Chapter 425 The Origin of Holy Fire

After Long Aotian revealed his true form, his strength increased again, and his body became extremely huge, and his physical strength became even more terrifying.

"Shua!"

Long Aotian waved his huge claws and swept towards Xiao Yun.

The sharp claws, with a shrill whistling sound, seemed to tear the space apart, and burst out with terrifying attack power.

"Boom!"

Xiao Yun slashed with a sword, and the long sword burst out with blazing lightning power. A huge lightning sword extended and slashed towards Long Aotian's claws.

A deafening sound broke out between the two, and sparks flew everywhere.

Xiao Yun's eyes condensed, and he felt the surging power of the rebound, but he did not retreat. As his body flashed, he left a trail of afterimages and continued to swing his sword towards Long Aotian.

After Long Aotian revealed his true form, although his strength increased a lot, his speed slowed down, and he could not compare with Xiao Yun, who had already comprehended the mystery of the 'speed' of the way of wind.

Everyone stared at the exciting duel in the arena. They all knew that Xiao Yun had gained the upper hand. He used his unparalleled speed and terrifying sword attack power to gradually suppress Long Aotian.

"I feel extremely ashamed when I see him perform "Lightning Step" and "Thunder God Slash". In the crowd, Jian Yi smiled bitterly.

Jian Er and Jian San beside him also looked bitter.

They have all been learning from Lei Zhan for a long time, but they are not as good as Dugu Qiubai, who changed his career halfway. It's really annoying to compare with others.

"I didn't expect that the leader of the Sword Pavilion had passed all the "Thunder Sword Classic" to him." Ye Fei was a little surprised when he watched the battle on the ring.

After all, it was a quasi-emperor scripture, which was very precious. How could Lei Zhan be willing to let outsiders practice it?

You know, Dugu Qiubai is not Lei Zhan's apprentice.

"Perhaps he values ​​Dugu Qiubai's talent in swordsmanship. I think Dugu Qiubai gets along well with the people in Jian Ge. Maybe he secretly worships the master of Jian Ge as his teacher." Ye Jian said on the side.

Ye Fei stared at Xiao Yun on the ring, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "In terms of swordsmanship talent alone, he can indeed be called the first of the younger generation. Unfortunately, it is too difficult for Jian Dao to achieve the Dao of the Great Emperor. He will not be my competitor."

"Is it really impossible to achieve the Dao of the Great Emperor in Jian Dao?" Ye Jian seemed a little unwilling. Although he did not want Dugu Qiubai to achieve the Dao of the Great Emperor, he hoped that the Sword Dao could give birth to a Great Emperor. After all, he also walked the sword path.

Ye Fei shook his head and said: "The difficulty of achieving the Dao of the Sword is too great and full of uncertainty. Otherwise, the master of Jian Ge would have achieved the Dao long ago."

"Boom!"

As the few people talked, the battle on the ring became more and more violent.

Long Aotian found that his speed was suppressed by Xiao Yun. In his rage, golden flames emerged from his body, like a volcanic eruption.

"Boom!"

Long Aotian pounced on Xiao Yun fiercely, with a pair of golden claws, blocking all directions, forcing Xiao Yun to fight him head-on.

The surrounding space was shattered, and the terrifying tearing force seemed to split the world.

"Damn little bug, do you think I can't deal with you just because you are fast?" Long Aotian grinned, his huge eyes like lanterns were full of bloodthirsty murderous intent, and his eyes were extremely compelling.

His pair of golden claws tore towards Xiao Yun's head.

At this moment, Xiao Yun felt the breath of danger and couldn't help wanting to open the chaotic body.

However, he finally held back and burst out the sword intent again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Seven sword intents, all of which were perfect-level sword intents, burst out from Xiao Yun one after another, piercing through the clouds and tearing the sky, brilliant and vast.

The next moment, these seven sword intents merged into one, turning into a dazzling sword river, swallowing up the huge body of Long Aotian in front of him.

"What--" Long Aotian screamed, and the claws that touched the sword river were shattered instantly. The terrifying force made it continue to cut down towards his body.

Must dodge!

Long Aotian's pupils shrank suddenly. He knew that he could not block this sword. If he could not dodge, he would die.

At the critical moment of death, Long Aotian's potential was fully stimulated. He gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He barely moved his body sideways despite being seriously injured.

"Crack!"

The next moment, the sword river tore through the void and cut off half of Long Aotian's body, but did not hurt Long Aotian's heart.

Therefore, even if Long Aotian was seriously injured, he still saved his life.

"Leave the dragon under the sword!"

Just when Xiao Yun wanted to continue to take action, a loud shout came at this time.

The powerful breath shocked the entire Tiandi City, and Xiao Yun also felt a throbbing in his soul, as if he had met the young master of the Sword Pavilion that day.

Obviously, the person who came was a saint, or even a great saint.

Xiao Yun turned his head to look at an old man flying over from a distance, and said coldly: "A fight between peers, do you want to intervene?"

"Fellow Daoist of the Golden Dragon Clan, this is the Middle Earth, not your Nanling Million Mountains." A familiar voice came, and the next moment, the Young Master of the Sword Pavilion also appeared behind Xiao Yun, looking coldly at the Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan opposite.

The Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan glanced at the Young Master of the Sword Pavilion, then looked at Xiao Yun, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I won't attack you, I just want you to spare his life. After all, you are just sparring this time, not fighting to the death."

"Hehe, he wanted to kill me just now, but now you want me to let him go, do you think it's possible?" Xiao Yun sneered when he heard it.

He was not afraid of this man, because the young master of the Sword Pavilion would not allow him to die anyway.

He probably guessed Lei Zhan's thoughts and wanted to use him to get the imperial weapon on the top of the Sword God Mountain, so Lei Zhan would definitely not let him die before getting this imperial weapon.

Sure enough, the young master of the Sword Pavilion still supported Xiao Yun, and he also said: "Daoist friend of the Golden Dragon Clan, since you are on the stage, you must have the awareness of death. Can you only allow others to die, but not you monsters to die?"

"That's right, you monsters can't die?"

"This is our human territory. Although you are a saint, don't think of committing violence in our human territory."

"Fair competition, you can't blame others if you die, can't you monsters afford to lose?"

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Below, a group of human cultivators watching the battle also shouted.

Humans and monsters still have conflicts, so everyone stands on Xiao Yun's side, and this is their human base camp, and they are not afraid of this monster saint.

The Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan glanced at the people below, then looked at Xiao Yun and said in a deep voice: "I understand your thoughts. You want to learn from your ancestor Dugu Jian, challenge the heroes of the world, and verify your swordsmanship. In this case, there is no need for you to kill him. Maybe let him go and let him continue to become stronger. You will have one more opponent in the future, which will also be good for you to verify your swordsmanship, right? Or are you worried that he will be stronger than you in the future and are afraid?"

"Provocation?" Xiao Yun looked at the Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan opposite with a sneer on his face, and sneered: "Provocation doesn't work on me, but if I don't kill him, I have to pay a sufficient price."

In fact, he didn't plan to kill Long Aotian. After all, he had just planted the demon seed, and it was not time to harvest it yet. He had to wait for a while until the demon seed matured.

So, killing Long Aotian now would not help him much, it would be a waste.

However, Xiao Yun would not let Long Aotian go for no reason. This was not in line with his personality. At least he had to get some benefits from the Golden Dragon Clan. Anyway, he had no good feelings towards monsters.

"What price do you want?" The Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan frowned and asked. Although Long Aotian was not as good as Xiao Yun, which made him a little disappointed, he was a descendant of a real dragon after all, and his value was very high. As long as Long Aotian could save his life, he would pay with a holy weapon.

"It's very simple. I want the origin of the holy fire of the senior!" Xiao Yun looked at the Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan in front of him and smiled slightly.

"What!"

The face of the Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan changed, and then his eyes became gloomy, staring at Xiao Yun with a cold and frightening look: "Boy, don't push your luck. The Holy Fire Origin of our Golden Dragon Clan can only be condensed by saints. Once lost, they will perish. You want to use my life to exchange for Long Aotian's life, you are simply too whimsical."

"Senior, you misunderstood. I only want a ray of Holy Fire Origin. At most, I will consume some of your vitality. After a few decades, you will naturally recover." Xiao Yun shook his head.

"This..." The Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and then hesitated for a moment before he snorted coldly: "Okay, I agree. Humph, your purpose is to use my Holy Fire Origin to comprehend the mysteries of the Way of Fire, right? However, don't be too happy too soon. Refining my Holy Fire Origin will indeed help you comprehend the mysteries of the Way of Fire, but you must have a high level of comprehension. Otherwise, even if you are a genius, it is impossible for you to comprehend the mysteries of the Way of Fire with just a wisp of Holy Fire Origin."

"That's why you don't need to worry about it, senior." Xiao Yun said lightly.

Comprehension?

Haha, in front of his epiphany system, it's all a joke.

"Take it!"

The Great Saint of the Golden Dragon Clan saw that Long Aotian was seriously injured, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with Xiao Yun. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a ball of golden flame from his body, and threw it towards Xiao Yun.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun felt a wave of hot air coming towards him, and the whole person seemed to be about to melt.

The terrifying high temperature made Xiao Yun's face turn pale with horror.