Chapter 136: First Fighting King Demon

The four sages of Kowloon Island, the educators who played the role in the battle of the gods, appeared in the front to help King Zhou in the crusade against Xiqi.
Although these four brothers were named disciples under the sage's sect, all of them had high powers and mounted horses to pull the wind. As soon as the Conferred God battle appeared, they defeated Jiang Ziya and Nezha.
But these four sages seem to have little brains. After suppressing Jiang Ziya's army, they wanted to talk together. Gu Quandao's friendship gave Jiang Ziya a respite, and went to Kunlun Mountain to ask for a whip... Death is not injustice.
Yang Jian didn't have a deep impression of the Four Sages of Kowloon Island, and it was easy to confuse them with the Four Demon Generals, but the latter was much more capable than the former, and the treasures were much more ruthless.
Today, Wang Mo desperately rushed into the tribulation cloud of Nanfang Buzhou to hunt down Yang Jian; if he was entangled by the tribulation cloud, he would inevitably struggle in the next great disaster.
Wang Mo is a well-known monk among the evangelists, and he shouldn't understand this, which shows that he really hates Yang Jian at this time.
Yang Jian was startled when he saw Wang Mo rushing at first, but then there was a little war intent in his eyes...
Yang Jian originally wanted to take advantage of this time someone used the interception teaching to deal with him, killing a few interception teaching middlemen, and disturbing the pattern of the gods; but he did not expect that the ‘big fish’ of Wang Mo would be brought out.
Although this person is at the same level of cultivation as Mo Han, he is also the Daluo Jinxian who has perfected his Taoism. He has heard of the way of a saint, and he has been able to practice the Taoism for many years. It is by no means comparable to that of Mo Han.
But Yang Jian had no sharp spear in the first place, and his combat power soared and his power soared. At this time, he was not really afraid of this king demon.
Listening to Yang Jian yelling unceremoniously: "What is the meaning of Master Wang Demon!"
After saying this, he jumped up in the fairy clam, holding the tipless spear in his left hand, blocking the way of Wang Mo rushing!
"What did you do yourself! Do you dare to deny it!" There were bloodshots in Wang Mo's eyes, and the messy long hair was scattered randomly, and the figure did not stop, directly rushing towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian responded wholeheartedly, and then spoke up to the fairy clam, asking them to head towards the depths of Nanfangbuzhou. He came to meet later.
But how could Lingzhu abandon Yang Jian and run away by himself? He immediately jumped out of the fairy clam, staring at the king demon in the distance without saying a word, and more than a dozen precious lights appeared around his body...
The three of them did not leave either, all stayed in place, and Xiao Chan'er glared at Wang Mo.
Wang Mo came in extremely fast, and he almost blinked to Yang Jian, slapped Yang Jian's shoulder, like a thunder, like a bird of prey, to break Yang Jian's shoulder bones and grab it.
Yang Jian transferred the profound energy of his whole body, condensed the Xuan Gang to protect the right palm and right arm, and with a blatant palm, he carried Wang Mo in front of him.
Than the flesh? Da Luo Jinxian Yang Jian is not ashamed!
After hearing a loud explosion, Wang Mo's figure abruptly stopped in the air.
Yang Jian flew backwards, but his posture was calm, and he could stop hundreds of feet away, his left arm was nothing unusual.
"Good boy!" Wang Mo gritted his teeth, "There are really a few brushes, but you killed my disciple! You must give me an explanation!"
Yang Jian snorted coldly, "Crazy talk, is this the uncle who teaches you?"
"Take your life!" Wang Motu roared, arching his body, and slamming a streamer towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian held the tipless gun in both hands, the gun swept the world, walked with the gun, and rushed away to the streamer!
Just listen to the explosion, there is a thunderbolt in the sky!
Yang Jian's pointless spear was placed in the streamer, and the streamer was directly deflected, and his figure turned half a circle to resolve the powerful force he received. Taking advantage of the situation, he pulled a spear, and the spear shadow bloomed in the sky!
After Wang Mo threw the streamer, he first watched Yang Jian's response, but he didn't expect that Yang Jian could smash the open dzi so easily, and he was a little more afraid of the pointless spear in Yang Jian's hand.
Wang Mogang wanted to pounce on and continue to fight, and the gun shadow sprinkled by Yang Jian came like a storm.
Wang Mo has practiced for many years, with high mana, but he is still a Yuanshen Taoist monk, and his immortal body cannot be compared with Yang Jian.
At this time, seeing the spear shadows all over the sky, and feeling the fierce dominance of each spear shadow, Wang Mo did not dare to be careless, and immediately used the Nine Dragons Secret Technique, erecting a huge blue shield in front of him!
Jingle bells!
The shadow of the gun blasted on the shield, and even though the shield that had condensed the vitality of heaven and earth smashed into pieces, it was also withstandable.
Wang Mo is furious!
He was here to seek revenge, and he was fighting against a younger generation of Dao Sect disciples, but the opponent blocked his offensive one after another, and let himself take the lead...
In this battle, it's not enough to lose all of your fame, do you want to lose their face?
"what!"
Wang Mo roared, a shock wave surged around his body, and suddenly punched Yang Jian Xukong!
Three shadows with one punch, and then endless shadows!
I don’t know what magical power this is, condensing the power of heaven and earth, turning into a shadow of the sky, and blasting towards Yang Jian!
Yang Jian didn't panic, and responded with a deep heart, unfolding the tipless spear, shielding himself from the wind.
The boxing shadows attacked, and they were all stopped by the sharpless spears, and they heard the sound of ‘bang’ and ‘bang’. Yang Jian’s figure was beaten back one after another, but none of the boxing shadows could fall on him.
"Good martial arts!" Wang Mo couldn't help but praised, and then gritted his teeth and shouted: "You are arrogant with martial arts! Kill my disciple! Ding can't forgive you!"
After saying that, Wang Mo took a deep breath, and there appeared a number of clones beside him, all swaying their fists and feet at Yang Jian, the power of the world condensed fists, palms, feet, and fingers, and bombarded Yang Jian wildly.
A hundred miles around, the world changes color!
Yang Jian gave a cold snort, still did not answer, the sharp spear burst into light, and the figure rose into the sky, swaying the shadow of the spear wantonly in the sky!
He defended the enemy with a pointed spear. Although it was dangerous, it was an excellent time to blend the spear with himself.
Just like this, they attacked and defended, and the two were inextricably beaten. Yang Jian always fell in the wind, only defending but not attacking.
Wang Mo's ability is actually above his fists, the treasure is the open dzi bead that was beaten by Yang Jian.
Originally, opening the Dzi Bead was not a trivial matter, claiming to be invincible and unbreakable; but today I encountered a pointless spear with the same origin, but it was nothing.
But Wang Mo's magical powers are good at close combat with people, but he encountered Yang Jian's evil star who specializes in physical training. Although he has been pressing and beating Yang Jian, he can't hurt Yang Jian...
The thought of the generation gap between the two and the long and short days of cultivation made them more and more frustrated.
But how can the blood of the children not be reported?
Today, I don’t care about entering the robbery cloud, and I am ruthless against Yang Jianlian. After explaining and teaching, I will not give up. If I can’t win Yang Jian today, he will not only have no hope of revenge, but also be laughed at by the monks of the Three Realms!
"Don't blame me for being cruel!"
With a roar, Wang Mo retracted the Mantian clone, a vague figure appeared behind him, holding two large knives, and the blades were full of blood.
"disease!"
Wang Mo pointed at Yang Jian, and the fuzzy figure behind him flew out suddenly, like a magic weapon that had been hit, leaving a trail in the air, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Yang Jian.
Suddenly, Yang Jian felt the warning signs of profound art, so he didn't dare to be careless, and immediately turned and fled.
The fuzzy figure holding the double knives was chasing after him, chasing behind Yang Jian in three or two steps, raising the big knife and slashing at Yang Jian.
Suddenly, Yang Jian swung his waist and raised his upper body, and the tipless spear drew an arc and directly swept across the vague figure's chest.
Unbelievable!
bad! This is the magical power of Gong Yuan Shen!
Seeing that the two big knives were slashed at Yang Jian, Yang Jian was still leaning back...
Ling Zhuzi changed color suddenly, Yang Xiaochan let out a nervous cry, but Ao Xinke had already raised her bare hand, the palm of her hand was shining brightly.
But how quickly Yang Jian reacted, he didn't give Ao Xinke a chance at all.
The gun could not be swept, and it had already performed seventy-two changes, turning it into a cloud-piercing swallow, which was able to withstand the slashing of the two big swords.
Ao Xinke breathed a sigh of relief, the magic weapon light in her hand did not fade, she was still watching carefully.
The cloud-piercing swallow that Yang Jian transformed into was extremely fast, and when the fuzzy figure holding the double-swords closed and chased forward, it was already a hundred meters away.
This hundred meters, for the blurry figure that is extremely fast, is just a moment...
But Yang Jian regained his human form, handing the tipless spear to his left hand, his right hand condensed into a sword finger, and it was pointed on his forehead.
What is he going to do?
At this moment, not only the people watching the battle, but also the curious thoughts of Wang Mo.
I saw that Yang Jian Jianzhi drew a vertical line in front of his forehead, his eyes fixed on the fuzzy figure that was about to rush in front of him.
This vague figure was transformed by the king's demon's soul, and it is the king's assassin, specializing in breaking the soul, and it is not profitable.
But today, the killer is destined to meet the nemesis!
The Killing God raised his double swords to slash at Yang Jian, but Yang Jian suddenly burst into light on his forehead...
Wang Mo was shocked and looked at the brilliance between the sparks and flints, his eyes suddenly stabbed, but a scene that frightened his mind appeared in his heart!
Yang Jian split his forehead, and a vertical eye appeared in his mouth. There seemed to be six overlapping pupils in the vertical eye!
Six pupils lightly turned, that brilliant brilliance bloomed like this! Guanghua turned into a shadowless and invisible arrow, piercing the forehead of Killing Shenying!
Suddenly, Wang Mo felt that his heart was trembling, and he was suddenly cut off from the Shadow of Killing. The soul was backlashed, his hair on his body stood up, and he let out a miserable howl.
"what is this!"
Wang Mo roared ~EbookFREE.me~ and immediately rushed forward; Yang Jian seemed to have seen his plan, and wanted to urge his forehead to raise his eyes again, but his body was filled with emptiness.
Yang Jian remained silent and stabbed with a spear.
Wang Mo actually ignored this gun, and directly used his arm to resist the tipless spear, passing in front of Yang Jian, sucking the pierced forehead into his mouth.
Blood suddenly appeared, Wang Mo's arm was pierced by a sharpless spear, Wang Mo snorted, his figure retreated violently, and a stream of blood was spilled along the road.
"Yang Jian! You wait for me!"
Abandoning this ruthless word, Wang Mo's figure fled towards the northwest, but hurried away.
"Humph!" Yang Jian made a cold snort, seemingly indistinguishable, standing in the air, watching Wang Mo escape, without a word from beginning to end.
The vertical eye on the forehead has disappeared without a trace, the skin is smooth and firm, where is the slightest crack?