Traveling through the heavens starting from the prequel of Lotus Lantern

"ah!"

Sedum suddenly shouted.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

A chubby young man said confusedly.

"It's okay, Maomao, I just had a nightmare."

"Why don't you go to bed then? There's still a lot of work to do tomorrow!"

A skinny young man beside him was out of breath.

Jingtian immediately frowned and lay down, tossing and turning on the bed, not falling asleep until dawn.

Early in the morning.

Jingtian stared at a large stone weighing at least several hundred kilograms in the courtyard. He kept looking at it and clasping his hands again and again, as if he was ready to move.

"Boss, are you trying to move this rock?"

Xu Maoshan looked at Jingtian's movements, his expression tightened, and he hurried over.

"Sedum, with your small body, you still want to lift this stone. Just dream."

He Biping complained to Jingtian.

However, Jingtian seemed to be possessed by a demon, as if he knew he could definitely lift the stone.

Without any hesitation, he stretched out his hands and lifted the boulder above his head.

"Boss"

Xu Maoshan stared at the exaggerated scene in front of him in stunned silence, thinking that he had hallucinated because he hadn't eaten.

He immediately rubbed his eyes and realized that it was true, and couldn't help but scream.

With a "bang", after Jingtian put down the big stone, Xu Maoshan and He Biping rushed to his side, pinching his arms and legs to confirm whether this was really the Jingtian they remembered.

"Didn't I tell you before? Over the past year or so, I don't know why, but I have become stronger and stronger and more energetic."

"Even if I don't sleep or eat for days and nights, I still have lots of energy."

Jingtian explained to the two of them with sighs that after meeting Yang Jiao, he had the answer to all this.

This is why he quickly let down his guard.

Little did he know that this was just a drop in the bucket, as all the cultivation skills in his body were sealed by Yang Jiao.

Time flies.

Not long after, Yang Jiao, who was immersed in cultivation in Niwan Palace, suddenly sensed the life and death crisis of Jingtian.

He and Jingtian were one and the same. If Jingtian died, he would also be severely injured. There was no time to hesitate and move his mind.

In an instant, Sedum appeared in Niwan Palace. After seeing Yang Jiao in a panic, he immediately shouted:

"Thank you for being me. When I was bitten by a poisonous person, you didn't show up. When I risked my life to pull out my teeth, you didn't show up."

Before Jingtian finished speaking, Yang Jiao disappeared.

"Demon respect building."

Yang Jiao looked with deep eyes at the tall, slender man in front of him, with horns on his head and red hair.

Then he stretched out his hand and picked up a long sword not far away whose blade was covered with strange magic patterns.

"You are Feipeng!"

Chonglou looked at the attitude of a little gangster before, and his demeanor suddenly changed, and he gradually overlapped with the evenly matched opponent in his mind.

"Long time no see, Chonglou."

The corner of Yang Jiao's mouth was slightly raised, and he used his whole body's energy to condense it into a gossamer, and quickly slashed towards the Chonglou.

"This is a silk made from sword practice. It is straight and straight as expected. It can pass through the eye of a needle. I hope you can appreciate it."

In an instant, Chonglou had no time to speak and instinctively used the weapons of both arms, the Flame Wave Blood Blade, to resist.

Unexpectedly, this extremely condensed hairspring turned suddenly with great force and sent him flying into the sky thousands of feet high.

Yang Jiao stood calmly holding his sword, knowing that this sword would not have much impact on the demon world's supreme leader Zhenglou, and would only make him more motivated to fight.

However, he didn't care about it, and his face was also filled with excitement.

Since Yang Jiao obtained Feipeng's memory, he has not practiced his own skills, but has practiced the swordsmanship that is very consistent in this world.

He took the initiative to become a swordsman who only cares about his sword.

Practicing swordsmanship and becoming silk is one of the iconic achievements of swordsmanship.

The first step is to practice sword energy as thick as a finger, and then it reaches the thickness of chopsticks. It is already a small success and can be regarded as a master in sword practice.

If you can further refine it to the thickness of a sesame seed, you will be considered a great success. Among many sword cultivators, you will be the first-class among the first-class, and be at the top.

But if you can refine a hairspring, you can be called an immortal in the way of swordsmanship and be worshiped by countless swordsmen.

However, even if he has the strength to dominate the human world, it is just an appetizer for the supreme leader of the demon world.

Even if he can't exert his full strength in the human world, he can handle it with ease.

In a few breaths, a bright red light with powerful demonic power fell from the sky and hit Yang Jiao's head directly.

In response to this, his figure trembled, the magic sword in his hand chanted softly, and he used the method of splitting light, separation and combination to strike three hundred swords in one breath.

I saw three hundred ferocious solid swords violently colliding with the magic light in the sky at high speed and disorderly without interfering with each other.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jiao felt something in his heart. He bent his knees and stepped on a large pit to create a big hole. With an unstoppable explosive sword force, he rushed into the two-color light group created by the collision between the two sides in the sky.

In a daze, the air mass was filled with sword light and air blades. Just the aftermath between them caused the walls of Yuzhou City below to collapse and shatter, and screams and screams were heard from the walls.

At this moment, a handsome and upright man in white came with a sword and ran quickly around the city wall.

The battle in the sky became more intense and dangerous, and as time went by, Yang Jiao was clearly at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, due to the changes in the city wall in Yuzhou City, there were also the aftermath of their outbreak.

Let all the people in the city burst into emotions such as anxiety, tension, anger, frustration, sadness, pain, etc.

Constantly replenishing Yang Jiao's consumption, he cut out several hairsprings to support the surroundings without fear of loss, waiting for opportunities to move.

Then he swung three swords with all his strength, and suddenly nine hundred magic swords appeared all over the sky. They held each other with their thoughts, just like they transformed into nine hundred Yang Jiaos and fought to the death with Chonglou.

I don’t know how long they had been here, but both of them in the sky were scarred and panting as they looked at each other.

"Hahaha." Suddenly, Chonglou let out a hearty laugh.

"Fei Peng, you really did not disappoint me."

"However, I am disappointed with myself. I am many times weaker than before. After all, I still don't have enough fun."

Yang Jiao couldn't help but feel a little sad as he spoke. It was precisely because he had it before that he knew how precious it was to lose it.

"I didn't expect that Feipeng, who once only wanted to guard Nantianmen, would now have such a fierce and aggressive heart. I am not alone."

Chonglou looked stern and said loudly:

"In this case, when you return to the top, it will be the day when you and I will fight again."

"good."

Yang Jiao raised his eyes and responded, not knowing that he himself loved wandering in the battle between life and death.

Or because I became a sword cultivator, I had the determination to never look back and risk everything, so I agreed without any hesitation.

After hearing this, Chonglou flapped his wings happily and flew away, turning into a monster like a roc and disappearing into the sky.

Afterwards, Yang Jiao looked down at the chaotic Yuzhou City below without any expression.

When he saw Xu Changqing going around rescuing people, he immediately understood that he was sent by Qingwei, the leader of Shushan, to rescue Jingtian.

However, he was not too worried about Qingwei discovering that Jingtian suddenly possessed such tyrannical force.

After all, Sedum is the reincarnation of Feipeng, and it's not like he doesn't know that it's natural to manifest Feipeng's power when in danger.

Don't ask, it's because you, a half-immortal, don't understand the power of Fei Peng, the number one general in the God Realm.