Five kinds of medicine in another world

What is this concept?

An eighth-order body attacking a ninth-order body is even more terrifying than a seventh-order emperor killing a saint. Before this, if someone said that a seventh-order emperor could kill a saint, people would just treat it as a joke and no one would believe it.

This is only possible if the number of emperor-level powerhouses reaches a certain level, or an eighth-level saint is seriously injured.

But now the facts are before us. An eighth-rank saint went against a ninth-rank celestial being and killed him, and he did it with ease. It was simply incredible.

The low-level horizontal sword technique can defeat an enemy of one level, is it possible that the high-level technique can also do so?

Everyone looked at Li Hengdao with confusion in their eyes.

Li Hengdao looked noncommittal.

No one knows better than him where his fighting power comes from.

Since his last visit as an immortal, he has been practicing hard for a full five thousand years.

The path to advancement after the eighth level was interrupted. This world seemed to lack the most important thing for advancement, making it difficult for him to advance. But he refused to accept it. He started with martial arts, basic steps, and strength, and practiced step by step to perfection. Perfect? ​​There was no part of his body that was not perfect!

Afterwards, he combined his own characteristics and forcibly broke through the barrier of perfection in swordsmanship. He called his realm of swordsmanship the shortcut, which means that his skills are close to the Tao.

Then he created his own sword technique, in which every step and every subtle movement was integrated into the sword technique, and he honed a set of shortcut moves. At this time, without wielding the sword horizontally, he already had the combat power of a mid-ninth level.

This is the practice of Li Hengdao.

Li Hengdao ignored the surprise of the crowd and did not say anything. He just cast his gaze towards the Dragon Emperor.

At this time, the Dragon Emperor was in a dilemma. He originally thought that he could deal with his opponent faster than Li Hengdao, but he didn't expect that Li Hengdao's combat power had reached such a high level. He also didn't expect that the combat power of the celestial being named Lust opposite him was so extraordinary.

After seeing Li Hengdao end the battle, the Dragon Emperor could no longer bear the anxiety in his heart, and the dragon spear national destiny in his hand began to shine with dazzling light.

"You are a good fighter, but I am stronger! I don't want to play with you anymore, take the gun!"

The Dragon Emperor's voice exploded in Lust's ears like thunder. He raised the spear in his hand with a determined look, which was shining brightly, as if the spear had become a part of his body.

The Dragon Emperor took a deep breath, gathered all his strength on the spear, then pointed at Lust and whispered:

"The first move of the Dragon Spear, forgetfulness!"

As the words fell, a suffocating aura emanated from the Dragon Emperor. His eyes became cold and ruthless, as if he had forgotten all emotions in the world.

At the same time, the tip of the spear began to shine with a rich golden light, like a bright star. The light was so strong that it illuminated the surrounding air, forming a beautiful yet deadly light.

The Dragon Emperor held the spear tightly and thrust it forward with great force, carrying endless killing intent and domineering aura. The golden light at the tip of the spear instantly turned into a huge black dragon, which flew towards Lust at an astonishing speed. The power of this spear was so great that it was enough to pierce through the sky and make the entire space tremble.

Lust felt an unprecedented threat, and his face became solemn.

He did not dare to be careless at all. He immediately gathered his spiritual power and used his most powerful defensive method to try to withstand this terrifying attack.

A layer of light colorful light emanated from his body, as dazzling as a colorful sun. He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. Mysterious runes flashed on his body, forming an indestructible shield.

However, the Dragon Emperor's attack was too fierce. The black dragon hit his shield with the force of thunder. With a loud bang, the shield broke instantly. Then, the black dragon hit his body directly, knocking him out fiercely.

He flew backwards for hundreds of meters like a kite with a broken string before falling heavily to the ground, raising a thick cloud of dust.

A moment later, Lust rose again from the smoke and dust, his face as pale as paper, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes became tattered, revealing the wound inside. Dark green blood was flowing from the wound, making him look particularly hideous and terrifying.

He looked at the Dragon Emperor in front of him with lust and viciousness, and a hint of retreat flashed through his mind.

Although his cultivation was good, the Dragon Emperor in front of him was also a leader of the human race. His chance of winning was no more than 30%, and his other six companions were all dead. Li Hengdao's methods just now also shocked him a little.

He knew that even if he defeated the Dragon Emperor, he would most likely not be able to kill him, let alone break out.

At this moment, Lust no longer had the heart to fight with these humans. His only wish was to be able to return to the fairyland alive. Although he might not survive after returning, it was better than dying on the spot.

Thinking of this, Lust rushed towards the Dragon Emperor resolutely.

When the Dragon Emperor saw Lust suddenly rushing towards him, he immediately raised his spear and prepared to continue attacking. However, he did not expect that Lust had experienced such a complex inner struggle in this short period of time and had made a series of psychological preparations.

"Dragon Spear Second Style, No Sorrow!"

The Dragon Emperor shouted, and the spear in his hand once again transformed into a huge black dragon. The dragon's eyes were piercing, and the might it exuded was even stronger than before.

Facing the oncoming dragon, Lust's expression became solemn. He gathered all his immortal power into himself, and rushed towards the black dragon with a posture of fighting to the death.

At the moment when he was about to collide with the black dragon, Lust quickly gathered the immortal power in his body, forming a solid defensive barrier and gathering it behind him.

Then he sprinted in the opposite direction, trying to escape from the violent collision.

The black dragon was extremely fast, and it hit Lust fiercely. This collision produced a huge impact force, causing Lust to fly hundreds of meters away in an instant like an arrow from a bow.

"Human race, wait for my revenge. Cherish your last..."

Before Lust finished his words, his pupils suddenly contracted. He lowered his head and saw that a sword had been inserted into his chest at some point.

The one holding the sword was none other than Emperor Yangtian who had just been watching the battle.

At this moment, Yangtian had a panicked expression on his face, and he was obviously at a loss as he looked at the lust that was rushing towards him.

After a moment, Emperor Yangtian drew out his sword, smiled bitterly in the eyes of the saints, and said softly:

"I didn't expect him to run away, and he bumped into my sword. What's going on?"