call! The iron-blooded banner roared down with an ear-splitting sound and slapped Xiao Long'er on the back.
Ye Chuan took action as soon as he said so. He wanted to test the power of the general's step. Of course, with only three successes, he would not seriously urge the eight heaven-swallowing talismans to attack with all his strength.
Xiao Longer suddenly accelerated. His speed was already fast enough, but suddenly it increased again. He accelerated quickly to avoid Ye Chuan's attack. The heavy iron-blooded banner was struck down, and all it hit was a virtual shadow.
"Brother Ye Chuan, I'm here!"
Xiao Long'er stretched out a claw and grabbed Ye Chuan head-on. His fingers were like hooks, and even the belt and flesh would be torn off a large piece.
"Well done!"
Ye Chuan suddenly changed his moves, switching from shooting to sweeping. The heavy flagpole swept across the waist like a spear and hit Xiao Longer's left abdomen. In an instant, Ye Chuan's wrist went numb, and the flagpole in his hand buzzed and trembled. However, Xiao Long'er flew out and turned around without any damage. The first time they collided, they were evenly matched. The iron-blooded flag sank with great strength, and Xiao Longer's demonic dragon body was also particularly powerful.
"Okay, come again!"
Ye Chuan jumped into the air with force on his toes, took a big step, and stabbed Xiao Long'er with the flagpole like a spear. This time, the power was increased to 50%.
Xiao Long'er faced him, his speed was as amazing as ever, and when he was about to be stabbed by the iron-blooded flag, his body rolled over, and the dragon scales on his body brushed against the flagpole and roared towards him. Ye Chuan's eyes lit up and he didn't retreat. He held the flagpole and pressed forward. Within a short distance, a ferocious force suddenly erupted. Xiao Longer was caught off guard and was knocked away again.
Roar! Xiao Longer raised his head and let out a long groan, which also aroused his warlike heart and flew towards him again. Unfortunately, no matter which angle he rushed up from, or how fast he was, he always hit Ye Chuan, and he couldn't even get close enough to be blocked by the iron-blooded banner. The heavy and huge iron-blooded flag danced, like a copper wall that couldn't be overcome. On the contrary, after a reckless attack, Xiao Longer not only failed in his attack, but was slapped hard on the back by the iron-blooded banner and several dragon scales fell off him. Fortunately, Ye Chuan did not attack with all his strength and only used 50% of his power. Otherwise, he would have been bruised and bloody in just that moment.
The Demonic Dragon Clan is physically strong, but unfortunately, Xiao Longer is still too young and far from adulthood. To the Demonic Dragon Clan, which has a long lifespan, he is still just a newborn child, and the power of the racial innate magical power is far from being displayed. In the Demon Dragon Cave, with his strong body, he could still compete with Ye Chuan, and even had an advantage under the erosion of the poisonous mist; but now, as Ye Chuan condensed the eighth sky-swallowing talisman and broke through to the third level, he has already reached the third level. Obviously he is no longer a match for Ye Chuan.
The fierce battle on the top of the mountain quickly alarmed everyone, and Zhu Sijia, Fatty Zhao Dazhi and others rushed over.
Seeing Ye Chuan's recovery, people were overjoyed and finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially Zhu Sijia, who felt that no matter how hard and tiring this period of time was, it was all worth it. Seeing the power of the iron-blooded banner in Ye Chuan's hands, they all couldn't help but take a breath.
The general's step technique, together with the Yinshan old demon Rod's internal skills, were unheard of, and he had never seen such a unique and ferocious technique. The iron-blooded banner, a powerful weapon, fell into Ye Chuan's hands, and its power was not at all inferior to that of the national master Jiang Tunsheng, killing all directions. Not to mention Xiao Long'er, even the Yinshan old demon at the peak of the real world ended up with no certainty of victory even if he asked himself.
Xiao Longer suddenly stopped and gasped for air.
After a fierce battle, Ye Chuan, who was holding an iron-blooded banner weighing more than 100,000 kilograms, became more and more courageous despite being tired, but he was so tired that he could hardly breathe. Such fierce attacks and fierce attacks consume the most physical energy and test a person's endurance and control. If the control is not good, the same attack will consume double the physical strength. Ye Chuan's cultivation level is not that of a third level real person, but his physical strength, endurance and control are astonishing, far better than those of practitioners at the same level.
A deeper and more powerful dragon roar came from the Nielong Abyss in the back mountain.
"Elder brother, let me come!"
The voice of Nan Tiandu came, and a giant fire-red dragon appeared in the clouds and mist. Its huge body, which was thousands of meters long, flew by at high speed, making a roaring sound.
"Hahaha, okay, brothers Tiandu, you came just in time. Today, we two brothers will fight for 300 rounds!"
Ye Chuan laughed loudly, and the Heaven-Swallowing Talisman in his body suddenly rolled over, and the power fluctuations continued to rise.
Nan Tiandu is not a newborn dragon like Xiao Long'er. He has merged with the evil dragon that has been imprisoned under the evil dragon abyss for countless years. His cultivation level is even better than that of the old demon from Yinshan Mountain. When fighting him, there is no need to hold back, just let go and fight. This will allow Ye Chuan to use his full strength to test the power of the iron-blooded banner and the general's steps.
The roaring sound was like rolling thunder in people's ears. Not only was Nan Tiandu huge in body, but he was also incredibly fast and quickly reached the top of the mountain.
Ye Chuan raised his head and roared loudly, holding the iron-blooded flag high and heading towards them. Take one step forward, and the flagpole in your hand buzzes and trembles; takes another step, and the flag buzzes like the drums on the battlefield, making people's blood boil; take the third step, and the iron-blooded flag sweeps down the waist like thunder, and slaps it. On Nan Tiandu.
There was a loud bang, like two mountains colliding.
The flagpole in Ye Chuan's hand suddenly bounced back, almost bending at ninety degrees, and the tiger's mouth cracked and oozed a little blood. Nan Tiandu groaned and stepped back a lot, but there were no wounds on his body. If it was Xiao Long'er, a large piece of dragon scales would fall off and his flesh and blood would be blurred.
"General, two steps, the gods and ghosts cry!"
Ye Chuan was so aggressive that he stepped forward without even looking at the blood seeping from the tiger's mouth. He raised the heavy iron-blooded flag high and slapped it down hard with a roar.
Roar!
Nan Tiandu let out a dragon roar again, without dodging, he rammed head-on into the opponent head-on.
An invisible and powerful shock wave suddenly spread out.
Zhu Sijia, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, could not stand still and was almost knocked off the cliff by the invisible shock wave. Fatty Zhao Dazhi was even more unbearable. His body was thrown away and his upper body was already hanging in the air. The moment he was about to fall off the cliff, he was caught by the old demon of Yinshan and saved him. Come back. The disciples who came over to watch the battle after hearing the news retreated away from the center of the battle.
"Brother Tiandu, be careful!"
Ye Chuan paused for a moment, and the eight sky-swallowing talismans spun crazily at the same time, adding up their power, and flew towards him again. Nan Tian did not flinch, and also faced him head-on again.
An even more violent shock wave erupted, and the air on the top of the mountain rippled and twisted, as if the void was torn apart and cracks in space and time appeared.
Nan Tiandu's huge body was suddenly blown a thousand meters away, with a clear bloodstain on his head. Ye Chuan's body flew backwards, and he retreated to the edge of the cliff before barely stopping. He half-knelt on the edge of the cliff holding the iron-blooded flag with both hands, gasping for air.
The power of the eight sky-swallowing talismans was superimposed together, and the power of 144,000 kilograms suddenly exploded, but it was still impossible to defeat
Ye Chuan was shocked, seeing how powerful Nan Tiandu was after his rebirth.
At the same time, Nan Tiandu was even more shocked. How high is senior brother Ye Chuan? The third level of the real person is so fierce. Once he breaks through to the peak of the real person, who is his opponent below the half saint
The two brothers are equally matched, and they shock and admire each other. Nan Tiandu wins because of his strong body and super strong cultivation, while Ye Chuan wins because he has a big weapon in his hand that can kill everyone!