Meng Jingzhou, not far away, saw this scene and stumbled, narrowly avoiding the sharp claws of the lion demon.

 

"Damn, Lu Yang, you really know how to play. You dare to transform into this?!"

 

When the Immortal Fairy had just resurrected, Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu had seen her appearance.

 

Man Gu, who was further away, was greatly shocked. He thought his devout heart had summoned a celestial being, and his fighting style became even more fierce.

 

"Who did Brother Lu transform into?" Only Tao Yaoye, who didn't know about the Immortal Fairy, didn't understand why Brother Lu had suddenly changed his gender.

 

"But he's so cute."

 

The Nine Headed Dragon looked serious, sensing a great danger from Lu Yang, a danger that could cost it its life.

 

"This is impossible!"

 

Unlike the wild hybrids in the dense forest, it was a direct descendant of the Nine Headed Dragon clan, at the peak of the Golden Elixir stage, a standout among the demon clan. How could it feel threatened by a person at the late stage of Foundation Establishment?

 

And it was a lethal threat!

 

……

 

Lu's Pictographic Fist, a technique that seemed like a fist technique, but was actually a spell to invite gods to possess the body.

 

The objects imitated by the Pictographic Fist were those who Lu Yang was familiar with and had similar strength, such as the tiger demon he had fought with, Meng Jingzhou, and Man Gu.

 

This kind of transformation had a small improvement on Lu Yang's combat power.

 

Another type of object to imitate was someone far beyond Lu Yang's realm, like the senior sister. Once transformed into the senior sister, he could borrow power from her, thereby greatly enhancing his own combat power.

 

However, this situation was uncontrollable.

 

Lu Yang had tried to transform into the senior sister, but the power he borrowed exceeded his capacity, and he was beaten back to his original form by the senior sister's power.

 

Lu Yang guessed that if the senior sister lent him a little less power, he might be able to use the senior sister's power.

 

But Lu Yang didn't have the courage to propose this to the senior sister.

 

So Lu Yang usually treated the senior sister's Pictographic Fist as a summoning technique for the senior sister.

 

When he was troubled about how to develop the Pictographic Fist and borrow power from the strong, he suddenly thought that there was one of the strongest ancient immortals in his spiritual space.

 

If the Immortal Fairy was willing to share some of her power, wouldn't he become stronger?

 

Today, when he encountered a crisis, he discussed with the Immortal Fairy and immediately performed a set of Pictographic Fist.

 

It really worked.

 

Lu Yang moved his body, feeling as light as a feather and as swift as lightning. Every part of his body was perfect, without a single flaw, and could exert the maximum power.

 

Moreover, Lu Yang felt that after transforming, the power he could use had greatly increased, and he felt like he had been reborn.

 

"Why do I feel like my brain isn't working well?"

 

Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, feeling that his way of thinking had changed, but he didn't think too much about it: "Never mind, as long as I can become stronger."

 

He held his sword in his right hand, the shining tip pointing at the Nine Headed Dragon, and a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

 

"Have you thought about how you want to die?"

 

"Looking for death!"

 

The Nine Headed Dragon was furious, having never been so despised before. It let out a sharp cry, like the rolling tide, one wave after another.

 

"You two, attack together!"

 

It ordered the two beasts. The two beasts knew the terror of the Nine Headed Dragon. If they resisted, they would die, so they dared not disobey and attacked Lu Yang together.

 

Lu Yang calmly dealt with it, his eyes calm as an ancient well.

 

He took half a step forward, his toes touching the ground, slowly drawing an arc. He twisted his waist forcefully, and with a flick of his right hand, the Qingfeng Sword followed and drew a beautiful semicircle.

 

"Slash."

 

The heads of the two beasts flew out five or six meters, blood spurted out, and they died a violent death.

 

The Slash Technique, one sword beheads.

 

Hoo——

 

A snake head passed through the spurting blood from the necks of the two beasts, using Lu Yang's blind spot to bite at Lu Yang.

 

The snake head revealed its dagger-like poisonous fangs. This was the poison of the Nine Headed Dragon. Just one drop could turn a small lake into a dead zone.

 

Lu Yang grabbed the poisonous fangs with both hands, unafraid of the poison.

 

The snake head sensed danger and struggled desperately to break free from Lu Yang's hands.

 

Lu Yang's hands seemed delicate and powerless, but they contained a terrifying strength that a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator should not have, firmly grasping the poisonous fangs.

 

No matter how the Nine Headed Dragon struggled, it couldn't break free.

 

Lu Yang stretched out his arms and forcibly pulled out the two poisonous fangs, causing the snake head to scream in pain.

 

Lu Yang took the opportunity to press down on the snake head, and with a knee lift, the snake head exploded into pieces!

 

The other eight snake heads took advantage of Lu Yang's focus on one snake head and launched sneak attacks from eight different directions.

 

No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't block attacks from eight directions at the same time!

 

"Arhat Fist."

 

Lu Yang threw several punches, his face compassionate, like a Bodhisattva saving the world, full of pity. Buddhist scriptures echoed, supreme and unparalleled.

 

The so-called eight-headed attack posed no threat in front of the Arhat Fist.

 

Not to mention the hair-losing effect of the Arhat Fist, it was one of the highest fist techniques in Buddhism, unparalleled in power.

 

Lu Yang felt that after transforming into the Immortal Fairy, his understanding of the Arhat Fist had improved.

 

The Nine Headed Dragon was hit by eight punches at the same time and was sent flying.

 

"Infant Transformation Fire!"

 

The Nine Headed Dragon used its ultimate bloodline power, activated its bloodline, and spat out poisonous fire.

 

Wherever the Infant Transformation Fire passed, grass and trees withered, and nothing would grow for a hundred years.

 

The Infant Transformation Fire contained extreme poison. It was a flame second only to the True Fire. It was rare for a cultivator at the Golden Elixir stage to master this kind of flame.

 

"Samadhi True Fire."

Lu Yang countered with real fire, and in an instant, two streams of flame clashed, crackling continuously.

 

In the blink of an eye, the Samadhi True Fire overpowered the Infant Transformation Fire, swallowing it up completely.

 

"This can't be! This can't be!" The Nine Headed Dragon roared like a madman, unable to tolerate its defeat at the hands of a human in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

 

"What kind of sorcery is this!"

 

"I told you, it's the Huang Doudou Fist." Lu Yang saw the Nine Headed Dragon in a state of panic and defeat, revealing a smug smile, feeling quite pleased.

 

Not far away, Meng Jingzhou watched this scene, feeling that something was off.

 

"Why do I feel like Lu Yang is laughing so foolishly? Is it an illusion?"

 

Lu Yang retracted his smile, concentrating all his energy on the Green Edge Sword, and slowly swung it down.

 

"Break!"

 

The Nine Headed Dragon felt as if it was nailed to the spot, unable to move, watching helplessly as the Green Edge Sword approached from afar, its reflection in the snake's pupils.

 

With a swing of the sword, it was like the setting sun, symbolizing the end of all things.

 

The Nine Headed Dragon was split in two, its Golden Elixir exploded within its body, and poisonous blood flowed all over the ground.

 

Worried that the poisonous blood would contaminate the dense forest, Lu Yang once again used the Samadhi True Fire to burn the Nine Headed Dragon's flesh and blood, turning it into charcoal.

 

"It smells so good!"

 

Lu Yang sniffed, drooling.

 

"No, no, the Nine Headed Dragon is poisonous, I can't eat it!" Lu Yang suddenly realized, aware of his lapse.

 

"Strange, why did I have such an unreliable thought just now?" Lu Yang felt that his way of thinking just now was unlike him.

 

He tried to delve deeper into this issue, but found it too troublesome and didn't want to think about it.

 

"Hey, Lu Yang, you wasted my body for nothing. If you had learned my health-preserving fist technique, you could have killed the Nine Headed Dragon with one punch. Why bother with all this trouble?" The Immortal Maiden was hopping and jumping in the spiritual space.

 

"Is that so?" Lu Yang felt that there was some truth to what the Immortal Maiden said, but also felt that something was off.

 

(End of Chapter)