After unlocking the seal, Long Yang, who had no scruples, was so powerful that everyone was amazed. The old monster Bitao's pace of suppressing Zhang Mo was stagnant.

Qinghai Taoist had a frosty look on his face, he was a little afraid to continue to fight against the enemy in Longyang.

"Huh, trash."

"Go and restrain this kid. Leave Long Yang to me. I will kill him as soon as possible!"

The old monster Bitao immediately stopped attacking Zhang Mo. Zhang Mo was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back. He was breathing heavily, but his eyes were still determined and full of fighting spirit.

Old monster Bitao came directly to Long Yang, while Qinghai Taoist went to restrain Zhang Mo.

Long Yang's face looked a little solemn. Old Monster Bitao was a master of the Half-Step Golden Fairyland. This was the strongest opponent he had ever faced!

Zhang Mo also breathed a sigh of relief and stabilized the situation after his opponent was replaced by a Qinghai Taoist in the late Tianxian stage.

"Boy Long Yang, I was negligent when I failed to kill you in the Qilin Formation. But this time, I won't let you go!"

Powerful pressure was released from the old monster Bitao, and the crowd in the distance could feel this unrivaled pressure.

The old monster Bitao suddenly erupted without any warning, and used a nine-section whip. The green figure lingered around the golden figure of Long Yang like smoke, making people dazzled.

Long Yang's reaction was also extremely fast. He swung his spear like a galloping dragon, blocking the blow of the nine-section whip.

After a muffled "bang" sound, a layer of transparent ripples seemed to ripple in the air and dispersed in all directions. People more than a hundred feet away could clearly feel the invisible pressure coming from behind.

Long Yang's golden figure was shaken high into the air. Immortal Bitao's strength was extremely powerful. Long Yang was knocked away by a blow, and his cultivation was obviously not as strong as Immortal Bitao.

Long Yang, who was high in the sky, laughed boldly, and suddenly swooped down, using the dragon-slaying spear technique without reservation.

"Three broken meteors!"

He used the power of the dive to increase his power, and the golden spear rolled up countless meteors. Countless meteors suddenly spun down, and the meteors fell. The momentum was amazing!

Immortal Bitao smiled indifferently and didn't care at all.

"Boy, you are still too young!"

He rose into the sky like a ghost, and with a whooshing sound, he shot towards countless falling meteors. The timing and angle were extremely clever, and there were no flaws to be found.

Immortal Bitao was unstoppable, waving his nine-section whip like the wind, splitting thousands of terrifying meteors in pieces, and before his power was exhausted, he swung his whip directly towards Long Yang.

The two of them exchanged spears and whips in the first move. Neither of them wanted to back down, and they fought hard to hit every target. This was a fierce battle, and neither of them wanted to lose momentum by three points.

Long Yang raised his gun to meet him, but was driven back a hundred steps by the powerful force of the nine-section whip. He finally felt the huge pressure Zhang Mo had just endured. This Bitao Immortal was by no means comparable to a character like King Yaksha.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Long Yang's mouth, but he felt no fear at all. He felt the blood boiling all over his body and his eyes seemed to become blood red.

"The spear is the courage of a hundred soldiers, how can I be afraid of it?"

Long Yang let out a long roar, and the dragon's spine seemed to be filled with infinite joy, roaring towards the Bi Tao Immortal, without any reservation, as fast as lightning and as bright as a star.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Immortal Bitao's mouth.

"Today is your death anniversary!"

The nine-section whip transformed into an ancient dragon. The majestic spiritual power seemed to shatter the void, and the blazing green light seemed to submerge the entire sky, giving people a feeling of "green clouds overwhelming the city."

The gun pierced into the green whip shadow.

A series of clear sounds of metal and iron erupted in the air. Long Yang attacked from top to bottom. He was unable to focus for a moment. He let out a muffled groan and was shocked to fly up again. However, this time, Long Yang only retreated fifty steps!

With the cultivation and character of Immortal Bitao, he was also horrified.

"This kid actually became more brave as he fought. Not only was he not scared by my strength, but he also became stronger?"

Long Yang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong, old guy, you don't have enough strength?"

He roared again, without flinching, and the dragon's spine roared like a gust of wind and rain, without any pause or hesitation, one move after another, flowing and flawless.

"Huh, looking for death!"

Immortal Bitao shouted angrily and waved the nine-section whip in his hand even faster.

The spiritual power in Immortal Bitao's body surged like a tide, and there seemed to be no signs of exhaustion. The whiplash caused the air to vibrate violently, and the air waves rolled like a stormy sea. The entire Nanyang City was turned upside down by it!

Many masters around looked at it and were secretly frightened. The nine-section whip was extremely powerful, and the sky was full of green whip shadows and golden dragons roaring and biting, which made people feel frightened.

"This Immortal Bitao has actually cultivated to such a level. I am not as good as me, but little friend Longyang is also someone the second elder told me to protect. What should I do?"

The white-robed old man from the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce was hiding in the shadows, extremely troubled.

Xiao Bishui from the Blood Demon Cult, Su Meier from the Wind and Rain Palace, Iron-Blooded Judge Mobiweng and other top experts also put down their food, tea and wine, and watched intently, with cautious expressions on their faces.

No one thought that Long Yang could confront Immortal Bitao. At this moment, the shock that the young man brought to them was so great that they could not take it lightly.

Long Yang was knocked away again, and blood was splashed everywhere again, but he rushed forward with an even faster movement.

He has forgotten life and death, without any distracting thoughts, he fights wholeheartedly, with only the trembling tip of the spear in his eyes.

Immortal Bitao snorted coldly, his hands suddenly turned green, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of green light.

In an instant, green light spread in Nanyang City, like a green devil descending on the world.

The green body of Immortal Bitao suddenly rotated like the wind, whipping out countless violently rotating green annular airflows. This airflow was like a spirit, condensing into an ancient poisonous snake, spinning, entwining, and tightly coiled in Longyang

on top of the spear.

This green air flow followed Long Yang's spear, spiraled up, and directly shattered Long Yang's arms and clothes. Long Yang snorted and flew away. This blow severely damaged his left arm, and he was almost unable to lift it.

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Chapter completed!