Chapter 142: A Defeat
"It's a pity that this kid has only learned a little bit of skin, if he learns the complete Earth Mother Nerve, then even if he is as strong as Long Yi, he will only have one way to lose!" After Candle Jiuyou was shocked, he felt a burst of regret, with his knowledge, he could naturally see that the Earth Mother Nerve that Chu Yang had learned was not complete, otherwise the mystery of the latter would not have allowed Chu Yang's cultivation to only improve by a small level.
But even so, Chu Yang's strength made him a little shocked!
"This kid's talent and strength are so outstanding, and what's even more terrifying is his terrifying terrifying cultivation speed, if time will definitely be my fierce opponent, it seems that I must solve this kid as soon as possible, so as not to leave endless trouble!" Candle Jiuyou's eyes were cold, but there was infinite killing intent in his heart.
The stronger Chu Yang's strength became, the more murderous he was in his heart.
"Boom!"
"Ahh
The sky shook again, splashing countless sand and dust, and the vitality was surging and rolling, and Long Yi's huge dragon body was like a cannonball slamming down on a building in the distance at this moment.
Click, click!
The moment his dragon body fell, the building instantly cracked open and completely shattered into a heap.
Candle Jiuyou noticed this movement for the first time, and his eyes touched Long Yi's somewhat miserable dragon, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of awe in his heart.
Feng Yang clenched his fists even more nervously, holding his breath, Chu Yang's strength was still a little unexpected to him.
"Let's go down!" A silver light flashed under Chu Yang's feet, and the whole person suddenly quickly approached, and the thick dark gold long feet kicked directly towards Long Yi's body fiercely.
"Boom!"
"Something is wrong!"
However, the moment he kicked Long Yi hard, a hint of alarm suddenly came to his heart, and Long Yi, who was originally embarrassed and looked a little sluggish, suddenly showed a sly smile at this moment, and the entire dragon body suddenly swelled up, and his breath seemed to be constantly rising, as if he had launched some kind of powerful secret technique, which made his strength skyrocket in an instant.
"It's not good, it's dangerous, it's the breath of the world's origin power!" Chu Yang secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and the whole person instantly retreated backwards.
"Whoosh!" Although he retreated quickly, Long Yi, whose strength had skyrocketed, was even faster than him, and he saw the terrifying and hideous dragon tail sweep slightly.
Disheveled!
"Poof!" Chu Yang's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth, and the reincarnation golden body that had just been opened was completely shattered without any trace of resistance, and his powerful mad body was swept inward by the dragon's tail, and a series of crisp sounds like firecrackers suddenly sounded in the void, and the jade bones instantly turned into pieces.
He himself flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
"Boss!"
"Master!"
"Idiot!"
"Brother Chu!"
Mu Yunyao and several people in the audience who saw this scene exclaimed in surprise, their eyes full of nervousness and uneasiness.
Long Yi's current strength was too strong, he looked like an invincible and invincible god of war, and the exposed aura alone made them feel suffocated for a while, and then they had to retreat a hundred feet.
At this time, the only person who could still maintain his calm and calm in the field was the mysterious young master of the Asura clan, Candle Jiuyou, and even the two quasi-realm lords of Feng Yang and Han Hao did not dare to get too close to the scene of the battle.
"Haha, Brother Long Yi has finally used his strongest hole card, this dragon crystal is really amazingly powerful, and the power of the world origin contained in it is probably stronger than the power of most small realm lords!" Feng Yang thought excitedly.
The dragon crystal is the supreme treasure left behind after the fall of the true dragon powerhouse, and the huge dragon power contained in it can make the true dragon clan burst out with extremely terrifying strength in an instant, this kind of dragon power is actually the same as the power of the world origin of the small world lord, but the name is a little different.
"Haha, boy, let's die!" Long Yi looked a little high-spirited, he felt as if he had infinite power in his body, and he was eager to have a hearty battle.
Although Long Yi's dragon body was very large, his speed was not slow at all, and when he flicked his dragon tail, the whole person had already teleported in front of Chu Yang, and a mouthful of scorching dragon breath suddenly spat out from his mouth, and hit Chu Yang's body.
As soon as the scorching dragon breath swept into the void, it directly evaporated all the air in the surrounding void into nothingness, Chu Yang felt that terrifying power at this moment, and he no longer dared to have any reservations in his heart.
"Boom!" The two remaining balls of world origin power in his body were attracted by him again, and then, his aura also soared like Long Yi, and he instantly came to the early stage realm of the small realm master.
As soon as his mind moved, the Thunder Emperor's crown immediately swept out of his body and floated quietly over his head.
"Innate Purple Thunder, extinguish!" Chu Yang pointed at the Thunder Emperor's Crown with one hand, and in an instant, the Thunder Emperor's Crown suddenly spun around, and the silver gem in the middle was concave inward, and then purple thunder shot out from it.
This thunder is deep and charming, there are as many as ten paths, so that people can't help but have a feeling of palpitations at first sight, and as soon as the innate purple thunder swept out of the crown, it went straight to the dragon's breath to greet him.
"Haha, Chu Yang, although your spirit treasure is strong, how can you break the natal dragon breath of this young master!" Long Yi laughed loudly, he had seen Chu Yang use the innate purple thunder to deal with the two-headed dark dragon in the abyss of sin, and he was very clear about the power of the latter.
The ten innate purple thunders alone can only deal with some powerful powers that have just entered the realm of the small realm master, but it is not enough to deal with his natal dragon breath.
"Yes, Your Excellency seems to have laughed too early!" Chu Yang sneered loudly.
"Hmph, death is on the verge of death, and you still want to play tricks, this young master doesn't believe that your innate purple thunder can break my destiny...... Ahh
This time, he was completely panicked, and the dragon body subconsciously wanted to dodge, but unfortunately the speed of the innate purple thunder was too fast, it was like an aurora that instantly melted across the sky, leaving only a vague afterimage in everyone, and then it submerged into Long Yi's huge dragon body one after another.
"Ahh
Chu Yang naturally wouldn't let go of this great opportunity, only to see his figure move, and the next moment, he had already come to Long Yi's body, and the God Devouring Spear in his hand stabbed mercilessly at the wound on the dragon's body.
"Poof!"
"Ah, Chu Yang, you little bastard, this young master has torn you apart!" Long Yi screamed miserably, but the dragon's body danced like crazy, constantly rolling and sweeping, and pieces of void were swept to pieces by him, and the fighting ring below had already become a pile of ruins, and the crowd watching the battle had already retreated thousands of feet away, not daring to get too close to the scene of the battle.
Feng Yang and Han Hao's faces were extremely difficult to see at this time, and that handsome face was simply the color of pig liver.
"Damn, bastard, how can that kid from Chu Yang be so powerful, Brother Long Yi won't lose, he will never lose to Chu Yang, a kid with an unknown name. Feng Yang shook his head, having a hard time accepting the fact in front of him.
It's a pity that his wish is destined to be frustrated, Long Yi has already become the head blood dragon under Chu Yang's continuous onslaught, and he is dying at the moment, not to mention having the power to fight back, even if he can get up, it is still a question.
"Chu Yang, don't attack anymore, this young master has admitted defeat!" Long Yi could no longer resist the severe pain surging on his body, he found that if he continued to resist, I am afraid that he would probably fall into the hands of Chu Yang in the end.
"Hmph, it's okay if you admit defeat early, you have to hold on!" Chu Yang shook his head and smiled contemptuously, the God Devouring Spear lay across Long Yi's dragon body and did not let go, but turned his head to glance at Feng Yang, and said, "Feng Yang, the victory and defeat have been divided!
Feng Yang's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth, and he didn't seem to be very willing to hand over the task points.
Seeing this, Chu Yang's eyes suddenly glanced at Candle Jiuyou's side, and the latter understood, sighed in a low voice, and said, "Brother Fengyang, if you want to lose the bet, you should give Chu Yang the task points!"
"Boy, this is 180,000 task points, give it to you, take it!" Even if Feng Yang was unwilling to do it again, under Candle Jiuyou's compelling gaze, he had to abide by the agreement just now.
You can earn it again if the task points are gone, but if you offend the young master of Candle Jiuyou, the young master of Asura, it will be worth the loss.
Feng Yang stretched out his hand and groped in his arms for a while, then directly took out a golden jade plaque from it and threw it to Chu Yang.
Chu Yang leaned into the void with one hand, steadily took the jade card into his hand, and swept the power of the divine soul to it slightly, and then nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Hehe, yes, no more, no less, just 180,000 task points, Young Master Fengyang, thank you for your gift, so that my son saved a lot of time and trouble!"
"Haha, boss, you're awesome!" Xiao Jing and Bei Bei immediately cheered excitedly, with these eighteen points, the two of them were enough to successfully enter the ground-level cultivation room for cultivation.
"Damn, this hateful boy, one day this young master will make your death ugly!" Feng Yang's eyes were hideous, his face was gloomy, and his teeth were clucking at him.
Today, he was completely defeated, and even the 180,000 task points that he had accumulated over the past hundred years were lost.
Thinking of this, Feng Yang felt like he was crying completely, his heart seemed to have been stabbed by some sharp weapon, and blood was dripping there.