Waves of piercing sword sounds emanated from the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and there was a faint dragon roar in the sword roar, which was enough to make ordinary demon marshals or jinshi tremble, but in Ao Huang's ears, this level of sword roar was not even noise.

Ao Huang cautiously swung his left claw towards Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, only to see that the light of its left claw suddenly increased tenfold, and a large amount of dragon power gathered on it, like glass, beautiful and extremely dangerous.

Guo Zitong, who was not far away, was secretly frightened, although Ao Huang only had a thin layer of glazed light on his claws, which could not be regarded as a complete true dragon glazed body, but he already had a powerful prototype.

Guo Zitong's gaze then fell on Ao Huang's right claw, which was different from the opening of his left claw, its right claw was curling up slightly, and the light of the glass did not leak out, condensed in the heart of the claw, ready to launch a powerful attack.

Guo Zitong shook his head secretly, marveling at the fighting talent of the dragon clan, this Ao Huang has such a fighting instinct only after being born for so long, the human race can never be compared, the human race does not have more than ten years of life and death experience, it is impossible to compare with the dragon clan of the same rank.

The strength of the dragon race is mainly derived from blood, while the power of the human race is mainly derived from learning, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, the former is inherently strong, and the latter has incomparable pioneering and malleability.

Fang Yun's sword didn't have the slightest fancy, and flew straight towards Ao Huang.

Ao Huang quickly made a judgment, and a touch of cunning suddenly flashed in his eyes, as a dragon clan, he must not only study the fighting methods of the dragon clan, but also study the fighting methods of the demon barbarians and the human race. No matter how strong the True Dragon Ancient Sword is, it is impossible to hurt the claws of a Dragon Marquis with one sword, after all, the Dragon Marquis is equivalent to Hanlin, and Fang Yun is just a Jinshi.

"Hmph, if Fang Yun wants to hurt me at this moment, he must use the combo technique! In addition, it is impossible to hurt my claws, as long as I destroy his combo, it will be enough for him to return in vain. Not to mention the fact that my right paw is charging. Once he really forms a combo, I can also use my right claw to knock away his True Dragon Ancient Sword! The True Dragon Ancient Sword even has its name from this dragon, how can this dragon be afraid!"

Fang Yun and Ao Huang's eyes intersected, and between a dragon and a person seemed to be a thunderbolt in the void, and the battle intent soared to the sky.

However, in an instant, Ao Huang's left claw met Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, and Ao Huang was about to shake the True Dragon Ancient Sword with the Dragon Clan's secret method, but was shocked to find that the True Dragon Ancient Sword did not attack its fingers, but flew along the fingers between the two fingers.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword landed on the thin flesh between the two fingers of the claws. With the power of the "cut" in the Nine Techniques of the Tongue Sword, it quickly swept over there.

Hearing a soft sound of snorting, the True Dragon Ancient Sword flew away into the sky, and a wound that was a foot deep appeared between Ao Huang's fingers.

A drop of true dragon blood with red and gold in the middle fell on the ground of the Wen battlefield, and the dragon's blood did not disperse, standing in a perfect spherical shape like a bead, which was particularly magical.

"It hurts Ben Long!" Ao Huang screamed, if he changed to other demons or people, he would inevitably hesitate or avoid the edge because of the pain, but Ao Huang not only did not retreat, but accelerated and flew towards Fang Yun.

Fang Yun nodded slightly. Ao Huang is worthy of being a genius of the dragon clan, this injury is nothing to the dragon clan, as long as Ao Huang rushes in front of him, he will definitely lose.

But. Then a faint smile flashed at the corner of Fang Yun's mouth.

Ao Huang needed a big premise to continue to rush forward, that is, the Talented Ancient Sword could not quickly return after flying out.

Fang Yun will not create this premise for Ao Huang!

Under the astonishing control of the Second Realm's courage, the True Dragon Ancient Sword only flew a short distance, just over three feet tall of Ao Huang, and suddenly turned back. Piercing the back of Ao Huang's neck!

It is true that Ao Huang is a dragon, but even the claws of the dragon saint can't grasp the back of his neck, which is a defect in the body structure of the dragon clan.

"How can it be so fast!" Ao Huang roared at the same time. The body immediately began to roll on its side rapidly, reacting quickly and turning over with agility, as if dancing on a sword, forming a strange sense of violent beauty.

Even as the king of the sky and the sea, the speed of the dragon clan weakened when it rolled over, but Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword didn't seem to know what was slowing down, and still chased Ao Huang at the speed of five sounds.

This time, the True Dragon Ancient Sword was targeting the back of Ao Huang's head.

"Don't force Ben Long to fight with you!" Ao Huang roared, and had to retreat to dodge Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword, holding back the fire in his belly. If it was a battle of life and death, he could completely resist Fang Yun's attack and rush over, but not to mention that he would miss, even if he succeeded, he would be hit hard, and the gains outweighed the losses.

Fang Yun retreated and distanced himself from Ao Huang, while controlling the True Dragon Ancient Sword to turn around again, this time it was the dragon claw that went straight to Ao Huang, and it seemed that it was going to be a head-on battle.

"Then Ben Long will deal with your broken sword head-on!"

Ao Huang roared, and suddenly stretched out his two claws, his ten fingers were like a cage that locked the sky, and the glass was shining, grabbing Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.

Guo Zitong's heart skipped a beat, once Fang Yun's talented ancient sword was caught, it meant that this battle had failed, even if the true dragon ancient sword had dragon scales on it, he couldn't help the real dragon's two claws to grab it.

Even the wound on Ao Huang's left claw has not been able to heal.

Seeing that Ao Huang was about to succeed, the True Dragon Ancient Sword passed between Ao Huang's wrists at an incredible speed, first swept through the dragon's mouth, cut a hole in the upper lip and the lower lip, and then rose, hitting Ao Huang's dragon horns, making a crisp sound.

"It hurts, it hurts!" two more drops of dragon blood fell from the corner of Ao Huang's mouth, like a blood-golden pearl gently rolling on the ground, pressing out a faint trace.

Without waiting for Ao Huang to finish shouting the three painful words, the True Dragon Ancient Sword returned again.

A flash of fear flashed in Ao Huang's eyes, he thought that he was a true dragon dragon marquis, whether it was a bloodline or a demon position, he was higher than Fang Yun, even if he was injured, he could heal quickly, and not a drop of dragon blood would fall, who knew that the power contained in Fang Yun's true dragon ancient sword was too strong, so that his self-healing ability was reduced to a minimum, and the wound would definitely not heal in three days.

Ao Huang thought to himself that fortunately he was a real dragon, if he changed to an ordinary dragon, the wound would not heal in three days, and it would be good if it didn't expand.

Ao Huang's eyes flashed, and he shouted: "This dragon doesn't care about you, you must hurt your True Dragon Ancient Sword first!"

In the process of speaking, Ao Huang repeatedly dodged the True Dragon Ancient Sword, neither flying towards Fang Yun again, nor retreating much.

With the dragon clan's powerful reflexes, Ao Huang was often able to turn danger into a disaster, so that Fang Yun could not hurt him. And in the process of dodging, his gaze kept changing, as if he was thinking about something.

Guo Zitong stared wide-eyed and watched carefully, and the front was like an earthworm chasing a giant python, which was extremely weird. Afterwards, Guo Zitong carefully stared at Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.

"Such a strong edge, not only has a sharp edge inside, but also has a sharp edge outside, he must have used some great pregnant sword poems and open edge poems! Moreover, his dragon pattern is completely different from ours, it is not a virtual dragon pattern, but a real dragon pattern, which is no different from the dragon pattern on the keel. His courage ...... I'm just that, his sword speed is ...... It's already the same as me when I first entered the university a few years ago, and the power of the sword is far greater than that of ordinary Hanlin!"

Guo Zitong secretly judged in his heart, and became more and more shocked.

However, the three-foot-long True Dragon Ancient Sword continued to chase Ao Huang and attack, although it never hurt Ao Huang, but it occasionally swept over the dragon scales or dragon horns.

Ao Huang has been dodging, but the battle intent in his eyes is burning like a flame, not decreasing but increasing.

The True Dragon Ancient Sword swept past the dragon horns again, and it was about to turn around and fall as usual, and Ao Huang also dodged sideways as before, but in the moment of turning sideways, the dragon's tail suddenly rose high, like a giant peak piercing the sky, and then smashed towards Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.

The dragon's legs are short, but the dragon's body is long and bendable, this blow is the dragon clan's famous dragon tail, the speed of the explosion is not inferior to the Wuming talent qi ancient sword, and its strength can smash the holy son demon handsome into meat puree, which is the strongest killing move of the dragon clan.

Fang Yun's expression changed slightly, the strength of the true dragon was too strong, and Ao Huang had been calculating for a long time, the only result of his hasty attack was to hurt the true dragon ancient sword, and there was no other way but to withdraw the sword.

Fang Yun immediately concentrated on it, and used all his strength to control the True Dragon Ancient Sword to fly downward.

With a soft "bang", Ao Huang's dragon tail hit the end of the hilt of the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and the True Dragon Ancient Sword suddenly accelerated its fall, leaving Ao Huang's attack range.

Fang Yun's body trembled, his courage moved slightly, and when he looked at it, the dragon scales on the surface of the ancient sword of talent were half cracked.

Fang Yun's Heart Dao Dragon Clan was really extraordinary, if the talented ancient sword of an ordinary Saint Academy Jinshi was attacked like this, he would have already been bruised all over his body, and he might even collapse into pieces, completely losing his sword.

"Huh, the dragon scales formed by your talent sword sound are very powerful! Come again!" Ao Huang began to take the initiative to attack, wielding dragon claws to attack Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword.

Fang Yun fell behind in momentum, but he was not in a hurry or impatient, he kept calculating in his heart, Ao Huang's dragon horns and dragon claws were not afraid of the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and the dragon tail was also very hard, it was also impossible to be pierced by the True Dragon Ancient Sword, but ordinary dragon scales in other places would definitely not be able to withstand the power of the True Dragon Ancient Sword.

"If you want to win Ao Huang, you have to give him a medium-range trauma, otherwise he won't admit defeat!"

Fang Yun thought about it and retreated.

Ao Huang continued to praise himself proudly, and said that Fang Yun was not worthy of his name.

Fang Yun was not fooled, Ao Huang was broken-mouthed, but such nagging in the battle was obviously a disguise, as long as you looked at his eyes, you could see that not only did he not relax in the slightest, but could launch a fatal blow at any time.

One man and one dragon each had a ghost fetus fighting, and after a while, Fang Yun's footsteps suddenly appeared slightly vain, and a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he immediately used his talent to forcibly evaporate the sweat.

Ao Huang continued to say something else, as if he hadn't noticed that Fang Yun's talent was not much left.

After a while, the True Dragon Ancient Sword once again swept over Ao Huang's dragon's mouth from the bottom up, this time Ao Huang seemed to be unable to dodge, the side of his mouth was cut, and then he suddenly lowered his head because of the pain, and the dragon horns rubbed against the True Dragon Ancient Sword, making a piercing sound, and forming a little spark, which made the speed of the True Dragon Ancient Sword decrease.

Just when the speed of the True Dragon Ancient Sword was at its lowest, Ao Huang's dragon head sank suddenly, and the dragon tail rose sharply, once again using the dragon tail swing, and this time both the strength and speed were faster than before!

It's a full percent faster!

In terms of speed, it completely surpasses the Wuming Talent Qi Ancient Sword.

The surface of the second half of the dragon's body is full of wind and thunder, as if carrying Tianwei!(To be continued......)