At this time, most people thought that this battle of skills would probably end with the defeat of "Ancestor Huang"...
But Ah Huang was not afraid at all. While using his hands to fight against the huge colorful tiger claws in the sky, he laughed loudly and said: "Have you forgotten about us because you were shocked by this ancestor's Dharmakaya magical power?
You are the same as Taoist priests of talismans. You are as urgent as the law and order, and the magic sword rises!"
With his voice.
Whoosh!
A narrow ray of white light flew out of Ah Huang's body, carrying the same suffocating hot aura - it even contained a sharp meaning.
Flying around his body at high speed, it brought up a series of afterimages, as if countless white light strips wrapped Ah Huang in it. It was like a cold and scorching white sword energy tornado.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng's "Tiger Roaring Wind God's Command Blade" came to attack!
Countless half-moon-shaped wind blades that are one foot long are squeezed together in layers, covering the sky and the earth. Each wind blade can smash a solid concrete wall.
However, so many wind blades killed so many people at the same time, but they were all shattered by the "white tornado" surrounding Ah Huang.
The collision between the half-moon wind blade and the white tornado produced bursts of crunching sounds that made one's teeth ache and the ears ring. It was like the sound of countless pieces of steel being broken and crushed in a machine.
Some Longhushan disciples who were relatively close to the arena subconsciously covered their ears...with a slightly painful expression on their faces.
clang clang clang......
Swords clashed, and the sound of broken gold and iron continued.
Ah Huang was protected by the white tornado, and Zhang Yifeng's spells could not attack him at all. Therefore, he could concentrate on using his physical strength to fight against the "tiger palm" that was as huge as a house in mid-air.
"Impossible! How could this happen?"
Zhang Yifeng's pupils suddenly narrowed, unable to accept the scene in front of him.
He felt that even if Ah Huang cultivated the magical power of Dharmakaya, one of the seven great magical arts of Longhu Mountain, his physical body would be astonishingly strong and he could withstand the average Qi Lu Zhenren.
But human attention is limited!
If Ah Huang was focused on fighting the elder Chuan Gong, how could he have the energy to be distracted and cast spells to fight against himself?
Even if it is possible, it can't be so powerful, right? This has completely subverted Zhang Yifeng's three views...
In any case, the facts are before our eyes.
Ahhhhh!!!
Ah Huang suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, rolling sound waves came out of his mouth, and the muscles all over his body bulged - his whole body seemed to expand several times in an instant.
The looming white and red flames, set against the strong bronze muscles, looked very eye-catching and visually impactful. Some female disciples were a little embarrassed to see it, their faces flushed, their ears red, and their hearts beating fast... After all, Ah Huang has such a good figure!
"Emperor Fire Shenglong Fist!"
The muscles all over his body were squirming like a living creature. The white demon emperor fire and the red talisman fire on his body were entangled at the same time. They separated from the body and turned into a spiral pillar of flame. Wrapping Ahuang's body, he drove him into the sky.
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This... this is clearly the shape of a fire dragon! It shakes its head and tail, has sharp teeth, and is ferocious and ferocious. And Ah Huang is at the head of the white fire dragon - his fist has merged with the dragon's head condensed by flames.
For one.
Rumble...whoosh!
The scorching breath seemed to ignite the air, and the violent fists caused the air to explode like a bomb. Ah Huang soared into the sky, and the flames of the fists filled the air, shaking the world.
The house-sized colorful tiger palm was hit by Ah Huang's fierce and violent dragon-shaped fist. It immediately exploded into pieces and turned into countless mana fragments splattering everywhere, full of a violent beauty!
As soon as the tiger's palm was broken, the elder Chuan Gong not far away immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned pale, his steps staggered, and he was a little unsteady.
Ha ha!
Ah Huang laughed twice more, and suddenly fell to the ground from the air - the ground cracked, and a big crater appeared. He waved his hands casually, and shot out a series of talismans and incantations, manipulating his magic sword more exquisitely.
As a result, the white tornado suddenly expanded in a circle, crushing more half-moon-shaped wind blades... Finally, the arena became empty. All the aftermath of the spell disappeared.
All that was left was a mess, like a large area of ground that had been repeatedly rolled over by more than a dozen bulldozers, with potholes everywhere.
Elder Chuan Gong covered his chest with his hands and stood on the left side panting.
Zhang Yifeng also had beads of sweat on his forehead, standing on the right side.
Only Ahuang Yun was light and breezy, at least he didn't look very tired, and his strong bronze body shone with a metallic sheen.
Obviously, Ah Huang has the upper hand!
He was holding a white magic sword and standing in the center of the ring.
The magic sword is crystal white and has a warm luster. It doesn't look like metal. Instead, it looks like some kind of top-quality jade!
Of course, this is not jade, but a section of the spine left by the White Tiger Demon Emperor Fenshanjun during his lifetime - it was also the "Tao bone" that once contained the most power of the Demon Emperor.
Later, the master of Longhu Mountain refined Ah Huang's magic sword. During this period of time, Ah Huang continued to use and adjust it. He has mastered some of the techniques of using this "Demon Emperor Dao Bone Magic Sword" very proficiently.
!
Zhang Yifeng looked at the white magic sword in Ah Huang's hand and said in a deep voice: "Earth-level high-level magic weapon?"
Ah Huang shook his head slightly: "Not quite yet. To be precise, it is currently at the mid-level prefecture level. However, there is the possibility of further strengthening in the future."
Low exclamations broke out again from the crowd of onlookers...
Magical weapons are divided into four major levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Earth-level magic weapons are already very rare! What’s more, mid-level Earth-level magic weapons?
"Be careful, I'm going to continue to attack!"
Ah Huang's voice was awe-inspiring, and he attacked Elder Chuan Gong and Zhang Yifeng at the same time.
I saw him waving the white magic sword with his right hand, and a huge sword sword flew out of the tip of the sword, turning into the form of a tiger! It ran in the void, roared, and made pounce and hunting movements. Sometimes it was a tiger, sometimes it was a tiger, and sometimes it was a tiger.
It's a sword.
What's going on?!
The Longhushan disciples who were watching continued to be confused.
One of the people with a higher cultivation level pinched his chin: "Isn't Old Ancestor Huang a disciple of the Dragon Hall? Logically speaking, the mana condensed form should be in the shape of a dragon, but why is it a tiger? Could it be that he cultivates both dragon and tiger, and is from the Tiger Hall?
The magic has also reached an extremely high level?"
The person next to him shook his head: "Unlikely. Otherwise, there should have been many Hutang spells just now. What's more, before reaching the realm of Qi Lu Zhenren, it is very difficult to practice both dragon and tiger cultivation. Not only do they conflict with each other, but the cultivation speed is extremely fast.