1198: C1198 He Saw Yun Ao Again

C1198 He Saw Yun Ao Again

"What kind of weird move is this? Why can you burn my Cloud Sky Power?" Yun Long immediately cried out in shock. Because when he tried to continue transferring the Dou Qi in his body into his fist... However, he discovered that no matter how many Spiritual Force wrapped around his fist, they would all be burnt to ashes by the flames.

In his shock, Yun Long no longer had the high spirits he had when he attacked Yang Xuan. Instead, he recalled the last time he fought Yang Xuan, when he was almost turned into a hornet's nest by Yang Xuan's Sword Qi. His face couldn't help but turn pale, and the thought of begging for mercy emerged in his mind.

However, the thousands of Cloud Heaven Sect disciples were all staring at Yun Long, making it impossible for him to speak. He suddenly shouted out loudly, and the milky white Gang Qi on his fist became denser and denser. He leaned forward, planning to fight Yang Xuan to the death.

But right after that, his movements came to a halt.

"Now, do you still think you can teach me on behalf of my master?" Yang Xuan grinned hideously, and a strange posture appeared between the two of them.

Yun Long's fist was still an inch away from Yang Xuan, but the Black Dragon Horn in Yang Xuan's hand had already reacted and was pressed against Yun Long's chest. As long as Yun Long moved an inch forward, the Black Dragon Horn would pierce into his body.

Yun Long finally lost his mind under Yang Xuan's provocation and angrily shouted, "I want you to die!" Immediately after, he continued to charge forward. His fist was already close to Yang Xuan's face. As long as this fist landed on Yang Xuan's face, it would be enough to blow Yang Xuan's head off.

The surrounding people could not help but exclaim, because Yun Long had made a bold and decisive decision at this moment. Although his body leaned forward, he didn't directly hit Yang Xuan's Black Dragon Horn. Instead, his body leaned sideways, allowing the tip of the sword to pierce into his flesh. However, the angle was tilted.

The Black Dragon Horn left a two-inch wound on his chest, but because his body was slanted, so the tip of the sword didn't touch his heart. In the next moment, his fist landed on Yang Xuan's face.

The force of the punch exploded, causing Yang Xuan's upper body to tilt backwards. However, the force of the punch was too great, causing him to take two steps back and fall to the ground.

The Black Dragon Horn in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang.

"Hu... Hu... Hu..." Yun Long stood where he was, breathing heavily. The wound on his chest was shocking. His flesh and blood were all turned over, even though Yang Xuan's sword did not pierce into his heart. It allowed him to hold onto his life, but only he himself knew... The tip of the sword had cut across his heart. If he moved a little bit further... His heart would have been damaged because of this.

"Now, I win." CloudDragon whispered excitedly, a smile gradually appearing on his face.

Yang Xuan sat down on the ground, unmoving for a long time. His eyes were tightly shut, and his face was full of scars. His nose was broken, and his nose was bleeding.

Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Xuan once again. They wanted to see if this person, who had once pulled Yun Long down to the brink of death, could still create a miracle this time.

Of course, Yun Long's eyes also fell on Yang Xuan. Suddenly, he picked up the Black Dragon Horn that Yang Xuan had dropped on the ground and walked towards Yang Xuan.

Behind Yang Xuan, Lingying was still quietly looking at Yang Xuan without any change in her gaze. However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Xuan and Yun Long. No one noticed Lingying's expression.

Yun Long had already walked in front of Yang Xuan. He raised the Black Dragon Horn in his hand. He was worried that Yang Xuan would not die from this punch, so he wanted to make a move.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan, who had originally been silent, jumped up from the ground. He arrived in front of Yun Long at lightning speed. One of his hands landed on Yun Long's arm that was holding the Black Dragon Horn. He exerted force with his palm and everyone could only hear a 'kacha' sound. His arm was broken into a frightening angle.

Another heart-wrenching scream was heard. This time, CloudDragon was unable to resist at all.

"Go to hell!" Yang Xuan shouted in a low voice. A vicious elbow strike hit Yun Long's chest. In an instant, his chest caved in and a burst of blood came out from his mouth.

Yun Long was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He fell to the ground with his chest still rising and falling. However, in between the ups and downs, one could clearly see that his ribs were slowly being propped up again. And at the concave area of his chest, there was a rich milky white Spiritual Force revolving around it.

Yang Xuan looked at Yun Long with a stern gaze and raised his leg. His foot was aimed at Yun Long's chest, and it landed heavily. However... Just as his foot was halfway down... He suddenly stopped and retracted his raised foot. The tip of his foot lightly tapped the ground, and he took a few steps back.

In the next moment, a white Sword Qi flew out from the crowd. It flew past where Yang Xuan's foot was and hit the ground heavily. A large part of the hard iron wood floor was silently cut off.

Yang Xuan's pupils shrank. If he had been too slow, his leg would have been cut off by the Sword Qi. After recovering from his shock, Yang Xuan finally saw who the man who swung the Sword Qi just now was.

"Little brat surnamed Yang, I think you are tired of living. How dare you come back and act rashly?" One. A man in white walked out from the crowd, his eyes red. He was breathing heavily, and when he looked at Yang Xuan, his body was overflowing with killing intent.

Of course, Yang Xuan knew this man. He was the Sect Master of the Cloud Heaven Sect, Yun Ao. However, before he left the Cloud Heaven Sect, Yun Ao's strength had been sealed by Lingying. The time limit of the seal was two years, but now, it was less than half a year. The seal on Yun Ao's body had been broken, and his strength was comparable to half a year ago. He had actually made some progress.

However...

Yang Xuan looked at Yun Ao and frowned strangely. The Qi emitted from Yun Ao's body was very powerful, but within this Qi... Yang Xuan could faintly feel that something was amiss. He couldn't explain this feeling, but it was very strange. It was as if the strength in his body had been forcefully stuffed into his body, although it was very similar to the cultivation technique he was cultivating. There were always some areas that were different.

Only now did Yang Xuan come back to his senses. He recalled Yun Long's aura just now. He suddenly realized that Yun Long also gave off the same feeling. It was just that Yun Long's strength was too weak, so this sudden feeling was not obvious. Yang Xuan did not notice.0

However, just as Yang Xuan was in a daze, * Hong Long...... * Yang Xuan's expression suddenly changed. Half a year ago, Yang Xuan had fought with Yun Long. In addition, Yang Xuan's strength had improved, which was why Yang Xuan's mind was much more relaxed.

However, when he regained his senses, he realized that the power of the Sword Qi was not something Yang Xuan could defend against.

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