Chapter 933: What is changing fast

Chapter 933: What Is Fast Changing
Da Zan really did not expect that there was only such a thin layer of sword world outside Yang Jian's body. He tried his best to prepare the killer, and he was simply and easily destroyed by the last blow of the sword world. Human skin Shengtu is naturally not as good as Sheng Tu when he is alive, but he can perform the cultivation of human beings to the extreme.
Dazui thought that even if this attack could not kill Yang Jian, it would inevitably hit it hard.
However, it was him who was hit hard.
Wan Xing Chen Jian Yi
Even if there is only a trace left, no one should belittle it.
At this time, Da Zong Zi was already very hurt, and Yang Jian's severe blow was too severe, although when he was about to slap himself, he hurriedly condensed a seven-petal lotus on his chest, but the lotus that has not yet formed It only blocked a small amount of power. If he didn't respond quickly, he wouldn't be able to kill him on the spot with this blow.
Freely looking at the injury on his chest, he could not help but shake his head.
"Yang Jian ... I really don't know what you can be proud of. All your success depends on others rather than yourself, but you can always be proud of it because of such success. After you have achieved success with other people's things, you think It ’s just your own success. You really thought it was your own success ...

Where would Yang Jian care about his satire at this moment, striding forward to Da Zizi, and pointed at Da Zizi's forehead with the weight of the inner strength of that shot.
"Success is success. No matter what means and methods are used, success will never be equated with failure. In any case, success is worth the joy."
Xun Feng pointed at the forehead of Da Zongzi, but Da Zongzi seemed extremely calm at this time.
"You really have nothing to be pleased with ..."
He smiled, weird and a little bit nervous: "Because you just defeated a great freedom, there is an existence in this world that you can never overcome, but you have not reached that level. You think you are You have stood at the highest point of the world, but you are really small. "
"then you"
Yang Jian will send the heavy weight forward, and the free forehead will be pierced in the next second: "It is even smaller."
"Yeah ... I never thought I was not a small person."
Dazuozi said: "Because I see far more than you know ... And, now, it seems you win, but ... who knows?"
Yang Jian seemed too lazy to say anything, and gave his hand another point forward.
But that was the moment.
Something came out of the clothes with great ease, as if the cicada broke out of the shell and felt it, but the cicada's shell breaking time would not be so fast, it would only be completed in an instant. When the thing was drilled from the arms of Da Zixin, Yang Jian hardly hesitated to chop it down. The goal was not Da Zizi but this drilled thing.
His speed was already extremely fast, but because it was unexpected, he was still half a minute slow.
The drilled thing quickly swelled, then rolled out to the side. Yang Jian's heavy slam slammed into the ground, and slammed the ground into a deep pit. The free body was shaken back and flew out, and it seemed to be broken in midair.
However, Yang Jian's idea is no longer there.
In other words, Yang Jian's attention is no longer there.
far away
A new grand standing stood there, panting, but his eyes were particularly proud.
This big man was slimy and snot-like liquid flowing down from his body. After a while, a lot of those things flowed down from where he stood, which was disgusting. The big man stood there naked, with disgusting mucus covering his body.
"You are old enough to understand the world."
The new Da Zi laughed with laughter on the corner of his mouth.
With a narrow look in his eyes, it seemed difficult to understand why this happened. Although his own resurrection was already an incredible thing, such a change of great freedom still made him feel incredible. Yang Jian did not die originally, but borrowed half of Wan Xingchen's cultivation to fall asleep, and woke up when necessary. But at ease, it feels like a new snake ... just finished a snake slough.
"The Buddhism is so strange, it's true."
Yang Jian's complexion eased slightly, and he kept alert.
"Fantastic?"
Dazuo laughed and laughed, "Don't you think this is a miracle? Even I think it is a means owned by God. Who can do it except God? By this, I lied to Dalun Mingwang I cheated Yang Qi. By this, I came out of Dalun Temple all the way east and decisively battled one master after another. Every time I fight, I will make myself scaly ... Because as long as I hurt enough, I can transform Create a new me ... a stronger me! "
The free arms shook, and the mucus on his body was shaken by his inner strength.
"Yang Jian, do you know who you are fighting?"
Feel free to point to yourself: "You are fighting a god."
...
...
Huh!
With a muffled sound, Yang Jian's body flew backwards, shocked, and slammed into a big tree. The huge impact force broke the big tree with the thickness of a bucket. The huge crown of the big tree slowly fell down, and when it hit the ground, it stirred up the sky of dust.
Yang Jian was so strenuous, he struggled a bit before he stood up.
The inner armor of his body became flickering, apparently the strength of the blow just now was unbearable even for this armor. However, if it was not for this armor, Yang Jian would be seriously injured. Even so, Yang Jian who stood up again looked weak.
And in the distance, the freedom of Yang Jian to fly seems more powerful. When he just emerged from his body, he looked weak and not solid enough. After more than ten minutes, this weakness was completely invisible. His body became extra sturdy, and he looked just as comfortable as before the injury.
"Every time I change, I get stronger."
Dazuo walked forward slowly and said, "So, what do you beat me? Every time you get hurt, you will become weaker and weaker. And every time I get hurt, I will go to a stronger shortcut ... This is the difference between mortals and God. Can you ... find a chance of victory before me? "
Yang Jian took a look at the weight of the uncertain weight in his hand, and then looked at the gap in his chest where the nails had cracked.
The pain in his chest made him more sober, and the blood on the corner of his mouth made him calmer.
"I firmly believe in one thing."
Yang Jian took a deep breath, then straightened his waist: "There is absolutely no perfection in this world. If there is only an illusion, it is deliberately shown to deceive others. You say that after every serious injury It will become more powerful, which is undeniable. However, such exercises must have its disadvantages, and I believe that once this disadvantage is exposed, you will certainly die and look ugly. "
"But do you know what it is?"
Ask with ease.
"I don't know, but I will find it!"
Yang Jian jumped up fiercely, then slammed his heavy slam on the freedom.
Huh!
Two majestic inner strengths collided together, and Yang Jian flew out again. His body fell to the ground and smashed a deep pit, but he did not stop to continue to rub backwards, and plowed out of the ground, a deep trench with a length of six or seven meters. After this blow, the weight of his hand was completely shattered, and his armor was finally torn apart.
This time, it was a real wound.
There was a bloodstain on his chest with palms. Although the wound was not very deep, the flesh turned to the sides and looked very sloppy. The blood was flowing outward, but the flow rate was slow. If you look closely, you will notice that the blood is much thicker than normal people, and there is an illusion that it is not blood but red.
Normal human blood will never be so sticky.
"really"
Da Zizuo smiled at Yang Jian's wound, his eyes were relieved: "That's why you have to live by changing blood ... You need to change blood not only after the injury, but even if you don't get hurt for a while, you still have to change blood. A normal person, blood flows throughout the body ... and your blood is not your own, and your body is actually very old and old, the blood cannot flow smoothly at all, so it will become sedimenty and thick ... so I guess, even if you are not injured, you have to live by changing blood. "
Yang Jian looked down at his wound, his face constantly changing.
"You don't need to look at me with this monster-like look ..."
Dazuo shrugged as he walked: "Relatively, I'm a monster, but aren't you a monster? You shouldn't exist, so please don't look at me with that kind of look. Don't use that kind of disdain. Are you taunting me? Why not taunt yourself first? "
"Oh, right."
Freedom said: "Because people always see the shortcomings of others, they ridicule and abuse, but they don't see their own shortcomings. Even if it is the same thing, their views on themselves are not the same as others. For example, I Spit a sputum on the ground, and you pass by and stare at me severely, and you will call me a disgusting sentence. After walking a few steps, you feel uncomfortable in your throat, and then spit a spit, but you must It's disgusting not to scold yourself. "
Yang Jian struggled to stand up again, tearing a piece of Buhler from his body to hold the wound. He was extremely skilled in this action. More than two hundred years ago, he was most familiar with treating wounds himself after struggling on the battlefield.
"Buddhists always say so many seemingly reasonable words to show that they are thoughtful."
Yang Jian took a sip of the soil in his mouth and looked at Dazuo seriously and said, "In your words, it's because of a person's inferiority. I always say something when I think I'm going to win, otherwise I'm sorry. The identity of the winner. "
"Let me just say a word."
Yang Jian took a deep breath, and then walked forward with great ease: "Sometimes you seem to win, but you may not win. You said just now that 朕 is too old to understand this world, because the world is changing, 朕Do n’t deny it. But ... you do n’t understand the world, you do n’t even understand the situation in front of you. You know the world is changing, but you do n’t know that the big stone in front of it is also changing.

Dazuo was a little surprised, and suddenly thought of something.
He hurriedly looked back to the camp, and immediately saw two figures passing by quickly. Before the two of them were near, they threw a few round things like watermelons, and they came very fast. Sublimely unconsciously, the thing that was thrown away was shaken away, alas ... those things burst open, blood blooming.
That is
Human head
Dazuo swept backwards and never shot again ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Some people rolled their heads on the ground.
These people know each other with ease.
It was the heads of the twenty-eight red-robed monks he brought.
"A decisive battle of one hundred people is a war. A decisive battle of 10,000 people is a war. Of course, a decisive battle between two people is also a war. As long as it is a war ... it will not be static, but will seek change because of their own interests. Fast-changing claims. These ... you don't understand. "
Yang Jian sneered.
Freely looking back, the figures of the two have become clear.
He knew each other.
One was tall and one was chunky.
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