Yang Jie said lightly: "You are not bad either. Is this mad dog mode enabled?"

"I'm a dragon technique, not a mad dog mode!" Master Long said in a cold voice.

"Divine Dog Art?" Yang Jie said again.

When Mr. Long saw that Yang Jie dared to provoke him, his face was gloomy and said coldly: "I hope you can continue to speak hard next!"

After saying that, Master Long grabbed Yang Jie's Tianlinggu.

"Bang--"

Yang Jie naturally would not let Master Long catch him. He pointed in front of the Mosaichi Sword and Master Long grabbed the Mosaichi Sword, bringing a series of sparks.

Yang Jie was about to retreat quickly, but under the Divine Dragon Technique, Long Ye not only increased his attack power, but also greatly increased his speed. A steadily approached Yang Jie and punched him.

His lower abdomen was hit hard, and Yang Jie was beaten away. All this was not over. While hitting Yang Jie, Master Long jumped up suddenly, slashed and kicked Yang Jie hard on the back.

"Bang--"

Yang Jie felt as if he was hit by lightning, and his body in the air fell rapidly, hitting heavily on the ground, smashing a big hole on the ground.

"Brother Yang!"

When Wu Cheng saw Yang Jie suffer, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Dad, it seems that the man named Yang is not an opponent either. Why don't we run away in the chaos?" Wu Zhenxiang looked at the scene, his legs trembled, and he made a weak suggestion.

"Brother, how can you do this? Brother Yang is here to help us. How can we leave him and run away?" Wu Cheng was anxious when he heard his elder brother's words.

"I didn't see if that kid was going to be burping, and he would be punished by heaven and earth!" Wu Zhenxiang said.

"Enough!" Seeing the two sons arguing, Wu Shi said with a ugly expression: "Where can you run? I guess you have been surrounded by these people outside, and we ran away. What should you do if your mother and the rest of the Wu family do?"

“…”

When Wu Zhenxiang heard his father's words, his face turned pale.

He just said it casually, but now when I think about it carefully, there are so many people in the Wu family, how can they run away?

"Ahem—"

At this time, Yang Jie struggled to get up from the ruins, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Chinese boy, I didn't expect you to be very resistant to fighting. You can't even die?"

Master Long was quite surprised. If his move fell on an ordinary star-level monk, the other party would be disabled even if he did not die. But from now on, Yang Jie was only slightly injured.

"Haha, you want to hurt someone with such tickling attacks?" said Yang Jie.

Master Long's eyes were cold and he swept towards Yang Jie with one claw.

Yang Jie saw that Master Long was so powerful that he did not dare to be hit by this blow. He quickly turned sideways and dodged his attack. At the same time, he kicked Master Long in the head with a sudden kick.

Yang Jie's kick was not reserved at all, and it hit the opponent's head firmly, but it seemed like he was kicking on a steel plate. Not only did it not hurt Long Ye, but the foot he suggested was slightly painful.

"A little trick!"

Master Long suddenly turned around, waved his claw blade again, and grabbed Yang Jie's right shoulder. Even though he had an immortal golden body, a blood mark was still scratched on Yang Jie's right shoulder, and blood flowed down.

“So strong!”

Yang Jie's brows were tightly clinging to each other, and Western cultivators went beyond his expectations again and again.

When he first met Master Tiger, the opponent used a magical tiger technique and the attack increased sharply; now, Master Long used another magical dragon technique, and its power was still above Master Tiger...

"Chinese boy, finally give you a choice, surrender to me, and swear to become a slave to my Hell Heaven Killer Group. I can let you go!" Master Long looked at Yang Jie condescendingly.

"Haha, sorry, I'm not interested in being a lackey for a dog!" said Yang Jie.

"You are looking for death!" Master Long became even more angry when he saw Yang Jie's dare to talk at this time and rushed towards Yang Jie again.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish--"

While Yang Jie retreated, several Nine Yang needles were thrown out by him and hit Long Ye's vital point.

But he still underestimated the terrifying defense of Master Long's defense under the Dragon Technique. Facing the Nine Yang Needle that was shot at him, Master Long sneered and did not take any measures.

The Jiuyang needle hit Long Ye's skin and was directly bounced out.

"Go to hell!"

At this time, Master Long had already jumped over Yang Jie's head, waved his claw blade again, and grabbed Yang Jie.

"call out--"

When Yang Jie saw the big hand he was caught, he did not dare to hesitate for a moment. Ten thousand golden lights burst out from the Mosaichi Bone Sword again, and he swung his sword.

"The carved insects are small..."

Just as Master Long was about to ridicule, he found that the sharp sword energy had cut through the skin in his palm. His face changed slightly and he did not dare to continue attacking. He stepped on the ground and flew backwards and dodged the sword.

"You still need to hide. It seems that your defense is not as invincible as you imagined?" Yang Jie raised his lips slightly and said with a smile.

Master Long looked at his hand and saw that the hand that was slammed by the sword energy was already bloody and bloody. "Chinese boy, if you are a man, you will use your fists to decide the outcome. What is the ability to occupy the magic sword?"

"Haha, you still have shamelessness. Half-step moon level bullies me a star-level late stage, and you are so embarrassed to tell me not to use weapons?" Yang Jie smiled disdainfully, and naturally he would not be fooled.

After all, it is still insufficient strength. Yang Jie is confident that as long as he can reach the great perfection of the star, it is definitely not a problem to beat a dragon master. If he can reach the half-step moon level, he can easily beat the other party out of shit.

When Master Long saw that Yang Jie was not deceived, he retorted, his face turned slightly red, and decided not to talk nonsense to the other party anymore. He roared again and rushed towards Yang Jie.

He could see that although Yang Jie's sword just now occupied the magic sword and traumatized him, it also consumed a lot of spiritual power. A late-stage cultivator's spiritual power would definitely not be comparable to him, and that kind of powerful attack would definitely not be activated all the time.

As Mr. Long expected, after that sword, Yang Jie did not continue to use that kind of fighting style, but instead stepped on the floating light and blue. While dodging the opponent's attack, he waved the Mosaichi Bone Sword, bringing up sword shadows all over the sky, but the part in the sword energy slashed only brought a few white marks.

"Boy, are you tickling me?"

When Master Long saw that Yang Jie could not hurt him, he breathed a sigh of relief. He simply gave up his defense and let the sword light hit him and approached quickly towards Yang Jie. At the same time, his hands were transformed and a pillar of fire rose into the sky.

"!"

It was too late for Yang Jie to dodge. He was blown to pieces by the pillar of fire and fell heavily on the ground.

But soon, Yang Jie struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, roared out, and then attacked again.

Under the Immortal Golden Body, Yang Jie was still beaten to the ground again and again and vomited blood, but he stood up again and again and launched a fierce attack again.

"I don't believe that annoying fly, I can't kill you!" When Master Long saw that he could stand up quickly, Yang Jie was a little annoyed.

"call out--"

But at this moment, Yang Jie swung his sword and slashed out again.

Master Long was still like the same as before, without any dodging, but this time the sword energy not only left a blood mark on Master Long's body. With a sword, Master Long's entire arm fell off and blood stormed.

"ah!"

Master Long felt pain and let out a terrifying howl. Looking at his broken arm, his eyes full of disbelief, "This... how is this possible?!"

He was sure that the power of Yang Jie's sword just now was not much stronger than the sword energy before, but why did he not block it this time, but instead easily cut off one arm?!

"Haha, haven't you noticed it yet?" Yang Jie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled cunningly.

"What did you discover?" Master Long still looked confused.

"Your divine dog technique has been broken!"

"This is impossible. With your attack, how can I crack my divine dragon technique?!" The arm was cut, and Master Long didn't care about correcting Yang Jie's name for "Divine Dragon Technique", and roared hysterically.

"There is nothing impossible. You may not have noticed that I have just been aiming at your arm and attacking. Under high-density attacks, your divine dog technique requires a lot of spiritual power to maintain and repair. Before you know it, most of your spiritual power has been consumed."

"..." Master Long's heart tightened. Only then did he realize that the spiritual power in his body had been consumed.

"You should go to hell now, right?" Yang Jie sneered with a Mosaichio Bone Sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!