The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Wang Yiguo's army marched mightily, while Yang Jian and Kong Xuan stood swaggeringly a hundred miles away, watching the warships quietly.

It is also a bold person with high skills, who does not realize that it would be troublesome to be surrounded by hundreds of masters.

Kong Xuan murmured: "The daughter of the lord of the country, can really bring the commander-in-chief of Wang Yiguo here?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Naturally, she's a princess anyway, and that big guy should sell her some thin noodles."

"Oh?" Kong Xuan lowered his eyebrows and said pleasingly, "The Chaos Spirit Race is not your human race, they still respect the strong, and the little princess's cultivation is barely enough to catch the eye."

Yang Jian thought for a while, and still insisted on his own opinion. "It's actually very simple. The most basic way of thinking between the chaotic spirit race and the human race, or all creatures, is to understand each other. This is the basis for all races to understand and communicate with each other."

"Although the Chaos Eldar are generally disorderly, as long as there are strong and weak points, there will be rule and centralization, but the degree is different."

"And once the power develops to the stage of hereditary succession, these princes and princesses who may become the next king will be given certain privileges."

The corner of Kong Xuan's mouth twitched, and he said quietly: "I never thought that Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun would have such a view on secular imperial power."

"The truths are all interconnected," Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and Kong Xuan suddenly changed from a lazy look to a very vigilant one.

"Here we come, prepare for the big formation."

"Don't worry," Kong Xuan's fingertips danced with five-color light, "Here, even the Dao Sage, I can trap him for a while."

Yang Jian nodded slowly, two strands of profound energy enveloped him and Kong Xuan.

A huge figure slowly flew out from the huge battleship in the center of Wang Yiguo's army. It was the fat giant with a strong breath that Yang Jian had seen before.

The man stood up and was over a thousand feet tall, and the 'little head' that was originally on his shoulders was also turned to his chest. The face on the little head was talking with the 'little man' standing on his shoulders with a friendly smile.

The villain is actually the princess Wang Yiguo with a normal figure. Kong Xuan used the method of controlling the spirit nucleus to control the spirit nucleus before, and was sent back by Yang Jian to ask the commander to go out for a while.

What method she used to persuade the commander Wang Yiguo, that is unknown to Yang Jian.

Anyway, it's fine if he can be fooled alone. After taking down this master, this group of Wang Yiguo's army will be in Yang Jian's pocket, which is of great significance.

The giant flew past the hiding place of Yang Jian and Kong Xuan. Yang Jian and Kong Xuan looked at each other, and they were standing beside the giant, relying on the cover of profound energy, and quietly followed.

Cha He's huge head suddenly opened his mouth, using yet another complicated language of the Spirit Race, but the magic talisman on Yang Jian's body would naturally allow him to understand what they were saying.

"Your Highness, where is the elixir protected by the beast you mentioned?"

"Not far ahead, Li Mu is already guarding there. It's just that there is a giant beast that is quite powerful. He is not an opponent, so I presumptuously ask you to help me."

The huge head said nothing more, while the small head laughed a few times with a sharp voice.

"Your Highness, the Lord asked you to come with the army to let you shoulder more important responsibilities. If you can find some more treasures and present them to the Lord, the Lord will be very happy."

"Thank you Prime Minister and General Chahe for your help," the Spirit Race woman with the wings of light behind her, said this on purpose, as if she was trying to remind her of something.

Yang Jian immediately understood that the two heads were not all of the same type.

After talking to Kong Xuansheng, Kong Xuan nodded slightly, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Finally, half an hour after flying away from the army formation, the giant slowed down.

The little head 'swimmed' on the giant's chest to the shoulder, looked at the spirit woman, and asked with a dry smile: "Your Highness, you always said that it is not far, but what is the secret?"

"Hidden feelings?" The Spirit Race woman frowned and asked back, "Does the Prime Minister not believe me?"

"Your Highness, forgive me for offending me," the general Cha He also said, his ferocious face lowered slightly, and his big face, which was hundreds of feet long, looked at the Lingzu woman, and a strand of hair could make a Da Luo monk vomit blood.

The cracking sound was like rolling thunder, and it could convey a short distance in the chaotic sea.

"You seem to be lying to me."

"General Chahe..." The spirit woman's complexion was a little pale. Naturally, she couldn't bear the coercion of such a master, she subconsciously wanted to fly away, but was immobilized by the coercion.

At this moment!

A little sneer suddenly came from the side, and the chaotic atmosphere within Zhou Wanzhang suddenly 'evaporated', and disappeared strangely, revealing a spherical void with a diameter of ten thousand zhang.

The eyes of several people immediately turned to the place where the sneer came from. There, a figure slowly walked out of the chaotic atmosphere, with a light white atmosphere around him, long hair fluttering gently without wind, and the sword in his hand contained an astonishing sword energy.

There was an indescribable dao charm in her face, and her figure was perfect without any sense of disobedience. The phoenix eyes lightly swept over Chahe and the 'little head' prime minister, with a little contempt in her eyes.

Don't ask if this body is peerless, the only ruthless person in the ages is Kong Xuan.

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Whoosh!

A gray shadow flicked across extremely quickly, and before that shackle could even be retracted, the Spirit Race woman had already been captured by the gray shadow.

The gray shadow stopped, who was it if it wasn't Yang Jian?

Although this princess has no follow-up use, after all, she is already Yang Jian's subordinate at this time, and Yang Jian can't let her suffer easily.

After being controlled by the spirit core, the spirit race is not simply threatened with their lives; I don't know how Xuandu got such a method, the accused spirit race will gradually dedicate all their loyalty to the "master", the kind without reservation.

"Thank you, master."

The princess of Wang Yiguo's face was flushed with excitement, and her voice trembled a little.

Yang Jian casually tossed her a bottle of elixir that strengthens the foundation and nourishes the essence, which can be regarded as a clear reward and punishment, and then he took out a three-pointed two-edged gun, and there was a sound of surging waves in his body.

From continuous, to monstrous waves!

"Your opponent is me," Yang Jian said lightly and indifferently, the dragon spear in his hand trembled slightly, and strands of Xuangang poured into it, as if a black dragon soared into the sky the next moment.

No, there is no heaven and earth here, only the continuous sea of ​​chaos.

Kong Xuan's palm was beating with five-color divine light, and a halo of light circulated. This void with a diameter of ten thousand feet was sealed layer by layer by the innate five elements.

"Play faster," Kong Xuan said, "Didn't you say that Lord Rain Spirit is Kunpeng's pawn? Maybe Kunpeng is rushing over."

Yang Jian's heart trembled suddenly, and he glanced at the corner of Xuangui's belt. The Lord of the Rain Spirit, who was being pecked at the hairpin by the little eagle, really didn't dare to relax.

There was a huge steel fork thousands of feet long in Cha He's hand, and he was obviously discussing something with the little head on his shoulder.

Yang Jian stepped forward, snapping and yelling: "Creator of the Great Desolation? Do you want to court death?"

Without answering, Yang Jian stepped forward in two steps, his figure had already rushed to the extreme speed that his real body could reach, and he grabbed the spear and blasted towards Chahe's huge body.

In front of Chahe, Yang Jian's figure was indeed as small as an ant.

The steel fork of Cha He was lifted up violently, and swept away at Yang Jian. The tyrannical force caused the void to burst directly, revealing the shape of interlaced and shining Taoism!

Yang Jian rushed swiftly, but the steel fork that hit like a mountain ridge was extremely fierce!

You can even directly feel that as long as the steel fork collides with Yang Jian, all the power on it will rush towards Yang Jian's figure, which is less than ten feet tall... This kind of excellent control of power seems to demonstrate the true combat power of this giant.

Seeing Lie Xinxi, Yang Jian didn't dodge, the long spear pointed at Cha He and swept out the shadows of the guns, then twisted his upper body violently, holding the guns in both hands, and stabbed straight at the steel fork that was smashing.

The mysterious pearl flashed with light, and Yang Jian seemed to be standing on a huge wave with no boundaries, and the spear even let out an exploding dragon cry!

boom!

Hum——

The eight-foot-long dragon spear directly collided with that incomparably huge steel fork!

Time and space seem to have stopped here, if it wasn't for the shadow of the spear thrown by Yang Jian flying like rain, it would really make people think that the picture was stopped at this time!

At the end of the spear point, ripples rippled like a shaking tablecloth, and the void began to collapse layer by layer, and the steel fork, which was nearly a thousand feet long, also collapsed ten feet by one!

Yang Jian leaned back slightly, using his strength to retreat, avoiding the collapsing void.

And Chahe's giant-like body leaned back violently, the two left arms that had just grasped the steel fork kept trembling, his ferocious face became even more ferocious, and his eyes were full of ferocity.

All over the sky, gun shadows strike!

The shadows of the guns condensed by the Profound Handle suddenly dispersed from the gathering, and directly covered Chahe's upper body, and there was a burst of 'dust flying', and Chahe's body fell on his back with a loud bang.

Faxiangtiandi!

Yang Jian's figure swelled rapidly, and he became a thousand feet in size in the blink of an eye. He put away the dragon gun, and his fists surged with boundless profound energy, and he rushed towards Chahe fiercely.

On Cha He's shoulders, the 'little head' who had been full of fear suddenly sneered, and a strange dao rhyme quietly emerged, weaving into a huge black net, covering Yang Jian's dharma face.

"snort!"

Yang Jian has been wary of his move for a long time. Even if no one has said that this little head has any abilities, but with his toes, think about what magical powers can complement the humanoid monster like Chahe?

Of course it is the ability to attack the primordial spirit.

The shadow of a big tree appeared in Yang Jian's dharma body. Under the big tree, a small cauldron flew lazily up, and with a slight shake, it emitted a blue light that filled the sky and melted the black net directly.

The little head was really in a hurry at this time, Yang Jian's face had already thrown himself on Cha He, and his two fists smashed out all over the sky.

Even if it is to use the supernatural powers of the law, the heaven and the earth, and control the power, Yang Jian has achieved 'extremely wonderful'.

Cha He roared and fought back with all his strength, but just as he was about to raise his hand, the elbow joints of the four arms, the two shoulder sockets, and the connection points under the two ribs were all sunken by the fist shadow at the same time!

Yang Jian's face was stern, and where the punches passed, his body was smashed down like mud.

Bloody!

Cha He roared continuously, his body spewed out streams of blood, and his physical body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Yang Jian's dharma body turned flexibly, and his legs directly stepped on Chahe's waist. Before Chahe could stand still, he was kicked directly, and Yang Jian's fist hit Chahe's back again, blasting fist shadows!

Punches leave afterimages!

This kind of hand-to-hand combat made Kong Xuan feel a little... speechless.

"A reckless man."

She glanced at the corner of her mouth, and glanced at Her Royal Highness Princess Wang Yiguo who was full of nympho.

"vulgar."