Chapter 482: Above the Holy Steps!

In the ring, Long Aotian gently stroked the Saint Lanyu that had cracks on his waist.

"Long Aotian, fight with me, are you ready to come to your senses?" Dushen said lightly.

"Today's ......" Long Aotian gently pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Ben Gongzi will let you see your own shallowness and ignorance. Long Aotian slowly pulled out the Night Dragon Sword at his waist.

"Your arrogant attitude really makes me very unhappy!" shouted angrily! Dushen pulled the long knife in his hand and took a step! The blade instantly forced Long Aotian!

In the face of the powerful lone god, Long Aotian's eyes opened slightly! The evil aura around his pupils suddenly appeared! The domineering aura surged out!

Suddenly, the movement of the solitary god couldn't help but lag slightly: this feeling again!

In an instant, the swords met!

Long Aotian's footsteps came out sideways, and the Night Dragon Sword gave way with him! The chime roared softly, and he instantly turned around to let go of the Dushen! With the Night Dragon Sword in Long Aotian's hand, it spun out!

Dushen couldn't help but be shocked!

There was a clang! The solitary god just blocked the slashed Night Dragon Sword!

As soon as Long Aotian's hand loosened, his luck was sent! The Night Dragon Sword instantly took off his hand and swirled around the long knife! The sword finger was urged again! The sword wind overflowed! The whirling Night Dragon Sword was close to the lone god!

Dushen was suddenly shocked in his heart!

At this time, on the high platform.

Everyone was already shocked!

"The realm of Xuanjun can actually suppress the emperor rank!?Could it be that this son's comprehension of the law has reached ......" Luo Lao couldn't help but stand up, staring at the duel in the ring!

The pupils of the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect shrank sharply! His expression was extremely solemn: This is the law realm of the Holy Rank Realm?

Demon Venerable's eyes narrowed!

And the two dragon elders looked at Long Aotian in the ring in disbelief!

Nalan Lingyue had already returned to the high platform, turning around and staring at the battle situation in the ring.

"Imperial sister, have you finished talking to Long Aotian?" said Nalan Satin Qing in a faint voice.

Nalan Lingyue didn't respond.

Back in the ring.

I saw that Long Aotian's sword finger urged the Night Dragon Sword to spin around extremely quickly, forcing the Dushen to retreat again and again!

In an instant, it was on the edge of the ring!

With a roar of rage! The mysterious power in the body of the Dushen exploded violently! The powerful sword burst out!

Suddenly, a bead of blood splattered out! A narrow blood mark was directly scratched on Dushen's chest!

And Long Aotian is already a shield for the Night Dragon Sword to start and retreat!

Long Aotian instantly stopped retreating and advancing, and the Night Dragon Sword in his hand pointed directly at the heart of the Dushen!

Dushen can't help but tense his nerves!

Ding Ding Ding Bang

Long Aotian quickly slashed out with his sword!

In an instant, there were already several blood marks on Dushen's body!

On a high platform.

"This kid has figured out Shen'er's sword path!" the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect clenched his hand slightly!

"It seems that it was mastered in the previous battle between the young master and the immortal boy, and it turned out that it had already been prepared! What a deep scheming! What a strong talent!" Demon Poison Venerable's voice was hoarse!

Another moment of fierce fighting.

With a burst of applause, the lone god was able to force Long Aotian back!

"You've figured out my path?" said Dugami in surprise.

"Do you feel ashamed of yourself under my sword?" Long Aotian raised the corners of his mouth.

At this time, the evil aura in Long Aotian's eyes had gradually spread!

"Are you going crazy?!"

"Perhaps, it's too late to throw in the towel. Otherwise, Ben Gongzi is afraid that he will accidentally take your little life. Long Aotian smiled evilly.

"Do you really think that my Dushen can easily deal with it?" Dushen quickly took the elixir to recover from his injuries, and at the same time jumped up!

"Oh?" Long Aotian looked at the lone god in the air lightly.

"The greatest advantage of the Emperor Rank Realm over the Xuanjun Realm is that you can fly in the air, and you can't win me in the air. Dushen said lightly.

"Isn't the greatest advantage of the Emperor Rank Realm over the Xuanjun Realm crushing with absolute strength? When does it come to the time when you need to rely on a flying force to save the situation? Are you too low-grade? The young master of the Emperor Jian Sect. Long Aotian said with a smile.

"Look for death!" shouted softly! The sword power in Dushen's hand quickly condensed, and it was swung out again and again!

"Insect carving skills. With a faint sound, Long Aotian stepped on a strange step, and the night dragon sword in his hand conjured up a sword dance!

On a high platform.

"Shen'er only has the realm of Emperor Xuan's primary level, and the cost of aerial combat is very huge. If you can't take down Long Aotian's kid for a long time, you will definitely not be able to hold it. The Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect frowned.

In the ring, the offensive was defused by Long Aotian again and again, and Dushen was already aware of the problem, so he immediately stopped the offensive and looked at Long Aotian coldly!

"In that case, then!"

"Emperor Sword Divine Sword, Skyfall Style!" A deep shout! The mysterious power in the body of the single god is urging! The domineering sword power is frantically condensed on the long knife! Suddenly, the wind is blowing all around!

"Six-step dragon appeared!" Long Aotian ghosted into a single ghost, and the six-step divine shift suddenly appeared! Under the six ghosting that gathered a little, a pitch-black dragon gradually emerged in the huge and complicated formation!

In the air, the extreme sword power on the long knife in Dushen's hand had reached the extreme! Then, as Dushen's body moved, the extreme sword strength frantically absorbed the surrounding wind!

A roar of the dragon came out! The huge black dragon was already soaring into the sky! Directly facing the extreme sword power that fell!

In an instant, two powerful moves collided fiercely!

In the midst of a loud boom! Powerful energy overflowed! Flying sand and rocks! Fierce wind swept!

In the end, the two strong moves eliminated each other! On the shattered ring, there were two embarrassed figures each injured!

"Cough!cough!" Two light coughs sounded at the same time! Blood spilled from the corners of Long Aotian and Dushen's mouths!

"You're not destined to win against me!"

And Long Aotian's even more strange eyes looked at Dushen quietly, and the Holy Lanyu on his waist was already full of cracks!

"You!That's it!" With a deep shout, the long sword of the One God quickly attacked Long Aotian with an oblique grip!

Without saying a word, Long Aotian's breath was deep, and when the Dushen long sword was approaching, the Night Dragon Sword came out!

Ding, ding, ding!

Keep handing over the wrong figures, knives and swords clashing again and again!

At this time, although Long Aotian was seriously injured, the gradually spreading evil qi made the sword in his hand more stable!

Dushen's heart was even more shocked: How could it be!? Obviously he was already suffering heavy losses! He was getting stronger and stronger the more he fought! Because he was about to go completely mad?

The swords are connected, the cold sword unloads and changes hands, and the cold front in Long Aotian's hand is already approaching the key point of the single god! It is defense, it is also attack, and attack and defense are together!

The domineering sword skills force the Dushen to defend every time he strikes a sword! If he is not careful, he will add a sword mark to his body!

The fierce battle in the ring has made the surroundings quiet!

On a high platform.

"There is such a sword skill! This is above the Holy Rank!" Nie Sheyun couldn't help but flicker his eyes!

"Is it really the Holy Order?!" Luo Lao's eyes flickered, and then he secretly glanced at Nalan Satin Qing and the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect, thinking anxiously in his heart: It seems that this trip, no matter what, must try to bring it back to the Nanxuan Empire!

And the Demon Demon Venerable and the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect had gloomy expressions and exchanged glances with each other.

Nalan Satinqing also looked ugly, and said secretly in his heart: Holy Order, why can't it be used by me?

Then, Nalan Satin Qing looked at Nalan Lingyue, who had returned to her seat.

"Imperial sister, you hurt him. Nalan satin said lightly.

Nalan Lingyue still didn't respond.

In the ring, the battle situation is stalemate, and the two can't fight for a long time!

Another moment of fighting! The two figures are misseparated!

"Emperor Sword Divine Sword, blasphemy style!" A deep sigh of energy! The Xuan Power in the body of the Dushen was condensed, and he wiped the long knife with one hand! A whirlpool of sword qi quickly formed around his body! The ground was even more annihilated by the terrifying sword qi, and a ravine!

"Using Shen'er's current cultivation to use this trick, it will be detrimental to the body!" the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect frowned.

At this time, the long knife in Dushen's hand had already instantly absorbed the vortex sword qi around his body, and then slashed out! Suddenly, the terrifying sword power surged! The whirlpool-like storm of sword power directly blasted towards Long Aotian!

"The final form of the dragon! The hidden dragon is gone!" with a soft shout! Long Aotian's strange eyes closed, and the Night Dragon Sword was behind him! A giant dragon phantom instantly condensed!

When the whirlpool-like sword storm slammed in front of Long Aotian's body, the dragon phantom disappeared in an instant! And Long Aotian also misdivided more than a dozen figures in an instant, directly bypassing the sword storm in front of him, and came to the body of the lone god, and the dragon phantom appeared!

Dushen's pupils suddenly shrank!

"You're defeated. With a faint sound, the Night Dragon Sword that Long Aotian was carrying turned sideways and slashed out with a backhand! The dragon phantom also blasted out directly with Long Aotian's sword!

I saw that the mysterious power in the body of the single god was urging urgently, and he hurriedly blocked it horizontally!

Swords touch instantly!

There was a bang! A mouthful of blood spurted out! The long knife in his hand was instantly knocked away! The whole person even retreated backwards!

In the end, the solitary god staggered and stabilized his body!

"You! Wow!" the god couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood again!

At this time, I saw Long Ao Tian Ye Long Jian on the ground, kneeling on one knee, and his breath gradually weakened. With his eyes closed, there was an evil aura all over his body! Saint Lanyu was almost shattered!

"The final form of the dragon sword, what is the ultimate form of the dragon sword technique?" The two elders of the Long family looked surprised!

And the Demon Demon Poison Venerable stared at Luo Lao, and said in his heart: Sanxun Xuanzun, do you want to do it?

"Hmm......" The sect master of the Emperor Jian Sect frowned slightly, and hesitated slightly: This son actually showed mercy to his subordinates?

Nalan Satin Qing glanced at Luo Lao, then looked at the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect lightly, and said in his heart: Do I have a chance to capture Long Ao Tiansheng? As long as the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect changes his mind, everything still has to be discussed. Holy Steps......

Then, the sect master of the Emperor Jian Sect looked at the Dushen and said in his heart: Shen'er is determined to take Princess Lingyue. Removing you now will not do us any harm to the Emperor Jianzong. But, leave you, once you grow up in the future, and then count the old grudges, can our Emperor Jian Sect Master still be able to compete......

The old man on the side is secretly wary of everyone!

Nalan Lingyue's expression was calm, and Nalan Xinni on her side was secretly condensed with small hands.

When the Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect hesitated. The lone god in the ring stared at Long Aotian.

"Defeated? How could I be defeated?" Dushen couldn't help but look a little crazy, and suddenly his eyes froze: You have already reached the limit! As long as you are eliminated now, no matter how high your talent is! Can you help me?

Under the confusion of thoughts, the lone god turned into a knife with one palm! Attack Long Aotian again!

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the high platform was stagnant!

At the moment when the single god approached Long Aotian's body!

Long Aotian's eyes suddenly opened! Suddenly the evil aura surged out! A mysterious aura spread instantly!

The movement of the solitary god can't help but stagnate! Suddenly the eyes are dark! Time and space seem to stand still in an instant!

"It's not good!" the sect leader of the Emperor Jian Sect narrowed his pupils!

However, at this moment, Dushen only felt a chill in his throat, and he lost consciousness in an instant!

And Long Aotian was already kneeling on one knee, holding the Night Dragon Sword obliquely, and slowly fell to the ground, and the evil qi on his body quickly dissipated......

"It's too late...... This is the realm of consciousness!Sure enough, it's the Holy Order!" Demon Venerable said in surprise!

"Shen'er!Long Aotian!you!die!" The Sect Master of the Emperor Jian Sect was stunned! Instantly crazy, the aura on his body exploded directly!