Wing Flying Dragon

  A line of white birds flew over her head in a panic, making a disorderly and uneven chirping sound. The wind around her grew stronger, the dark clouds from the west pressed down, as if they could be touched by hand. Yang Xiao's moving eyes looked so angry, yet so fragile.

  Yang Chan said: "Second brother, why didn't you let me kill them? They are our enemies."

  Yang Jian sighed and said, "I also want to kill them, but what can we do after killing them? They are just pawns in the heavenly court, our greatest enemy is the Great Golden Crow, is the Jade Emperor! And they are just pawns in the hands of the Jade Emperor, equally pitiful people.

  Third sister, our hatred cannot spread any further! If avenging ourselves by destroying the Heavenly Court is considered revenge, wouldn't we also become evil people with blood-stained hands?

  Yang Chan understood his meaning, but the fire in her heart was about to erupt. The tragic images of her family were flashing before her eyes. For more than a month, she had been suppressing her sorrow and anger. Firstly, she didn't want Yang Jia to worry about her again when they were escaping. Secondly, she thought she was no longer a child and needed to learn to endure and grow up.

  But this suppressed emotion is now released, and for a moment, she is overcome with anxiety. Although her body is that of an adult, her mind is still young, and it's as if a wave of heat has surged through her, causing her to become somewhat disoriented. Her ears are ringing, and it seems like she's heard something, but it's not quite clear.

  Ah! Ah! Her voice grew fainter and fainter, her gasps for breath more urgent. At this moment she suddenly felt herself transformed into a flame, a wisp of smoke, feeling that she existed, yet did not exist!

  It feels like a surge of true energy is recklessly shuttling inside the body, non-stop! It's as if a frantic little deer is constantly running in the deep forest, sometimes crashing into trees.

  Sometimes it turns pitch black, sometimes it turns bright! It's all blurry and unclear.

  A heavy rain poured down, with pea-sized raindrops hitting Yang Jie's face and body, causing his whole body to ache. Seeing Yang Chao suddenly faint, he was frightened pale and held her in his arms as he ran through the rain.

  He didn't know when another scout team would appear, he could only stare in the northeast direction and run desperately. He knew that as long as he took one step forward, he would be one step closer to survival.

  They ran until nightfall, and although Yang Chao was unconscious, he could feel her body temperature. He felt a little relieved in his heart. As they journeyed deeper into the mountains, they came across a cave. Yang Jia took shelter in the cave, started a fire, and placed Yang Chao beside it. Then, under the cover of night, he went to search for food in the forest.

  The result was just finding some dried fruit. Back in the cave, Yang Chao was still unconscious, and Yang Jia stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, which felt even hotter than before. Yang Jia made the fire bigger and took off his wet clothes outside to dry them by the fire.

  He took off his inner long gown and draped it over Yang Jiao's back. Yang Jiaolong searched for two stones in the cave, ground the dried fruit into juice, shook it onto a leaf, and fed it to Yang Jiao. In the flickering firelight, Yang Jiao's face was lit up with an uncertain red and white complexion, and Yang Jiaolong's worries rose to his throat.

  Now he has only one relative, Yang Xiao. If something were to happen to her now... He didn't dare think about it anymore.

  Yang Jian sat beside Yang Jiao for a whole night, never leaving her side for half a moment, stirring the flames, watching her deep sleep, looking at those tightly closed eyes, how he wished she could open them and call him "Second Brother".

  Three watches later, he even had hallucinations, but Yang Jiao still didn't wake up! The sky was slightly bright, the rain outside had subsided a bit, the sky was gray and hazy, and the raindrops were ringing!

  Yang Jian anxiously said: "Third sister has been asleep for a whole night and still hasn't woken up!"

  He reached out to stroke Yang Jiao's forehead, which had returned to normal temperature. Yang Jiao called out twice but still didn't wake up from her deep sleep, showing no reaction at all. Just then, a sudden cry came from outside the cave.

  That shout was like a thunderclap in his ear, and Yang Jiaolong's whole body shook! The shock caused the cave to shake violently, almost collapsing. Yang Jiaolong hastily tore open the cotton cloth to block Yang Jiao's ears. Only then did he walk out of the cave!

  As soon as he arrived at the cave entrance, something suddenly stretched out and grabbed his chest, carrying a strong wind that forcibly pulled Yang Jiaolong out! The rainwater blurred his face.

  The pain in his chest was almost suffocating, fresh blood gushed across his chest, and his five organs were almost pulled out of his body! The wind whistled past his ears, and in the rain, Yang Jiaolong only felt that the true energy all over his body was surging wildly. When he saw clearly what had grabbed him, it was a strange creature. The creature was three feet long, like a dragon flying, like a tiger flying, with two wings growing under its ribs.

  Its feet were over 20 feet long! This is the ancient ferocious beast, Winged Sky Dragon. The beast was born with a cruel nature, bloodthirsty and brutal. In the vast wilderness, it had been dormant for thousands of years, its whereabouts unknown. But today, it suddenly appeared, leaving Yang Jian at a loss. And in his memory, he didn't know what kind of monster this was. At this moment, the monster grabbed his chest, and he didn't know where he would be taken to.

  As he saw that the distance between him and Yang Chao's mountain peak was getting farther and farther, his heart was anxious. Suddenly, he remembered Yun Hua Xianzi's breathing method and thought to himself: This monster has torn my body apart, and the true energy inside me is leaking out. Can I use the breathing method to gather the true energy?

  Let's give it a try. Silently recite the breath-regulating mantra! The surrounding wind howls, and the rainwater ravages. Amidst the fierce wind and heavy rain, **the breathing technique is indeed an advanced mental method**. Yang Jiaolong tried several times but found it difficult to gather his true energy, and his anxiety grew even more intense! He simply let go of everything, not thinking about anything at all. He drifted with the wind, taking shelter in the rain.

  Following the flow, the true energy inside the body can move along with the rotation! Yang Jia suddenly understood the power of "following the trend and guiding"! At this moment, he was even more at will, and in a short moment, he could gather his true energy!

  Yang Jian was overjoyed and directed his true energy to the Yongquan point at the bottom of his feet. Just as Winged Flying Dragon was in mid-flight, he suddenly felt as if he were carrying a high mountain weighing tens of thousands of catties! His body shook and nearly collapsed.

  Falling into the valley, a deep pit of over 100 zhang was shaken open! Yang Jiaolong stood up from the ground, standing beside the deep pit, Winged Flying Dragon heavily fell to the ground, suddenly filled with grief and indignation! Letting out a loud cry, Yang Jiaolong stumbled backward several steps, the entire valley was shaking, his foot slipped, almost falling to the ground.

  Suddenly, a violent gust of wind swept through, and wolf smoke billowed in the mountain valley, with yellow sand filling the sky! A black shadow burst out of the dusty fog and shot straight into the clouds.

  All I could hear was the sound of "flashing, flashing" in my ears. The dust and fog above dispersed, and were blown away by Winged Flying Dragon again! Winged Flying Dragon stood in mid-air and let out a few more loud cries.

  Each cry made Yang Jian's liver and gallbladder burst, his whole body seemed to be exploding! Yang Jian tore open the cotton cloth to block his own ears, which slightly alleviated it.

  At this moment, looking at the enormous object above his head, he was momentarily at a loss. He thought to himself: "What's good about this? I only know how to regulate my breath, but I don't know how to use magic spells. My Heavenly Eye is also unreliable!"

  At once, the true energy within himself! The true energy flipped over, Yang Jian tried to push out his palms, and suddenly felt the strength flowing through both arms, the true energy rolling! Two surging waves of air shot out from his palms, rushing towards Winged Flying Dragon like thunder. Winged Flying Dragon flapped its wings, a burst of lightning and flames intersecting!

  He instantly turned into nothingness, Yang Jian was bounced back by the force and flew several feet away, thudding sounds, fell to the ground, with only a mouthful of mud. How could he have imagined that his palms could push out such powerful true energy? Getting up, brushing off the dirt on his body, just as he got up, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming.

  His body was lifted again, and he was caught by the Winged Flying Dragon! The Winged Flying Dragon howled in mid-air, seemingly enraged, as strong winds and heavy rain burst forth around them. Yang Jiaolong was battered by the fierce wind and rain, and the dragon's claws grasped his shoulders once more, just as a gust of wind struck him from the left side.

  It was another of its paws, which stretched out towards Yang Jian, wanting to tear him into several pieces!

  Yang Jian's true energy is increasingly refined, and he uses the technique of "Condensing and Operating the Surge" again! Although Winged Dragon is furious at this time, his body is still being pulled down by Yang Jian.

  Yang Jian seized the opportunity, suddenly jumping up and landing on the neck of the Winged Flying Dragon. He tightly wrapped his arms around its neck, but the dragon suddenly soared upwards, constantly shaking its neck in an attempt to throw Yang Jian to the ground! Yang Jian glanced down below, where he saw a sea of clouds and mist, and vaguely made out the direction of the mountain range.

  As soon as it fell, it would be crushed to pieces! Yang Jian's grip tightened, his hands even digging into the dragon's neck meat. The Winged Dragon struggled more fiercely in pain.

  Yang Jian suddenly had an epiphany: "Most animals have a weak spot somewhere!" He himself was in the weak spot of the Winged Flying Dragon, Yang Jian slowly moved his body against the wind, struggling for almost half an hour before he finally hung upside down from the dragon's neck.

  Yang Jian concentrated his true strength, gathering it on his fist! He struck the throat of Winged Flying Dragon with a punch that almost condensed all his true energy, plus he had innate divine power, and that throat was also the weak point of Winged Flying Dragon. This strong and weak contrast decided the outcome!

  Ying Fei Long let out a few painful cries, Yang Jiaolong punched him several times in a row, until Ying Fei Long's cries grew weaker and weaker, his flight lower and lower, finally hovering just three feet above the ground! Yang Jiaolong was also almost exhausted, falling to the ground, rainwater hitting his face, Ying Fei Long fell beside him with one last loud cry.

  Yang Jian spread out his hands and fell into the muddy water! But a smile still hung on the corner of his mouth!

  It wasn't long before a red glow suddenly appeared beside him, Yang Jian had almost finished his rest, he sat up and saw that the red glow was coming from the body of Winged Flying Dragon.

  Yang Jian looked at it in surprise, that red light flashing! Sometimes strong, sometimes weak. He suddenly realized: all monsters have internal elixir, this fierce beast's cultivation is not shallow, it must also be an internal elixir!

  Yang Jian was overjoyed, knowing that the inner elixir had the ability to heal wounds and improve his cultivation! Now Yang Chao was unconscious, this fierce beast almost took his own life, but gave himself a ready-made spiritual medicine, it's really a blessing in disguise! Yang Jian spent two hours opening up the Winged Flying Dragon's belly.

  He took out the inner elixir the size of a palm, and held it in his hand as the red light burst forth. Yang Jiaolong put away the inner elixir, looked around, and secretly cursed his bad luck. The rainwater was vast and boundless here, and he had fought a life-and-death battle with Winged Flying Dragon; how could he still remember which mountain cave Yang Chan was in?

  Yang Jian stood in the rain, scolding incessantly! After careful consideration and contemplation, there was no clue, his heart grew more anxious, worrying about Yang Jiao's safety.

  What if the heavenly soldiers discovered that cave, wouldn't Yang Chan be in danger?