Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 327: Stripping Dragon Luck
The old monk's chanting instantly dispersed the original strange Taoist sound, and the two sounds began to interweave in the entire space. Under the influence of this strange sound, the entire space became wonderful.

Fang Xuan only felt that his soul seemed to be pulled by two powerful forces, and if he was not careful, it would be torn in half.

"No, no matter whether I can absorb the dragon's luck or not, I must first ensure my own safety."

His mind was working quickly, and Fang Xuan noticed that there was a passage on the wall on the north side of the space. The passage was not open, but it was already filled with masters of the Dayang Dynasty.

As Fang Xuan's figure quickly moved towards that place.

Li Yuanzheng and Li Yixuan looked at each other, and then both made a solemn gesture.

The battle between the two sides broke out instantly.

Fang Xuan saw that a master from the Dayang Dynasty was waving a long sword. As he made hand gestures, the stars above his head began to move. Then bursts of starlight fell from the top of his head, and a breath like a gentle breeze passed over everyone.

For those Dayang masters who rushed out, every move was doubled.

Immediately afterwards, three or four warriors rushed out from behind Li Yuanzheng, their figures seemed to be shuttling through the void, and their target was Li Yixuan.

The Yizhou warriors also had clear goals and rushed towards Li Yixuan, using all kinds of powerful magical powers.

A loud roar first resounded in the space, and the sky was filled with brilliant light that completely blossomed.

At this moment, the old monks standing at various positions of the circular altar took a step forward. They stretched out their hands and made hand gestures. The Taoist patterns on their bodies emitted three different kinds of light, which converged to form a three-layer light array.

The appearance of the light array slowly stopped the chaos in the space. At the same time, the three vertical pupils above the circular altar seemed to be wriggling with strange substances, and the surrounding void also began to slowly collapse at this time.

Just when Fang Xuan thought that the battle between the two sides would continue to be stalemate, suddenly accompanied by a loud bang, more vines suddenly grew on the giant tree above everyone's heads.

"Roar!!!"

The vines pierced into the golden dragon's body again, stirring in the flesh and blood, and soon a golden light flew out from the golden dragon's body.

"here we go!"

The two sides, who were supposed to continue fighting, suddenly rushed towards the golden light.

A horse-faced warrior was the first to come into contact with the golden light. Suddenly, a silver arc of light emerged from above the giant tree, followed by a crackling sound, and a blue lightning bolt struck down fiercely.

The moment the horse-faced warrior came into contact with the lightning, his body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

A warrior at the fourth level of heaven couldn't even block such a bolt of lightning, which shows the powerful destructive power contained in lightning.

But even so, the other warriors seemed not to be afraid of death and rushed forward one after another.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Several more warriors fell, and the golden light was led by an old monk beside Li Yuanzheng, floating quietly in the air in front of Li Yuanzheng.

Only then did everyone see clearly that in this ball of golden light, there was a golden dragon the size of a fist swimming around.

“Is this Dragon Luck?”

Li Yuanzheng looked at the golden dragon in front of him with some excitement. This was something that was bred by more than a dozen emperors of their Li royal family!
Around the circular altar, the fighting between the two sides rarely stopped.

Sun Miaozhu walked slowly to Li Yuanzheng's side and said in a deep voice: "My Lord, quickly absorb the dragon's luck. The Nine-headed Dragon Cypress will continue to strip away the dragon's luck. Don't delay!"

Li Yuanzheng waved quickly.

Behind where Fang Xuan was standing, a passage suddenly opened and five people walked out.

Fang Xuan knew two of them, they were the Lord of Linyang and Li Chengqian.

The two were a little surprised to see Fang Xuan. They nodded solemnly at Fang Xuan and then quickly rushed towards the circular altar.

The five people were escorted to the altar. Li Yuanzheng said in a deep voice: "No need to fight now, quickly absorb the dragon's luck!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengqian and the other three people all made the same hand gestures, and soon a faint golden light shield appeared on their bodies. The bodies of the four people were in the golden light shield and slowly floated into the range of the Nine-headed Dragon Cypress.

After the light shield appeared, Long Yun, who was suspended in the air, seemed to sense a familiar breath and rushed directly over.

In the blink of an eye, the golden little dragon drilled into Li Chengqian's forehead.

Seeing this, Princess Linyang was about to make a hand gesture, but Li Yuanzheng pulled her behind him and shouted sternly: "Who asked you to come! Nonsense! Go back!"

After being reprimanded by Li Yuanzheng, Princess Linyang's eyes suddenly turned red, but she still stood firmly without moving at all.

Li Yuanzheng had no choice but to order another warrior to stand beside Princess Linyang and protect her carefully!

Fang Xuan never participated in the battle. He quietly lurked in the dark and observed, his eyes never leaving Li Yixuan.

After seeing the dragon luck being stripped away and finally a strand of it being absorbed by Li Chengqian, Li Yixuan's confident feeling disappeared and a sharp cold light gradually flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, another wisp of dragon luck was once again peeled off from the golden dragon's body.

This time, Li Yixuan could no longer sit still. He gave a few instructions to the Taoist priest and teacher beside him, and rushed to the circular altar first.

As the five people entered the range of the Nine-Headed Dragon Cypress, several more people wanted to enter as well. However, just as they came into contact with that space, vines suddenly extended from the calm golden giant tree and instantly bound the people.

The sound of breaking bones echoed clearly around the altar. After the vines were retracted, the few people were no longer in human form!

Seeing this, many warriors who had ideas about Long Yun stopped in their tracks.

In the golden nine-headed dragon cypress area, golden light scatters from Li Yixuan's body. He looks back mercilessly at the fallen warriors and says in a cold voice, "How can a crude person like you bear the fate of a dragon?"

After that, he turned to look at Li Chengqian and the other three, a hint of teasing on his face: "If I kill you all, your royal bloodline will be cut off, then there will be no need to fight, and the whole world of Kyushu will belong to me!"

Seeing the anger in Li Chengqian's eyes, Li Yixuan said again: "How about this, you guys withdraw from here, and wait for me to absorb the dragon vein and rebuild my Li family. By then, you will still be the princes. After all, we all have royal blood flowing in our bodies!"

Li Chengqian looked at Li Yixuan coldly, and a spear suddenly appeared in his hand, pointing directly at Li Yixuan: "My Li royal family actually produced a traitor like you. Today I will clear the miasma for the royal family first!"

After saying that, Li Chengqian turned to look at the other three people: "Big brother, third brother, fourth brother, you guys absorb the dragon's luck first, I will stop him!"

As Li Chengqian rushed out, Taoist patterns appeared on his body, and majestic energy spread out directly, and the aura belonging to the Blood Martial Saint was completely revealed!
(End of this chapter)