Beast

The overlord of purgatory is a divine beast.

Descendants of mythical beasts with excellent qualifications have an outstanding status.

Obviously, Ao Shuang, the descendant of the five-clawed golden dragon, is among these.

Except for Dan Ye, almost all the monks present thought that Yang Qing would not, or did not dare, take the initiative to attack Ao Shuang.

Maybe some monks thought he would do this, but it must be the reason why Yang Qing was forced to do so.

In this regard, Yang Qing did feel slightly embarrassed and hesitant.

However, anger was already welling up in his heart, and he saw the joy and expectation in Dan Yefeng's eyes. He could feel Dan Ye's mood, and knew that Dan Ye expected him to do this, and did not let him kill him.

Killing Ao Shuang was to make Yang Qing stand up for her.

The relationship with Dan Ye has already been through the window. Although there is no clear expression, their respective intentions could not be more obvious.

With all the help Dan Ye had received before, how could he just watch Dan Ye being wronged and ignore it.

If he didn't dare to ask about this matter, Yang Qing didn't know what the point of practicing like this would be.

If you want to live forever, you might as well turn into a stone.

The strange-looking Yang Qing had a smile on his lips, and he had already decided in his heart that he would not only attack the descendant of the five-clawed golden dragon for Danye, but also do his best to do it.

He could sense that the descendant of the five-clawed golden dragon was stronger than the descendant of the golden dragon he had killed. He also had many treasures and secret techniques at his disposal. He was definitely no match for him, but he had to seize the opportunity and the means with one strike.

Let's take advantage first and then talk about it.

His face was covered with gray scales, and the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed awe-inspiring to other monks, but Dan Ye thought it was warm.

"Boom!"

The severely damaged scale wings vibrated angrily. As the air vibrated and roared, a bloody gray massacre appeared in his hand.

The blood-grey color is slightly bright, with a faint sound of 'clang, clatter!'

The aura, qualifications, chill, and strength are blended together, and Kuang Tu has the power to kill all elements.

Although Yang Qing didn't say anything, his meaning was undoubtedly clear.

The monks present were greatly surprised and had different expressions. They thought he would hesitate and struggle for a long time before making a decision. Unexpectedly, he was so arbitrary. Some of the monks sighed in their hearts. Whether they do it or not, it is wrong. Maybe this is also the right choice. The meaning is

Juejue either considered this before coming, or was reckless in the moment, or had a clear intention, but did not know the situation of the fight. Most likely, he would deliberately show weakness. Try not to let Dan Ye down, and try his best not to let Ao Shuang hold a grudge.

"Haha, little bastard, if you want to be in the limelight, you should consider your own weight. Just one sentence from the beautiful fairy will send you to death, stupid!"

Ao Shuang's expression suddenly turned cold, as if a high-ranking prince was provoked by a beggar. He laughed angrily. Fang Tian put away his halberd and stopped attacking Dan Ye. He glared at Dan Ye who was speeding towards him.

At this moment, Dan Ye clearly saw Yang Qing's damaged scale wings and his war fur full of cracks. He couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart. Fengyan's anger and murderous intent suddenly rose.

Before, she only thought about letting Yang Qing stand up for her, without thinking too much.

At this moment, she secretly couldn't help but worry and regret. When she met Yang Qing, both of them were in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness realm. Now, they are only more than a hundred years old, and Yang Qing is even more lacking in cultivation resources. Even though he has the spirit and qualifications to kill, he is a physical practitioner and lacks the means.

, how strong can the strength be, and Ao Shuang, the descendant of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, has excellent qualifications and is never short of various training resources. Fang Tian's Painted Halberd is a very powerful magic weapon, and his level is higher than that of Yang Qing.

, how can he compete.

Worried and regretful in his heart, he pursed his thin emerald lips tightly. Once Yang Qing was at a disadvantage, he immediately attacked Ao Shuang together with him to prevent his injuries from increasing.

As for the shame of two-on-one training, she no longer cared about it.

"Boom!"

Yang Qing flashed past Danye.

After a short conversation with the spiritual consciousness, they directly attacked Ao Shuang, the descendant of the five-clawed golden dragon.

Ao Shuang's face turned stern, and he shouted, "Seek death!" He shook the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, and the golden light rose sharply.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Tian's painted halberd, which looked like a divine weapon, struck straight at him.

Like a golden thunder falling from the sky, the air screamed and was torn to pieces.

Faced with such a violent blow, Yang Qing remained unmoved. He did not use his strongest attack, the Sky-Breaking Slash, to resist, but used his combat skills to take over. He knew that he was not Ao Shuang's opponent.

You have to use tricks, you have to trade some injuries for a short-term advantage to gain a short-term advantage.

The body suddenly stood upright, and the blood-gray air-splitting slash came out horizontally.

Seeing this scene, some monks secretly thought that this was indeed the case.

Dan Ye's expression changed slightly. If he intercepted like this, he would definitely be injured. How could he do this?

"Bang ding!"

The golden Fangtian painted halberd and the bloody gray Kuangtu clashed together, causing a loud and earth-shattering sound.

Yang Qing's galloping figure came to an abrupt stop, and his body shook as if he had hit an invisible but indestructible wall.

The angry scale wings hit the surging air waves, preventing the body from retreating.

As soon as Fang Tian's painted halberd struck Fang, the outer layer of golden light exploded as if it was broken into pieces. The golden light burst out and enveloped Yang Qing's figure.

"Click!"

The scale wings, scale tail, and gray scales suddenly show dense cracks.

Especially the relatively fragile gray scales were broken into pieces, and the bulging left forearm already looked bloody and bloody, as if the gray scales were first shattered and then peeled off.

Fang Tian Hua Ji is Ao Shuang's natal magic weapon. It is very powerful and possesses a power that should not be possessed by magic weapons - the power of tearing.

Most of the attack powers that monks generally understand and use in the Dingling realm are sharpness, impact, cold and heat, tenacity, hardness, winding power, etc. Because they are on the edge of Taoism and are mostly expressed in form, the attack power is not considered tyrannical.

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The attack power comprehended and used by Reality Realm has increased dramatically, but it has not changed or degenerated much.

When waiting for the Tongxuan realm, the power of these attacks will not only continue to increase, but will also transform into tearing and concussive forces. For example, the Broken Gold Wuya Formation is a Tongxuan realm fire that has the power to tear and enter the formation.

The attack performed by the crane is extremely hot with concussive power.

Of course, tearing and concussion are only some of the attack powers commonly used in the Tongxuan realm. Due to different cultivation methods, there will be many changes, but it is rare for magic weapons to have it.

Ao Shuang's Fangtian Painted Halberd has the power to tear, due to its strange and powerful material.

It didn't hit Yang Qing directly, but it still injured him.

Ao Shuang's sarcasm was intense.

However, injuries suddenly appeared all over his body, and severe pain hit him. Yang Qing didn't even frown. His left forearm suddenly swelled a little again, and then he suddenly hit Kuang Tu's blade.

"clang!"

The violent force was released, and Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was nearly four feet long, suddenly shook away.

Combat skills are top notch. Accumulate the attacks you take and convert them into your own attacks.

With injuries all over his body, he resolved a blow from Fang Tian's painted halberd. This is what Yang Qing was waiting for. After experiencing many fights that did not allow for any gaps, his fighting instinct became stronger. He tilted his body without hesitation.

.The blood-grey Kuang Tu is already pinned to his waist.

"Whoosh!"

Split the air and strike out.

The blood-gray sword light suddenly appeared. Yang Qing's figure stagnated, leaving a shadow in the distance, and his figure quickly flashed across a distance of ten feet.

At this time, Ao Shuang's expression changed slightly, but the bloody sword light was too fast. It was too late to move Fang Tian's painted halberd to avoid the blood-gray sword light. The other monks who were watching the fight here were either nervous or suddenly confused.

, or have difficulty being confident.

Such a fighting style, a fierce attack!

"bite!"

The blood-gray sword flashed and struck the middle part of Fang Tian's painted halberd.

Fang Tian Hua Ji had just finished his attack and had not yet prepared an attack. He trembled violently after being exposed to such a combat skill. Even though he was strong and had no trace of the blood-gray sword light, he almost escaped, driving Ao Shuang along.

His figure swayed.

Yang Qing was waiting for this opportunity, how could he miss it.

Regardless of the astonished eyes of others, the damaged scaled wings fluttered angrily, and once again bullied the people nearby, a roar of dragons and tigers suddenly sounded like muffled thunder rolling, and like thunder exploding.

"Ouch..."

Like thunder, it struck directly at the head of Ao Shuang, the descendant of the five-clawed golden dragon.

"Buzz...", with a slight trembling sound, a faint golden light appeared in front of Ao Shuang's face, which completely offset the power of the dragon's roar and tiger's roar sound attack.

However, Yang Qing's attack is not over yet.

The red pupils seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, and his eyes were fixed on Ao Shuang.

At this moment, the distance between him and Ao Shuang was only a few feet.

"Zheng!"

Chilling sound attack!

Such an attack directly enveloped Ao Shuang.

In an instant, Ao Shuang's consciousness within about two feet was wiped out, and the once faint golden light reappeared, tightly wrapping Ao Shuang's figure of about three feet, and faint fluctuations appeared.

Yang Qing's expression did not change, and when the blood-grey and slightly bright sword slashed the golden light on Ao Shuang's neck, he suddenly retreated.

Ao Shuang's eyes suddenly wrinkled, and his burly figure involuntarily shuddered and flew backwards, appearing vulnerable, and a trace of horror flashed across his eyes.

He was so attacked that he staggered back and was thrown away!

When he was about to attack Yang Qing again, he found that the opponent was galloping towards Dan Ye.

I could only hear Dan Ye's cold and disdainful voice, saying, "I know, your magic weapon is just stronger, there is nothing to be proud of!", then, a green light flashed, and Yang Qing headed towards the Jinxing place.

Speeding away outside.

"court death!"

Being hit by Yang Qing in such a series, he felt extremely humiliated. He was so angry that he threw Fang Tian's halberd and chased away.

"Strong!" Not only did he dare to attack Ao Shuang, the descendant of the five-clawed golden dragon, but he also attacked several times in one go, shocking the monks present. They couldn't help but think this, even though there are many monks here who are stronger than Yang Qing.

, but few monks can match his fierce attacks. Even the monks who want to kill him have to admit Yang Qing's ruthlessness and toughness.

Ao Shuang, the descendant of the five-clawed golden dragon, was unable to fight back with a series of strikes!

As tough as a mad wolf!

"bite!"

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Yang Qing and Dan Ye were both faster than Ao Shuang. After several exchanges, Ao Shuang knew that he could not pursue him. Even if he pursued him, he would be even more embarrassed by Yang Qing and Dan Ye's combined attacks, and it would be difficult to save his face.

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"You...are okay!"

Dan Ye bit her thin lips lightly and asked guiltily.

Even though Yang Qing's attack made her lose face and let out the frustration in her heart today, the price was that Yang Qing was injured.

Yang Qing galloped at full speed, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's okay, I'm just slightly injured." In fact, he was seriously injured in the brief exchange just now, including his face, the gray scales were seriously damaged, and the scale wings seemed to be falling apart.

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Also, it was very painful to fight against Fang Tian's painted halberd's attack with the best combat skills. Even though his aura, aptitude, chill and strength were combined, he still couldn't eliminate the tearing power of the attack, and the muscles all over his body were like being stabbed by a knife

Generally speaking, even if the transformed attack does not flow through the internal organs, it will still be injured.

If the blood-suppressing breath hadn't spread throughout his body, he might not have been able to withstand the blows of Fang Tian's painted halberd and would have been broken by even the best of his combat skills.

Yang Qing did not have the strength to kill Ao Shuang. Presumably any monk present, including the perfected Fire Crane and the golden dragon, could not kill him. In order to prevent unexpected events, he could only evacuate quickly. Once a certain monk came at any cost,

If you attack him, he may be damaged there.

Even though he was escaping, Ao Shuang was unable to resist five consecutive blows and had already saved Dan Ye's face. (To be continued...)