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Lie Haoyang was still as domineering as before. Even though he had suffered a little at the hands of Jiang Yang, he knew very well that Jiang Yang's Dao arts could not be performed in one go. He, who was born in the Tyrant Yuan Sect, had a very thorough understanding of the Dao arts. The more powerful a Dao technique was, the higher the requirement was for it to be used. The more powerful it was, the more restrictions it would have on himself.

Yesterday, Jiang Yang was already exhausted after executing it twice. Now, he was on the verge of reaching his limit after using it three times in half a day.

"He doesn't have much strength, but his tone is quite impressive!"

Jiang Yang looked at Lie Haoyang coldly. At this moment, he had consumed a certain amount of energy. Having just killed the Six-Eared Python Tiger, in addition to his confrontation with Lie Haoyang, he had already used his immortal spirit dao technique twice. He had already used more than half of the power in his body. Even if he had the Great Mystery Scripture and two great spiritual roots, he would not be able to recover to the peak in a short period of time.

However, Jiang Yang's personality was as stubborn as ever. Even if Lie Haoyang was powerful, he wouldn't give up just like that.

"I won't cry until I see the coffin!"

The big blade on Lie Haoyang's back flew into his hand, bringing a biting cold light. The name of this large blade was Tiger Essence, and it was a large blade belonging to the Spirit Condensation realm. It was ranked amongst the best of the low rank. Compared to Jiang Quan Hu's sword, it was far superior.

The back of the blade slid down from his arm. Lie Haoyang stared at Jiang Yang with a serious look, the pride in his eyes still never dissipated.

"Just a trivial cultivation in the wild, today I will let you experience the strength of a core disciple of a religion!"

Although he had suffered a loss at the hands of Jiang Yang, Lie Haoyang didn't think that he would be able to defeat him. It was just because he didn't know much about Jiang Yang's Dao arts. As a core disciple of the Tyrant Yuan School, even if he wasn't a peak character, when facing a wild cultivator, he had the arrogance of a disciple of the Tyrant Yuan School.

"Strength Yuan Tian!"

As Lie Haoyang spread his arms, his long hair was lifted up by the dense spiritual power coming out from his body. Boundless spiritual energy surrounded him, producing sounds similar to the whistling of the wind. This was a cultivation method to increase one's own strength. Judging from Lie Haoyang's condition, he should have only displayed the level of his ability at the initial stage.

"This is the Power Yuan Tian!" Senior brother Haoyang has actually already reached the third stage! "

A few of the Tyrant Yuan Sect inner sect disciples cried out in surprise.

"Even core disciples might not have a chance to come into contact with the Power Yuan Tian. Senior brother Haoyang, he ?"

"Humph, senior brother Haoyang is the son of the hall master. It's not that difficult for him to obtain the strength of the Yuan Tian cultivation technique."

"Broken Mountains and Rivers!"

Lie Haoyang's palm chopped down horizontally, seemingly as fast as lightning. Accompanied by a whistling gale, the Spiritual Energy condensed into a sharp Spiritual Wave. It looked as soft as cotton, but it made Jiang Yang tremble with fear.

Both Wang Yanfeng and Wang Yanfeng were out of breath. They were forced back a few steps by the impact of the punch and almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Yang's expression was grave as he swung his left hand. Crack crack crack. Ice quickly formed into a pair of icy gauntlets.

Ice Breaking Fist!

This punch was from Jiang Yang with all of his strength. He didn't hold back at all. After all, Lie Haoyang's strength was extraordinary. He might not even be that much weaker than Lu Mingshan.

With a rumble, Jiang Yang was forced back with his heels against a rock. The rock cracked and crumbled into powder.

"Tremor Earth Essence!"

Lie Haoyang fiercely retracted his fists. The sleeves on his arms were shattered by the powerful spiritual power. The blood vessels and skin on his arm could be seen with the naked eye, just like small snakes twisting around each other.

His two fists descended, fiercely smashing into the ground. A huge crack appeared on the surface of the earth as the soil under Jiang Yang's feet fell towards the crack. Moreover, amidst the violent shaking, Jiang Yang was actually unable to stand firm. His legs felt numb.

That strike that shook the earth essence was just a feint. The real attack had paralyzed Jiang Yang's legs through his spirit energy.

"Cracking Spirit!"

Streams of green smoke emitted from Lie Haoyang's body. The smoke was inhaled into his nostrils, and his eyes shone with a bright light. He opened up his palms and fiercely slapped them together in front of Jiang Yang. A terrifying wave of air rushed over, as if it wanted to break all the objects in the way.

At this moment, Jiang Yang was still unable to regain his mobility. He frowned and clenched his teeth tightly. In his mind, he continuously simulated how to escape in this critical moment.

Just as the blast was about to hit Jiang Yang's body, a thought flashed through Jiang Yang's mind. A cyclone suddenly appeared in his right hand, a cyclone!

A swirl wave hit on Jiang Yang's left shoulder. With the impact of this swirl wave, Jiang Yang quickly dodged Lie Haoyang's attack.

"What!"

Lie Haoyang and the other disciples of the Tyrant Yuan Sect stared dumbstruck at Jiang Yang who was lying on the ground, although there were quite a few injuries on his shoulder. But at least he still had the power to fight. If he was hit by that blast of air just now, Jiang Yang's body would probably be instantly smashed into pieces.

"So ruthless!"

Wang Yan and Feng Ji stood to the side and spat out these two words in a daze.

Although Jiang Yang couldn't block Lie Haoyang's attack, he also couldn't move his body to dodge it. However, he actually thought of using his own Tao technique to attack him, using this force to quickly move him away. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't dare to think of such a thing.

It was because this method was really too ruthless towards him. No one would have thought that they would use self-mutilation to avoid the attacks of others. Fortunately, Jiang Yang had enough control over his spirit energy to make him move just in time without causing too much damage to himself.

After all, Wang Yanfeng and Wang Xianfeng had seen the power of the Turbulent Wave of the Rivers and Seas before. Before an attack, the power of his Dao arts wasn't much weaker than a first level Spirit Condensation expert.

After he had executed the three moves of the 'Power Yuan Sky' technique, Lie Haoyang's face became a little pale. This method of attack consumed a lot of energy for his body. Before he reached the Spirit Condensation realm, he would use this technique too many times, and it might even harm his foundation. It would bring great hidden dangers to his future cultivation.

However, he didn't expect that there would be someone in the Qi Condensation stage who could dodge the attack of Li Yuantian. Before he met Jiang Yang, he had never heard of him.

"Your moves should have already been used up. Now, I'll let you try out my moves!"

With his left arm under his shoulder, Jiang Yang was no longer able to continue fighting. His grey and black hair danced in the wind. On his right hand, a vortex with black lines moving about was slowly enlarged in his palm.

"Whirlwind!"