752: Chapter 752: Suppressing Wu Yang (Third Update) 752: Chapter 752: Suppressing Wu Yang (Third Update) “The Ancient Emperor is nothing special.”
Long Yan snorted coldly.
Although there was a significant gap in strength between him and the Ancient Emperor, it was not easy for the Ancient Emperor to suppress him.
“Five tis combat power, increase!”
In an instant, Long Yan amplified his strength by five tis, raising his montum again, genuinely reaching the late Nirvana stage.
“Co on.”
In a flash, Long Yan charged at Wu Yang, with a punch unleashing overwhelming power, creating a massive storm.
This control over the mighty force filled Long Yan’s heart with strong confidence.
“Overestimating yourself!”
Wu Yang’s eyes held Long Yan with contempt, and with a casual palm, he shattered Long Yan’s punch on the spot.
The next mont, Long Yan and Wu Yang fiercely clashed, exchanging blows in the blink of an eye, with weaker onlookers unable to discern the details of their fight, only perceiving the shadowy silhouettes.
“With Elder Wu Yang’s move, Long Yan is dood.
The Ancient Emperor’s strength is not sothing the Nirvana stage can overco.”
Upon seeing Wu Yang act, the people around felt their worries recede; Long Yan might be strong, but he was nothing compared to the Ancient Emperor.
Wu Yang could kill Long Yan without question.
“Bang,” “Bang Bang”……
Long Yan and Wu Yang continuously exchanged blows, Wu Yang not holding back at all, while Long Yan struggled to keep up, even with his increased combat power.
If not for his Eight Wastes Step speed advantage, Long Yan would have been dead or left with only half a life.
“Roar.”
At that mont, Long Yan transford into a Purple Gold Demon Dragon, his strength increasing again.
“Dragon Cultivator, you’re still on the road to death.”
Wu Yang’s eyes filled with an unrelenting murderous intent; Long Yan must die, even if he is a Dragon Cultivator.
“Dragon Cultivator!
Long Yan is a Dragon Cultivator!”
Witnessing the Purple Gold Demon Dragon that appeared in the void, many onlookers were shocked.
The Purple Gold Demon Dragon was over 500 ters long, emanating real Dragon Might, a genuine Divine Dragon, one of the supre god-beasts between heaven and earth.
After transforming into a Purple Gold Demon Dragon, Long Yan’s strength improved a bit but was still no match for Wu Yang.
Wu Yang’s attacks were powerful enough to shatter Long Yan’s scale armor.
“Do you think I’m a soft target?”
Long Yan’s eyes were filled with an icy killing intent.
“Human King Seal!”
In an instant, an overwhelming True Yang power surged, transforming into the Human King Seal in just a breath’s ti.
The Human King Seal, controlled by the Purple Gold Demon Dragon, was over a hundred ters in size, resembling a miniaturized Divine Sun.
Its endless radiance dyed a vast part of the void golden.
The power of the Human King Seal surpassed Heavenly Grade Combat Techniques, and even Wu Yang couldn’t afford to underestimate its force.
“Die!”
The mont the Human King Seal ford, the Purple-gold Dragon Claw struck the void ahead, crushing the Human King Seal, unleashing a terrifying destructive force.
Space itself crumbles, with the dark void’s stormy energy surging through the spatial rifts like a rampant poisonous fog.
This is the power of the Human King Seal, capable of suppressing any Nirvana-stage powerhouse.
“Break.”
The power of the Human King Seal surpassed the limits of the Nirvana stage and began to pose a threat to Wu Yang.
Instantly, Wu Yang’s hands ford an intricate seal, clearly using a formidable combat technique.
He unleashed a punch wrapped by a spiral of energy akin to a storm blade, exuding a remarkable aura.
This Earth Grade High Level Combat Technique, executed by Wu Yang, possesses an extraordinary might.
“Boom.”
In just a mont, Wuyang’s fist heavily struck the Human King Seal, making a deafening rumbling sound.
The space trembled first, and then imdiately shattered.
“Crack.”
At that instant, the Human King Seal shattered and finally dissipated in the void.
“Kid, you do have so skills, but they’re not enough!”
Wuyang snorted coldly.
If he couldn’t even kill Long Yan, it would be a joke.
“Killing you is not impossible,”
Long Yan said coldly; his abilities were not limited to that.
“Nine Suns lting Furnace.”
As soon as the words fell, the Five Strange Flas burst out from within his body, turning into a hundred-ter-sized Nine Suns lting Furnace in the void ahead, directly pulling Wuyang into it.
The Nine Suns lting Furnace was his real trump card.
“My god, Long Yan actually integrated five different flas!
How is that possible?”
“Monster, he is definitely a monster, it’s impossible to integrate two different fires at the sa ti, let alone blending five different flas into one.”
“Each fla is a treasure of heaven and earth, capable of creating a genius, no wonder he has such a terrifying talent and strength.”
“It’s incredible.
If I could get these five flas, I would definitely have his talent and strength.”
The gazes of the crowd were all attracted to the Nine Suns lting Furnace.
Even a fool could see the integration of the five flas within it.
It’s not easy to rge different flas.
Long Yan blending the five different flas into one is definitely a miracle.
“Refine!”
The Nine Suns lting Furnace trapped Wuyang, and Long Yan supported the furnace, attempting to refine Wuyang into ashes.
Inside the Nine Suns lting Furnace, Wuyang’s eyes were also filled with a solemn color.
Each fla was extrely domineering, so he dared not be careless.
The power of the Nine Suns lting Furnace was much greater than the Human King Seal, and it already posed a real threat to Wuyang.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
Wuyang constantly attacked the Nine Suns lting Furnace, and his powerful strength caused the furnace to tremble continuously.
Each ti he struck the Nine Suns lting Furnace, its light would dim.
However, with Long Yan’s power supporting it, the Nine Suns lting Furnace remained stable, making it impossible for Wuyang to break it.
“Will Elder Wuyang really be killed by Long Yan?”
“Absolutely not, Elder Wuyang is an Ancient Emperor.
Long Yan’s tricks definitely can’t hold him.”
“Long Yan has quite a few techniques up his sleeve.
The power of this fla furnace is enough to kill any Nirvana cultivator.”
At this mont, everyone was staring at the Nine Suns lting Furnace, focusing on whether Wuyang could escape from it, which would determine his life or death.
Ti passed slowly, and Long Yan was doing his best to drive the Nine Suns lting Furnace, suppressing Wuyang.
Wuyang had also suffered so injuries within the Nine Suns lting Furnace.
The furnace was quickly refining his True Yuan.
If this continued, he would eventually be turned into ashes by the Nine Suns lting Furnace.
“God Communication Emperor Fist!”
Suddenly, Wuyang roared, and a vast amount of True Yuan surged out from the palms of his hands.
In front of him, a powerful fist condensed, and a terrifying force erupted from it.
“Not good, a Heavenly Grade Combat Technique.”
Long Yan uttered a silent curse, as it was clear that Wuyang was using a Heavenly Grade Combat Technique.
The power unleashed by a Heavenly Grade Combat Technique in Wuyang’s hands was absolutely terrifying, and the Nine Suns lting Furnace would undoubtedly not withstand it.
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