The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The bead thrown by Wang Mo was aimed at Yang Jian's life, and he had already tried his best to aim at Yang Jian's forehead.

If he was hit head-on by Kai Tianzhu, even if Yang Jian didn't die, he would end up with a miserable end with his brains bursting out. To be the second 'Xing Tian', his vitality would be seriously injured, and even his Xuangong realm would also fall because of it.

However, Yang Jian didn't feel any remorse in his heart, he was still struggling desperately, wanting to move his vitals away even if there was even a chance before Kai Tianzhu attacked...

The chaotic Yuanzhu can determine the universe. This is an innate spiritual treasure. Although it is not in the eyes of great supernatural beings, it can suppress all opponents under the Da Luo Jinxian.

Yang Jian's combat power is strong, but it is a tyrannical body, mysterious kung fu, and very weak power of soul.

He was able to fight against Wang Mo, relying on the pointless spear in his hand, not because Yang Jian's Xuangong realm was already comparable to Da Luo Jinxian!

Not to mention the Rongshen Sword, Yang Jian's Yuanshen had no power to parry, and was directly entangled by the red rope...

At this time, it was really called "every day should not be done" and "the earth is not working". Yang Jian was still unwilling to give up and kept struggling. What bloomed in his eyes was not despair, but unwillingness and anger!

Open the dzi to the forehead!

Yang Jian suddenly felt that the pointed spear he was holding in both hands was missing, and beside Yang Jian, a figure was about to slowly take shape...

hold head high!

The sudden sound of the dragon chant sounded, and Yang Jian's eyes blurred, and the pointed spear appeared in front of Yang Jian strangely. The body of the spear stood upright, and there seemed to be a faint outline of the tip of the spear that should not exist!

It is this faint outline that directly blows the Kai Dzi Bead into the air!

The scene that happened between the lightning and the flint made Yang Jian startled, and Wang Mo's eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

But Yang Jian's mind was attracted by the sudden power of the non-pointed gun, and he didn't notice the figure that was about to slowly take shape beside him; and that figure also dissipated in an instant, turning into a cloud of water vapor, blown away by the strong wind brought by the non-pointed gun.

No trace left.

hold head high--

The non-pointed gun floated in front of Yang Jian, and suddenly there was another dragon's chant, the gun body burst out with brilliance, and the black smoke condensed on the gun body seemed to come alive at this moment!

A black dragon with only half its body soared into the sky!

Although the body is only the front half, it can't weaken its power in the slightest!

With its teeth and claws open, the dragon's horns are ferocious, and its scales are full of light, making it hard to hold back!

The black dragon roared, opened its mouth and bit the Kai Tianzhu that had been sent flying by the spearless spear, and then swung its claws directly, knocking the Hunyuan Orb into the air!

Yang Jian's body staggered and almost fell, but he immediately grabbed the pointed spear and lost a wave of profound energy!

With the help of its master, the black dragon became even more savage, following Yang Jian to dance the pointed spear, this half of the dragon's body rushed towards the king demon with its teeth and claws.

This time, Yang Jian really looked like the trapped tiger out of the cage, the trapped dragon out of the sea, grabbing the pointed spear and slamming forward, the black dragon opened its mouth wide to swallow the king demon.

Wang Mo immediately used the escape method and escaped far away; while the other three of the four saints of Jiulong Island quickly cast spells to recall their magic weapons, fearing that they would also be swallowed by the black dragon.

"Yang Jian!"

Wang Mo looked like a madman, staring at Yang Jian with red eyes.

Even this failed to kill him!

It's all right to bully the small with the big, but he borrowed all the treasures of the three righteous brothers, fixed the universe, and tied his soul, but he couldn't kill him like this!

Is it because Wang Mo is really old, or this prehistoric world has changed!

"Return my disciple's life!"

Wang Mo rushed towards Yang Jian recklessly, exuding terrifying powers all over his body, but these powers were a bit vain, it should be some secret technique that Wang Mo used.

The pointless spear seemed to be too powerful. After the black dragon flew into the air, it turned into a ball of black light and attached itself to the pointless spear again.

Yang Jian felt that the pointed spear seemed to have grown a little bit taller, but Wang Mo came so fast that he didn't have time to feel it carefully, so he raised his spear to fight!

In this battle, one must risk one's life!

The shadow of the spear wielding the pointed spear is not as majestic as the black dragon's, but it is several times sharper than the black dragon's claws.

Wang Mo really risked his life this time, and approached Yang Jian desperately. Despite the scars on his body, he also punched Yang Jian's body with punches and kicks.

The majestic Da Luo Jinxian turned out to be such a desperate method.

The pointless spear in Yang Jian's hand really made him even more powerful, and his strength against the enemy soared exponentially!

How are there so many treasures? Just this one shot is enough for Yang Jian!

The more he fights, the more brave Yang Jian becomes, the pain on his back seems unaware, Wang Mo is desperate, he will accompany Wang Mo to go crazy, one shot for one punch!

But Wang Mo's Kai Dzi Bead went to nowhere at this time, and Wang Mo also cast the spell to recall Kai Dzi Bead several times, but Kai Dzi Bead didn't respond.

The other three treasures were taken back by three virtuous younger brothers just now, Wang Mo had no treasures to use at this time, and could only confront Yang Jian's pointed spear with supernatural powers.

It's also thanks to his profound cultivation and tyrannical body; if he was replaced by another Daluo Jinxian, he might be killed by Yang Jian's gun.

At this time, Wang Mo can still gain the upper hand.

When Wang Mo was covered in blood from the Wujian spear, Yang Jian's treasured body also became bumpy, and I don't know how many bones were broken.

If you can kill the demon king today, the pattern of conferred gods will be broken!

What Yang Jian has to do is to completely disrupt his known Battle of the Conferred Gods; otherwise, he will not be able to really take the initiative at all!

Every step in the Battle of the Conferred Gods is actually one link on top of another, one leading out another!

"Brother, he..." Yang Xiaochan tremblingly said, "If the other three go to bed together, what should we do?"

Although there was some worry in Chu Qian's eyes, she still comforted Yang Xiaochan and said, "Don't worry, these are all immortals who cut off the teaching. It's impossible for them to be so shameless and bully the small with the big. They definitely don't dare to rush forward. Otherwise, they might arouse the anger of the sage who explained the teaching."

Yang Xiaochan bit her lip and nodded slowly, but her heart was bewildered.

Ao Xinke didn't speak, she just stared at the place of battle without saying a word, her figure seemed to have moved, but also seemed to have not moved, but there was a vague sense of immortality that people couldn't see through.

On the other side, Wang Mo's three righteous brothers also came close to watch the battle between Wang Mo and Yang Jian.

"Brother! Late makes changes!"

"Brother! I'll just make a move! Why do you mobilize the primordial spirit!"

"You all don't come here!" Wang Mo yelled, "Yang Jian killed my apprentice, this hatred is irreconcilable! I have lost my reputation today, and I have no face to speak of. The three virtuous brothers just look at it! I must take him down!"

Yang Jian leaned on the pointed gun, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a sneer, wrapped himself in profound energy, and snorted: "Big words!"

Wang Mo inhaled suddenly, his body was swollen, and the wounds all over his body suddenly flashed with fairy lights, and the blood turned into blood arrows, shooting towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian responded contentedly, dodging from left to right, the long spear stopped all these bloody arrows, and then swept the world with a single move, sending out dozens of spear shadows to shoot at Wang Mo...

The two came and went, and fought together again. The fight was inseparable, and I don't know how many days and nights they would fight!

At this moment, three clear whistles came from the northwest!

In the howling sound, mixed with the rolling Tianwei, there is also a suppressed anger!

Those were three Taoists, wearing long crowns and Taoist robes, their eyes were like lightning, and they saw Yang Jian's situation in their eyes.

Wang Mo shouted: "Three virtuous brothers!"

"Brother, don't worry! We will stop these three people for you!"

Li Xingba replied that three of the four sages of Kowloon Island sacrificed their treasures, and they greeted the three big Luo who explained the teachings, and they were able to intercept each other from a hundred miles away.

Yang Jian forced Wang Mo back with a single shot, his figure stepped back three steps, and shouted happily: "But my uncle and uncle who teach?"

Then I heard a vigorous shout coming from the northwest: "Nephew Yang Jian hold on for a while! Come to help!"

But Yang Jian laughed three times, and shouted: "Uncle Master, don't worry, I will fight this king demon for hundreds of rounds again!" After saying that, he really jumped on him again and entangled the king demon.

At this time, Wang Mo actually wanted to retire.

Although I feel that Yang Jian has suffered a lot, he can't take Yang Jian down for a while. Although his three virtuous younger brothers can block the people from Chanjiao, there must be more Chanjiao disciples coming here.

Moreover, when Yang Jian said "fight for hundreds of rounds", Wang Mo already felt that he was defeated.

A junior, a junior of the three generations of the Taoist sect, who has never listened to the teachings of a sage, is just a junior taught by Master Yuding...

No matter how hard she tried, she was still so embarrassed by him.

The disadvantage of this battle is not the fault of cultivation.

In terms of means, methods of warfare, and realm, Wang Mo should have crushed Yang Jian; however, in real fights, Yang Jian was always able to catch the enemy by surprise and defeat the enemy, shattering Wang Mo's pride little by little.

Wang Mo sighed in his heart, his only blood was broken in Yang Jian's hands, but he couldn't avenge his son, and he was so notorious...

why?

why?

The hatred in his eyes was getting deeper and deeper, and he even attacked Yang Jian frantically, regardless of his own injuries.

This is actually Yang Jian's weakness - if he can't completely break through the opponent's fairy body, Yang Jian can't attack the enemy's soul, which can be regarded as the shortcoming of Bajiu Xuangong.

Suddenly, a ray of sound transmission penetrated into Wang Mo's ear.

There was a little hesitation in Wang Mo's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and began to retreat while fighting, deliberately leading Yang Jian to the southeast...