The Dragon Warrior Pair
DWP 70: Battle of Nine Dragons IV Palace
“Host Vigilant!”
Gui Liang unleashed a sword slash that contained a huge amount of profound energy. The battle between Gui Liang and Ye Long was fierce. Since they were both fellow earth warriors, it was certainly difficult for the two of them to kill each other unless the science and manpower in one of them were greater.
Seeing the slash full of sword energy pointing at him, Ye Long smiled grinning, “Dragon Sword Technique: Dusk Roar!” The clash of the two slashes that emitted sword energy destroyed half of the wilderness. Slowly the wilderness filled with black trees began to disintegrate.
‘Grandpa! Don't be dead!’ Ye Long glimpsed Sheng Long who had started using the Dragon Whiskers.
Not far from the fight between Ye Long and Gui Liang, there were two earth warriors who exchanged attacks.
“The wind tread of the Nine Dragons Palace has always amazed me. But can you welcome my attack!” Gui Xing unleashed his bodily aura, his right palm becoming black, “Thousand Ghost Treads!”
“I didn't expect you guys to show fangs by killing innocent people living near this residence. I'll make sure you guys get the consequences!” Feng Long's palm is green, “Tread of Wind Dragon!”
Without the Nine Dragons Palace knowing, the beacon that had once filled the afternoon sky of the Nine Dragons Palace was a sign of help on the black stream and the two white flow sects, the Single Sword Mountain and the Fire Dragon Palace.
The members of the black stream warriors who came from the Skull Demon Island attacked the villagers indiscriminately. The entrance into the Nine Dragons Palace was open because Wang Zhi and Zhu Huazhi had long conspired with the Mao Gang.
Swordsman of the Single Sword Mountain was split into two camps, young warriors like Yan Hexia and some female swordsmen did not expect the Single Sword Mountain would do anything worse than black flow.
In the wilderness section near the stands, the fight between the young swordsmen was also presented, Qiao Xi, Mei Hua and Qiu Mei, the three young girls were fighting fiercely against Ma Xinxuan, Gu Hao and Yan Shangxuan.
Qiao Xi felt they had been pressed and unable to withstand the attacks any longer, before long his eyes looked at Jing Yang who was running towards the three of them along with a great killing appetite.
“Jin Ho! Xue Ying's! Help them!” Jing Yang used the Spirit Ring, he saw the great swordsman from the Fire Dragon Palace was about to kill the three girls who became his friends.
“Alright, I'll show them the power of the Snow Eagle!” Xue Ying shot out from the purple-coloured air and attacked the grand swordsman. Soon Jin Hou's voice was also heard.
“Master, allow this God Stage Beast to help you!” Jin Hou immediately jumped up and attacked the swordsman who was about to kill Qiao Xi, Mei Hua and Qiu Mei.
Jing Yang turned his head back after seeing his three friends in the protection of the two God Stage Beast, your “Aura makes me even more want to kill you!” Jing Yang's left eye was increasingly surrounded by a purple-colored aura and small thunderbolts.
“Don't tell me if you're a member of the Beast Party!” Zhen He released a murderous aura and smiled cynically.
‘This power! The emotions of the person I killed echoed in my mind!’ Jing Yang darted forward and swung his sword.
The surrounding gravity felt so heavy, after his sword clashed with the fire-covered Zhen He sword. After they exchanged attacks, Jing Yang could see the impact of his attack that set the wilderness ablaze from colliding with Zhen He's sword technique.
‘More or less, I understand the stages of martial arts in the human world. Son of man, do not eat away at their hatred. If you get used to this, then your abilities will improve greatly.’
Jing Yang tried to cultivate the murderous aura he absorbed into the Dark Dragon Aura according to the direction of the Black Spirit. But the more he processed it, the harder it was for him to think calmly.
Jing Yang's attack was brutal because he was unable to control the Dark Dragon Aura's ability. The opportunity was apparently not missed by Zhen He who was in a position to release his sword technique.
“Auman Fire Lord!”
Zhen He shouted triumphantly as his slash that formed the mouth of the fire lion shot out at high speed towards Jing Yang.
‘My brother Jing Yang! Yang Jing! Aware!’ Yue Wang shouted in Jing Yang's subconscious. The darkness that enveloped Jing Yang's body grew increasingly overflowing.
Jing Yang stared coldly at Zhen He before disappearing from the man's sight, Zhen He's attack he dodged easily, instantly Jing Yang was already in front of Zhen He and swung his sword.
“Cannot..”.
Zhen He had yet to react, his head had been cut off. Jing Yang's sword blade attracted Zhen He's murderous aura to it until it fused with his body.
‘Just calm down, let's see the determination of this human child. If he gets emotional and dies, then I'm the one who's wrong to look for someone. But I firmly believe that this human child is the one who will bear the destiny and be able to penetrate that realm.’ The Black Spirit calmed the panicked Yue Wang.
Ye Xiaoya raised her eyebrows seeing Jing Yang's change. While the opponent of Ye Xiaoya who was the father of Zhen He instantly released his entire body aura.
“How dare you kill my son!”
Ye Xiaoya played both of his swords quickly, before moving against the father of Zhen He.
“Soaring!”
Ye Xiaoya smiled faintly at the man before her so emotionally, “I was just wondering, why can a great swordsman like you still be the same as a holy swordsman. Medications to help improve your ability? You're so naive!”
Ye Xiaoya released a murderous aura and started exchanging attacks with his opponent. Indeed in the Central Plains Continent many warriors were improving his abilities with medicines.
But what made Ye Xiaoya curious was the mastermind of the person who spread the medicines. He had a chance to look at the pills Gu Hao had consumed. A pill that makes humans have twice the power of the real one.
‘I must break through the heavenly swordsman in order to kill the people of the continent!’ Ye Xiaoya began to see the gap of his opponent open wide, after exchanging attacks of over fifty strikes.
“Dying Sword Dance: Cloud Splitting Lightning!”
Ye Xiaoya immediately launched an attack at high speed. His two swords killed his opponent with deep wounds from being hit by his slash.
Ye Xiaoya took a breath, “Yang!” He quickly held onto Jing Yang's shoulder. But Ye Xiaoya found Jing Yang absorbing the murderous aura of the dead Zhen He.
‘How is it possible?’ Ye Xiaoya raised his eyebrows.
‘He who has taken away your happiness! He made you suffer! Kill it! Kill everyone who dares to tease you!’ An incitement voice echoed in Jing Yang's ears.
“All who deal with me! Will die!” Jing Yang smiled smirked.
The Spirit of the Black One bit his lower lip when he felt the inner Jing Yang raging.
The young swordsman who attended the Nine Dragons Palace Tournament gazed in one direction - Jing Yang.
“Yang..”.
Ye Xiaoya had not had the time to finish his words, Jing Yang had already disappeared from his sight and moved so quickly towards the Four Gates of Death Formation.
“The Breath Art of the Dark Dragon Goddess!”
Jing Yang's mouth sizzled. The purple aura covering his left eye slowly covered half of his face until it made Jing Yang's face become the figure of a different person.