The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Looking at Yang Jian from a distance, his body is like an arrow piercing through the air, his long hair is flying freely, a small blue tripod on his head, shining endless brilliance along the road; holding a shining sword, he is uncommonly majestic, strong and shocking!

When he got close, among the monks here, those who had seen him in the Dragon Palace before found that his fairy clothes were torn, and he lost a lot of the arrogance of the day, but a little more compelling arrogance.

"This Yang Jian is really so handsome!"

A woman hiding in the clouds and mist sighed softly, expressing the feelings of many women who met Yang Jian for the first time.

Look at the sword eyebrows and star eyes, look at the eagle nose and thin lips, the facial features are flawless, with sharp edges and corners, and the face is like a crown jade, but it doesn't look thin.

At this time, his fighting spirit was on fire, his whole body was boiling with energy and blood, and he did not lack the masculinity that a man should have at all. His bravery was even more heart-pounding.

Seeing that Lu Chunyang was here, Yang Jian didn't want to get too entangled with these people, so he flew straight to where Lu Chunyang was.

In a blink of an eye, Yang Jian flew past Lu Chunyang's side without stopping.

He and Lu Chunyang intertwined eyes and didn't say anything, but Lu Chunyang already understood what he was going to do.

Exorcism!

In this way, Yang Jian rushed through the formation of several big Luos blocking the monsters, and directly rushed towards Montenegro!

Not a single hello!

"Hahaha!" Lu Chunyang was full of energy, and he raised his arms and shouted, "Brother Yang! I'll help you!"

"Okay," Yang Jian didn't refuse, leaving only this response, and rushed into the billowing black mist with a 'poof'.

The black mist that stopped dozens of big Luos, he didn't hesitate at all!

Lu Chunyang stepped forward in the air, unrestrained and elegant, lingering with fairy air. After walking three steps, he flew up like a dragon sailing out to sea, the long sword on his back whistling continuously.

Lu Chunyang squeezed his sword fingers, tapped the hilt of the long sword on his back lightly, and the long sword popped out from behind, turning into a long rainbow, rushing towards the land of nine heavens.

Seeing that Lu Chunyang moved, there were also many big monks who had made friends with Lu Chunyang and wanted to help.

Yang Jian suddenly yelled and reminded: "Everyone, don't get close! This thing is designed to break the soul!"

These people couldn't help hesitating for a while, but sacrificed the magic weapon from a distance, and blasted towards the black mist.

The black mist is about to spread in all directions suddenly!

Seeing this, those Da Luo who set up the formation immediately took full control of the formation, preventing the soul-piercing black mist from escaping at all!

"We must not slack off! Everyone, do your best to seal this demon!"

A Taoist priest with a long crown shouted so, and all the monks nodded, and each cast their immortal spells, channeled their immortal power, blessed them in the great formation, and waited quietly for the result of Yang Jian's elimination of demons.

In an instant, streaks of light appeared between the sky and the earth, colorful and beautiful.

Although these auras are mottled, they completely surround the area with a radius of 50 miles around Heishan, like a large bowl of seven colors, upside down on the land of Luzhou in Beiju!

This formation is more than a thousand times more powerful than the thousand-mile formation that Mo Han's tribe will deploy back then?

The sage's proclamation has just been dispersed, and Yang Jian has entered the land of demons.

There are many monks here who can't wait to tell the story to the world immediately, because they are moved by Yang Jian's bravery.

They all have some admiration for Yang Jian. Although there may be jealousy and disdain in addition to admiration, this admiration is real.

Without him, these people present asked themselves, if any one of them faced the Heavenly General Mo Han and Mo Han's generals alone, what would the result be?

Escaping for life may be somewhat certain, but if you win the battle, you will be wiped out...No one can do it!

The black mist condensed, and the blood demon appeared, and suddenly a giant figure condensed from the depths of the black mist, facing Yang Jian!

But because of the thick black mist and the alien force that swallowed the consciousness, people outside could only see the outline of the giant figure from a distance.

It's too blurry to see clearly.

But they could all see that around the giant figure, there was a cyan light rapidly drawing arcs of cyan light! The blue light flew around the figure of the giant, and the giant he hit kept staggering!

"My sword comes from the sky!"

Lu Chunyang yelled, and a huge sword shook away the clouds and mists of Luzhou in Beiju, pierced into the black clouds from top to bottom, and smashed at the giant's forehead!

The blade is thousands of feet long!

Although it fell quickly, it felt very slow.

The giant transformed by the demon was even taller than a thousand feet, and at this moment, there was a sudden roar——

"kill!"

It is the sound of shocking the soul again!

Compared with seven days ago, the sound of killing and cutting is a world of difference! It was able to break through layers of clouds and mist, and the trembling land continued to shake for thousands of miles!

Tens of miles away, the male and female monks with slightly weaker cultivation bases were all pale, and there was a little scarlet in their eyes!

"You are just a rage that I elicited! The ancient times are gone, who else do you want to kill?"

Yang Jian's angry shout suddenly came, blessed by the inexplicable Taoist rhyme, it actually overshadowed the killing sound!

Those monks who were affected by the sound of killing all recovered their clarity. They thought they were lucky in their hearts, but they were quite shocked by the firmness of Yang Jian's soul.

How did the former Da Luo, who was surnamed Nangong, die? It was because he was too close to the monster, and his soul was disturbed by a roar!

Why is Yang Jian not afraid of the disturbing voice of demons? Naturally, it was because of the small blue cauldron on his head, but others didn't know about it.

The sound of bangs was endless, Yang Jian launched a fierce attack, his moves continued, and his swordsmanship became more and more fierce. The giant that hit straight was trembling and roaring continuously.

Directly above, the huge sword that condensed Lu Chunyang's whole body's abilities had entered into the billowing black mist, firmly locked on the frontal bone of the huge figure, emitting waves of power, intending to suppress the evil spirit.

The giant made of black smoke raised his hand, and immediately slammed into the giant sword, trying to smash it into the air; but just as it raised its arm, the blue light wrapped around its huge arm with a sound of '咻咻' piercing the air.

The blue light spun around the arm rapidly, and Yang Jian's body skills were pushed to the limit. One after another, Xuangang blasted towards the giant's raised arm, blasting a part of the giant's arm into black smoke!

But this giant is condensed with evil spirit, even if a part of the arm is broken, the movement of swinging upwards is still non-stop!

"snort!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian did not hesitate, and cast the Qian Kun escape method, and the figure appeared directly under the tip of the giant sword!

This escape shocked Lu Chunyang into a cold sweat, thinking that Yang Jian was suddenly controlled by a demon and wanted to block his big sword.

Fortunately, Yang Jian turned around abruptly, flew diagonally downwards, and threw himself at the giant's fist!

"Brother Lu! I'll open the way for you!"

Lu Chunyang made a false alarm, and burst out laughing with pride, "This move of mine will definitely kill this demon! The Qingping sword can destroy evil spirits!"

The giant sword trembled, flashing a fairy light!

Holding the Demon Slaying Sword in both hands, Yang Jianru had already rushed to the front of the huge punch that hit him in the blink of an eye.

He took a deep breath and slammed into it!

Ping Tian Sword Intent!

With the shadow of the sword swaying, Yang Jian directly smashed the five protruding knuckles of the giant fist with the sharpness of the Xuangang.

But the momentum of this giant's punch is so strong that it cannot be stopped by Ruijin! It can't be completely crushed for a while.

Yang Jian hung the Demon Slaying Sword in the air, and his figure suddenly increased in size!

Faxiangtiandi!

Yang Jian used this supernatural power to the limit, turned into a hundred-foot-tall giant, strode in mid-air, and punched forward with both fists!

All of a sudden, the blue light flourished!

The green tripod on top of Yang Jian's head also grew bigger, turning into a large rusty bronze cauldron, which has the artistic conception of suppressing the Quartet.

The eighty-nine profound arts were running rapidly, and the thirty-one mysterious beads buzzed in the body!

The fists were hard against the fierce giant's fist with a diameter of several tens of feet... But because there was no support behind him or his feet, Yang Jian's dharma body was beaten back and forth!

"Stop!" Yang Jian gritted his teeth and roared, the giant he transformed into shook his whole body violently, and strands of heaven and earth vitality gathered behind him, turning into a phantom of a mountain.

Yang Jian's dharma body had a support, and he stepped on the mountain of nothingness, and finally withstood this punch!

The phantom of the mountain is only three feet behind, and it is the giant sword that fell from the sky!

It was already too late for the bloody giant to stop the sword. It raised its head and let out a roar, opened its bloody mouth, and wanted to swallow this giant sword directly!

But this huge sword is extraordinary, it is also a spiritual treasure, and it is blessed with the supreme swordsmanship of Lu Chunyang, the Great Luo Sword Immortal, how can it be swallowed by it?

The falling speed of the giant sword suddenly increased, and it directly penetrated into the mouth of the demon giant!

In the moment of silence, streaks of colorful rays rushed out of the monster's body!

"kill……"

boom!

With a muffled sound, the giant's abdomen exploded suddenly, and then with a bang, the giant collapsed directly! Puffs of smoke and dust raged on the ground.

Yang Jian put away his face and stood still holding his sword, but his expression was still dignified, his eyes were full of divine light, and the small cauldron above his head was looking for something.

A ray of colorful rays of light burst out of the black mist and fell back into Lu Chunyang's scabbard; Lu Chunyang's complexion was a little pale at this time, and his figure was also crumbling.

A graceful woman flew from behind, held Lu Chunyang's arm, and looked at the dark mist together.

Demons...except?

But why is the black mist still tumbling, and the evil spirit soaring into the sky has not weakened at all?

"Lu Jianxian! What's the matter?" one person shouted loudly.

Just as Lu Chunyang was about to answer, a big hand that covered the sky and the sun suddenly protruded from the black mist, and grabbed Lu Chunyang from a thousand feet away!

This big hand came too suddenly, like a black cloud, as if it could cover the entire sky!

Lu Chunyang was too close to the black mist and was in the big formation, except for the woman beside him, everyone behind him couldn't move forward to support him!

"You go!" Lu Chunyang pushed the woman beside him, his sword fingers condensed again, and the sword behind his back was unsheathed again!

The woman pushed away by him flew upside down for less than half a zhang, and suddenly her long sleeves fluttered, her figure turned back, and hugged Lu Chunyang suddenly from behind, and crazily penetrated her own immortal power into Lu Chunyang's body.

"I can't share the pillow with you, but I only wish to share the tomb with you!"

"You!" Lu Chunyang was extremely angry, but he had no chance to push her away, and the big hand had already started to close!

The vitality of the surrounding world was disturbed the moment this big hand appeared, as if sealed off, the method of moving could not be used at all!

Suddenly heard, shouted loudly!

"The five thunders of heaven and earth respect my order! Come on!"