Chapter 143: Sushui Taixuan Dao!

It turns out that this is the future God of Wealth.
Zhao Gongming, a direct disciple of the Heavenly Sage, has a prestige comparable to that of Daobao Daoist, his great brother. He has a wide range of friends, and his skills are somewhat different from his identity, but he has three tyrannical sisters.
Three girls, three girls!
Zhao Gongming was killed by Lu Ya when he was ennobling the gods, causing Empress Sanxiao to seek revenge, and set off the peak showdown of the enfeoffment battle...
These are things to follow, so I won't mention them for now.
Yang Jian took a few glances at the plain-looking, but Zhao Gongming, who was smiling and kind, sighed bitterly in his heart.
It's nothing, it's been a life-threatening fight, but it can't kill the king demon, and the final result can only be a little bit of their face...
How is Yang Jian willing to give Zhao Gongming a face at this time?
He arched his hands, his face was somewhat cold, and hummed first before saying: "I have seen Uncle Zhao Gongming."
"Why do you have to be courteous, Master Nephew Yang Jian," Zhao Gongming smiled, and was a little slanderous, but the voice was as gentle as a jewel, "Junior Brother Yuding actually taught such an excellent apprentice, it is really a blessing to my Taoist school."
Madam Taiyi showed no mercy, and the orchid flakes in his hand fell off, "Senior Brother Zhao Gongming made this statement, I'm afraid it is a little joke. If you really think that my nephew is the mainstay of Taoism in the future, why let A doorman of yours and mine came to chase after him?"
"Wang Mo? What the is going on!" Zhao Gongming looked at Wang Mo, with some irritation in his eyes.
Wang Mo smiled sadly, and knelt down at Zhao Gongming, "Please help me, brother! This Yang Jian kid killed my disciple for no reason. If I can't avenge my disciple, I might as well die!"
"Oh?" Zhao Gongming narrowed his eyes, looked at Yang Jian, and asked, "Why did Master Nephew Yang Jian kill me for no reason?"
Yang Jian thought in his heart that he could make an angry look and not answer at this time.
If you can make Taiyi uncle and Zhao Gongming fight, then maybe you can just take the opportunity to let Taiyi uncle extinguish the king demon, and then take out the shadow orb...
"Humph!" Yang Jian turned his head and didn't answer.
Wang Mo said with sorrow, "Brother, you can see it too, this son has already confessed his sin!"
"Guilty?" The real Taiyi knew the cause and effect, but the temper of Yang Jian's uncle and Yang Jian were quite similar. At this time, he guessed what Yang Jian meant and decided to follow the boat.
Real Taiyi sneered: "Don't say that my nephew killed your apprentice or not. It's not yet a conclusion. Even if it is really killed, what about?"
Zhao Gongming was angry when he heard this, "Junior Brother Taiyi is too domineering. Isn't the disciple I've been teaching a disciple?"
"The three Taoist teachings are in the same line, but your disciple is not a good one," Madam Taiyi chuckles, "Blame me?"
"Junior Brother Taiyi!" Zhao Gongming's face was put away, and his sleeves were flicked.
The six big Luo who were fighting in the distance just flew here, the third from the left and the third from the right were facing away behind the Taiyi real person and Zhao Gongming, all of them were burning with fighting spirit, and they were very angry.
Taiyi said humanely: "Seeing that a few juniors are so motivated to fight, if you don't do one today, I'm afraid it will be impossible to expose."
"That's what I meant." Zhao Gongming didn't have a clay temper, raised his hand to photograph Wang Mo, sealed it directly with a fairy talisman, placed it in his sleeve, and then pointed to the sky, "It is inconvenient to use this place. war!"
After Zhao Gong made it clear, he glanced at the three brothers on Kowloon Island behind him, fearing that they would have trouble here, and said: "Three brothers, come with me."
"Willing to help the brother!" Li Xingba agreed in unison.
The three big Luo behind the real Taiyi also immediately said: "Please also ask Senior Brother Taiyi to seek justice for Senior Nephew Yang Jian! I am also willing to cheer for Senior Brother Taiyi!"
"good!"
"go!"
The two great abilities and the six great Luo Qiqi exerted their magical powers, and immediately turned into two streams of light and went straight to the sky, and went to the outside world in the blink of an eye.
Masters of the level like Taiyi and Zhao Gongming mostly go outside the sky when fighting, for fear of breaking the wild land and being punished by heaven.
The sky outside refers to the vast area from the edge of the Chaos Sea to the heaven. There are endless stars and the vitality is very violent, and non-jinxian Taoists can't get involved.
In the blink of an eye, they all fly away?
Yang Jian sat down in the air and let out a long sigh, followed by a grin.
He didn't know how many bones he had broken. He sat cross-legged at this time and immediately repaired it with profound energy. The pain made his forehead sweat.
Chu Qian drove the fairy clam towards Yang Jian, and Yang Xiaochan was already a little collapsed and almost unable to stand.
Watching Yang Jian fight with others, she was really more frightened than she played in person. And Yang Xiaochan felt even more useless in her heart, and wanted to find a place to practice well, lest...
But Chu Qian next to her was the Golden Immortal Great Demon. When Yang Jian encountered an enemy, she could only hide from a distance, and the piano sound could not be conveyed.
I am only a fairy cultivation base. When should I cultivate to help my brother?
In fact, according to the original story of splitting the mountain, Yang Jian's rescue of his mother by splitting the mountain was a model for the Dao Sect to'press' the heaven before the gods.
Yang Jian relied on the reputation of Yuding real person to open Taoshan and rescued his mother, but the heaven did not dare to stop him.
But Yang Jian chose another path, fighting the heavens alone, calculating with the Jade Emperor, not relying on the coercion of the Taoist gates, he became famous in the world early, and he also attracted many powerful enemies early.
This really allowed Yang Jian to grow rapidly, whether it was his mind, strategy, or combat power, the price he could pay was such a constant battle and he was in danger.
"If I'm not here, can you let go of me more?" Yang Xiaochan murmured.
Chu Qian was speechless. She glanced at Ao Xinke, only to find that Ao Xinke had not moved, and was a little suspicious.
The fairy clam was more than thirty miles away from Yang Jian, and Yang Jian actually just sat down and started to heal his injuries.
This is not just that Yang Jian didn't expect it, I'm afraid Taiyi, Zhao Gongming and others who think Yang Jian is already safe also didn't expect it at all!
Someone dared to show up to calculate Yang Jian after the two masters left.
Say it's too late, then soon!
There was a warning sign in Yang Jian's heart, he opened his eyes and looked diagonally forward, but saw a figure flying from the horizon, wrapped in heavy fog.
Just listened to a non-male and non-female curse: "If you keep you, it will be really harmful! Don't blame my uncle's cruel heart!"
I saw a red line spreading across the horizon, rushing towards Yang Jian!
what is that?
It was a flying knife! The whole body is blood red, but it is extremely sharp, carrying an amazing chill!
Yang Jian didn't know this blood transforming sword, but he knew that it was a real black hand who used Wang Mo's apprentice to do all the calculations behind him!
But Yang Jian really didn't expect that the other party would dare to show up at this time, isn't he afraid of Uncle Taiyi's sudden return?
At this time, there was no time to think, Yang Jian sat there and could barely raise the tipless spear, but the flying knife was very strange, and Yang Jian felt that he couldn't make this cut!
"small……"
The collar was suddenly pulled down, Yang Jian was a little caught off guard, but he didn't notice the'hostility' behind him.
He was dragged to the side and fell on his knees, his shoulder hurting, and he could hardly hold the tipless gun.
Before I could see the injury, I raised my head and looked to the side, a little worried...
"Xin Ke! Why are you! Go home soon! This person is probably Da Luo of the Quasi-Saint Realm!"
At the moment, who dragged him down was not Ao Xinke and who was it?
On the fairy clam, Ao Xinke's motionless figure slowly drifted away...
"Small, be careful!" Ao Xinke originally wanted to say this, and only then did she say it, raising her bare hand and tapping on Yang Jian's shoulder for a while.
Yang Jian looked at his shoulder now, and Ao Xinke had already torn away the clothes on Yang Jian's shoulders.
I saw a piece of flesh and blood on Yang Jian's shoulder turned black, and a faint black smoke wafted from a hair wound...
What is the name of the flying knife?
In fact, Yang Jian didn't know that this blood transforming sword was a vicious magical power, but there were a few people who practiced it in the teaching.
The magic sword that was shot at Yang Jian was activated by the quasi-sage with mana, and could naturally break Yang Jian's body; it was even more poisonous, and only wanted to kill Yang Jian with one blow.
But Ao Xinke seemed to know the way to detoxify. After a few taps on Yang Jian's shoulder, her hand pointed out a burst of black blood, and Yang Jian's wound healed immediately.
"Very, very powerful, powerful, poisonous."
Ao Xinke frowned and looked at Yang Jian, with some worry in her eyes.
Yang Jian couldn't help but chuckle, grabbed the tipless spear and stood up without saying a word, stopping her behind him.
Even if he is facing the Holy Power, Yang Jian must protect his fiancee and die in front of her!
"Huh!" The person who issued the Blood Transmitting Sword screamed angrily, and raised his hand to summon the sky full of blood fog, the blood fog turned into a ferocious behemoth, and pounced towards Yang Jian and Ao Xinke.
This person still sneered with those non-male and non-female words: "A mere princess of the dragon clan! Dare to ruin my good deeds!"
Yang Jian took a deep breath and grabbed the tipless spear. Before he had time to move, the ferocious beast had opened his mouth and swallowed him and Ao Xinke!
Walk alone on the road!
At this time, Yang Jian could only throw a lonely throw, hitting his strongest blow! Let him die in vain, he is absolutely unwilling!
But suddenly ~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Jian felt a vast wave of fluctuations behind him...
It seemed that the power of the water element between the world and the earth rushed behind him at this moment, and just turned his head to look, he couldn't help but stare.
At this time, Ao Xinke was full of faint waves, like a peerless fairy in a mirror, but her bare hands quickly formed a complicated seal.
"broken."
A word came out lightly from the stammer lips.
Hearing a dragon chant from under his feet, nine huge water dragons soared into the sky amidst the loud explosions, directly dispelling the ferocious behemoths formed by the blood mist! There was even a mysterious Taoist rhyme lingering around Yang Jian, gently surrounding Yang Jian.
this is!
Master said, this kind of peculiar Taoist rhyme between the saints and vanities!
Sushui Taixuan Dao!
Half-step sage, Ao Xinke!