"good!"
The boss of Wugu Valley and the woman simultaneously applauded the fat man's attack. The three white sword energies flew in the air like death's scythes, and finally enveloped Long Ao's first Nascent Soul.
"Well done!"
Long Ao's first Nascent Soul's eyes were already a little red, and he stood up completely regardless of the bleeding wounds on his body. He squinted his eyes and looked at the cold sword energy in the air, with a slight unyielding smile on his lips.
Even at this dangerous moment, Long Ao still did not use the 'Bloodthirsty Technique', nor did he retreat. Instead, he mustered up his courage, fighting spirit surging in his body, and the golden flying sword drew out a curtain of light, suddenly facing the enemy. Towards that brilliant white sword energy.
Long Ao's figure was submerged in the sword energy, the golden and white brilliance complemented each other, and the explosion of the sword energy continued to sound in the air.
In this attack, Fatty has already reached the limit of a mid-stage immortal cultivator. With such a powerful display, Long Ao has been sentenced to death in his heart.
After a moment, the golden sword energy disappeared without a trace, and the white sword energy surrounded Long Ao. He had countless wounds on his body, the armor looked tattered, and the wounds were even more shocking.
However, Long Ao actually resisted more than half of the sword energy this time, which made Fatty a little unbelievable. The other three people also looked at Long Ao dumbfounded.
The blood on Long Ao's body stained his armor red, but he still did not fall down. He still stood proudly, with a hazy smile on his face, as if mocking the fat man's lack of strength.
"How can your body have such a strong defense? It's impossible. You are just a cultivator in the late stage of distraction. Why can you withstand the full attack of my mid-stage integration strength?"
The fat man roared somewhat depressedly, saying that he could not knock the opponent down even in this way. Obviously, the incident was not as simple as he thought, and he had already put away some of his contempt for Long Ao in his heart.
"Stop talking nonsense, we have made a promise to hell, either you die or I die! If you want to fight, then fight!"
Long Ao sneered, the combat effectiveness affected by physical injuries being replaced by powerful mental power.
"Then go die!"
A certain unconcealed fear suddenly arose in Fatty's heart, because the other party could actively attack him after suffering such an injury. This was too uncomfortable.
This time, Fatty used all his strength, one sword after another. The sword energy was several times more powerful than before, and Fatty did not stop at all. The goal in his heart was to knock down Long Ao as soon as possible.
"Fight! Put yourself to death and survive!"
Long Ao's first Nascent Soul roared and rushed forward, the flying sword in his hand facing the powerful white sword energy.
At this time, Long Ao's second Yuanying and his body could also feel the pain that the first Yuanying's body could bear. Fighting beyond the level, and at the second level, was completely risking his life.
"die!"
Fatty found that his attacks could hurt the person opposite him, but they could never cause fatal injuries to him. Moreover, he seemed to never fall down and was still fighting for his life.
The battle that they thought would be resolved quickly ended up fighting for half an hour. As time went by, Fatty found that the opponent seemed to be stronger the more seriously injured he was.
"kill!"
Long Ao's first Nascent Soul gradually fell into the realm of emptiness and clarity. He was single-minded and had only one purpose, which was to defeat his opponent, no matter how difficult it was, he had to do it.
The more the fat man fought, the more frightened he became. The opponent seemed to be desperate for his life. When fighting him, it was almost an act of self-mutilation. And how did he know that this was Long Ao's self-training. Such a life and death battle, For Long Ao, he has experienced a lot.
"I want you to die!"
The fat man's voice was already trembling a little. The other party, a cultivator in the distracted stage, could not solve it himself, and was still a little uneasy due to the strong fighting spirit of the other party.
"Third brother, use teleportation!" the boss of Wu Valley said through a message.
After hearing this, the fat man seemed to be waking up from a dream, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the air.
"Teleport?"
Long Ao's first Nascent Soul asked gently, not moving at all, but looking for the fat man's teleportation trajectory.
"So you wanted to attack me from above!"
Long Ao's spiritual sense was much stronger than this fat man's, and he quickly captured his teleportation trajectory, but pretended not to know. When the opponent drew his sword, Long Ao fiercely and madly attacked the area above.
With continuous rumblings, Long Ao withstood Fatty's teleportation attack, but Fatty was frustrated to find that this sneak attack failed, and was secretly annoyed in his heart. He didn't know why Long Ao reacted so quickly.
Whoosh!
The fat man teleported again, but Long Ao remained calm until the fat man's attack came, and then he struck back. It gave the impression that the reaction was super fast, but it did not make anyone doubt the power of spiritual consciousness.
After teleporting ten times in a row, Fatty could not complete the instant kill. However, Long Ao had already vomited blood and was seriously injured. He was almost unsteady, but he was still standing in the air.
"Break and then stand, I must not lose!"
Long Ao murmured, taking the initiative to attack without waiting for the fat man's attack.
"Hmph, you are seriously injured. I will kill you soon! You are just at the end of your strength." The fat man laughed wildly and attacked Long Ao. Little did he know that Long Ao had already shown signs of a breakthrough.
Another half hour passed, and Long Ao's injuries were so severe that he had no ability to attack and could only allow the opponent to attack. However, his strong will and unyielding fighting spirit continued to support Long Ao from falling.
"You hurt my fourth brother's arm, then I'll cut off your arm first!"
The fat man roared angrily, and slashed at Long Ao with a sword. The sword light penetrated deep into Long Ao's arm, dyeing it golden, and even cut the bones, but still did not cut off Long Ao's shoulder.
"Such a strong defense, I won't believe it!"
The fat man slashed at Long Ao's first Nascent Soul with one sword after another. However, Long Ao's first Nascent Soul's defensive power was not comparable to that of ordinary cultivators. It actually resisted the attack for a moment, and his body was almost in pieces. But Long Ao still didn't lose his fighting spirit.
"Why haven't you killed him yet?" The boss of Wu Valley was a little annoyed. The third brother had been busy for so long, but Long Ao's clone was still alive and hadn't been knocked down yet.