Chapter 331: Night battle in the jungle

Suddenly, blood was splattered, Jiang Shang's eyes widened and he watched this scene unwillingly.
How easy is it to be killed by a monster?
Scenes flashed before Jiang Shang, unwilling to enter the official position, difficult to enter the mountain to cultivate the road, forty years of practice, the Taoism disappeared...
He fell to the ground, and his soul was about to leave.
"Bold!"
A loud shout suddenly exploded in his ears, and Jiang Shang's barely opened eyes reflected the mighty figure descending from the moonlight.
The visitor shouted angrily: "Such a bright moon, how dare to commit murder!"
Jiang Shang grabbed the last straw like a drowning man, and hurriedly shouted: "Yes! Save me!"
This is not someone else, but Yang Jian. Hearing Jiang Shang's words at this time, he really had the urge to turn around and leave.
Do not say a word from fellow Daoists, does this guy really consider himself a Daoist disciple?
The woman wrinkled her eyebrows, but her face was hidden in the black mist and she couldn't understand. Seeing Yang Jian pounce on Jiang Shang, she immediately stopped her.
She also sacrificed a few dazzling nails, and with a swing of her bare hand, the dazzling nails turned into black lights and shot towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian just glanced at her, and the sleeves of the pale yellow robe were swung, and several dazzling nails disappeared.
"Leave while I don't want to kill the demon."
Yang Jian bit the word'monster' very hard, and the woman narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Yang Jian?"
Yang Jian did not answer, but just leaned over to look at Jiang Shang's condition. He pointed his finger to Jiang Shang's chest, and the dazzling nail was pulled out instantly. Jiang Shang took a breath and passed out as soon as he rolled his eyes.
Fortunately, a warm breath penetrated into the wound, and the coldness all over his body instantly disappeared, and Jiang Shang finally eased in a breath.
This dazzling nail is designed to hurt the soul, Jiang Shang's soul seems to be protected by treasures, and has not been directly nailed to pieces by the dazzling nail.
The woman stood aside, seeming to hesitate, and also seeming to weigh herself and Yang Jian to fight, and how many chances of winning.
"Yang Jian, do you really want to take care of this?"
"Come here by order," Yang Jian said indifferently, just about to take Jiang Shang to leave this place, suddenly heard a few whistles, several figures appeared in various places within a hundred miles, and the breath was faintly locked here.
Six Da Luo Jinxian, and one faintly touched the realm of Da Luo peak?
If it were such a battle, there would be a chance to kill Jiang Shang in his own hands; unfortunately, Yang Jian had a treasure that he could pretend to be a living person, that is, the mysterious turtle belt.
Jiang Shang's face was still a little pale, Yang Jian threw a bottle of pill into his arms and whispered: "Don't resist, I will earn you a magic weapon. Surrounded by powerful enemies, whether you can take you away depends on your hit. Good luck."
"Thank you, righteous man!" Jiang Shang shouted excitedly. He was so grateful to Yang Jian for such a desperate situation.
The mysterious tortoise glowed slightly, and Jiang Shang disappeared in place.
The woman in the black veil didn't expect Yang Jian to have this hand, she was taken aback first, and then hurriedly spoke to several companions.
"Yang Jian took Jiang Shang into the magic weapon! Do you want to shoot him?"
Hearing the message from the woman, the masters around who showed their breath were silent, and seemed to be a little uncertain.
On a mountain peak, a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe sternly scolded Shen Gongbao in front of him: "Didn't you say that Yang Jian just retreats thousands of miles away and has never moved? How did he get here!"
Shen Gongbao was really hard to tell. At this time, his divine sense went to see that Yang Jian's figure was still there. Where did he move?
But the one who rescued Jiang Shang suddenly appeared in the forest, and it was indeed the deity of Yang Jian.
That pale yellow robe would not be wrong.
"This... but Yang Jian played a trick!" Shen Gongbao sighed and said hurriedly, "I'm afraid that today's affairs will be overwhelming, so it's better to just retreat. That Jiang Shang should not be killed, but he could avoid him on the first day of the new year Can't hide for fifteen..."
"Huh! If the evangelical education sends a master to protect him, how can he take Jiang Shang's honor list?"
The middle-aged man's eyes passed a little ruthlessness.
"Shenzhen is a major event. It's tonight whether I can take the initiative or not!" He immediately said, "A few teachers and nephews, please also stop Yang Jian. I have set up a large formation here to force him to hand over Jiang Shang! "
"promise!"
In Yang Jian's sense of consciousness, the figures that revealed aura suddenly rushed towards him, Yang Jian's legs were slightly bent, and he leaped sharply, flying directly into the air like an arrow from the string.
If he leaves to escape, he actually has a chance at this time.
But Yang Jian always likes to think more, he still wants to fight with these people at this time, to see if he can force one or two great abilities. Anyway, at this time there must be a great power of interpretation and education watching this place, and he is not afraid to make things worse.
In all likelihood, these are all fellow students of the sect, and inferring from the magic power, they might be the same generation as their own.
After all, the matter of killing Jiang Shang is of great importance. It is directly slapped Yuanshi Tianzun. The second-generation disciples of the interception education generally don't dare to move rashly, but it is very likely that their apprentices will try the water.
If something goes wrong and will be criticized by the interpreter, you can also say, ‘they are young and ignorant, they just want to defend the religion, and they don’t think they will offend the saint’s master’, and they can protect their disciples from harm.
Since it was the senior brothers and sisters, senior sisters and sisters who had been teaching three generations, then Yang Jian had to weigh them even more.
At the very least, he should let the teachings lose money and retreat a part of the masters in Nanzhou to ease the confrontation between the two teachings at this time.
Before that, the female fairy who turned into a black cat led Jiang Shang to snorted. Seeing Yang Jian rising to the sky, she immediately blocked her, offering dozens of dazzling nails, and shooting away at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian didn't take the weapon, and his figure moved and turned horizontally in the air, stopping all the nails.
Suddenly, the earth in the surrounding forest trembled, and the forces of heaven and earth quickly gathered towards this place.
Formation?
Although Yang Jian had some confidence in his own strength, he was not so conceited.
At that moment, the figure rushed towards Songcheng, wrapped in profound energy, and suddenly a stream of light smashed at him, aggressive and fierce.
Yang Jian didn't even bother, letting the stream of light hit him, and he flew faster.
In these streamers, there were actually two acquired spirit treasures, a flying knife, and a stone specially used to hit people, which really hit Yang Jian on the back.
But what made the disciples of Jiu Jiao shocked was that two of the acquired spirit treasures smashed on Yang Jian's body, and in addition to giving him forward strength, he couldn't make him vomit half of blood!
Vomiting blood?
Yang Jian's breath did not oscillate at all, how could he vomit blood?
At this time, he was physically stronger than when he saved his mother in Heavenly Court.
First got the blood of the black turtle, and then the blood of the ancestor witch, and then got the Nine Turns Ba Jue Pill, now it is no longer a powerful spirit treasure.
It was painful to be smashed by the two spirit treasures, Yang Jian grinned in secret, thinking about how to smash it back later.
A three-color light wall suddenly appeared in front, which was the boundary of the formation.
Yang Jian swung forward in a circle, and the great formation felt vigorously, surging with brilliance to strengthen itself; with a bang, Yang Jian's fist was firmly received by the great formation.
The middle-aged man who presided over the big formation sneered, and he was about to fully open the big formation right now, leaving Yang Jian nowhere to escape, but suddenly saw that Yang Jian wrapped himself with a gray breath and stepped towards the wall.
"This...what magical power is this?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a while, and watched Yang Jian walk out of the large formation without hindrance.
Yang Jian flew forward for dozens of miles, feeling that the terrain was stable and the vitality of the world was in order, so he stopped.
To fight, you still have to fight, but you can't fight in the opponent's formation.
When he turned around, the figures chasing after him stopped suspiciously, not knowing what medicine Yang Jian was selling in the gourd.
The middle-aged immortal who took the lead flew first. Like the others, he was also enveloped in black energy, unable to distinguish the original aura and appearance.
Although the dagger nails are vicious, they are very common. They are used to kill Jiang Shang.
The middle-aged fairy shouted coldly: "Yang Jian, hand over Jiang Shang!"
"Oh?" Yang Jian glanced over, and didn't find Shen Gongbao's figure, so he smiled, "What if I don't pay?"
"court death!"
The middle-aged fairy shouted, raised his hand to spill thousands of light spots, and shot away at Yang Jian in the night.
Against the peak of Daluo, Yang Jian didn't dare to be too careless. The three-pointed two-edged spear was unsheathed and swung in front of him to form an airtight spear shadow wall, sweeping down all the cold light.
The middle-aged immortal flew up into the sky, pressing his hands down, and the vitality of the world that was thousands of miles around was suddenly emptied, turning into two huge palms and hitting Yang Jian.
Yang Jian also jumped up and rushed straight to the top of the Daluo, the three-pointed and two-bladed spear shining with faint stars, slashing upward!
Hum
The half-moon blade arc cut off a large aura palm, but Yang Jian's figure was faster than that arc of light, and it had rushed to the middle-aged immortal within a hundred meters.
The immortal was shocked, knowing that Yang Jian was physically strong, and if he was close, he could even injure the quasi-saint power! How dare he use his own fairy body to resist? At the moment when he used the method of alien transposition, the figure appeared thousands of feet away, and he cast it again, using the power of the soul, borrowing the aura of thousands of miles, to continue to bombard Yang Jian.
In Yang Jian's hands, the three-pointed and two-edged spear was constantly swinging, and the figure was truly non-stop, smashing into pieces the billowing spirit.
"Uncle Master, I'll wait to come and help!"
With a few whistles, those three generations of Jijiao disciples also shot out, constantly shifting, chasing Yang Jian's figure and beating fiercely.
Yang Jian completely ignored them, letting those rays of light hit him, leaving no injuries, just charging forward!
Gradually, he got closer and closer to the immortal, and it took a lot of effort to move continuously, but after a few times, the middle-aged immortal at the top of the Daluo Peak slowed down for a few moments...
"Ah."
With a chuckle, Yang Jian's figure suddenly accelerated, and before the handprints moved by the middle-aged immortal were finished, it was already in front of him.
The gun body swept away and hit the fairy's chest fiercely.
The middle-aged fairy glowed with a few body protection lights, but was instantly shattered by the gun body.
Peng!
The immortal was smashed into the ground, smashing billowing smoke on the ground.
"Uncle Master!"
"Yang Jian! You are so cruel!"
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth curled. If he was really cruel, he didn't sweep with the gun body just now, but poked it with the tip of the gun.
This Da Luo pinnacle turned out to be a half-hearted person~EbookFREE.me~ There is no supernatural power, and no tyrannical magic weapon.
Yang Jian suddenly raised his hand and used profound energy in front of him to reveal several pictures.
"I don't know if the fellow Taoist below is the uncle and uncle who Jiejiao? I don't know how many senior brothers and sisters, and which one is the uncle and uncle of Jiejiao?"
The picture around Yang Jian's body gradually became clear, and those figures stopped suddenly, their eyes a little flustered.
Isn't these pictures exactly the situation when they were discussing Jiang Shang and Duo Fengsheng in the forest?
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Before the Golden Crow was settled, I happened to meet a few people in the forest. At that time, how many people discussed was to do tonight?"
"you!"
"Yang Jian, don't deceive people too much!"
With a three-pointed and two-edged gun, Yang Jian put a smile away, and said, "It's better to show your true ability and compete. I explain that the second generation sect person almost died in your hands. This matter is really not to be ignored."