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"What's that?" This palm strike was at least twice as powerful as before! This kind of strength is not something that can be found on the fifth floor of the precelestial stage! "
When Lin Yu saw the change in Xiong Yang's palms, a hint of horror appeared in his eyes once again. His dantian started to operate crazily and a large amount of true energy was quickly poured into his hands. Lin Yu suddenly let out a loud dragon roar and a layer of hazy golden claw shadow silently covered both of his hands.
Dragon Claw!
Lin Yu could actually form dragon claw shadows with his hands!
This image of a dragon claw was the elementary form of the dragon shaped energy cultivated by the Celestial Dragon's Strength. With the enhancement of the dragon shaped energy, Lin Yu's combat strength would at least double!
"Bam!"
A large amount of true energy suddenly burst out from Lin Yu's body. An even more powerful aura suddenly gushed out from his two claws and charged straight at Xiong Yang with a formidable power.
"Lin Yu, die!" Heavenly Star Sword, Limitless Palm! "
The veins on his forehead stood out. His palms were as heavy as lead and mercury as he slowly pushed them towards Lin Yu. Lin Yu's body that was rushing over was blocked by this palm wind.
"Break for me!"
Lin Yu's face showed a trace of malevolence. The shadow of the dragon claw on his hands was still blurry, but it seemed to have become more solid than before.
The zhenqi in his body surged, and his meridians began to feel a sharp pain from the crazy circulation of the Zhen Qi. Lin Yu seemed to not be able to feel it, and continuously poured his Zhen Qi into the illusory dragon claw, and then crashed into the sky-star palm with a terrifying force.
Boom!
The two of them clashed evenly with each other, the golden dragon claw image and the pitch black sky-star palm deadlocked. The veins on Lin Yu and Xiong Yang all over their bodies bulged, but they were unable to break through each other.
The fourth move of the Dragon Hand Art, the second stage of the Celestial Dragon's Strength, combined with the enhancement of the dragon shaped Qi, as well as the absorption of the nature's spirit energy from the Innate One Sword Art, could not break Xiong Yang's defense at all!
Lin Yu's face immediately darkened and his eyes became unsettled.
"Lin Yu, you dare to face me in a stalemate? I'm afraid you don't even know how you died in the end! "
Xiong Yang's face was a little shocked at first, but soon a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although the two of them could not tell who would win or lose, Xiong Yang was at the fifth level of precelestial stage, and his internal energy was several times greater than Lin Yu's.
"A stalemate? "In your dreams!"
Lin Yu frowned slightly. The true energy within his body started to flow even more crazily than before. His entire body was filled with an intense pain. A huge amount of true energy was generated and quickly gushed into the shadow dragon claw.
Intense gusts of wind gradually surged around the two of them. The transformation rate of the inborn technique was getting faster and faster, and the conversion of the surrounding spiritual energy was not able to keep up with Lin Yu. The true energy ball in his dantian gradually became smaller and thinner, while the pair of dragon claws became more and more destructive.
Only when the ball of Qi in Lin Yu's Dantian turned to the size of a fifth did he stop absorbing Zhen Qi.
Due to the crazily circulating zhen qi in his body, at this moment, all of the blood droplets were forming on Lin Yu's skin. He was as ferocious as a blood man as he stared at the pair of dragon claws with a crazy look in his eyes.
"Fourth move, Sky Cracking Claw!"
The energy in his body was surging. This Sky Cleaving Claw was a killing move that he had used with his greatest strength. If he could not severely injure Xiong Yang, then he would die in the hands of Xiong Yang today!
The dazzling golden dragon claw struck towards Xiong Yang's palms. Although the progress was slow, it was going deeper bit by bit.
Lin Yu looked calm, but inside, he was feeling anxious. The last bit of true energy in his body was slowly dissipating with this Sky Claw Claw skill. If he couldn't break the opponent as soon as possible, then he would have to surrender once the true energy in his body ran out!
"Hurry up! "Faster!"
Lin Yu shouted in his heart as he tried his best.
Xiong Yang seemed to have seen through Lin Yu's predicament. His face revealed a complacent smile as he stared coldly at Lin Yu. A trace of killing intent silently emitted from him.
"Killing intent!"
Lin Yu looked at Xiong Yang's cold eyes and was shocked. Impossible, it was not as though Xiong Yang wanted to kill him, but that obvious killing intent made Lin Yu feel a real sense of threat!
Why?
To kill the son of a hero of the Great Chu, was he not afraid of being sent to prison by the Emperor?
"Hahaha …" "Lin Yu, go to hell!"
Xiong Yang suddenly sneered, a tyrannical force came out from the sky-star palm and rushed towards the sharp dragon claws. Lin Yu only felt a powerful force from his hands that pushed him back three feet.
"That lord wants your life by name! "Lin Yu, it's not your fault that you died!"
Xiong Yang's voice was exceptionally cold. Seeing that Lin Yu's eyes were void of any emotion, a blazing black light blossomed from his palm. An aura even more dangerous than before began to rapidly brew, its target was Lin Yu!
"Who?" Who wants my life? I cannot lose, if I lose, then I die! "
Lin Yu's pupils shrank. The only remaining true energy in his body that was already covered in wounds started to rush to his hands crazily. He looked at Xiong Yang with an indifferent face and a hint of solemness appeared in his eyes.
Who was it?
To be able to make Xiong Yang come and put him to death, even at the risk of being beheaded!
Lin Yu looked at the changes in Wu Tie's palms, and a hint of shock appeared in his eyes once again. His dantian started to operate at a crazy speed, and a large amount of true energy quickly flowed into his hands. Lin Yu's body suddenly produced a resonant dragon roar, and a layer of hazy golden claw silently covered his hands.
As the crown prince, who else could be called an adult?
Who exactly was the mysterious person hiding behind him?