326: Victory over Thousand Dao FlowThe golden dragon soaring in the sky suddenly flew back to Yang Pingan, and seemed to merge with the golden dragon's true body. The golden dragon, which was originally golden all over, now had black lines all over its body, and its golden eyes became darker.All of Yang Ping'an's soul power and mental power seemed to be injected into the golden dragon, especially the golden dragon's huge mouth, which seemed to become extremely dark, like a black hole.
This is the ultimate dark attribute mastered by Yang Ping'an's original martial soul. Ever since his original martial soul entered the ultimate darkness, Yang Ping'an's understanding of the dark attribute has become deeper and deeper.
Especially the cooperation and integration between the two martial souls can actually play a certain complementary role.
The original martial soul seemed to possess the ultimate power and ultimate gold attribute of the golden dragon. Similarly, the golden dragon martial soul seemed to gradually possess the ultimate dark attribute of the original martial soul.
When the extreme attributes of two martial spirits cooperate with each other, they can produce a more terrifying power.
At this moment, the golden dragon's huge mouth seemed like a black hole, and it began to swallow all the energy between heaven and earth, especially the energy of light, which was turned into nothingness in an instant once it encountered it.
The so-called darkness can also be called gravity. The extreme darkness is also the extreme gravity. The huge mouth of the golden dragon at this moment is like a black hole, and the sky and the earth seem to begin to change color.
Even Qian Daoliu became unusually serious at this moment. After using the power of angels and the power of the sun, not only did his body recover to its best condition, but his soul power was even greatly enhanced, making him like a god.
But under the black hole, the entire sky began to gradually dim, especially the suction from the black hole, which seemed to be sucking away the body's divine power. In particular, the sky began to darken, and it seemed that the sun could no longer provide him with enough help.
This move is the Golden Dragon Devouring the Sun that Yang Pingan had just comprehended. With the powerful body and attraction of the golden dragon, plus the attribute of extreme darkness, it can devour all the soul power and even the divine power between heaven and earth. This move can almost destroy the world.
Qian Daoliu's ninth soul ring flashed, it was his ninth soul skill: Angel's Glory.
As Qian Daoliu used his ninth soul skill, the huge six-winged angel emitted endless light, like a real sun.
The huge mouth of the golden dragon was like the darkness of the sky. The Golden Dragon Eclipse and the angel's glory were competing with each other in the sky. The whole world was competing with one black and one gold, as if it were completely split into two halves.
Thousands of streams transformed into a golden light, and holding a golden sword, they attacked the huge golden dragon's true body. The golden dragon's true body was also extremely majestic and powerful, and its pair of dragon claws seemed to be able to tear apart the sky and destroy the earth.
The two men fought countless times in an instant, and it seemed as if the world was about to collapse.
At this moment, the golden dragon bit hard on the angel's shadow. The entire angel's shadow seemed to be under tremendous force, as if it was about to be bitten to pieces, especially part of the angel's divine power was actually swallowed by the golden dragon.
Qian Daoliu seemed to have suffered a serious injury, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Even though he tried his best to resist, it seemed that there was still a certain gap in strength between the two sides.
However, Yang Ping'an took advantage of the situation and swung his huge dragon tail over, hitting the huge angel's phantom with a golden dragon's tail. The entire six-winged angel seemed to have been hit hard, and Qian Daoliu was knocked away for thousands of meters.
When the sky calmed down again, Qian Daoliu and Yang Ping'an looked at each other from a distance. However, Qian Daoliu seemed to be in poor condition. He seemed to be seriously injured and even vomited blood.
Yang Pingan said calmly: "Senior, it's almost time for you to use all your strength, otherwise you won't be able to beat me."
Qian Daoliu seemed to show a hint of fighting spirit: "Young people are formidable. I didn't expect you to have so much combat experience at such a young age."
"But what do you mean by trying your best? I have already tried my best, even using my ninth soul skill. Do you still think I am hiding something?"
Yang Pingan twitched his lips and said, "Then it's up to you, Senior. If you are willing to admit defeat, I have nothing to say."
"But this is Wuhun City. The power of faith of the Wuhun Empire for thousands of years should not be limited to this little bit, right? Otherwise, it would be too disappointing. What's more, Wuhun City also has an Angel Holy Sword, which is the real foundation of the Wuhun Empire."
Qian Daoliu's face darkened: "Yang Ping'an, I didn't expect you to know so much. Since you are determined to defeat me, I can't let you down. However, it is a bit bullying to participate in the fighting spirit with a divine weapon."
Yang Pingan smiled calmly: "Senior is indeed a gentleman, I admire you very much, but since we have fought to this extent, please let me see the Holy Angel Sword."
Qian Daoliu laughed loudly: "Haha, good, very good. Although I have fought with others countless times, I have never used the Holy Sword of Angels. Since you are not afraid at all, it seems that I will make an exception today."
As Qian Daoliu finished speaking, he reached out to the core of Wuhun City from a distance. The angel statues in the entire Wuhun City seemed to be shining with golden light, as if they were going to illuminate the world.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of light shot up into the sky, and finally a golden sword fell into Qian Daoliu's hands.
Yang Ping'an's eyes became a little solemn at this moment. The Holy Sword of Angels looked like a golden sword, weighing 36,000 kilograms. It had the attributes of ultimate fire and ultimate light, and was the nemesis of all darkness and evil in the world. Even Emperor Tian might be afraid of it, and even the gods in the divine world might be afraid of it.
After Qian Daoliu held the Angel Sword, his whole aura seemed to be completely different from before. Originally he looked powerful and majestic, but now he looked sacred.
Qian Daoliu held the Holy Angel Sword and slashed it lightly. A golden sword light shot up into the sky. The sword light seemed to be filled with infinite fire energy. Even Yang Pingan felt that his own martial soul was suppressed a little bit.
Yang Ping'an also held the golden dragon sword in his hand and slashed forward. The two sword energies collided in the air and turned into nothingness in an instant.
The two seemed to have a very good understanding of each other. They each held a sword in their hands and turned into a shadow and rushed towards each other. In just a moment, their swords collided countless times in the air. This was a contest of the highest level of swordsmanship in the world.
After holding the Holy Sword of Angels, Qian Daoliu's swordsmanship seemed to become even more fierce, especially since the Holy Sword of Angels weighed 36,000 kilograms and seemed to have some special divine power. In terms of strength, it was no weaker than Yang Ping'an.
Although Yang Ping'an's Golden Dragon Sword came from a hundred thousand year soul ring, or even far exceeded a hundred thousand year soul ring, compared to a real divine weapon, it still seemed to be lacking in some aspects, especially in terms of energy attributes, which seemed to be suppressed.
After the two of them exchanged countless moves, Qian Daoliu suddenly shouted, "Yang Ping'an, be careful, this is my last move. If you can beat me with this one, I will admit defeat."
Qian Daoliu seemed to become extremely serious. A golden light seemed to descend from the sky and shine on him. The Holy Sword of Angels seemed to emit some magical power. The six-winged angel behind Qian Daoliu suddenly changed. The original six wings became twelve wings.
Especially the twelve-winged angel holding a huge angel holy sword, which seemed to be able to destroy the world.
Yang Ping'an only felt as if he had come to a golden cross, with his whole body fixed, as if he was a prisoner about to be tried.
Qian Daoliu shouted, "Angel Judgment!"
Yang Ping'an's eyes became unusually serious, even revealing a hint of horror. He felt as if a giant sword was falling from the sky, as if it was going to split his body and even his soul in half.
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This move of Angel Judgment is indeed powerful enough. It should be a magical skill possessed by both the Six-Winged Angel Martial Spirit and the Angel Holy Sword. It is definitely not weaker than the Great Sumeru Hammer of the Haotian Sect.
Yang Ping'an gritted his teeth, and all the soul power in his body suddenly gathered together. His whole body seemed to be attached to a set of golden armor, and his whole body of soul bone armor was revealed.
At the same time, the ninth soul ring flashed rapidly, and the skin, flesh, and bones of the whole body seemed to be strengthened. It was the ninth soul skill, the Golden Dragon Body, whose strength and defense reached the extreme.
But this was not enough in the face of the divine skill. The eight soul rings in front of the golden dragon all melted, and all the soul ring energy was integrated into the ninth soul ring. The ninth soul ring flashed again, and the right hand suddenly became like a dragon claw, grabbing forward with all its strength.
A huge dragon claw suddenly appeared in the sky and grabbed the angel's holy sword that was chopping towards it, as if it could tear the sky and the earth apart.
This is Yang Ping'an's ninth soul skill after the fusion of the rings: Golden Dragon Claw, which is also the strongest single attack skill of Yang Ping'an's first martial soul.
As Yang Ping'an and Qian Daoliu attacked with all their strength, it seemed as if the entire space was impacted. People in the distance felt the heaven and earth shaking, as if their bodies and souls were about to be blown away. Even Bibi Dong felt as if her soul was about to be torn away.
When the sky calmed down again, Yang Ping'an and Qian Daoliu were in a subtle confrontation, but it seemed that both of them were not in good condition.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yang Ping'an's mouth, and his breath was still a little weaker than before, especially the hideous sword wound on his arm, and there seemed to be some special flame in the wound, preventing it from healing quickly.
Qian Daoliu on the opposite side seemed to be in even uglier condition. There was a huge claw mark on his chest, and the scar seemed to be so deep that the bone could be seen. His whole body seemed to be covered in blood, and his right hand holding the Angel's Holy Sword seemed to be shaking slightly.
Qian Daoliu glanced at the Angel Holy Sword in his hand, then at the wound on his chest, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
"Yang Ping'an, you win this time. I never thought that I would lose again after 60 years. It seems that every generation has its own talents."
Yang Ping'an bowed slightly: "Senior, you are too modest. If you hadn't had any concerns, I wouldn't have been able to take advantage of this trick."
"I am alone, and I can fight without restraint if I want to, even without caring about life and death. But you have several good brothers who are great priests, as well as relatives, and even the responsibility of inheriting the Wuhun Empire for ten thousand years. It is the things that you carry on your shoulders that make me admire you."
Qian Daoliu seemed to show a trace of relief: "I never thought that after living for more than a hundred years, the one who truly understood my thoughts was actually a child. This is rare."
Yang Pingan said calmly: "People live for what they value. I have fulfilled my wish for revenge in this life. The things that come next are secondary. But you, the senior, have too much on your shoulders. You dare not give up even when facing a strong enemy."
"As one of the three Ultimate Douluo who have been famous for a hundred years, your strength is not inferior to Poseidon and Tang Chen, and even stronger in some aspects. It's a pity that you are not as risk-taking as them, nor as extreme as them. If you hold the Holy Sword of Angels, I'm afraid no one in the world can be your opponent."
Qian Daoliu asked back: "Young man, is victory or defeat really that important?"
Yang Pingan understood it instantly, and smiled: "Yes, in the eyes of seniors, victory or defeat may not be that important. Thank you for your guidance."
After saying this, Yang Pingan prepared to leave. Although he won the battle, he might have gained more than winning or losing. (