Long Yang's sudden surge caused Mo Han to lose his grip and flew backwards. He instantly lost his previous initiative and advantage, giving Long Yang a chance to counterattack.
Watching Long Yang break free from Mo Han's hands, Long Yang's nine personal guards breathed a long sigh of relief. While they were extremely fearful of Mo Han, they concentrated on dealing with their respective opponents, hoping to finish them off quickly.
, and then go together to surround and kill Mo Han.
Beidou Qingyun and the seven blood monks complained secretly, feeling extremely regretful. Nangong Guangrong was neither happy nor sad, and concentrated on dealing with the two enemies in front of him, hoping to resolve the battle as soon as possible.
Breaking free from Mo Han's grasp, Long Yang let out a loud groan, as if he was roaring, but also seemed to be rejoicing. This time, he did not rush down recklessly to fight with Mo Han physically, but kept floating in the air, spitting out another mouthful.
One breath of dragon breath, trying to kill Mo Han.
This was something Long Yang couldn't do. He had learned about the training system of the human race before, and generally they only specialized in one thing. Especially the human race like Mo Han who practiced top skills would only choose one of the paths.
There are no multiple choices. That is to say, the body refiner will not be too powerful on the path of Dharma cultivation, and the Dharma cultivator will not be too powerful on the path of Body Cultivation.
The real dragons have a unique advantage from birth, that is, every dragon is basically a genius in the cultivation of law, and the physical strength only needs to be practiced step by step. Long Yang is not a real dragon.
The qualifications for cultivating the law are not as good as those of the Dragon Clan, but they are not bad either.
Although he liked the feeling of crushing the enemy with the power of his body, at this time, his body was severely damaged, so he had to use spells that he didn't like.
Mo Han stood on the ground, his tall and straight body standing on the ground like a sea-fixing needle. He looked at Long Yang, who was hovering in the air, his body obviously inflexible due to fractures. He suddenly smiled. He didn't fly forward, and he wasn't prepared to think about Long Yang.
Instead of dragging it to the ground, he flipped his hands and took out the Tai Chi heavy sword from the Linglong Tower, facing Long Yang and spitting out the falling dragon's breath, which was a sword from far away.
Looking at Mo Han's child-like movements, Long Yang's bowl-sized eyes were suddenly startled. He didn't understand what Mo Han was going to do, but this did not hinder Long Yang's next move.
One breath after another of dragon's breath was spat out from Long Yang's mouth, and each mouthful of dragon's breath was extremely hot, like little suns falling from the sky one after another, trying to burn Mo Han clean.
Every bite of these dragon breaths contains the natal fire belonging to the Longyang Dragon Clan. The natal fire of the Dragon Clan is born with it. It is different from other natal fires. Even though Longyang is not a real dragon, this natal fire is
Fire is also a rare exotic fire. It is the best weapon refining material, but few people can obtain this kind of natal fire.
Because if the Dragon Clan dies, these natal fires will dissipate immediately. If the Dragon Clan is alive, these natal fires will lose their vitality instantly once they are obtained by others. Only the Dragon Clan itself can utilize and use it. It has nothing to do with cultivation or anything else. It is just born with it.
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Mo Han, who took out the Tai Chi heavy sword, originally planned to scatter all the dragon's breath, but when Mo Han felt the hot dragon's breath, Mo Han suddenly felt waves of throbbing in his body. This kind of throbbing
Moving is not fear, not fear, but desire.
Yes, it is desire.
Mo Han didn't know why he was able to practice the Emperor Dragon Art, but there was nothing belonging to the dragon clan in his body. This was also the reason why his physical strength had not been able to break through. At this time, he felt the dragon's breath spit out by Long Yang,
Although it is different from real dragon breath, it at least contains something belonging to the dragon family.
Therefore, when Mo Han's physical body feels it, he will naturally feel longing for it.
It was at this time that Mo Han finally felt the opportunity for his physical body to break through. This opportunity was to let the dragon's breath continuously burn his body, further refining and absorbing the dragon's breath in the dragon's breath.
Fortunately, Old Man Dugu was not here and Zijin Long was sleeping. Otherwise, he would have cursed Mo Han violently and wasted everything he had.
Feeling the desire from the physical body, Mo Han's eyes were filled with tears. He knew about his own situation. Every breakthrough would be accompanied by an earth-shattering reaction. The mere dragon's breath that Long Yang was spitting out would definitely not satisfy him.
needs, so he also needs to stimulate Long Yang and let Long Yang spit out more dragon breath.
After deciding on the strategy, the Tai Chi heavy sword in Mo Han's hand did not slash towards the dragon's breath, but towards Long Yang's body.
The sword qi that was not very powerful fell on Long Yang's body, but did not cause any harm to Long Yang. Even many of the sword qi could not even break Long Yang's dragon scales. Only those sword qi that landed on Long Yang's wounds,
It would cause Long Yang to feel pain, and as long as Long Yang pays a little attention, he can avoid these sword energies very well.
And Mo Han seemed to have been greatly injured in the physical fight just now. Standing on the ground at this time, it seemed that it was very difficult to move. He could only barely wave the Tai Chi heavy sword in a final struggle, and even many dragons
You can't dodge even if you take a breath.
"Long Yang, as a member of the Sacred Dragon Clan, do you only have the ability to fly in mid-air and spit? Don't you even have the ability to fight hand-to-hand with me?" Mo Han seemed helpless towards Long Yang and was very dissatisfied.
roared.
Long Yang, who had transformed into his true form, was not very bright in the first place. He had suffered great damage from a physical fight with Mo Han before. Now he saw that Mo Han could not do anything to his dragon breath. He was so complacent that he would not go down.
, but he breathed out the dragon's breath very hard, trying to kill Mo Han with the dragon's breath.
Mo Han, standing on the ground, calmly endured the baptism of dragon breath one after another. These dragon breaths had just landed on Mo Han, and the blazing high temperature instantly burned and corroded the surface of Mo Han's body, causing Mo Han's body to swell.
The skin and superficial flesh instantly lose their activity and directly turn into coke.
Mo Han bared his teeth in pain, scolding Long Yang in his mouth, and kept waving the Tai Chi heavy sword in his hand, slashing out sword energy one after another, giving Long Yang and everyone an illusion. But he himself was constantly in the body.
Running the Emperor Dragon Art, absorbing the breath of the dragon from the dragon's breath and the natal fire of Longyang, it is used to refine the body.
Time passed by, and Mo Han was still dodging in place, as if he was really afraid of the hot and corrosive power of the dragon's breath.
At the beginning, Beidou Qingyun Nangong Glory, who had been cheated by Mo Han, was still secretly worried about Mo Han. But as time went by, the two discovered that Mo Han seemed not to have been harmed in any way, but became more and more energetic and powerful.
, the easier the dodge steps become, the more casual the sword energy of the Tai Chi heavy sword in his hand is, and it even loses its accuracy.
It seemed to be a sign of exhaustion and fatigue, but the two people who had been deeply poisoned by Mo Han kept complaining about Mo Han in their hearts, saying that Mo Han was shameless, saying that Mo Han was unjust, and they could end the battle quickly.
They have to be dragged there without helping them.
The breath and power belonging to the dragon clan in the dragon's breath were continuously absorbed by Mo Han's body. At first, the dragon's breath could still fall on Mo Han before it gradually disappeared. Later, as soon as the dragon's breath came close to Mo Han's body, it was one meter away.
, disappeared in an instant, and there was no way it could land on Mo Han's body.
In the early stage, Long Yang was flying in mid-air and felt complacent when he saw Mo Han being burned and corroded by his dragon breath. But as time went by, even though Mo Han was overwhelmed by his dragon breath, Mo Han couldn't help but feel proud.
The breath of life still exists, showing no signs of disappearing or weakening.
Slowly, he realized something was wrong, because his dragon's breath could no longer be spit out and was close to drying up, but Mo Han below was still lively and full of energy.
"Stinky dragon, why don't you spit out the dragon's breath? Hurry up and spit out. I haven't finished taking a shower yet. Why don't you spit out?" Mo Han, who was concentrating on preparing for a physical breakthrough, suddenly felt the breath of the dragon.
After disappearing, I opened my eyes and found that Long Yang had stopped spitting out dragon breath, but was hovering in the sky with an angry face, staring at Mo Han with eyes as big as the mouth of a bowl, as if he wanted to eat Mo Han.
"You are trying to trick me again!" Long Yang roared angrily, losing his mind again, swooping down from mid-air, opening his bloody mouth, and trying to swallow Mo Han alive.
"Your Highness, no!"
After seeing Mo Han's monster, Long Yang's nine close confidants shouted at the same time, trying to stop Long Yang's actions, but it was already too late.
Because when Long Yang leaned down and rushed down, Mo Han also stood up from the ground and flew into Long Yang's bloody mouth.
"Hey! Another poor person who was tricked by Mo Han, no, Long Er!" Looking at Mo Han who took the initiative to get into Long Yang's mouth, Beidou Qingyun Nangong Guangrong and others stepped away at the same time, held their foreheads, and said
He looked at Long Yang with sympathy.
Long Yang's nine men saw that Beidou Qingyun and the eight men took the initiative to break away from the battle, and they had no intention of continuing to entangle them. Although deep down they wanted to kill the eight of them, even though they could kill the eight of them if they just spent a little more time.
However, when they thought of Long Yang's current state and how unusual Mo Han was, the nine people really didn't dare to delay and hurried over to help Long Yang.
After getting into Long Yang's mouth, Mo Han smoothly inserted the Tai Chi epee into Long Yang's mandible, inserting Long Yang's tongue and mandibular bone together. He sat down cross-legged and started to use the Emperor Dragon Jue.
Long Yang felt pain and let out a huge roar. Then he felt the power of the dragon ball at the junction of his head and body rapidly draining away.
"Insignificant human being, do you know? You are seeking death now. You have completely angered His Highness!" Long Yang's rough voice came from his throat, he opened his mouth, his whole body kept shaking, and he kept drooling.
It poured out, trying to drive Mo Han out of his mouth.