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Chapter 1810 Long Ruoshui 10

No matter how strong the fortress is, it is always easy to break from the inside. What Ye Yaorao did was to directly attack Long Ruoshui's body. Although the reason was easy to say, it was not that simple to really do this. It also required extremely strong strength to be able to do it.

"puff!"

Long Ruoshui finally couldn't bear the mouthful of blood and vomited it out. Although there was no abnormality from the outside, Long Ruoshui's situation at this time could be described as the four words "Dang Yan".

Ye Yaorao's attack had already messed up his body. The most important thing was that Ye Yaorao's energy had some magical attributes, which actually made Long Ruoshui unable to exert his recovery ability as the most proud dragon clan.

As a divine dragon, Long Ruoshui finally felt the threat of death for the first time in the long years. At this time, his heart was filled with fear, and he desperately activated the spiritual power in his body to block Ye Yaorao's energy, but everything was just futile.

"You don't have to waste your energy anymore. Don't worry, you can't die. Since I don't want you to die, you will definitely not die. However, this is all for the sake of my wife. If you dare to be disrespectful to my wife and me in the future, I will not show such mercy!"

Sure enough, just when Long Ruoshui felt that he was about to die, Ye Yaorao's energy happened to disappear at this time, and Long Ruoshui's back was completely soaked in sweat.

Only he understood how close he was to death just now. As long as Ye Yaorao had more energy, even if he had a little bit of it, he might have died. Ye Yaorao could control it so accurately. This was really terrible!

Seeing Long Ruoshui's expression at this time, even a fool could tell who was the winner between Ye Yaorao and Long Ruoshui. The eyes of the Cangjian Immortal and the elders looking at Ye Yaorao were already full of fear.

After just now, they were convinced that Long Ruoshui's cultivation level had reached the high-end level of a ninth-grade immortal, but Long Ruoshui was so vulnerable in front of Ye Yaorao. Doesn't this mean that Ye Yaorao's cultivation level is above the ninth-grade immortal?

"Let's go and let him recover by himself. I believe he will be fine in no time."

Ye Yaorao turned her head and said to Murong Ningyue. When she heard Ye Yaorao speak, the hidden sword immortal hurriedly walked to Ye Yaorao with a respectful look on her face: "Mr. Ye is rare to come to the hidden sword sect. I must hold a big banquet tonight to entertain Mr. Ye!"

After seeing that Ye Yaorao had such amazing strength, the Cangjian Immortal had already begun to show his goodwill to Ye Yaorao. If the Cangjian Sect can get the friendship of a master like Ye Yaorao, then it will naturally be beneficial to the Cangjian Sect without any harm.

Murong Ningyue, as Ye Yaorao's wife, was originally very popular with the Cangjian Immortal, and now she has become the darling of the Cangjian Sect. From the Cangjian Immortal to the elders, they all respect Murong Ningyue.

Seeing the group leaving lively, only Long Ruoshui stood alone in the spot, his expression seemed a little dull at this time. At this moment, he felt ashamed and had no face to face Murong Ningyue, Zang Jianxian and others.

On the other hand, his injuries were serious, and his physical condition did not allow him to move too much. He could only stand in place and slowly repair the injuries in his body.
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