Chapter 620: Deter the enemy

　　 The shout from outside made Yang Jian frowned; I was used to hearing how the Jade Emperor takes himself seriously, but I didn’t expect it to be like this...
This is really ironic.
Fortunately, he never felt that he could rely on the jade emperor, his maternal uncle, and the previous posture was just to delay a little time.
Now it seems that four hours are really terrible.
"Brother head, how can this be good?"
"Really this group of people outside is sent by Heaven? Why do they want to destroy our Qingfenglan! Why do they want to destroy me?"
A middle-aged Taoist raised his head and sighed for a long time, speechless for a long time. This person has the highest cultivation level in Qingfeng Lanmen. Daluo's peak state has faintly seen the threshold of the quasi-sacred state. Among the human monks, he is regarded as a person with the highest qualifications.
The head said in a deep voice: "What kind of battle we have seen before, the Jade Emperor is afraid that it is not just about destroying one of us. At this time, if we can form an alliance with several other sects and fight against the heavens, Maybe things will turn around."
"Alliance?" Lu Chunyang spoke beside him, his voice hoarse, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to be haggard for a while.
Lu Chunyang whispered: "If the Jade Emperor wants to do it, he must have a perfect calculation."
He Mudan suddenly knelt to Yang Jian, and shouted: "Please save the true monarch to save Chunyang! Only true monarch can save him!"
"Why do you have to be polite?" Yang Jian raised his hand and helped He Mudan quickly, and said in a dumbfounded way: "What am I doing here in such a hurry?"
Lu Chunyang drew the long sword on his back from the side, "I can't hurt others anymore. If this happens because of me, it will end because of me."
"Don't worry!" Yang Jian squeezed Lu Chunyang's shoulders, "I haven't reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted. Since I am here, I will definitely protect you."
A Taoist person shouted: "Brother Lu, the Jade Emperor is going to attack the Immortals of Central China! My Qingfenglan is alive and dead, and what is the relationship with Brother Lu?"
"Not bad!"
All the immortals in Qingfenglan said so, which increased the guilt and determination in Lu Chunyang's eyes.
In the past, Qing Fenglan was besieged by demons, and Lu Chunyang led the crowd to rescue a group of disciples of Qing Fenglan;
Today, before the sky was overthrown, these Qingfenglan immortals did not hug Yang Jian's thigh, but let him protect Lu Chunyang and go first...
Because they want face, know what kindness is and who is the enemy.
Outside of the mountain guarding formation, hundreds of immortals lined up again. Although Yang Jian's eyes were calm and he looked calm and relaxed, his heart was more anxious than those present.
This incarnation of him simply cannot fight for a long time, he must use strategy and do everything possible to delay his arrival...
There seemed to be another wave of Chaotian Pavilion masters outside, with the breath of more than a dozen Da Luo Jinxian, and the coercion of a quasi-sage master suppressed it.
But these people hesitated a little, and they didn't dare to move.
Just listen to the voice of an old man from the sky: "Why don't you attack the mountain?"
Another quasi holy aura fell from the sky, making all the immortals in the mountain guarding formation shocked.
Only one Qingfenglan who is not a large-scale sect has two quasi-sage masters to take care of? When did Heavenly Court win over so many masters?
I heard another quasi-sage deliberately yelled out: "Elder, Erlang true monarch Yang Jian has just entered this mountain, I dare not wait to offend the true monarch."
There are actually intrigue calculations...
"The true prince of Erlang?" The quasi-sage was taken aback and frowned, "You read that right, really is the true prince of Erlang?"
Another quasi-sage, a middle-aged Taoist aunt, smiled bitterly at this time: "All of my deacons said this, and naturally they can't be wrong. What's more, Yang Jian and Lu Chunyang have a close personal relationship. It is not uncommon for them to come to rescue. Elder Yang, I have reported this time to the commander, so let's wait..."
"Don't wait! If you run away from them, you can bear the blame?"
This elder Yang puffed up a wave of mana around his body, "Quickly break the Qingfenglan array! As long as the reincarnation of the Eastern King is killed, this is a great achievement!"
"This……"
"Huh! How can you take on the responsibility of being afraid of the head and tail! The pavilion master personally told me, how can you allow you to be so delayed! The orders!"
The Chaotian Pavilion in the battle formation looked at each other.
The middle-aged Taoist aunt frowned and said: "Elder Yang, if the leader is to blame, don't blame the poor Dao for not thinking about the friendship between you and me, and will report the matter in full."
"Fast attack! Then I can deal with Yang Jian!"
The elder Yang gave a cold scream, and hit the Qingfenglan guard mountain array with a flash of light; the middle-aged Taoist aunt made a gesture, and the power of Chaotian Pavilion here slowly suppressed.
They talked like this, naturally, they couldn't conceal the higher cultivation level of the guardian formation.
Obviously, someone in Chaotian Pavilion wanted to get rid of Qingfenglan, the immortal gate, and the Jade Emperor 80% really gave the order to kill the reincarnation of Dongwanggong.
This makes sense and can be explained.
Yang Jian looked at the immortals in Qingfenglan and asked, "You have a private grievance with this Elder Yang?"
"I have never seen this person..."
The head of Qing Fenglan arched his hands to Yang Jian, with a little confident smile, and said: "True Monarch, Qing Fenglan has a large array of mountain guards, and there is no worry for the time being. It is better to return to Meishan with True Monarch protecting Brother Lu."
"Can't go," Lu Chunyang sighed softly, looking at the sword in his hand, "This is the end of the matter. I can only go shopping with them and find a chance."
"Brother Lu..." Qing Fenglan's leader paused for a while, chuckled twice, and raised his sleeves, "That's fine! If anyone wants to destroy my mountain gate, I will let them have no place to bury!"
"Brother head, let's not wait for them to attack the battlefield, otherwise the battlefield will be broken, how can the disciples deal with themselves?"
"Yes, let's go out!"
"Hahaha! Pan Dao really wants to kill today!"
"Everyone... everybody!"
Yang Jian's voice became louder, and the energetic Qingfenglan all immortals shut up immediately, looking at Yang Jian's figure one by one.
"I have my own method to solve today's situation, but you need to listen to me."
"True monarch, please tell me," the head of Qingfenglan said to Yang Jian, "If Qingfenglan can have a ray of life today, I would like to drive the true monarch!"
Yang Jian said: "Well, you stay here and hide the disciples under the realm of heavenly immortals into the ground. Just delay for a short time, and today's crisis can be resolved by itself."
An immortal asked straightforwardly: "But is there a Taoist master to come to help?"
Yang Jian took out a few spirit treasures, held a sword in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.
The three two-bladed guns are in the body, and the incarnation can only be used.
"This is nothing, it's just that I will return here in real form later, here, it's just an incarnation of me."
Yang Jian smiled calmly, with clouds under his feet, and his figure slowly rose into the air.
"I'll go with you!" Lu Chunyang was about to jump up immediately, but was shot by Yang Jian and pressed it to the ground.
"He head, look up on Brother Lu, I will scare them. Brother Lu can rest assured that even this incarnation is not their enemy."
This tone was somewhat arrogant, but none of the immortals present could refute it.
He Mudan hurried forward, clasping Lu Chunyang's arms tightly with both hands, and together with the other immortals, he watched Yang Jian rise to the front of the mountain guard formation.
As soon as the head of Qingfenglan opened the big formation, Yang Jian's figure had already stepped out of the formation without hindrance.
Holding the long spear in his right hand, the tip of the spear pointed diagonally forward, and the left hand holding the long sword, the sword light was slightly cold.
The Chaotian Pavilion members who were about to attack the big formation stepped back again. This was not an order from someone, but just saw Yang Jian and backed away.
The immortals inside knew that this was the incarnation of Yang Jian, but the group outside didn't know it at all; and Yang Jian would take the initiative to say it, but it was just to make Lu Chunyang feel at ease.
If Lu Chunyang feels that he is a drag and a cumbersome, with his temperament as the meaning of the word, coupled with the sudden despair that the Jade Emperor is going to kill him, maybe he will really wipe the sword across his neck...
One by one Chaotian Pavilion only said that their future leader appeared, and this leader, in addition to his profound background, defeated Kong Xuan's ruthless'God of War' on his own.
Go forward alone, who dares to commit?
Going alone, who can stop?
The middle-aged Taoist aunt said to Yang Jian, "True Monarch, please don't make it difficult for me to do it."
Yang Jian didn't say a word, his eyes passed through the Chaotian Pavilion battle formation and fell on the elder Yang who was standing high in the sky.
In my mind, I kept calculating that the knuckles of Yang Jian's hand holding the spear were a little white.
Universe escape method!
There was a sudden turmoil in the world here, and Yang Jian's figure disappeared in front of Chaotian Pavilion's immortals in the blink of an eye, and appeared above the sky!
The spear was smashed, the sword was shining, and the insights of observing the saint's way were all carried out by Yang Jian at this moment!
Then Elder Yang stared, he also wandered on the edge of life and death for an unknown number of times, only to have today's Tao fruit, the method of fighting is not lost-this is also what he knew Yang Jian was here, but still dared to order the attack Ego root.
But when Yang Jian suddenly appeared dozens of feet away in front of him, he came with a fierce slaughter, and there was only one countermeasure in his heart!
escape!
This elder Yang was about to retreat, suddenly felt that his movements were three points slower than usual, and even his soul was restrained by some inexplicable killing intent!
The dignified quasi-sage master, facing Yang Jian's strong blow, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"Yang Jian!"
Although the quasi-sages are quasi-sages, their supernatural powers are not so vast~EbookFREE.me~ but they have the realm of cultivation.
In comparison, the quasi-sages of the Taoist three religions can be called great supernatural powers, and they are personally passed on by the saints, and their supernatural powers are not comparable to these self-cultivating quasi-sages.
This Elder Yang's strength, in Yang Jian's eyes, was also comparable to the dead rabbit Chang Er Ding Guangxian.
A long spear was like a dragon, and then the sword light arrayed, and flashed across the sky.
Elder Yang came out with all his methods, but he couldn't stand Yang Jian's desperate bombardment!
Seeing that Yang Jian and this elder Yang were about to collide face-to-face, suddenly the shadows of mysterious guns burst out all over the sky. The dozens of magic talisman formations arranged by this elder Yang were directly torn apart, and more than a dozen treasures sacrificed were beaten. Throwing around, the figure was swallowed by the gun shadow!
With blood splashing, Yang Jian's figure passed by the elder Yang, and the sword in his hand struck a trace of lingering, and cut off a head.
After destroying Nigongwan and sealing this person's soul, Yang Jian easily trapped this person's soul in the "birdcage" made by Xuangang, and then carried the birdcage toward the Qingfenglan Mountain.
Just follow...
He did a simple thing like hitting a bird, his complexion was calm and his breath was not chaotic.
The Chaotian Pavilion scattered all around, staring at the whereabouts of Yang Jian from a distance.
The mountain guarding formation cracked open, and Yang Jian strolled in, without a word, but it was enough to make the Chaotian Pavilion people here dare not act rashly.
The middle-aged Taoist aunt gave a miserable laugh, sighed in a low voice, and sent several jade charms in her hand...