The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

A sneak attack is definitely a sneak attack. One's own side is going to fight two against nine, and Qing Qing's strength can at most offset one of the opponent's two or three powers. If Yang Jian doesn't sneak attack, he can only fight with his life.

It's not that he didn't think about sneaking all the way, and after finding the eldest sister of the other party, he would fight with all his strength, but such an idea was too risky.

If he can't win by fighting, he will be surrounded by the opponent and have no way to escape.

At this time, the opponent placed three powerful men here, obviously to search for his traces, and this was also the only chance for Yang Jian to weaken the opponent's strength.

Even if they cannot win, there is still a relatively broad retreat in the rear.

To fight, how to fight.

A sage can move instantly when he controls the avenue, unless he uses magical powers to smash the surrounding universe, and smash it to the greatest extent possible, so as to delay the timing of other powerful people coming to support.

Even if it is the Xeon of the Nine Paths, if it is unable to use the teleportation supernatural power, it will have a 'flying' process, and it will inevitably take some time.

And Yang Jian and Qing Qing had to defeat the three strongest opponents in such a short period of time, and it was best to kill one of them.

This difficulty is indeed too great.

But they came here to prevent the recovery of the Eternal God King, and to seize an opportunity.

It's all here, if you shrink back, what's the point?

"You can't let them miss it in vain."

Yang Jian murmured softly, and slowly clenched his left hand tightly.

Even if there is a dragon's pool and a tiger's den ahead, you have to bite the bullet and go there.

Qing Qing slowly closed her eyes, her figure flew out of Yang Jian's palm, and stood quietly beside him.

Within the universe within the body, all the monks formed a great formation, and the real Yuding stood in the center of the formation, ready to guide the power of the formation at any time to blast out the holy blow.

Tianyan Daozi leaped into the air, and sat down quietly cross-legged, as if he had merged with this world.

‘Yang Jian, I will temporarily lend you my Dao, and the Chaos Clock can help you. '

Listening to the sound coming from the bottom of his heart, Yang Jian also felt the little ancient clock that was added to the Lingtai.

Although such a borrowed avenue cannot exert its full strength, the particularity of the Kalachakra avenue can push Yang Jian's strength to another level.

It has to be said that the universe in the body has now become a major reliance for Yang Jian.

Yunxiao thought for a while, and like Tianyan Daozi, he revealed his avenue between the heaven and the earth, blending into the heaven and the earth, for Yang Jian to use.

Yang Jian clenched his fists slightly, his eyes gradually ignited with fighting intent.

"Depend on you."

Qing Qing whispered, her figure turned into a jade pendant, which was hung on Yang Jian's waist in preparation for the follow-up battle.

The three-pointed and two-edged gun was in his hand, and there was a faint light on the battle armor.

With a slight shake of the spear, Yang Jian deliberately let out a breath, and looked at the place where the three strongest men were.

They are at the very edge of this endless mountain, the strong coercion is like a strong pass, blocking Yang Jian's way forward.

On the top of the peak, three standing or sitting figures opened their eyes at the same time and looked down the mountain.

The little monk in white showed a warm smile and said, "He really came."

Next to the little monk was a burly man, leaning on a two-foot-tall mad knife, his eyes were full of indifference, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Is he the one who hurt you over there?"

"Yang Jian," the young monk in white nodded slightly.

On the other side of the big man was a young man with a jade-like face. He looked at Yang Jian at the foot of the mountain with great interest.

"Your Highness asked us to kill him, and we will do it together later," the young man's voice was very gentle, "Fifth and Eighth Brothers, don't underestimate this man. Apart from us, he is the only monk in the living world who has stepped into the Supreme Realm. It is no small matter to step into such a realm by himself."

"Three against one? I can't afford to lose face."

The burly man sneered, stood up straight, raised his left hand high, the sword behind his back shrank to six feet long, and was dragged behind him.

"I will kill this person myself."

The young man who just said that he wanted to fight together was not angry, but just made a gesture of invitation with a smile.

The little monk in white was a little hesitant to speak, but the fifth most powerful man had already dragged his sword and started down the mountain, locking with Yang Jian's aura at the foot of the mountain.

"Fifth brother is the real strongest of the Six Paths, so Yang Jian must be invincible."

As if to give himself more comfort, the little monk in white said this.

But the figure that looked like a madman emerged from the bottom of my heart, those eyes, those eyes that wanted to die with him...

Yang Jian, who was walking up the mountain, saw that one of the three came down to greet him, and his eyes flashed a little self-mockery.

The opponent obviously still didn't regard him as a strong enemy.

It's still so big.

The big man suddenly let out a low growl, and every time he took a step, a halo would appear around his body.

Six steps in a row, six halos lingered around him, and the mountain under his feet turned into powder silently!

Six avenues?

Yang Jian didn't reveal the avenue. When walking forward, he raised his left hand slightly and pressed down gently.

No wind!

Just for a moment, the surrounding world disappeared, but the universe was shattered, the land of a hundred thousand miles turned into a place of absolute wind, and the Tao was completely broken.

In this way, even if there are Xeons who want to come to support, it will take tens of thousands of miles to fly, which is enough for Yang Jian to retreat.

The strong man said coldly: "To deal with you, I alone will be enough."

Yang Jian smiled indifferently, the distance between the two of them was only a few miles.

He raised his spear slightly, pointed at the strong man's chest, and said calmly, "Yang Jian."

"Fifth, eternal hatred."

As soon as the strong man finished speaking, the eyes of the two met, and several roads collided head-on!

In the next moment, the two figures suddenly disappeared in the void, and the void in the Absolute Wind Belt seemed to tremble a few times, with waves of light and rain rushing indiscriminately.

The original mountain was trampled to pieces by the Fifth Supreme Everlasting Hate, but the top of the mountain turned into a small isolated island, floating in the void of the Absolute Wind Belt, and the two people on it frowned at the same time.

The little monk in white frowned, because Yang Jian's fight with Changhen was really too fast at this time. He put himself in the situation and replaced Changhen with himself, but found that he might not be able to stop Yang Jian's offensive at this time.

How long has it been?

This Yang Jian's cultivation has completely overturned the common sense he knows.

And the reason why the blue-robed youth frowned was because he saw something...

"This rhyme seems to be somewhat familiar."

He murmured, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes, but just as he was about to remember something, the void suddenly split, and powerful impacts appeared strangely outside the Absolute Wind Belt!

The mountains and rivers collapsed, and the heaven and the earth disappeared.

The void in a radius of one hundred thousand miles spreads for millions of miles!

At the same time, the figures of Yang Jian and Changhen were finally visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Changhen's body was covered with scars. Although there were no fatal injuries, he looked extremely embarrassed. On the other side, Yang Jian had nine small golden shields hovering around his body.

The figures of the two were almost overlapping, the long sword was erected like a shield, and the tip of the long spear was on the blade.

At the point where the tip of the spear touches the face of the blade, it seems that countless stars are collapsing...

"ah!"

The fifth most powerful person has long hated the ferocious roar of his face, the six circles of light flashing alternately around his body, and the six domineering dao rhymes are condensed like himself.

Yang Jian just snorted coldly, and with the help of the force gushing out from the big knife, the figure retreated leisurely.

Changhen raised his knife backhand and slashed, the void was almost filled with the reflection of the big knife, but a phantom of a big bell suddenly appeared behind Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye!

I am extremely fast!

Nine Heavens Fuyao Jue!

The chaotic clock and time wheel avenue blesses itself, so that the flow of time can be accelerated!

Changhen's pupils shrank, and the knife was already cutting through the air. At this moment, Yang Jian's speed was so fast that it had exceeded the limit of what he could catch with the six avenues!

above!

The Fifth Xeon's Eternal Hate suddenly raised his head, but before he could react, he was shot in the forehead!

At this time, Yang Jian and the spear in his hand merged into one, as if a golden giant sword slashed down vertically!

However, the strongest of the Six Paths is the strongest of the Six Paths after all, he roared, and a huge force surged from his forehead, forcibly blocking Yang Jian's blow!

Even so, purple-gold blood still flowed from Chang Hen's forehead and flowed across his cheeks, making him a little more terrifying.

Yang Jian's figure reappeared in its original position, and he sighed in his heart, but his aura became more and more obscure.

Sure enough, the limit of the strongest of the two paths is only to hurt the other party.

Although he didn't want to reveal his hole card too early, but with a strong enemy in front of him, Yang Jian didn't hesitate at all.

If you can't kill the opponent with your own strength, then what about double?

stack force!

Qiankun stabbed!

The chaotic clock trembled slightly, and Yang Jian and the spear in his hand reunited, and what was reflected in the bottom of his long-cherished heart was just the afterimage of a big sword!

The prestige of the six avenues has been pushed to the extreme!

Roaring with everlasting hatred, the long knife in his hand slashed twenty-eight times in a row, but what was shattered by the shadow of the knife was only the afterimage of the golden giant sword.

Lift up, chop vertically!

Changhen's left arm was raised, and his avenue was surging, but he didn't expect that the afterimages of two great swords were overlapping rapidly!

Two overlapping power cuts!

"die!"

Yang Jian's cold shout carried a strong and cold killing intent!

Bloody light, tingling sensation, the eyes of eternal hatred were blank for a moment, and the bottom of my heart was completely occupied by the shadow of the sword that fell.

broken arm...

Two of my avenues couldn't stand the impact and were directly broken...

If it weren't for a hand behind him to pull himself out from under the sword shadow and spear in time, his true spirit and soul would probably be cut off by this spear.

How is it possible, this...

With a bang, Chang Hen sat paralyzed on the ground. Having lost a part of his arm, he let Zijin's blood flow and the big knife fell on his side, but he didn't know how to react.

The tactics he is proud of have swept away the tactics of countless strong men, and they are so worthless in front of this person...

"You are defeated, let's heal your wounds first."

The blue-robed youth who was already standing in front of Chang Hen said something in a gentle voice, and put gloves on his jade-like palms slowly, but his eyes were locked on Yang Jian.

But at this time, Yang Jian was staring at this person with a serious face.

To be able to save someone with his sure-killing blow, and to save them so calmly, this person is by no means the most powerful person in the bottom four.

Suddenly, a layer of vague memory appeared in Yang Jian's heart.

The memory is just a fragment, a man wearing a blue battle armor was split in two in front of 'myself', but there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's him!

Once died in the hands of Dubi, but was reincarnated in later generations, the former general of the Eternal Kingdom of God, the most powerful of the Nine Paths!

In the tomb of Taiji Hundred Mountains, those endless creatures are tragically turned into a pagoda!

"Xian, Kong!"

A wave of anger surged out, extremely surging, and could not be suppressed!

"Sure enough, Meng Luo told you many things, Yang Jian."

The man in the blue robe smiled slightly, and a plant of ice blue fairy grass emerged from behind. The grass had eight leaves, and there were eight treasures hidden on it.

Eight Ways Xeon!

Third, Xiankong!