Dragon Sovereign

0Zhang Fan glanced at the little guy, then gritted his teeth again. A medicinal pill instantly appeared in his palm and he stuffed it into his mouth. This was the pill Elder Huang had given him.    

    

The moment the pill entered his mouth, a surge of very pure energy instantly flowed into his body. At this time, he could clearly feel that the energy within his body was like boiling water, and instantly began to boil.    

    

Since the side effects were already there, he did not need to wait for the other one. The Inverse Soul Transformation technique in his body activated at the first level, and the energy began to circulate through his body along that strange circulation route. With the reverse and the right side, the energy that was already boiling in his meridians began to surge, and his breathing became a little hurried.    

    

If his body hadn't gone through the tempering, the energy would have caused him serious internal injuries.    

    

This time, it was slightly silent. The highest level he had used in this world was the Cloud Wave Sword Art, but the Cloud Wave Sword Art had a total of ten moves. Under the effects of the Lightning Strike, the next move would be the Phantom Water.    

    

He had not used this move before, but he had seen his master use it before, and it could be said that under his master's control, it was absolutely boundless. That terrifying sword intent, perhaps the surrounding buildings could instantly turn into ruins, because it was too overbearing, and it consumed a lot of energy, so he would not easily use it. And on the sixth floor, he would not be able to reach the overbearing state of Illusory Water.    

    

His slightly tattered robe fluttered without any wind as a purple light lightly circulated. His entire demeanor had undergone an earth-shattering change. Previously, he had revealed his true colors, but now he felt as if he had returned to his original nature.    

    

At this moment, Zhang Fan looked as if he didn't pose any threat, because the energy was too sparse and ordinary. However, among experts, there was no need to think like this, because there were too many hidden things behind this move.    

    

When the storm truly came, it would frantically wreak havoc. Even if it didn't give the two magical beasts a proper bed to sleep on, it was enough to ensure the safety of the small magical beast.    

    

"Fantasy water!"    

    

The indifferent voice didn't have the slightest fluctuation of emotion, but if one were to listen carefully, they would hear a slight tremble. He wasn't afraid, but he was excited.    

    

Yun Luo Sword Technique was ever-changing, but the real killing move was the last five. After comprehending all the changes in the ten moves, a new move was derived from the ten moves. The level of the new moves was not high, causing the opponent to be unable to fathom it.    

    

This was also the reason why the name of the highest sword technique in the history of the Ancient Martial Families was not baseless.    

    

Now that he had reached this stage, he had to use the last five moves without any regrets.    

    

He was not afraid of death, he was definitely afraid of death, but under certain circumstances, what was the use of being afraid of death? Since the result was always like this, why not face it head on?    

    

He treasured his life, but he wouldn't be stingy with his life. If he escaped this time, then this mark would be engraved in his heart forever. With this mark, the chances of breaking through were practically zero.    

    

The Purple Clouds technique looked gentle, but it was also the most tyrannical technique. This was because he paid particular attention to fear. If a certain knot in his heart could not be unraveled, perhaps it would forever stagnate, and he would never be able to make another breakthrough.    

    

Thus, while using the Purple Clouds technique to focus on one's mental state, it would also ensure that there was no regret left in one's heart. This was also the most unique aspect of the Purple Clouds technique, as well as the most domineering aspect.    

    

Zhang Fan's body moved, and in that instant, the energy that was floating around his body became like the waves on the sea, layer after layer. Zhang Fan's body instantly became blurry, and in less than two seconds, his body became like a purple star.    

    

The sword intent, the frenzied sword intent, caused the energy that was like waves to ripple.    

    

The current Illusory Water Attack was definitely capable of surpassing the energy of the Xuan Yuan level.    

    

When Zhang Fan was still two meters away from the two magic beasts, an incomparably vast sword qi exploded out like a volcano. It was extremely violent as it rippled out in all directions.    

    

As the two magical beasts felt the energy, their disdain disappeared. Although this energy was insufficient to threaten them, such a weak person was able to unleash such a terrifying attack. This was even more so for magical beasts.    

    

"Roar ~ ~" The Gale Beast rushed up, a terrifying energy instantly exploded out, following the fall of that roar, the energy of heaven and earth in the surroundings instantly condensed.    

    

Gale Leopard, one of the innate abilities of this technique, the Windstorm Slash. A gigantic blade made from pure energy suddenly appeared, warping the space around it.    

    

Zhang Fan naturally sensed something. He gritted his teeth and a low voice came out from his mouth, "Fight!"    

    

It was just a simple word, yet the Purple Clouds Divine Art was unleashed once again. He was not afraid of the huge sabre.    

    

"Roar ~ ~" The Gale Leopard roared and the huge blade instantly rushed forward.    

    

"Bang!" The terrifying energy rippled and the surrounding trees were cut in half.    

    

"Roar!" That little magical beast also reacted at this moment. White rays of light surged out from its body in a flash, and its star-like eyes were filled with fury.    

    

The Gale Leopard's body instantly trembled. Just as it was about to retrieve its energy, the purple light suddenly contracted.    

    

"Flowing Light"    

    

This move, he had also seen it from his own master. The flowing light did not have any other simplicity, and it basically combined with the effects of thunder, but the outburst of the flowing light was even more terrifying, because this move had once again gained a higher level of speed, because the flowing light was focused on tempering itself thoroughly.    

    

This move might look simple, but in less than two seconds, he had already waved his hands hundreds of times.    

    

However, that was relatively simple only a few dozen times, and the energy was also very low, but the current situation was completely different. This was because the energy that erupted from this was the condensation of all his Purple Clouds technique, and that was the accumulation of double the power. It was basically two times the explosive attack of Purple Clouds technique.    

    

"Bang!" The illusory blade was instantly cut by the flowing light. The instant it was cut, the illusory blade also instantly burst apart. The terrifying energy ripple caused Zhang Fan's body to tremble.    

    

"Random Shadow!" Zhang Fan's face was currently pale, but he still clenched his teeth in shock as he used this move.    

    

The power of the Purple Clouds within his body was drawn out in an instant, and even the Martial Spirit was transferred out of his body.    

    

Chaotic Shadow, the move from the Violet Cloud Art's eighth level. Since he was ranked eighth, how powerful was it? It couldn't be described with words.    

    

Three shadows instantly appeared, and the terrifying sword shadows, together with the long sword in Zhang Fan's hand, descended. The energy of these three sword shadows were all substantial existences.    

    

Roar! This time, the two magical beasts let out a low roar. They wanted to escape, but under this kind of attack, they would definitely suffer some damage. Which magical beast would be willing to be injured?    

    

The pressure from the two magical beasts caused Zhang Fan to be unable to breathe. His body froze for a moment, but he clenched his teeth and continued to swing his sword down fearlessly.    

    

"Roar ~ ~" Two low roars sounded again, this time bringing with it terrifying energy fluctuations.    

    

No matter how strong Zhang Fan was, his foundation was still a Martial Grand Master. His Purple Clouds technique was only at the seventh level. As for them, a Heaven Stage master, if they were easily shaken, then where would their dignity go …    

    

"Bang!" The two illusory figures instantly disappeared. Zhang Fan also felt an energy impact on his body. His body shook as he was sent flying backwards. Finally, he could no longer endure it and spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

Zhang Fan's body began to move again, but that little magical beast had also left. His pale face revealed a trace of a smile, but it quickly stiffened as he heavily closed his eyes.    

    

He was very tired, really very tired, this time due to his mental exhaustion. Moreover, all the side effects were exposed, but Zhang Fan, who had already fainted, could no longer feel it.    

    

An eye-piercing white light instantly burst out, and that charming and graceful woman appeared once more. An illusory image flashed, and the woman's body directly appeared beside Zhang Fan.    

    

When she saw Zhang Fan on that terrifying bed, she couldn't help but feel angry. The two of them began to suffocate even more, and the two magical beasts crouched down. The aura of a top-grade magical beast wasn't something that a Heaven Tier magical beast could touch.    

    

"You two did a good thing!" The woman's cold voice sounded out.    

    

The two magical beasts could not help but growl with a hint of grievance.    

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"That still won't do!" The woman's face was abnormally cold and her voice didn't carry any emotion. She stood up and walked towards the two magical beasts.