Chapter 128: Suppressing the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon Again
The rich dragon energy transformed into a dragon claw with a radius of 100 meters, grabbing towards Lu Yi.
The dragon scales on the dragon claws are clearly visible, and there are traces of real dragon patterns flowing and flashing, which are very clear.
The terrifying force caused the surrounding space to distort. The dragon's claws swept across the sky, as if across the water, causing ripples to vibrate continuously.
The power of this strike alone exceeded that of the last strike of the Dragon Claw by the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon when he was at the Golden Core stage.
Clang! A clear sword sound resounded through the heaven and earth, and golden sword light condensed around Lu Yi. A hundred-meter sword light shot up into the sky and crossed the dragon claw.
The sound of metal clashing was heard, cracks appeared on the dragon claws, and the golden sword light dimmed a little.
Afterwards, continuous sword sounds were heard, and golden sword lights appeared in front of Lu Yi. Dense sword lights of a hundred meters surrounded Lu Yi's body and rushed towards the dragon claw.
Almost in an instant, the sword light chopped the dragon claw into powder.
Lu Yi smiled at the Holy Son of Tianlong: "This kind of test is unnecessary, right?"
The eyes of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon were cold, and the blood and energy in his body circulated more violently. He shouted: "Tianlong Transformation!"
Mysterious dragon patterns appeared around the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon, and eventually condensed into golden dragon scales on the surface of his body.
Dragon scales covered his body, like golden battle armor, causing the aura of the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon to surge.
He stepped on the void, creating ripples in the air, and his body turned into a stream of light, disappearing from the spot in an instant.
The next moment, the Holy Son of Tianlong appeared behind Lu Yi, and his right leg was like a long whip, lashing towards Lu Yi.
Just when the right leg was about to touch Lu Yi's head, a golden sword curtain condensed and blocked the legs of the Holy Son of Tianlong.
boom!!
A roar sounded, and another golden sword light condensed. The hundred-meter-long sword light carried an extremely sharp aura and shot towards the Son of Tianlong.
The Holy Son of Tianlong roared like a dragon, clenched his right fist, and golden dragon energy wrapped around his fist, and he struck directly towards the golden sword light.
boom!!
A roar sounded, and the golden sword light turned into points of light and shattered. The majestic body of the Holy Son of Tianlong was like a young dragon, with strands of dragon energy flowing, rushing towards Lu Yi.
"Lu Yi! You will lose today!" The Holy Son of Tianlong was fierce and fearless. He shouted with the belief that he was invincible, trying to undermine Lu Yi's confidence.
Lu Yi just smiled lightly. As he stepped into the void, sword lights condensed around him one after another. The dense sword lights shot towards the Son of Tianlong like a storm.
The Holy Son of Tianlong roared continuously, and every punch and kick carried a terrifying force that was enough to destroy mountains and break peaks, shattering the sword light again and again.
But the sword light seemed endless. Every time the Holy Son of Tianlong shattered one, a second and a third would appear.
In the sky, the Holy Son of Tianlong faced the tidal wave of golden sword energy and could hardly get close to Lu Yi.
On the contrary, with the continuous collisions, the steps of the Holy Son of Tianlong began to retreat step by step.
Lu Yi stood in the distance with a calm expression.
Lu Yi broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, but he used eight Dao Jades. With such a foundation, how could the Son of Heavenly Dragon be able to match him? Every time the two of them improved, the gap would only get bigger and bigger.
This time, Lu Yi felt more relaxed facing the Holy Son of Tianlong than last time.
However, Lu Yi took into consideration what Senior Sister Ruyu had said before, that the Holy Son of Tianlong was being cultivated with all his strength by the immortal behind the Tianlong Holy Land.
If he exerted too much power and directly crushed the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon, it might cause him to have a mental breakdown. If he had no hope of becoming an immortal at that time, the immortal would blame him, and he would be in trouble.
Moreover, the reward given by the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon who is now in the Nascent Soul stage is five drops of Heavenly Dragon's blood essence. He is a very good sparring partner for Lu Yi. Lu Yi is really afraid that he will accidentally beat him and make him lose confidence.
Therefore, Lu Yi controlled his strength very well and did not use any special skills or spells. He just used the simplest sword technique to fight the enemy.
Even so, just by using the sword field, the strength displayed by Lu Yi still surpassed that of the Holy Son of Tianlong.
When the cultivators below saw the golden swords in the sky suppressing the Holy Son of Tianlong who was surrounded by dragon energy, their faces changed slightly and they began to talk about it.
"The Holy Son of Tianlong was actually suppressed. Lu Yi's sword domain is too powerful. He just stood there, and the Holy Son of Tianlong couldn't even get close to him."
"The Holy Son of Tianlong is incredibly powerful, and is almost invincible among the younger generation, but now he is being suppressed. He is indeed a natural swordsman, and his domain is still strong."
The eyes of the saint sons and daughters of the holy land and immortal sect were flashing at this moment. Their expressions remained calm, but there were waves in their hearts.
Lu Yi suppressed the Holy Son of Tianlong so easily. He is definitely a formidable enemy of the younger generation in the entire Eastern Region. At this stage, I am afraid that no Holy Son or Holy Maiden dares to confront him directly.
Seeing that he couldn't get close to Lu Yi, the Holy Son of Tianlong turned cold and shouted again: "Tianlong Second Transformation!!"
A loud dragon roar resounded through heaven and earth. The body of the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon swelled a little, reaching three meters in height. There were more golden scales on his skin, and even a pair of real dragon horns grew on his forehead, like a human-shaped real dragon. His aura also increased greatly.
Seeing this, many monks widened their eyes in shock.
"The second level of Heavenly Dragon Transformation?! This Heavenly Dragon Saint is indeed a peerless genius. He has actually cultivated the second level of transformation in the Nascent Soul stage."
"Yes, it's hard to imagine. Those who can practice the second level of the Tianlong Transformation in the Tianlong Holy Land are generally at the Fusion Realm, right? This Tianlong Holy Son has actually succeeded at this level. He has a bright future."
Many monks were extremely surprised.
This also added to the pressure on the young generation of geniuses, who were already feeling tremendous pressure. Whether it was Lu Yi or the Holy Son of Tianlong, their performances were too astonishing.
As the second level of transformation of the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon was completed, his aura soared, and he even had a hint of the majesty of a true dragon.
He stretched out his hands, and his flesh and blood palms were like cast iron, extremely strong and indestructible.
All the golden sword lights shattered and turned into scattered light fragments.
The Holy Son of Tianlong laughed and rushed towards Lu Yi. The void around him was shaking as he moved.
"Lu Yi! If it weren't for your attack that made me taste the bitter taste of failure, I wouldn't have realized the second transformation of the Heavenly Dragon now! Now, it's your turn to taste it. Heavenly Dragon Fist!!"
He shouted loudly and clenched his right fist. The dragon energy around him flowed on the surface of his body like gold. It was so rich that it could even crush the heaven and earth.
He swung his fist, and the dragon energy turned into a giant dragon that seemed to be made of gold. The dragon roared, its head ferocious, and rushed towards Lu Yi, wanting to swallow Lu Yi.
As the giant dragon swam, terrible pressure raged, and even the ancient city below felt the tremendous pressure. If some old and powerful men had not stepped in to stop the pressure, more than half of the houses below might have been destroyed.
Even so, a large number of monks below were still weakened and some even collapsed to the ground. The pressure was too strong.
When Lu Yi saw this punch, he was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Holy Son of Tianlong had this skill.
In Lu Yi's eyes, there was a sword diagram condensed by mysterious sword patterns. A sword diagram emerged in the void, and there was a sharp edge in the sword diagram, as if there was a supreme sword intent hidden in it.
The next moment, the sword patterns in the sword diagram flowed and condensed into a huge golden sword one hundred meters long.
As soon as the golden giant sword appeared, black cracks appeared in the void.
The monks below felt as if their whole bodies were stabbed by sharp blades, and their hair stood on end.
Even the older cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm had their pupils contracted at this moment, staring in shock at the golden sword engraved with a large number of sword patterns.
Unable to stop it! This thought emerged in the minds of almost all the Divine Transformation cultivators.
This golden sword is so sharp that even if they were to face it, they would probably find it difficult to cope with it.
Even some Dongxu cultivators' expressions changed. Such sword skills were like magical powers and were even enough to threaten them.
"Is this... is this really a Nascent Soul cultivator?"
Everyone was horrified.
The moment the golden sword appeared in the void, a series of old figures emerged. They were peerless masters hiding in the dark, with aura like the abyss, unfathomable.
These monks were also startled by the golden sword condensed by Lu Yi.
It was too horrifying that a Nascent Soul cultivator could condense such a sword skill.
The Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon also felt the fear of the long sword. His expression changed, and then he shouted: "Heavenly Dragon Fist!!"
The spiritual energy around him was flowing wildly, and his face turned pale, but he exerted his potential and delivered another Tianlong Fist.
Another golden dragon emerged and rushed towards Lu Yi with a roar.
Lu Yi's expression was calm, and he shouted, "Kill!"
The next moment, the golden sword light turned into a ray of light, disappeared on the spot, and instantly pierced through the golden dragon in front.
As the light passed through the golden dragon, its body from head to tail gradually turned into golden spots of light and disappeared.
The golden sword light did not stop and once again pierced through another golden dragon, also turning this golden dragon into golden light and electricity, like golden rain falling from the sky.
Under Lu Yi's control, the golden light continued to slash towards the Holy Son of the Dragon.
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon shouted: "I will not lose!"
The next moment, a golden spear appeared in his hand. The shaft of the spear was like a real dragon, and the dragon head spit out the spear blade, carrying an indescribable powerful pressure and an extremely domineering and sharp edge.
The Holy Son of the Heavenly Dragon held the gun in both hands and shouted: "Dragon fights the world!"
hold head high!!
A roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and the shadow of a real dragon appeared behind the Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon. The dragon head looked down at Lu Yi with a majestic look, and the next moment, it turned into a stream of light and sank into the spear.
The Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon waved his spear, and the scales on his body flashed with mysterious dragon patterns. He was like a murderous general in golden armor, and he faced the golden light without hesitation.
boom!!
The two collided, making a loud roar. A dazzling golden light like the sun enveloped the sky and the earth. A large number of monks with weaker cultivation felt stinging in their eyes, tears streaming down their faces, and they dared not look directly at it. The mortals only saw a vast expanse of white, unable to see clearly the directions, and could only close their eyes.
Only cultivators with strong cultivation dare to watch the battle in the sky.
Soon, the light dissipated and everyone looked up at the sky. Many of them opened their eyes wide with shock on their faces.
A pitch-black hole appeared in the sky. It was an endless void formed by the collapse of space, dead and empty.
The Holy Son of Tianlong had already flown backwards, his whole body was cracked, his dragon scales had disappeared, his body was stained red with blood, and he fell straight down.
As a result of this collision, the Holy Son of Tianlong was seriously injured and no longer had any fighting power.
Just as the Holy Son of Tianlong was about to land, a figure appeared and hugged him.
He was an old man with a very strong build, long golden hair, and a violent aura, as majestic as a lion.
The old man glanced at the Holy Son of Tianlong, then looked up at Lu Yi with a calm expression and nodded slightly: "Thank you for showing mercy, young friend."
Lu Yi smiled and said, "You are too polite, Senior. There is no life-and-death feud between me and the Holy Son of Tianlong."
The old man nodded slightly: "My young friend is extremely talented and has the appearance of a sword immortal. You can communicate more with Aotian in the future."
Aotian?
This is a good name, and you can tell at first glance that this is the protagonist of a cool novel.
Lu Yi smiled and nodded: "Okay, I will practice more with the Son of Heavenly Dragon if I have the chance."
It would be best if he could practice with her dozens of times every day, and then he would have enough true dragon blood essence to improve his physical strength.
The Holy Son of Tianlong spat out large mouthfuls of blood and stared at Lu Yi, full of dissatisfaction: "Lu Yi! Next time, I will definitely win!"
Lu Yi nodded and smiled happily: "Let's compete again next time."
The old man said no more and turned away with the Holy Son of Tianlong.
Lu Yi also returned to the residence of the Divine Sword Sect.
Jian Ruyu, Wang Qifeng and other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect looked at Lu Yi with strange expressions, filled with shock and disbelief.
Jian Ruyu ran to Lu Yi, exclaimed repeatedly, patted Lu Yi on the shoulder and said: "Junior brother, you are too powerful, right? The Holy Son of Tianlong has suppressed the younger generation of our Eastern Region to the point where we can't breathe, but I didn't expect that you could defeat him so easily!"
Wang Qifeng had a complicated expression and sighed, "Brother Lu is extremely talented. We can't compare to him."
He was defeated by the Holy Son of Tianlong in just ten moves. Now look at Lu Yi, who easily defeated the Holy Son of Tianlong. The gap between the two can be imagined.
Other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect also spoke up. Lu Yi's strength was too powerful. Even though they were all disciples of the Immortal Sect, they were still shocked.
Lu Yi chuckled and said, "The Holy Son of the Dragon is very powerful. I am not relaxed either. I have basically used all my strength."
To be honest, the last move of the Holy Son of Tianlong did surprise Lu Yi a little.
The spear in his hand is probably not an ordinary magic weapon. It is probably of the same level as Senior Sister's Hanli Sword, both of which are top-grade treasures.
Originally, Lu Yi planned to collect more power, but he didn't expect that the Holy Son of Tianlong blocked so many sword intentions.
This was a little beyond Lu Yi's expectations.
Ding Qing also came over. He looked at Lu Yi and exclaimed, "Your sword realm is stronger than it was during the sword competition. I'm afraid it's close to 20%? The Holy Son of Heavenly Dragon used a replica of the Heavenly Dragon Spear, but he couldn't block your sword."
Lu Yi smiled and nodded: "About 20%."
Ding Qing sighed, "It's true that heroes emerge from youth. I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten thousand years, but now I am not much stronger than a little guy like you."
Jian Ruyu and others were extremely shocked when they heard this and looked at Lu Yi.
Although they knew that Lu Yi's swordsmanship was very strong, the gap between them was too big and they did not have a clear feeling.
But now, even their elder, a powerful swordsman in the Mahayana realm, said that his sword skills would not be much stronger than Lu Yi?
One has been practicing for ten thousand years, the other has been practicing for less than a hundred years; one is a Mahayana cultivator, the other has just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.
The two's sword skills were so close that the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect found it hard to accept.
It seems that Lu Yi is no longer a young person.
Lu Yi and others chatted for a while, and then went back to rest.
After all, the ruins have not been opened yet, and the major forces are still discussing, so it is not yet time to enter the ruins.
On that day, the news of the shocking battle between Lu Yi and the Holy Son of Tianlong spread at an extremely fast speed.
The Holy Son of Tianlong cultivated the second transformation of Tianlong in the Nascent Soul stage, and even used a replica of the Tianlong Holy Land's sect's immortal weapon, the Tianlong Spear, but he was still defeated by Lu Yi's sword.
It could even be said to be a disastrous defeat. Lu Yi severely injured the Holy Son of Tianlong with one sword, and he didn't even use any magic weapon.
The Holy Son of Tianlong used a replica of the Tianlong Spear, which was also a top-grade treasure.
The gap between the two is very obvious.
If the Holy Son of Tianlong is the top figure among the younger generation in the Eastern Region, then Lu Yi can be regarded as a unique existence among the younger generation in the Eastern Region.
For a time, Lu Yi's name spread throughout the entire Eastern Region, and almost all the cultivators in the Eastern Region were discussing this shocking battle of the younger generation.
You know, the attacks of the two even broke the void. Such destructive power is extremely rare among the Jindan cultivators.
Even Lu Yi's reputation began to spread to other territories.
Lu Yi didn't care about all this. After returning to his room, he happily received the reward.
Five drops of true dragon blood!
This is the essence and blood of an immortal beast. If it were released, even the powerful ones who have transcended tribulation would be jealous.
Lu Yi did not use it directly. After all, there were too many big guys here, and Lu Yi was afraid that the fluctuation would be too obvious and attract attention.
Moreover, the ruins will be opened soon.
Lu Yi couldn't go into seclusion now, lest he miss the opening of the ruins.
The next morning, as soon as Lu Yi went out, he heard Feng Mingming from Taihuang Sword Sect and some talented disciples of Taihuang Sword Sect come to invite Lu Yi to a banquet. When Feng Mingming saw Lu Yi coming, he had already booked a luxurious banquet at Shixian Pavilion.
Everyone was toasting each other, the atmosphere was lively, Feng Mingming toasted Lu Yi and said, "Brother Lu is extremely talented and has amazing fighting power. Yesterday's battle was really satisfying!"
Lin Yu, the genius swordsman of the Taihuang Sword Sect, also laughed loudly and exclaimed, "That's right, Brother Lu is so amazing! The Holy Son of Tianlong is very arrogant! He came to my Taihuang Sword Sect to fight two years ago, and now he has finally received retribution!"
Back then, the Holy Son of Tianlong defeated many geniuses of the Taihuang Sword Sect. Lin Yu was suppressed by a single sword and his swordsmanship was almost defeated. Naturally, he was very disgusted with the Holy Son of Tianlong.
Feng Mingming sighed: "The Holy Son of Tianlong is indeed amazingly powerful. I was defeated by him with eight punches at that time. I still remember it clearly."
Feng Mingming still felt a dull pain in one of his ribs, which was the injury from before.
Wang Qifeng clinked glasses with Feng Mingming and said with a smile, "I'm a little stronger than you. I'll give you ten punches."
Feng Mingming's expression froze, and he said speechlessly: "If I fight with all my strength, I can naturally block ten punches! It's just the pot calling the kettle black when you're fifty steps away."
Seeing the two quarreling, Lu Yi smiled helplessly and asked, "By the way, what is the current situation of the ruins? When can it be opened?"
Lu Yi had just arrived and had never been to the ruins. He was very curious about when he could go in.
After all, this is related to his future cultivation method.
Today's update is delayed because of an emergency. Tomorrow's update will be at the normal time. If the update is delayed in the future, the author will explain it in advance. (End of this chapter)
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