The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The wind of the palm was swift, and the sword shadows that looked gorgeous and sharp were all smashed by Yang Jian's palm at will.

That drunk young man with pink face and small face, his true strength is really extraordinary.

Because those who dare to be so arrogant in this great world usually have the strength of a golden fairy even if they have a strong background. And the guy below is almost on the same level as Xiao Chan'er.

"Brother! I'm going to teach him a lesson!" Yang Xiaochan was about to stand up after speaking, but was pushed down on the seat by Yang Jian.

"People are looking for me, I'll go down and have a look."

Yang Jian glanced at Ao Xinke, who nodded slightly, his eyes conveying some thoughts, telling Yang Jian to be more careful.

If something goes wrong, there must be something strange.

Yang Jian flew out of the clam, looked at the boat below, and his power gradually spread.

Most of the figures on the building changed their complexions, and there were also a few people who had deep meaning in their eyes.

Seeing Yang Jian coming out, the drunk young man pointed his sword at Yang Jian and said with a sneer, "You are the Yang Jian who is being rumored all over the world?"

Yang Jian remained silent, his eyes swept over those figures one by one.

"I'm asking you something! Don't you have long ears!" The young man yelled and cursed again, with an extremely arrogant attitude, obviously because he had something to rely on.

Yang Jian felt that it was unwise to be angry with this guy; he just raised his hand and swung a palm, not hitting the boy, but hitting the tall boat.

Hearing a roar, the roof of the building exploded directly, and some screams came from inside the building, but those dancers and actresses with mortal bodies were also unscathed.

The boy was trembling with anger, and he was about to use his supernatural powers to fight Yang Jian.

But Yang Jian smiled grimly, "If you don't want to die, you'd better shut up and leave right now."

He was just threatening the drunken person, and he didn't intend to kill at this time, and he was not a person who killed indiscriminately.

"Hahaha! How dare you say let me die? Do you know who my master is!" The young man laughed a few times, his arrogance was overwhelming.

Sure enough, this is again...

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he was about to leave. He just felt that if he continued to talk to this person, he would really belittle himself.

But before Yang Jian turned around, the greasy-faced boy suddenly changed his tone, his tongue was a little knotted, and he pointed at Yang Jian and said, "If you want me to let you go, it's not impossible. Offer up those three little ladies, and I, I won't argue with you today!"

Yang Jian frowned, turned his head to look, and saw that Yang Xiaochan, Chu Qian and Ao Xinke had walked out of the clam and stood in the air.

The weakest of the three of them is Yang Xiaochan, but she is also in the realm of the celestial beings, and the primordial spirit has long been able to "follow the wind and catch the shadows". How could they not hear the boy's offensive words?

At this time, not to mention Yang Xiaochan, who was the hottest tempered, even Ao Xinke, who was always gentle, had a cold complexion, with a little majesty in his eyes.

But Ao Xinke didn't say anything, just looked at Yang Jian's back, her gaze gradually returned to calm.

On the contrary, Yang Xiaochan had already grabbed her short sword, and she was full of murderous intent; if she hadn't been stopped by Chu Qian, she would have rushed down to teach this disciple who offended his sister-in-law a long time ago.

Yang Jian's gaze was very calm, but Mo Han, who had faced him before, knew that Yang Jian's gaze was so calm even when he cut off a head.

"What did you just say?"

A cold breath descended from the sky, and the young man shivered, feeling a cold, evil spirit attacking from above.

The figures around the young man retreated quietly one by one, and some people were even ready. When Yang Jian made a move, they immediately shouted, "This matter has nothing to do with me", and ran as far as they could.

But this young man was full of energy, and being restrained by Yang Jian's aura, the drunk young man was very angry.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I said, let you take those three little ladies..."

hum!

Yang Jian made a sudden move, and with a wave of his left hand, Xuangang condensed into a gun shadow and smashed at the boy!

This blow was very swift and violent, and the power contained in it could not be resisted by ordinary golden immortals, and Yang Jian seemed to have directly used the power of the non-pointed spear in his anger...

boom!

This is the sound of the gun shadow hitting the deck of the immortal treasure ship. The gun shadow directly penetrated the building ship, whizzed towards the mountain below, and finally smashed a mountain top.

Yang Jian just stands up? of course not.

Looking at the young man again, his long greasy hair was cut off, and his entire left arm disappeared, leaving only a terrible wound.

Standing there still in a daze, the pain hit, just about to yell, but a big mouthful of blood spurted out, quite spectacular.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, turned around and flew back to the clam without saying a word.

"You!" The boy shouted, but he couldn't stand still, and the fear and many illusions in his heart when the gun shadow hit him appeared in his mind again.

A handsome boy knelt on one knee and roared with a sword. The young man gritted his teeth, but he also sobered up, knowing that his cultivation level and Yang Jian's were vastly different...

The clam slowly drifted to the west, but Yang Jian's words stayed here, echoing slowly.

"If you speak rudely, your arm will be broken; if you dare to speak rudely again, you will take your life!"

The boy's eyes went dark, and he lay down on the deck and passed out, but it wasn't because of his injuries, but because he felt that such humiliation was unbearable, so he might as well just pass out.

A few people around shouted "Young Master", but the others immediately turned into streamers and scattered away, lest they get into trouble that they shouldn't have.

But there were also two people who secretly looked at each other, and helped the young master up, and entered the turbulent building.

And the boat staggered and flew towards the ridge below, so as not to fall suddenly and kill the mortals on board.

Xianceng had already left for thousands of miles, Yang Xiaochan was still furious, always felt that Yang Jian's action was just to teach the other party a lesson, it was too light.

Yang Jian smiled indifferently, took out a photo orb in his finger, and activated the orb, showing the previous situation.

Ever since the clam was stopped by a sword, this orb has been activated by Yang Jian, recording the situation within ten miles nearby...

Yang Xiaochan didn't know why, so she asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you still want to appreciate your brilliance and martial arts?"

Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, and waited until the picture in the orb was deduced until Yang Jian shot off the opponent's arm, and then Yang Jian put the picture orb back into the finger.

He looked at Ao Xinke, intending to have a few more words with her, and asked, "What do you think?"

"There is, there is someone, who wants, wants to use, use him... calculate, you."

"Well," Yang Jian nodded, and looked at Chu Qian and Yang Xiaochan again. Chu Qian fiddled with the strings and didn't reply, but Yang Xiaochan looked angry.

Yang Xiaochan: "He's a fairy, you just broke his arm, and he can recover it by looking for a few elixir, brother, what kind of punishment are you doing, that guy just wanted to molested my sister-in-law!"

"The boy is dead at this time," Yang Jian sighed, his sister is really...pure and lovely.

"Dead?" Yang Xiaochan blinked: "Brother, did you use a dark hand?"

"If I want to kill him, I must be fair and aboveboard. How can I use a dark hand?" Yang Jian smiled and explained: "It's just a chess piece that wants to harm me. Then someone on the boat will kill him, and then give it to me."

Yang Xiaochan blinked, then pursed her lips, silently staring at her brother for a while.

Yang Jian had no choice but to explain a few more words for her.

"The timing of that big boat appeared was too coincidental, and it was also too coincidental that the boy stopped us with a sword. I can hide my figure with my mysterious ability, how does he know that I am on the boat?"

"Someone must have seen us enter the immortal clam in the East China Sea, and passed it on to some people in the Lou Chuan. Those people put the Lou Chuan on our way, and then got the young man drunk and irritated him with words."

Yang Jian smiled, "If my guess is right, the young man should be a disciple from Jin'ao Island, a source of good fortune. Unfortunately, he just became a human pawn and wanted to provoke a conflict between me and Jie Jiaoxian."

"But... brother, how do you know this?" Yang Xiaochan looked confused.

There are so many things behind this?

"Do you remember that the moment I showed up, how many people on the boat lowered their heads to avoid my sight, instead of looking at me directly?" Yang Jian sneered, then remembered that he was facing his fiancée and younger sister, and quickly apologized.

Ao Xinke looked puzzled and nodded.

Yang Xiaochan was not too naive, and immediately said: "I know! Brother, you have been in the limelight recently, but few people have seen your real body. When you show up, they should have looked up at you, unless they have seen you before, or have ghosts in their hearts, they dare not look up!"

While the second master was tired, he was also a little relieved.

"But bro, do you know that you've been tricked? Ignore him and it's over!" Xiao Chan'er's voice was like a lark, but she was very righteous.

"If you and Xinke are molested by someone and I don't care, then I'm not a man." Yang Jian sighed softly, and then said, "I also want to take advantage of the tricks of the Yaozu or the Jade Emperor to let the Jiejiao Immortal come to me, and kill their vigor before the catastrophe."

Yang Xiaochan blinked, Yang Jian's calculation was a bit out of line for her.

Since Yang Jian has already said this, he simply explained everything.

Although there was no war between Jiejiao and Chanjiao, but because the disciples of the two religions had to go to the Fengshen Bang to win and lose, life and death were determined, so they knew that the other party had schemes, so they also went to find Yang Jian.

Yang Jian used the photo orb to leave evidence. This is the second hand that can be attacked and defended.

After all, Jiejiao and Chanjiao haven't broken their skins yet, and the two saints are senior brothers, or brothers of the same root who transformed the Sanqing together, and their disciples dare not go to war directly, so there must be an excuse.

If everything went as Yang Jian expected, and after he killed several Jiejiao disciples, and then directly took out this orb, everyone in the Jiejiao would suffer a great loss in silence, and even lose their face for nothing, and they would definitely spread their anger on the person who manipulated this matter.

Yang Jian doesn't need to do too much at all, a small photo orb can kill three birds with one stone.

It's still thanks to the items left by Heavenly General Mo Han...

"Oh, forget it." Yang Xiaochan covered her head and moaned softly, "Your affairs are so complicated."

Chu Qian, who was beside her, said, "Don't worry, Second Master, I've learned from myself, and I won't tell anyone about this."

Yang Xiaochan also nodded slightly, and Ao Xinke made a gesture to reassure Yang Jian.

Yang Jian smiled casually: "If I can't believe you, I don't have to walk in the prehistoric wilderness."

Ao Xinke blushed slightly, and hummed lightly.

Except for the noodle boy, there was no obstacle on this road, and he flew straight towards Qianyuan Mountain.

And in that boat...