"How is this possible?" Hughes was secretly shocked.
She has naturally heard of Long Jiu's name. The blood demon Long Mang is also famous. In terms of the ability to compress power, Long Jiu is undisputedly ranked first among the new generation of ten thousand dragons. Even Long Yi is the Marquis. At the same level, he was not as good as Long Jiu in this aspect.
This is related to Long Jiu's blood dragon true form. They are both dragons and the dragons ranked higher than Long Jiu cannot achieve his level.
Han Sen actually compressed his strength to the point where he could fight Long Jiu in a short battle. It was simply unbelievable.
Not only Xiusi, but also Long Yi frowned slightly, Long Qi and Long Fifteen both looked shocked, and Long Nineteen also looked surprised.
Bang!
The poisonous fangs and the blood demon dragon light intersected and strangled, breaking almost at the same time, and the purple energy and blood light in the sky shattered.
Long Jiujiu looked a little ugly, roared angrily, and flew the blood dragon gun towards Han Sen again. The blood light on the gun turned into a demon dragon, which was more terrifying than the blood demon dragon light last time.
Han Sen didn't give in. He slashed forward fiercely with the Blood Feather Sword, reciprocating tooth with tooth, and cut him head-on.
Attack against attack, the evil ghost's fangs and the blood demon dragon clashed in the air. The purple and blood collided together, triggering a terrifying explosion. The shock wave shook out, causing those aliens who were too close to the battlefield to vomit blood one by one. , the slightly weaker one exploded directly in the aftermath of the shock, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
The smoke dissipated, and it was seen that the huge blood demon dragon light had been shattered, but the sword energy that Han Sen slashed had not completely shattered, and a bit of purple light was eating towards Long Jiu like fangs.
Long Jiu thrust his spear out, piercing the fangs and blades and directly stabbing them into pieces. However, his expression was extremely ugly. His best ability of compressing power was lost to Han Sen.
In fact, Long Jiu can't be considered a loser. Han Sen's compression method was secretly learned from Long Jiu. In terms of pure compression power, Han Sen still couldn't compare to Long Jiu. However, Long Jiu's power was extremely strong and Yang, while Han Sen His strength is hard yet soft.
After two similar powers collide together, once Long Jiu's power collapses, they will all collapse together. However, after most of Han Sen's power collapses, the remaining power can still remain solidified. This is flexibility. The benefits of strength.
It's too hard and easy to break. The reason why Han Sen was able to gain an advantage was because of this little bit of softness.
Now the two people have finally returned to the same starting point. The reshaped power of Jue Ya and Long Jiu's dragon light have the same lethality.
Long Jiu could no longer rely on the protective dragon light to block Han Sen's knife power, nor could he be as unscrupulous as before, only attacking but not defending.
The tooth knife was unscrupulous in Han Sen's hand, and it was constantly clashing with Long Jiu's spear light. The two extremely domineering forces faced off head-on, but the aftermath made the onlookers retreat again and again. As long as they were struck by the sword energy or If the gun light spreads, it is almost a dead end.
Han Sen's sword was getting stronger and stronger. On the other hand, Long Jiu's advantage was no longer even half an inch, and he lost the suppression of his absolute power. In terms of using skills, Long Jiu was obviously no match for Han Sen.
"Impossible... This is impossible..." Long Jiu couldn't accept such a result. He had suffered so much and suffered so much before he could cultivate the blood demon dragon light, but it was actually imitated by Han Sen. He fought evenly and even vaguely surpassed him, which was hard for anyone to accept.
Long Jiu spat out a mouthful of dragon blood on the dragon spear, causing the dragon light on the dragon spear to explode. He had to use all his strength to gather a more terrifying blood demon dragon light to fight Han Sen.
But he had just raised his gun, and before he could blast out the blood demon dragon light from the gun, his body suddenly froze in the air, his arms trembling, but he couldn't move forward half an inch.
I saw invisible knife threads entangled with Long Jiu's arms, legs and body. Long Jiu's arms were pulled by the knife threads, and he was unable to move forward.
"Roar!" Long Jiu roared angrily, the body-protecting blood dragon glow flourished, and he wanted to forcefully tear off the knife wires and thrust out the spear.
I saw a violent flow of blood. The knife wires were not broken, but were cut into his armor, scales and flesh. Blood spurted out from the knife marks all over his body.
"Brother Ninth!" Long Fifteen and Long Nineteen both screamed, with looks of horror on their faces.
Han Sen pressed down with his knife, and the knife wire on Long Jiu's body tightened even more. He directly lifted Long Jiu up. He couldn't even hold the blood dragon gun and fell from his hand.
The blood dragon gun that lost control fell to the ground, and the dragon light spread out, blasting a deep hole in the ground.
Han Sen's current knife wire is no longer the same as the previous one. After successfully transforming and compressing Jue Ya's power just now, Han Sen has further understanding of the honeycomb structure compression method and finally successfully compressed it. The thread of sword energy that coexists with strength and softness.
Although today's knife wire is not as sharp as Long Jiu's dragon light, its toughness is first-class, even above the dragon light. Even Long Jiu was not able to break Han Sen's knife wire.
"Roar!" Long Jiu roared again, his body erupting like a volcano.
The knife wires broke in the dragon light, but there were more knife wires wrapped around him, still making it difficult for him to move.
Click!
The Blood Feather Knife was pressed down by Han Sen again, and more wires tightened and wrapped around Long Jiu's body. Long Jiu's body seemed to be entangled with invisible steel wires. His limbs were twisted out of shape, and his neck and waist were getting tighter. The tighter it gets, the dragon's scales are cut off, and blood keeps pouring out, dripping from the air, and spreading everywhere.
Countless dragon aliens and nobles were speechless. No one could believe that Long Jiu could be defeated, and that he was defeated by his best strength.
That is Long Jiu. The nine sons of Longmen are different from ordinary dragons. They are the real pride of the Dragon Clan. Each one has great opportunities and talents. They are the true favored sons of heaven, and they are enough to make the Dragon Clan proud.
Now Long Jiu was hung in the air by Han Sen. No matter how hard he roared, the scales and flesh on his body were cut open inch by inch, like a thousand knives. The dragon's blood flowed like a river. He was already dying and was about to die.
"Enough!" Long Yi waved his hand, and an invisible force instantly cut off all the knife wires. The seriously injured Long Jiu was also pulled back into the copper cart by a force.
Long Qi immediately caught the seriously injured Long Jiu and used his own power to heal Long Jiu's injuries.
Han Sen had expected this to happen. With Long Yi here, how could he watch Long Jiu be killed by him.
"You are very strong." Long Yi walked down from the copper chariot and just stood casually in the air without bursting out his strength and aura, giving people the feeling that the energy of heaven and earth was condensed into his body. Feel.
Han Sen held the Blood Feather Sword and looked at Long Yi calmly. He didn't think that he had killed Long Shisan and fought with the dragon clan to this point. Long Yi would let him go generously.
"So you deserve to die." Long Yi continued lightly, and a terrifying aura burst out from him at the same time.
Han Sen felt as if the entire world was occupied by a terrifying giant dragon. The giant dragon that looked like heaven and earth stared at him, as if it could swallow up Han Sen with just one opening of his mouth, leaving no trace behind.
"Long Yi, why bother with a junior?" A clear voice came from the sky, and Han Sen suddenly felt that the feeling of being stared at by the giant dragon disappeared.
