Chapter 142: Powerful match

The battle on the edge of the East China Sea continued, and the six Daomen Daluo Dou's wind rose, and the killing of Yang Jian and Wang Mo was indissoluble.
Under such circumstances, although Yang Jian found that Wang Mo deliberately led the two fierce battles to the southeast, he also felt that it was reasonable and did not notice anything wrong.
Among the fairy clams, Yang Xiaochan had no idea what to do at this time, so he could only hold Chu Qian's arm, his eyes filled with anxiety.
She always complained that Yang Jian went outside and didn't take her with her; now Yang Jian took her out and asked her to watch Yang Jian's defense against the enemy up close. Her heart was even more restless for a moment, lest her brother would suffer disaster.
Chu Qian was driving the fairy clam, and she was most worried at this time, because if there was anything wrong with Yang Jian, she would also follow Xiang Xiaoyu to die.
On the contrary, Ao Xinke had been standing there quietly, motionless, his eyes didn't even fluctuate much.
This dragon princess doesn't care about Yang Jian? On the contrary...
"Brother is about to win?"
Yang Xiaochan asked with a trembling, because she saw Yang Jian'chasing' the king demon, and she thought Yang Jian had the upper hand.
Although Chu Qian wanted to nod her head to say yes, she really couldn't understand the scene of the battle over there. It was really like a'fairy fight', she could only barely nod her head, but she kept praying for Yang Jian.
Look at that King Demon, covered in blood, retreating to the southeast while fighting.
In the direction he was going, there was a small isolated island with some lush vegetation and few people.
Although Wang Mo looked embarrassed, his primordial spirit was not injured, but the immortal body had some damage.
If Yang Jian stopped and turned back to the northwest, Wang Mo would only need half an hour to absorb the vitality of the heavens and the earth to fill himself, and then he would be restored to his original condition and unharmed.
But how did Yang Jian stop?
This is the second time that Wang Mo has chased him down. The previous time has caused him danger. This time, Wang Mo must not have any reason to survive!
Wang Mo flees to the southeast, this is also in line with Yang Jian's mind, lest there are too many people but start to noisy and scream.
I only hate that my profound art is not great! If you enter the sixth and seventh levels, the king demon at this moment must have been slashed by himself!
"Will the disciples be dignified, will they just flee in a hurry?" Yang Jian said enthusiastically.
Wang Mo gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Jian, his fist was soaked in blood, and hit Yang Jian dozens of punches in a row. The vitality of this sea area was twitched, and he squeezed towards Yang Jian...
Yang Jian snorted coldly, and immediately rushed forward while Wang Mo stopped casting the spell.
The injuries on his treasure body are being quickly repaired by profound energy every moment, and the blood in his body is rushing like a tide. This is the capital he can continue to fight against the king.
Wang Mo can't win Yang Jian in a short time, and Yang Jian naturally has no good way to defeat Wang Mo, he can only try to find Wang Mo's flaws...
Finally, Wang Mo's figure stopped over the island, never retreating, and slid down, trying to lead Yang Jian to the isolated island.
However, Yang Jian suddenly stepped in the air, leaning on his spear and looking at Wang Mo, calmly said: "Since you are no longer invincible today, if I force you to kill you, I will really lose the face of my sage master uncle. Too disrespectful. Just forgive you!"
After speaking, Yang Jian turned around and flew towards the northwest without any muddle.
Wang Mo was stunned...really stunned.
Just left?
What do these words mean? His King Demon was beaten by a junior and fled. The other party looked on the face of the saint, didn't want to take his life, and bypassed him temporarily?
Wang Mo almost suffocated himself to death without breathing.
Yang Jianting was really too abrupt, as if he had discovered something suddenly; Wang Mo looked at the isolated island, and didn't notice any ambush at all, and there was no slight fluctuation in his vitality!
Wang Mo stood there blankly, staring at the back of Yang Jian's departure, for a moment he forgot to catch up.
"I, am I embarrassed by the teacher..." Wang Mo's eyes were sullen, his long hair scattered, standing there a little at a loss.
Yang Jianfei's swiftness was not to test the King Demon, but to really leave the King Demon and want to rush to the place of war over there.
He calculated in his heart that no matter which one of the four sages of Kowloon Island killed, he could achieve his calculation.
Of course, if he could kill him today, it would be great, and he would be able to eradicate future troubles for oneself...Although this is a bit weird.
Yang Jian smiled secretly in his heart, that Wang Mo was too hurried, trying to lead him to that isolated island all the way, and that isolated island was too quiet and calm, how could he be credulous?
The truth is, don't enter every forest.
If the battle continues for a long time, as long as the profound energy has been consumed by the giant, Yang Jian will always be defeated in the hands of the king demon. He has been insisting on trying to find the king demon's weakness and try to give him a fatal blow.
Now that Wang Mo has made it clear that he is going to lure him into the trap, how can Yang Jian, who has just played Wang Mo once, be fooled?
He hurried back decisively, catching Wang Mo by surprise, and letting the hidden figure on the island curse in his heart.
‘This Yang Jian gave birth to a dog nose? How can you be so sharp! ’
The person hiding in the island was a bit unwilling to look at her beautiful eyes. The mask blocked her face at this time, and it must be iron blue.
Wang Mo stunned and landed on the isolated island. After a few breaths, he suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and roared, leaping up and chasing Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian child! Come back to fight again!"
Yang Jian turned his head to look, and naturally agreed: "How come, are you not convinced?"
"Stop taking advantage of your tongue!"
"Hahaha! The advantage of your tongue? Uncle Wang's injury is not fake!"
Yang Jian raised his spear and fought again, rushing to face Wang Mo, the two figures collided fiercely in the air, and began the life-threatening style of play again.
At this moment, another long scream came from the northwest: "The two juniors trapped the three of them, I will help Senior Nephew Yang Jian!"
"Really!"
I listened to the four saints of Kowloon Island yelling: "Don't let them disturb the elder brother seeking revenge! Stop them!"
Listening to Li Xing cursing: "Yang Jian killed my nephew, this matter must not be let go!"
"Nonsense!" The Taoist of Yichenjiao scolded, "It is clear that you intercepted the teachings and all the immortals couldn't see that I have an outstanding disciple! It was so despicable. Regardless of seniority and face, he intercepted me as a second-generation sect This nephew, who has just cultivated the Tao for more than five hundred years, said so high-sounding, he is simply not a son of man!"
Yes, the strength of the two sides are similar, but the level of curse is very different.
The battle between Yang Jian and Wang Mo was in full swing, and the chaos of the six big Luos over there was also turbulent, and the situation was at a stalemate.
However, Yang Jian gradually felt that his profound energy could not keep up with the consumption...
If he had consummated the jewel state and the profound beads in his body replayed the universe, then Yang Jian's profound energy would be inexhaustible.
But Yang Jian had only formed thirty-one profound beads now, and there was still a long way to go before Consummation. The mystery of the profound beads was not just a few of them.
After a long battle, Yang Jian and Wang Mo both had a retreat in their hearts.
Wang Mo has such a disposition, sometimes dazzled by hatred, even the unforgettable robbery cloud does not care.
But after the anger in his heart was exhausted, he recovered a bit of calmness and felt that the long battle was bound to be disadvantageous. It is better to give up this time, go back and ask some friends to help out, and then come to Yang Jian for revenge.
Just like this thought, Wang Mo and Yang Jian stopped their moves and began to gather their momentum almost at the same time, as if they were about to use the next blow to bet the enemy's life and death!
Suddenly, a figure appeared directly above Yang Jian, wearing a coquettish red dress, pointing a finger at Wang Mo.
Real Taiyi!
With one finger, the situation changes, the immortals are shocked!
However, after Ling Zhuzi returned to Central China, he noticed that Yang Jian was different at the time, so he hurriedly returned to Qianyuan Mountain to ask Master to report.
The real Taiyi knew that Yuding had returned to the mountain to retreat, and he was afraid that Yang Jian would be in trouble, so he came here by himself. When he came, Yang Jian and Wang Mo were chasing me and rushing to the southeast. Seeing that Yang Jian was innocent, they did not show up.
Real Taiyi was quite satisfied with Yang Jian's performance. He was brave and resourceful, but did not play cards according to the routine. It is rare to stay awake in the fighting spirit and retreat when encountering the island.
True person Taiyi asked himself, if it was him, he would have to hesitate a bit and would not retreat so decisively.
Seeing Yang Jian and Wang Mo each raise their momentum, Taiyi Zhenren said that they were desperate.
In the eyes of Master Taiyi, the total of a hundred king demon is hard to be compared with Yang Jian, so he appeared to meet and pointed out a finger. The king demon looked up in amazement, and the soul was a little shocked!
The same is the big Luo Jinxian, but one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, far from being comparable!
Da Luo Jinxian, the real Taiyi, is not afraid of the quasi-sage, and can even cut some of the quasi-sages who have no spiritual treasures and supernatural powers!
As for Wang Mo, Da Luo, who was forced by Yang Jian to be desperate... How do the two compare?
There are many reasons why Taiyi is trapped at the peak of Daluo and cannot enter the holy realm~EbookFREE.me~. The main reason is that the killing is too heavy, the mood is unstable, and the way of cultivation is too mysterious to break through. .
"It turned out to be Junior Brother Taiyi," a small, fat Taoist who was not tall appeared on Wang Mo's head, waved his sleeves, and resisted that finger.
boom!
The East China Sea seemed to be turned over, and that finger and a sleeve collided, causing a huge wave of hundreds of feet high on the surface of the sea!
Yang Jian admired...
Is this the style of the great supernatural powers among Da Luo? It's far beyond my ability.
Madam Taiyi chuckled lightly, holding a cyan orchid in his hand. Although the movements were a little enchanting, it looked elegant and refined, not half feminine at all.
"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that it is Senior Brother Zhao Gongming and Senior Nephew Yang Jian. Why don't you see me?"
Stop teaching, Zhao Gongming!