Forced to reveal his body, and then use his sword to break off the opponent's attack, Long Ao's move seemed somewhat beyond the expectations of the green-robed guardian god.
The green-robed patron saint casually waved his hand to offset Long Ao's penetrating sword energy. Only then did he seriously look at Long Ao. The strength of an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Mahayana has almost reached that of the late stage of Mahayana.
Long Ao was not arrogant enough to think that he could easily destroy his opponent, but after the blow just now, his self-confidence increased rapidly.
"It turns out that this patron saint is nothing more than that. Maybe his strength is only in the late Mahayana stage. If I try my best, I may not have any chance of defeating my opponent!"
The fighting spirit in Long Ao's heart soared, and he used the bloodthirsty technique, and his fighting strength continued to increase.
Even though the green-robed patron saint was surprised, he didn't think that the middle-stage Mahayana immortal cultivator in front of him would be the opponent of his late-stage Mahayana immortal cultivator. If he hadn't been afraid of the detection of those immortals, he would have killed Long Ao with one move.
If Long Ao had known that the patron saint here could not easily reach beyond the late Mahayana cultivation level, he might not have drank the soul-eating wine at the border of Yunzhou.
Of course, until now, Long Ao didn't know about this situation, so he still didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, for fear of being killed instantly by the opponent.
"Long Ao, you are so brave, you dare to go against the patron saint! I want to see what capital you have to go against the patron saint!"
The green-robed guard glared angrily, his aura reaching the peak of the Mahayana stage. Long Ao was forced to retreat and his figure was somewhat unsteady.
"Patron Saint, bah! What kind of patron saint are you? I'll give you the honor of calling you "Senior". I'm so worried. You're nothing! There's no need to pretend to be noble in front of me. If you have the ability, come and fight! Who's afraid of you?
Can’t do it?”
Long Ao stood in the air and said arrogantly, which made the green-robed guardian god furious.
"court death!"
The green-robed patron saint shouted angrily, raised his armor, and prepared to fight Long Ao.
Whoosh!
The flying sword in Long Ao's hand had already drawn an arc. The bloodthirsty technique and the Liuyun Sword Technique were used to strike directly at the green-robed guardian god. The sword light was also mixed with purple-gray flames.
The green-robed patron saint did not dare to be careless, and slowly punched out into the air with a single fist. This punch was several times more powerful than the previous one. There was no sound of breaking through the air. The punch force had already met Long Ao's punch.
Sword energy.
Both sides only fired one move, which was basically a contest of absolute strength. Long Ao's several attack methods were integrated into one, and the actual combat power had exceeded the strength of a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator.
There was a loud bang, and this move exploded into a huge whirlpool in the air, and the powerful energy exploded the white mist.
Long Ao's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but retreat ten feet away. With this move, the opponent still had an absolute advantage in strength.
When Long Ao retreated, the green-robed patron saint also retreated three feet away. The expression on his face changed again, and his attitude towards Long Ao was different from before.
When an ant becomes an enemy capable of fighting with itself, it naturally cannot continue to treat its enemy as an ant.
The green-robed patron saint definitely did not expect that Long Ao would have such strength. It was as strong as his own in the late Mahayana period, so he did not dare to underestimate the other party.
Long Ao was even more depressed. He didn't expect that his full-strength move was not as powerful as the opponent's ordinary punch. In this way, the opponent's strength was still much higher than his own.
The green-robed patron saint flashed and teleported in the direction of Long Ao. After all, he had the advantage in spiritual consciousness. There was no reason why the green-robed patron saint should not choose this fastest way to fight.
When the green-robed patron saint teleported, Long Ao secretly thought that something was wrong and wanted to escape into the black dragon ring for the first time, but at this moment, he failed.
"No, I have been enveloped by his spiritual consciousness. Even if I want to escape into the black dragon ring, it is impossible!"
After Long Ao lost his escape route, he was shocked. His spiritual consciousness shrouded his surroundings, but he was unable to detect the opponent's teleportation trajectory.
boom!
A huge force hit Long Ao's chest without any warning. At this time, Long Ao's reaction was at its fastest, but he had no time to swing his sword to resist.
The fist appeared strangely, and the attack of the fist was faster and faster, hitting Long Ao's chest heavily, and the golden light suddenly trembled in the air.
The golden scale armor could no longer withstand such a powerful attack and shattered into pieces on Long Ao's chest, and the fist hit Long Ao's chest solidly.
The power of this punch directly knocked Long Ao hundreds of feet away, and he was attacked by the opponent's teleportation. This was a consequence that Long Ao had long expected, but he didn't want to be unable to escape into the black dragon ring. This was inconsistent with his own plan.
There is still a difference.
Even if a punch from a late-stage Mahayana cultivator cannot kill a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator, it can definitely seriously injure the opponent.
Of course, with the super defensive power of Long Ao's golden scale armor and the solidity of his body, the trauma caused by this punch only made Long Ao spit out a mouthful of blood.
When the blood spurted out, it quickly covered Long Ao's body, and then merged into Long Ao's body.
"Impossible! He was not seriously injured?"
The spiritual consciousness of the green-robed patron saint has been shrouding Long Ao. At this time, he discovered that the other party's injuries were not as serious as he thought, and that the other party's injuries were recovering at an extremely fast speed.
In less than a minute, Long Ao's injuries had mostly recovered, but he felt a little depressed. After all, he didn't detect the opponent's teleportation.
In the past, even if he met a cultivator with a level higher than his own, Long Ao could vaguely feel the teleportation trajectory of the other party, but he could not feel the teleportation trajectory of the green-robed guardian angel.
A good feeling spread in Long Ao's heart.
"No, I have to find a way to escape quickly! The opponent is definitely not only a late-stage Mahayana cultivator, but may be a cultivator beyond the late Mahayana stage. If I don't escape, there is no way I can defeat him."
When Long Ao thought of this, he still wanted to fight with the opponent. He flashed and flew quickly outside the white mist.
"I told you, you can't escape!" The green-robed patron saint smiled coldly, and his body teleported again and disappeared into the air.