intense, and many creatures didn't want to get close.
If it wasn't for the special terrain here, this place would have been completely destroyed by these forces.
Yang Wu didn't even think about it. He held the Phoenix Feather Fan and charged toward the battlefield.
At this time, the flesh on his palms had completely grown back. They were no different from when he was not injured. His recovery ability was too amazing.
"Song Daozhang, I'll help you." Yang Wu roared. He gathered his firepower on the Phoenix Feather Fan and fanned it toward Zhang Daolong and Ba Ben.
Zhang Daolong didn't know Yang Wu, but that didn't stop him from sensing that the fiery feather fan in Yang Wu's hand was different. The light of truefire was too obvious. It was a xiantian level weapon.
Ba Ben hated Yang Wu to the bone. He had been defeated by Yang Wu once, so he hated Yang Wu to the bone. Seeing that Yang Wu was holding a fan of truefire, he didn't dare be careless. He quickly rushed toward the Dragonspine Whip. He had to get it first.
Yang Wu thought that the Phoenix Feather Fan would be enough to destroy the two in front of him. But when he fanned, he found that the firepower had increased by a lot, but it was far from the effect he wanted. Zhang Daolong blocked it with his dragon arms and only pushed him back a few dozen feet.
Yang Wu frowned and fanned himself a few more times. Flames flew out like phoenixes, and the raging flames forced all living beings to stay away from them. Even Zhang Daolong dared not touch them. Yang Wu swung his arms continuously, and two True Dragons roared out and blocked most of the fire. He retreated a few steps, and a look of realization flashed in his eyes. He said, "You haven't refined the Innate Warrior Weapon, and you're in urgent need of it. Why don't you give it to me?"
Zhang Daolong didn't want to waste any more time. He used his heaven-defying talent to get the Dragonspine Whip as soon as possible.
"Saint Master Yang Wu, be careful of his dragon arms," Song Qing reminded Yang Wu.
True Dragon Arms!
Zhang Daolong poured all of his power into his arms, and dragon scales appeared on his arms. Two golden true dragons stood upright, and their domineering might was truly terrifying.
"Go!" Zhang Daolong's arm strength reached its peak, and he swung it out without hesitation. The two golden dragons tore through space and arrived in front of Yang Wu in an instant. They wanted to tear Yang Wu to pieces.
This was the true power of the True Dragon Arms. He hadn't used his full strength just now.
Such power could even kill a second-level Astral Saint.
Yang Wu quickly retreated and put away the Phoenix Feather Fan. He realized that the Phoenix Feather Fan couldn't be used by him yet. Just as Zhang Daolong said, he hadn't refined it yet. If he was in a hurry to use it, he wouldn't be able to unleash its full power. He could only use it after he refined it.
"You have the True Dragon Arms, but I also have the Barbaric God Arms!" Yang Wu purely wanted to clash head-on with Zhang Daolong and see for himself just how monstrous these top-notch geniuses were. The brute force in his arms was completely activated. His arms seemed to have grown in size as a boundless force gathered on his arms and met Zhang Daolong's force head-on.
Barbaric Dragon Fist.
Yang Wu's fist force seemed to have transformed into a barbaric dragon, and it collided with the opponent's golden dragon.
Rumble, rumble!
Different dragon-shaped Battle Qis kept colliding, and a lot of power splashed in all directions.
Yang Wu and Zhang Daolong didn't retreat. The two of them approached each other at the same time, and crazily attacked each other in close combat.
Zhang Daolong had cultivated a dragon-shaped Saint Body. Their Dragon Tiger Sect's "Dragon Tiger Saint Pill" could be said to be peerless. Moreover, he had soaked in the Dragon Marrow Pool and gone through all kinds of tempering. His physical body was comparable to a Saint's. It was reasonable for him to have such battle strength.
However, he was still inferior to Yang Wu. If Yang Wu had the Saint Dragon Body, then his could only be considered a fake Saint Dragon Body. There was still a gap between the two. His True Dragon Arms weren't necessarily stronger than Yang Wu's Barbaric God Arms. During the close combat, his arms were in great pain from Yang Wu's attacks. He felt as if he had encountered a mid-level Saint Level creature that was crushing all his talents.
Yang Wu was also surprised that Zhang Daolong had such a battle body. If he hadn't been tempered by the Dragon Fiend Qi, he definitely wouldn't be able to compete with Zhang Daolong. He exclaimed in his heart, "It seems that I can't underestimate the top-notch monsters of the various forces."
Just as Yang Wu was about to suppress Zhang Daolong in one go, Zhang Daolong's figure suddenly changed. He retreated quite a distance and asked Yang Wu, "Are you the Saint Master Yang Wu of the Apothecary Union?"
Yang Wu couldn't be bothered to reply. They were already fighting. How could he have time to chat with his opponent?
Just as he was about to pursue, Zhang Daolong formed a seal with both hands. An Ancient Rune Seal appeared in his hands. He said faintly, "I originally wanted to let you understand your defeat. Since you're in such a hurry, I'll suppress you first."
Zhang Daolong muttered for a while and threw out the Ancient Rune Seal in his hand.
Dragon Seal Town.
Suddenly, a beam of golden light flashed, and a lifelike real dragon appeared in the air, instantly grabbing at Yang Wunu.
The strength of this true dragon was too strong. Even a mid-level Saint Realm creature wouldn't be easy to deal with. Yang Wu didn't have that kind of fighting strength, so he was instantly smashed to the ground by the true dragon. The dragon talisman suppressed his internal organs, and blood gushed out of his body.
After using the Dragon Seal, Zhang Daolong's strength also weakened. He quickly swallowed a pill to recover his strength.
At this time, Song Qing and Ba Ben's battle had reached its climax. He couldn't spare any time to save Yang Wu. In his panic, he was injured by Ba Ben, and his opponent took the Dragonspine Whip first.
Fortunately, the Dragonspine Whip was protected by the dragon-shaped Battle Qi. Ba Ben couldn't take it immediately.
Song Qing couldn't care less about the Dragonspine Whip. He hurriedly attacked Zhang Daolong.
Zhang Daolong originally thought that Yang Wu would be killed by the Dragon Seal. However, he found that Yang Wu's vitality was extremely tenacious. His life force was still there, and he could resist to a certain extent. He couldn't help but increase the power of the Dragon Seal. He was determined to take down Yang Wu.
Song Qing also arrived. Both of them had exhausted a lot of their strength. If they wanted to determine the winner, they would have to fight with their lives on the line.
Zhang Daolong didn't want to fight with his life on the line. He still wanted the Dragonspine Whip.
Just as Song Qing was about to unleash his strongest sword technique to defeat Zhang Daolong, another prodigy from the Dragon Tiger Sect intervened. A tiger's roar reverberated through Song Qing's eardrums, causing them to bleed profusely.
"Senior Brother, I'm here to help you." The Dragon Tiger Sect's War Tiger, Su Buli, came.
Su Buli's strength was similar to Zhang Daolong's. Moreover, his battle strength was still at its peak. His arrival indeed put a lot of pressure on Song Qing.
"It seems like you guys are forcing me to kill you." Song Qing said faintly. The longsword in his hand was quickly replaced by another battle sword. It was a Saint Sword. Originally, he didn't want to use a Saint Sword. However, at this point, he had no choice but to use it.
Just as Song Qing was going all out to fight one against two, a demonic palm sneaked up on him from behind. Song Qing's reaction was still a little late. His back suffered a heavy blow. Zhang Daolong and Su Buli's attacks came again, causing him to spit out blood. His aura rapidly decreased.
Yang Wu saw with his own eyes that Song Qing was beaten to the point of spitting out blood by the three top geniuses. His life was in danger. A burst of anger surged from the bottom of his heart. The true dragon in his energy center roared continuously. The dragon pearl that had been polished to perfection was swallowed into its stomach. The true dragon's body grew rapidly, and its dragon aura soared into the sky. Thousands of rays of light shone in the sky. Even the Dragon Seal was forcefully sent flying.
"You guys are too much!"
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