The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The Four Sages of Kowloon Island, who played a role in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, came forward to help King Zhou crusade against Xiqi.

Although these four brothers are the registered disciples of the sages, they all have powerful mana and powerful mounts. As soon as the Battle of Conferred Gods debuted, they defeated Jiang Ziya and Nezha.

But these four sages seemed to be out of their wits. After suppressing Jiang Ziya's army, they actually wanted to settle the matter together. Taking into account the friendship of Taoism, they gave Jiang Ziya a chance to breathe, and went to Kunlun Mountain to ask for a magic whip... It really is not wronged to die.

Yang Jian didn't have a deep impression of the four sages of Jiulong Island, and it was easy to confuse them with the four generals of the Mo family, but the latter was much more capable than the former, and the treasures were much more ruthless.

Today, Wang Mo rushed into the catastrophe cloud in Nanfang Buzhou to chase and kill Yang Jian desperately; if he was entangled by the catastrophe cloud, he would inevitably struggle hard in the next catastrophe.

Wang Mo is a well-known monk in the sect, so he shouldn't be ignorant of this, so it can be seen that he really hates Yang Jian at this time.

When Yang Jian saw Wang Mo rushing towards him for the first time, he was shocked at first, but then there was a little fighting intent in his eyes...

Yang Jian originally wanted to take advantage of this time that someone would use the Jiejiao to deal with him, kill a few members of the Jiejiao, and disrupt the Conferred God pattern; but he did not expect that the 'big fish', Wang Mo, would be drawn out.

Although this person has the same realm of Taoism as Mo Han, he is also a Daluo Jinxian with perfect Taoism. He has listened to the way of saints and has practiced Taoism for many years with many great talents.

But Yang Jian got the sharp spear for the first time, his combat power soared, and his power soared. At this time, he may not be really afraid of this demon king.

Listening to Yang Jian shouting bluntly: "What is the meaning of Uncle Wang Moshi!"

After saying that, he jumped up from the clam, holding the pointed spear in his left hand, blocking the way of Wang Mo rushing forward!

"What did you do yourself! Do you still dare to deny it!" Wang Mo's eyes were bloodshot, his messy long hair was scattered, and his figure didn't stop at all, and he rushed directly to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian responded with all his attention, and then sent a voice to the clam, telling them to go to the depths of Nanbuzhou, and he would come to meet them later.

But how could Lingzhu leave Yang Jian and run away? He immediately jumped out of the clam, staring at Wang Mo in the distance without saying a word, more than a dozen precious lights appeared around him...

The three of them did not leave, they all stayed where they were, and Xiao Chan'er glared at Wang Mo even more.

Wang Mo's figure came very quickly, he was in front of Yang Jian almost in the blink of an eye, and slapped Yang Jian's shoulder like a thunder, like a bird of prey, trying to smash Yang Jian's shoulder bones and capture him.

Yang Jian mobilized all the profound energy in his body, condensed the mysterious handle to protect his right palm and right arm, and with a blatant palm, he faced Wang Mo head-on.

Than the flesh? Daluo Jinxian Yang Jian is also not afraid!

Then there was a bang, and Wang Mo's figure abruptly stopped in the air.

Yang Jian flew backwards, but his posture was calm, barely stopping a hundred feet away, and his left arm remained the same.

"Good boy!" Wang Mo gritted his teeth, "I really have a few brushes, but you killed my apprentice! I need you to give me an explanation!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly: "Crazy talk, is this the uncle of Jiejiao?"

"Take your life!" Wang Mo suddenly roared, his body arched, and he threw a stream of light, hitting Yang Jian in front of him.

Yang Jian held the pointed spear with both hands, swept the world with the gun, walked away with the gun, and rushed towards the streamer!

There was an explosion, and there was a thunderbolt thousands of feet long in the sky!

Yang Jian pointed his spear in the stream of light, deflected the stream of light directly, turned his body half a circle, dispelled the powerful force he was receiving, and took advantage of the situation to pull a gun flower, and the shadows of the guns bloomed in the sky!

After Wang Mo threw the streamer, he waited and watched how Yang Jian would respond, but he didn't expect that Yang Jian could smash the Kai Dzi into the air so easily, and he was a little more afraid of the sharp spear in Yang Jian's hand.

Just as Wang Mo wanted to pounce on him and continue fighting, Yang Jian's spear shadow hit him like a violent storm.

Wang Mo has practiced for many years and has profound mana, but he is still a monk of Yuan Shen Dao, and the strength of the immortal body cannot be compared with Yang Jian.

Seeing the spear shadows all over the sky, and feeling the fierceness and dominance of each spear shadow, Wang Mo didn't dare to be careless, and immediately cast the Kowloon secret technique, erecting a huge blue shield in front of him!

Jingle!

The gun shadow bombarded the shield, and even though it smashed the shield that was condensed with the vitality of heaven and earth, it was barely resisted.

Wang Mo was furious!

He came here to seek revenge, and he was beating a Taoist disciple of the younger generation, but he was blocked one after another by the opponent, and even let himself gain the upper hand...

In this battle, it's not enough to lose his reputation, so why don't he lose face of their interception?

"ah!"

Wang Mo roared, and there was a shocking wave around him, and he punched Yang Jian in the air!

Transform three shadows with one punch, followed by endless shadows!

I don't know what kind of supernatural power it is, condensing the power of heaven and earth, turning into a shadow of fists all over the sky, and blasting towards Yang Jian!

Yang Jian was not in a panic, and responded with a calm heart. He unleashed the sharp spear and protected himself tightly.

The shadows of the fists attacked, but they were all stopped by the non-pointed guns, and the sound of "bang" and "bang" was heard endlessly. Yang Jian was beaten back one after another, but none of the shadows of the fists in the sky could land on him.

"Excellent martial arts!" Wang Mo couldn't help but praise, and then gritted his teeth and shouted: "You are proud of your martial arts! Kill my apprentice in vain! I will never spare you!"

After saying that, Wang Mo took a deep breath, and clones appeared beside him, all of them waved their fists and feet at Yang Jian, and the power of heaven and earth condensed their fists, palms, feet, and fingers, and bombarded Yang Jian indiscriminately.

In a radius of a hundred miles, the world changes color!

Yang Jian snorted coldly, but still didn't respond, the pointed spear shone brightly, and his figure soared into the sky, swaying the shadow of the spear wantonly in the sky!

He defends against the enemy with a pointless spear. Although there are many dangers, it is an excellent opportunity to run into the pointless spear and himself.

Just attacking and defending like this, the two fought inextricably, Yang Jian was always at a disadvantage, only defending but not attacking.

Wang Mo's ability is actually above his fists and feet, and the treasure is the Kai Dzi Bead that was blown away by Yang Jian.

Originally, Kai Tianzhu was no small feat, claiming to be indestructible and invincible; but today, when it encountered the same source as the non-pointed spear, it did not achieve anything.

However, Wang Mo's supernatural powers are good at close combat with people, but he met Yang Jian's evil star who specializes in cultivating the body. Although he kept pressing Yang Jian, he couldn't hurt Yang Jian at all...

Thinking of the difference in seniority between the two of them and the long and short days of their practice, the more they fight, the more aggrieved they become.

But why not avenge the blood of the offspring?

Today, he entered Jieyun without hesitation, and he continued to ruthlessly attack Yang Jian. After explaining the teachings, he will definitely not give up. If Yang Jian cannot be taken down today, not only will there be no hope of revenge in the future, but he will even be ridiculed by the monks of the Three Realms!

"Don't blame me for being cruel!"

With a roar, Wang Mo withdrew his avatar, and a blurry figure appeared behind him, holding two big knives, the blades of which were blood-colored.

"disease!"

Wang Mo pointed at Yang Jian, and the blurry figure behind him flew out suddenly, like a magic weapon being shot out, leaving a trail in the air, and jumped in front of Yang Jian in a blink of an eye.

Yang Jian suddenly sensed the warning sign of Xuan Gong, so he didn't dare to be careless, and immediately turned and fled.

But the blurry figure with two knives in hand chased after Yang Jian, and within three or two steps, he caught up with Yang Jian, raised his big knife and slashed at Yang Jian.

Suddenly, Yang Jian swung his waist and raised his upper body. The pointed spear drew a circular arc and directly swept across the blurred figure's chest.

Unexpectedly, there is no force!

Oops! This is the supernatural power of Gongyuanshen!

Seeing the two big knives slashing at Yang Jian, Yang Jian was still on his back...

The color of the Lingzhu suddenly changed, Yang Xiaochan whispered nervously, but Ao Xinke had already raised her plain hand, the palm of which was glowing with the magic weapon.

But Yang Jian responded so quickly that he didn't give Ao Xinke a chance to make a move.

The spear missed, and he had already used seventy-two transformations, transformed into a cloud-piercing swallow, barely avoiding the slashing of those two big knives.

Ao Xinke breathed a sigh of relief, the light of the magic weapon in her hand has not faded, and she is still watching carefully.

Yang Jian's Transcendent Cloud Swallow was extremely fast, and when the blurry figure with two sabers retracted his sabers and chased forward, he was already a hundred feet away.

This hundred feet, to that extremely fast fuzzy figure, is only a blink of an eye...

But Yang Jian returned to human form again, with the pointless spear in his left hand, and his right hand condensed into a sword finger, pointing to his forehead.

What is he going to do?

At this moment, not only the people who were watching the battle, but also Wang Mo had such curious thoughts.

I saw that Yang Jian drew a vertical line on his forehead with his sword finger, and his eyes were fixed on the blurry figure that was about to rush in front of him.

This fuzzy figure was transformed by Wang Mo's primordial spirit, and it is also Wang Mo's trump card. It is dedicated to destroying the primordial spirit, and it is always harmful. The magical power is called "killing the shadow of the gods"!

But today, Killing God Shadow is destined to meet his nemesis!

The killing god raised his two knives to slash at Yang Jian, but a ray of brilliance suddenly bloomed on Yang Jian's forehead...

Wang Mo was startled, and looked at the brilliance in the blink of an eye, his eyes were stabbed suddenly, but a scene that frightened him appeared in his heart!

Yang Jian's forehead split open, and a vertical eye appeared in the opening. There seemed to be six overlapping pupils in the vertical eye!

With a slight turn of the six pupils, that bright brilliance bloomed like this! Guanghua turned into a shadowless and invisible arrow, piercing through the forehead of Killing God!

In an instant, Wang Mo felt his heart tremble, and was suddenly severed from the connection with Killing God. His soul suffered backlash, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he let out a miserable howl.

"what is this!"

Wang Mo roared, and immediately rushed forward; Yang Jian seemed to have seen his plan, and wanted to stimulate the vertical eyes on his forehead to bloom again, but his body felt empty.

Yang Jian remained calm, raised his gun and stabbed.

Wang Mo didn't care about the spear, and directly used his arm to resist the pointed spear, passing in front of Yang Jian, and sucked the killing figure with his forehead pierced into his mouth.

When the blood suddenly appeared, Wang Mo's arm was pierced through by the non-pointed spear. Wang Mo let out a muffled grunt, and retreated violently, spilling streams of blood along the road.

"Yang Jian! Just wait for me!"

After leaving this ruthless sentence, the figure of Wang Mo fled towards the northwest, but he fled in a hurry.

"Hmph!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, standing in the air, watching Wang Mo flee, without distinguishing a word from the beginning to the end.

The vertical eye on the forehead has disappeared without a trace, the skin is smooth and firm, where is there any crack?