"Boom!"
The huge dragon claw that descended from the sky carried a matchless might, as if it was able to shake the heavens, and immediately slapped a disciple of the Nine Swords Sect who was unable to avoid it, and fiercely pressed him onto the land below, causing him to be crushed into minced meat, with only the slightest of blood spilling out.
By this moment, Ao Fan had killed an unknown number of disciples of the Nine Swords Sect. Even if he didn't count the Nine Swords Sect disciples with Mortal Realm cultivation, he had killed dozens of people above the Dao Realm cultivation alone, making it difficult to count them all.
In the midst of being massacred, a disciple of the Nine Swords Sect suddenly woke up and shouted, "Although the strength of the Dragon Race has multiplied after transforming into a dragon, but he was only at the cultivation level of the First Turning Dao Realm, even if he transforms into a dragon, how strong can he be, let's all quickly come together to chop him down."
Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect, who had become fearful due to the bloody tactics, understood and once again turned back to rush towards Ao Fan, wanting to kill him.
Ao Fan was not moved, his cold gaze flashed, aiming at the Nine Swords Sect disciple who had just spoken, flying his body and rushing over at breakneck speed, a dragon's claw was like a meteor out of the sky, soaring and powerful, slapping on the Nine Swords Sect disciple who had spoken, slapping his body into the earth, making a loud noise, and then no more sound.
This was how he reaped the lives of the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect! At this moment, his strength is strong, and do not want to attack, encountered a turn of the Dao realm cultivation is okay, can easily kill; encountered the second turn of the Dao realm cultivation will have to take a turn, may not be able to kill each other; encountered three turn of the Dao realm cultivation, even more have to detour to avoid, unavoidable intuitive to face.
But even so, his physical strength is also gradually exhausted, dragon yuan is not even a trace of survival, completely to the end of the road!
Hero at the end of the road, refers to him. With his courage and martial arts, if he had survived, his future achievements would be unimaginable, and he could even become a party of powerful men, pointing to the mountains and rivers.
However, at this moment, he has not yet grown up, but suffered several times than his people attack, and the cultivation is not very different, completely have no life. The fact that he was able to support himself until this moment could already be explained by a miracle!
The Dragon Clan's royal son, a young man of valour. No fear of death, would rather die than give in!
This was his nature, fighting for his life, even if he died, he would pull a large group of people to accompany him!
"Reverse Blood Style!"
Being on the brink of life and death, he finally performed such a heaven-defying stance, stimulating the potential of his entire body. He roared out, causing all of them to be stunned for a moment without drawing attention.
He had never performed this stance before and did not know what effect it had. However, at this moment, he felt an unspeakable sense of fullness filling him, and even his originally depleted Dragon Yuan was restored.
"Roar!" A high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and his body was covered in red aura, almost completely blocking out the daylight.
His aura was rising by leaps and bounds. Wild winds howled around him, flying sand and stones, causing all of them to feel a wave of unease.
Ao Fan violently dashed downwards, his body was like lightning, he actually rushed in between a group of Nine Swords Sect disciples before they could react, instantly cutting down most of this group of Nine Swords Sect disciples, and there was a series of screams and splashes of blood.
However, immediately after that, a massive force like a mountain of force came from his left side, sending him flying, knocking down an otherwise glorious building and turning it into a ruin.
He levitated up to look, only to see a cultivator with a cultivation at the Third Turning Dao Realm rushing towards him at great speed. He knew that after transforming into a dragon, although his strength had multiplied, his size was also much larger, and those cultivators at the Third Turning Dao Realm, who could originally be dodged by him as if he was dodging a needle in the eye, could finally attack him.
But he was undaunted! After transforming into a dragon, his strength had been increased, and he was already able to kill cultivators of the Second Turning Dao Realm, and after performing the Blood Reversal Style, he was even more extraordinary, and was already able to counteract cultivators of the Third Turning Dao Realm. Even he himself didn't know that the Reverse Blood Style was so heaven-defying, the effects displayed were too astonishing.
Even if he died before he was old, what was there to fear? Even if one died without a burial, what was the harm?
As long as he did his best to fight through the battle, he would have no regrets!
The Blood Cloud Hand became extremely terrifying as he unleashed it. A bloody hand, which seemed to cover the sky, was very huge and slapped horizontally. That Third Turn Daoist Realm cultivator couldn't dodge it at all, and was slapped on the spot, sending him flying with a vicious earthquake and crashing into another building. He didn't have a strong physique like Ao Fan's, and despite having Yuan Qi to protect his body, he was shaken to the point of vomiting blood.
The might of Ao Fan had been profoundly witnessed by the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect. However, under the watchful eyes of all the powerhouses in the air, none of the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect dared to hide, and they all rushed forward to mingle with Ao Fan once again.
Only dragon roars were heard continuously, and blood awnings flashed violently. There were also moves across the sky with different colours and shades. This place is gorgeous and dangerous, every now and then people are injured, but also people are accidentally killed by Ao Fan.
Blood flowed all over the earth, and was still spreading out to the surroundings, a gust of bloody odour floated in the air, accompanied by the breeze, no matter who smelled it all frowned. One of the buildings on the Martial Way Peak was also affected in the battle. Countless gorgeous buildings were destroyed in the aftermath of the struggle, no longer as gorgeous as in years past.
Because Ao Fan's body at this time is very large, slightly airborne, will cross the distance of more than a hundred feet, so that the scope of the battle is also growing, from the north of the Wudao Peak to the south, and even the war to the sea of clouds. The places they destroyed were just too much, the entire peak was in shambles, from now on it would be impossible for the Nine Swords Sect disciples to cultivate.
Battling back to the centre of the Martial Way Peak again, Ao Fan danced his long body wildly. With a flick of his long tail, he instantly sent several people flying, and a splash of blood spilled into the air. At the same time, he was also ruthlessly suppressed and crashed into the earth, with cracks spreading out rapidly like a mirror shattering.
At this point in the battle, even if he had performed the heaven-defying Reverse Blood Style, he was still incomparably exhausted. Those disciples of the Nine Swords Sect were even worse, they had already died nearly a hundred people. Blood was spread all over the earth, and the corpses were stacked in piles, it was very terrifying, just like a Shura killing field.
"Roar!" Ao Fan roared and killed one person again. At the same time, several people whose cultivation was at the Third Turning Dao Realm surrounded him, launching intense attacks on him.
Ao Fan felt unprecedentedly tired, and even the scales on his dragon body showed a dull lustre. His aura gradually dispersed, and the power in his body was slowly being drawn out. He knew that this was the duration of the Reverse Blood Style would pass.
"Boom!" A violent rumbling sound rang out, and Ao Fan's huge body bled everywhere as he collapsed helplessly to the ground.
The effect of the Reverse Blood Style had disappeared, and coupled with the attacks of several people with the cultivation of the Third Turning Dao Realm, he was finally unable to support himself any longer, and it felt as if his life was rapidly draining away. Seeing this, the surrounding disciples of the Nine Swords Sect surged in, wanting to give Ao Fan a fatal blow.
But at this very moment, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Taoist Master, and he instantly came to Ao Fan's side, stopping the crowd from attacking.
"Heavenly Sword Daolord, please hand him over to me, he killed my only son, I wish to avenge my son with my own hands." Huang Xiao hurriedly flew in to plead with the Heavenly Sword Daolord.
The Heavenly Sword Daolord laughed coldly, not even glancing at Huang Xiao, and said, "If he was an ordinary loose cultivator, it wouldn't be wrong to let you kill him. But he is of the Dragon Clan, and is the Dragon Clan's royal son, do you think that I will hand him over to you?"
Huang Xiao's face changed, and he looked at Ao Fan, whose breath was weak, in shock.