Chapter 284: Kill the monster

Above Meishan, two figures confronted each other. The moment the figures overlapped, the swords and guns intersected, bursting out thunder and flames, setting off a violent wind, raging across the sky and the earth.
You chase me two silhouettes, the fighting is invincible, and the killing is indissoluble.
Obviously, this demon and didn't use the power of magical power to connect the heaven and the earth, but the aftermath of fighting with each other caused the wind and rain to lose balance within a thousand miles, and the world changed color.
The body can be as tough as this?
Really, all the heavens and gods were shocked, and the five continents and four seas lost their voices.
Immortal soldiers in the sky, demon soldiers on the ground, the two armies confront each other, the master will go first!
The leader of the Meishan Eight Eccentrics, the Dragon Jing Wang Lin Zhi challenged Yang Jian, but under trial and error, Yang Jian was downplayed and went offensive, shocked in his heart.
In the first battle for the Meishan Demon Race, the Dragon Spirit directly used the blood-burning secret method to fight Yang Jian back quickly.
But he never thought that this was the case. The treasure in his hand was still no match for Yang Jian's three-pointed two-bladed spear. As soon as he fought, the big sword in his hand fell into the wind and was firmly suppressed by Yang Jian.
There is no such thing as you and me, and there is absolutely no equal sharing. It's just that Yang Jian madly offensive and not defending, and Wang Lin is losing ground.
Sit down!
In terms of strength, Wang Linzhi is no match for Yang Jian; when it comes to martial arts, Wang Linzhi's moves are a bit fierce, and the change is less than one-tenth of the three-pointed two-edged gun. Where is the chance of winning?
However, in the eyes of others, this battle was furious and fierce.
Yang Jian's spear was in his hand, and sometimes he carried the spear forward and stabbed. Wang Linzhi struggled to deal with it. The sword in his hand was basically used as a shield. It was also fortunate that this treasured sword was of extraordinary origin. Hold on for a moment.
Wang Lin said in his heart, and if he continued to fight Yang Jian so hard, he would undoubtedly lose. He had to think of a way to turn from defense to offense.
But where did Yang Jian give him a chance to get distracted? The three-pointed two-edged spear pointed at Wang Linzhi's throat, and the latter retreated hurriedly, his figure beginning to feel a little embarrassed.
Wang Linzhi had such an idea, but he was already lost.
"Big Brother!" There was a shout from Meishanzhi. It was Yuan Hong who was the second place in Meishan. This white ape was hidden and shouted at this time: "It's better to take him down with magical powers!"
Wang Linzhi drew his knife and retreated, but Yang Jian carried his spear and chased him, not giving Jiaolongjing a chance to use his magical powers.
At this time, Wang Linzhi fell directly into the wind, and was chased by Yang Jian and fled from the sky to the ground. The angry dragon spirit screamed.
But this guy's abilities were still there, and Yang Jian couldn't help him for a while.
Yang Jian secretly thought: Fighting for a long time will not do any good to one's morale.
There was a cold snort, and no more hidden gestures, the profound beads in the body were bright, and the 36 profound beads on the chest and abdomen rose up, forming a small Zhoutian star formation on the top of the head.
In the early morning, the Golden Crow Star was full of golden light, but large stars appeared in the sky, casting a piece of starlight, like a waterfall, engulfing Yang Jian.
Wang Linzhi could finally take a breath for a moment, erected his broad sword, opened his mouth, and sprayed his blood on the blade.
The demon knife in his hand trembled slightly, and there was a faint sound of dragons and tigers roaring, which was confusing!
This is both burning and spurting. After the war, Wang Linzhi will inevitably lose his vitality no matter if he wins or loses. But Wang Linzhi is eager to protect the mountain and wants to become famous by virtue of this battle.
jingle……
The ringtone, which I didn't know where it was, entered Wang Linzhi's ears without a trace. Wang Linzhi's expression was stagnant, and his eyes gradually became red.
A powerful monster of the demon clan secretly took action to stimulate Wang Linzhi's demon soul power!
"Ah!" Wang Linzhi raised his head and shouted, this time he roared a bit more pain.
Looking at the other side, the starlight gradually converged, revealing Yang Jian wearing a pale yellow robe; the starlight attached to the pale yellow robe, and Yang Jian's whole person was a little more vague.
And the three-pointed two-edged spear he was holding was sharper, the cold light flickered, and the power of the stars was added.
This is Yang Jian's full combat power!
"Suffer to death!" Wang Linzhi roared, swiping his sword and rushed towards him, shed dozens of sword lights all the way, and hacked at Yang Jian first.
Yang Jian jumped up high, letting him swoop down most of the time, as if an eagle beat a rabbit.
Its speed is very fast, and it sprinkles all the stars!
"Yang Jian!"
Wang Linzhi gritted his teeth and roared, the two figures confronted again!
Yang Jian was fully responding, searching for the flaws in Wang Linzhi's body, his mind burst into emptiness, and he felt that the waves of sword light suddenly slowed down a lot; not far away, Wang Linzhi's hideous face, It was clear in his eyes.
slow……
This dragon essence seemed to have fallen into an invisible quagmire, swinging the knife so slowly.
Quagmire?
It seems that what is blocking this dragon spirit is the ropes that are bound to him; and he, for some reason, jumped out of these ropes, and he was happy, without feeling stagnant.
‘The rope is the Tao. ’
A voice rang from the bottom of my heart, and after saying this, there was no more sound. Yang Jian couldn't hear whose voice it was. It seemed to belong to the master, it seemed to be the indomitable giant he had realized.
Closed his eyes, Yang Jian had never felt so relaxed before.
Holding the three-pointed and two-edged gun with both hands, this gun also merged with himself, enjoying the light spirit that suddenly appeared in this moment.
When Yang Jian opened his eyes, his eyes were very peaceful, and the three-pointed two-bladed spear came alive by himself, ‘pulling’ Yang Jian’s hands, marking out traces of hidden roads.
The second collision between the two men broke out at the moment when Yang Jian swung his gun!
This time, there was no light from thunder, nor violent wind...
At the moment when the other people collided with their naked eyes, they seemed to see flashes of knives and gun shadows in the hallway;
However, the monk can fully capture the fight between the two with his divine consciousness, but he needs a long aftertaste in his heart to fully understand the action of the two fights.
Wang Linzhi swung out eighteen knives, and Yang Jian threw out seventy-two shots.
There is some tranquility between the world and the earth, and the tranquility is a little strange.
Yang Jian and Wang Linzhi turned their backs to each other, Yang Jian slowly turned around, his eyes were out of focus, and his mind was reminiscing about the wonderful realm he had just fallen into.
The starlight on the pale yellow robe gradually gathered, and a piece of hair on the forehead was gently broken and slowly drifted down.
But Wang Linzhi always turned his back to Yang Jian, motionless, until a blood gap appeared in front of his forehead, blood spurted out, and wounds of various lengths suddenly appeared everywhere in his body, covered with blood. Gushing out, the whole person is like a drained air bag, quickly deflated!
"Big Brother!"
At the top of the mountain, Yuan Hong screamed and Meishan Seven Monsters shouted at the same time.
The young general who carried the quiver shouted loudly: "True Monarch wins!"
Yang Jian's figure flashed and appeared in front of Wang Linzhi. The three-pointed and two-edged spear lightly swept away. Wang Linzhi's head was thrown high, his hair was directly bitten by the snarling dog, and he sent it in the sky. Foot Mercedes.
Yang Jian's morale boosted!
"The whole army obeys! Kill the demon of Meishan!"
The crowds on Meishan shouted in unison: "No!"
The generals of Meicheng rushed forward, and the uncle Zhang raised his head and roared: "Vengeance for Meicheng!"
The soldiers from Meicheng roared at the same time and pressed directly towards the top of Meishan Mountain!
When Yang Jian saw this, he could only sigh from the bottom of his heart. He didn't use military orders to stop him, but rushed to the forefront, his eyes locked on the white ape standing on the drum platform in the mountain.
Yuan Hong, the legendary Ape with Arms, is considered to be the spirit of the mixed world even though he is mixed among the demons.
This ape's ability may still be higher than that of Wang Lin's rank.
But at this time, Yang Jian ignored his own military might.
Looking at the Chinese army, Da Ang brought more than a dozen war witches to the front of Meicheng, and they were enemies with Yao. Their killing intent was not weaker than that of Meicheng generals, and directly filled the vacancy of Meicheng generals.
The mourning soldiers will win. At this time, the soldiers of Meicheng are all coming to fight the monsters of Meishan desperately. The frightened Meishan group of monsters dare not look directly at them.
Look at the left wing, the heroes of the fairy tales sprinkle the magical powers of the sky; look at the right wing, the Dragon Palace masters control the wind and rain.
The most frightening thing for the Yaozu is the celestial soldiers laying the sky and earth nets in the sky. If there are more than one hundred thousand thunders, this Meishan might be directly razed to the ground!
The pig spirit roared with a cry: "The one who killed Yang Jian is the new king of Meishan!"
But this sentence not only failed to boost morale, but on the contrary it made the group of demons even more shocked.
Yuan Hong held the iron rod tightly and looked at the army under the sky. His eyes were full of anger, but he did not lose his reason under the anger.
"Please also my ancestors to help!"
"Oh!" A sigh ~EbookFREE.me~ Three figures appeared in the sky above Meishan, waved at the same time at the three armies rushing down, and rolled up the violent sky, trying to blow them away.
"Heh," he sneered halfway, but more than a dozen Taoists appeared in the sky above Yang Jian, headed by the second apprentice of Yuxu Palace, Chi Jingzi, "Look at the demon clan, the energy is exhausted."
Before the words fell, the Dao Xing Tianzun on the side offered a magic shield, and the magic shield instantly wrapped up the soldiers and horses of Yang Jian's side, and let the wind blow, but they could not blow half of their hair.
Great move!
The three ancestors of the Yaozu jumped out, but Yang Jian's side jumped out more than a dozen powerful people.
Naturally, not all of these more than ten mighty people were from Yuxu Palace, and four of them were seniors who guarded the human race among the five prehistoric continents. Yang Jian's crusade against Meishan was also to cut off the human race. They naturally wanted to The human race's son Lang holds the scene.
Seeing this, how dare those three demonic ancestors stay more?
He flicked his sleeves, turned and moved, disappearing without a trace.