Chapter 698: Stygian attack!

"Quickly withdraw!"
"No! Otherwise the second master is in danger!"
"Suppress Yang Jian with all your strength!"
Seeing that Yang Jian suddenly broke out, he was about to lift up the shadow of the heavy Buddha with one hand. All the monks who were disturbed by the backlash were all injured. How could they not be surprised, how could they not be anxious.
Yang Jian lowered his head, his body was covered in blood mist, but his right hand was raised inch by inch, his body never trembling.
If you could see Yang Jian's expression, it would be extremely hideous at this moment.
It was a sharp pain from the bone marrow to the root of the hair. The bone marrow was cracked and flesh and blood was surging, but it was squeezed crazily by the external force.
In a daze, Yang Shu remembered the nine changes of bones and muscles and blood...
The pain is nothing but the tempering of oneself, the tempering of his will; what he has suffered at this time is nothing compared to the pain of penetrating the seventy-two profound beads with the Xuan Gang in the past!
Get rid of the reference! Beat Buddhism! Otherwise, I will never be safe!
Yang Jian only has this obsession in his heart!
The lifting of the right hand caused a little confusion around the Buddha's light, and the pressure on the left arm was significantly reduced.
Taking a big step forward suddenly, Zhunzi's golden body is only ten feet away from Yang Jian at this time!
"Yang Jian……"
The faint sound squeezed out between Zhunti's teeth, it was really suppressed by the Thousand Buddha Array.
Yang Jian took another step forward, and when he landed on the ground, a blood mist burst out around his body, and the muscles and muscles all over his body were a little dry.
But when Yang Jian slowly raised his head, the unconcealed killing intent in his eyes instantly defeated Zhun Ti's state of mind.
Click
Yang Jian's right hand suddenly heard the sound of bone cracking, but a cloud of blood mist wrapped it up, his right hand suddenly rounded up, and it returned to its original state in an instant.
Xuanhuang indestructible body, the power of indestructibility first appeared.
"Yang Jian... the deity... apologizes with you... Since then... Qiu has not committed any crime..."
Yang Jian didn't pay any attention, and his eyes were covered by blood mist, staring at Zhun Ti.
Another step!
With a thought, the three-pointed two-bladed spear flew out of the black turtle belt, but as soon as this dragon spear appeared, cracks appeared in the spear body, and the black dragon wailed.
Yang Jian squeezed the gun body, slowly but extremely firmly, and handed it forward.
Zhunti's body trembled slightly, as if to make some struggling, but under the suppression of the Thousand-Buddha Formation, the saint Zhunti at this time was already incompetent.
The universe here has been completely distorted, the Tao is no longer, the vitality is no longer there, and Zhunti must use all the mana to resist the pressure of the surroundings, and there is no possibility of half-breaking back.
"Stop the big array!" Kassapa suddenly appeared in front of Randeng and screamed at Randeng.
"No!" Ran Deng immediately replied, "If the Thousand Buddha Array is removed, the second leader may not be able to deal with all the powerful blows of Yang Jian at this time!"
"The second master is about to be cut by Yang Jian!" Kaye's handsome face showed anger, "burning the ancient Buddha, you have to count the second master!"
"How could I be like this! Don't slander me!" Ran Deng looked distressed and looked down, seeing Yang Jian's three-pointed two-bladed spear not far from the saint's golden body... "Kaye, seriously Don’t fall short! The saint is immortal, you can rest assured."
"Reassured?"
Suddenly, Kassapa made a shot at Nian Deng, and a Buddha seal hit Nian Deng's chest; Nian Deng had never expected that the disciple of the saint, who had always been gentle and humble, would suddenly make a move. He was not in a hurry to dodge, and was directly shot out.
"Stop the Thousand Buddhas Formation! Rush to help the second leader!"
Kassapa gave an order that the high monks who had inspired the power of the Buddha kingdom withdrew their hands at the same time, the shadow of the Buddha kingdom all over the sky turned into golden light and exploded, the vast power of thought broke the path, and turned into a wave of waves rushing across the underworld.
At the moment when the formation dissipated...
Yang Jian let out a roar, and the figure rushed forward; the golden body flashed wildly, and immediately dodged to one side.
The time to beheaded is fleeting!
Yang Jian's actions were decisive enough and he was ruthless in his actions, but he was not easy to deal with.
Between the lightning and flint, the golden body of Zhunti's saint suddenly'increased', and the position of his heart was dangerously and dangerously away from the tip of Yang Jian's gun.
The three-pointed two-edged spear pierced into the saint's golden body, and he snorted and hurriedly retreated.
How did Yang Jian let him escape? Carrying a mist around his body, the fist edge rolled up the Xuangang's sharp edge, and his left hand tightly held the split gun barrel of the dragon spear!
One punch to break the cloud and water, two punches to break the city!
Two consecutive punches on Zhun Ti Jin's body are all Yang Jian's tense strengths; Zhun Ti's vitality is not restored at this time, and he is unable to resist, the gold body is actually smashed into a large depression, and the breath of the whole body is almost smashed!
"dead!"
The three-pointed two-bladed spear slammed horizontally, and bursts of saint blood gush out.
"Spare me!"
The quasi-lifting emperor's begging for mercy suddenly stopped, but it was not that the soul was directly beheaded by Yang Jian; Yang Jian blasted two punches with all his strength, and he had just escaped from the suppression of the Thousand Buddha Array, and he himself fell into an embarrassing situation where the old and new forces could not be connected.
Yang Jian's offensive moves can only be regarded as a heavy blow to Zhunzhun, hurting his vitality and rooting, and he is still unable to take his life.
What made Zhun Ti stop begging for mercy was the sword light that suddenly burst out behind Yang Jian!
It was a fierce sword stained with endless blood. The body of the sword was light-transmissive and not half carved. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it could cut off the evil of all things.
Sword name, Yuantu!
The sword light suddenly hit the body, still piercing Yang Jian’s heart from behind. The timing of the pinch is the key moment when Yang Jian’s old power is dissipated and the new power has not been continued. The person who shot is the top power in this world, Old Styx Zu...
The situation has changed suddenly, and the light of Buddha is still permeating. No one has ever noticed when the ancestor of Styx came behind Yang Jian and stabbed this terrible sword...
Yuding's figure flashed away in the same place, but he could not keep up with the speed of this sword.
The picture is almost frozen...
The Buddha is laughing, the ghost is crying, the sentient beings are chanting and praying, and the ancestor of Styx has condensed from the blood dance, and there is only a touch of pride on that face.
呲
This was the soft noise made when Yuan Tu pierced Yang Jian's body. Yuan Tu sword sank in from behind Yang Jian and passed through his chest.
Yang Jian's body trembled slightly, looking down at the tip of the sword in front of him, and then, his right hand was wrapped in a layer of Xuan Gang, and he grabbed it directly.
The smile on the corner of the mouth of the ancestor Styx suddenly solidified, and he immediately retreated with his sword, but Yang Jian directly held the tip of the sword by Yang Jian.
The spear swept back, and Yang Jian suddenly flashed hundreds of cold light on his back, and Xuan Gang shot at the ancestor of Styx!
Isn’t the heart vein the key to the physical practitioner?
Just like the Nigong Maru of the primordial monk...
Before he had time to think about it, the ancestor of the Styx dodged his body and retreated, avoiding the Xuangang blasting from the sky.
And taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhunti's golden body fled in embarrassment, turned into a golden light and escaped hundreds of miles, and after regaining his human form, he was stained with blood. A mouthful of old blood spouted half a meter away and was protected by a group of Buddhist monks.
Yang Jian did not rush to catch up, but turned around with a green face, holding a spear in his left hand, a mysterious energy wrapped Yuantu sword, and slowly pulling out his chest.
The body still trembled unconsciously, Yang Jian's face was pale, and he took a Nine-Ranking Gold Pill and stuffed it into the entrance.
Holding Yuantu Sword in his right hand, holding a three-pointed two-bladed spear in his left hand, he was covered with blood scabs, and his long hair wet with blood mist stuck to his face.
He spoke slowly, his voice was like a wandering soul wandering for tens of thousands of years, above the blood lake, in front of the capital city, in the Nether Realm, it was still so icy cold!
"Survival to survive, death to death."
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Jian suddenly performed seventy-two changes, urging the Nine Heavens Fu Yao Jue, and rushed directly towards the ancestor of the river!
The face of the ancestor of the Styx changed drastically, and Yang Jian was directly robbed of his momentum, and he immediately pulled away and flew in the direction of the Buddhist masters, trying to bring the disaster to the west.
But at this time, Yang Jian seemed to have determined that he would be killed first, and ignored the Buddhist monks and saints Zhun mention, just chasing Styx!
Because Yang Jian knows what kind of enemy is the most terrifying and what kind of person is the most threatening to his family.
Xiao Chan'er was injured by Burning Lantern, but when Yang Jian was furious, he directly raised it madly, because Burning Lantern was far less threatening than Zhun mentioned.
And now, the ancestor of Styx succeeded in a sneak attack, so Yang Jian had to put his mind on Styx first...
The ancestor of Styx, this great power from ancient times doesn't care about skin, and doesn't care about reputation.
He is the lord of the sea of ​​blood, who swept across the world and killed Wuji; Nuwa made people and became holy, and the ancestors of Styx followed suit, but they created the slaughter race—the Shura people. It is clear how their minds are.
But Styx refines the entire sea of ​​blood, claiming that the sea of ​​blood does not wither, and the sea of ​​Styx does not die. It is on the side of the Netherworld.
If it comes to harm, it is almost the same as Kunpeng!
Now, Styx has taken the initiative to attack Yang Jian, striving to kill with one blow. This is already a murderous enemy, and he will never die!
He can withstand the sword of Styx, how about Master? Where's Xiao Chan'er? Where's the mother?
No matter how shameless Zhunti is, at least there are still many ways to involve all parties to threaten the restriction. It is still the phrase ‘you can run away from the monk’s temple’.
But this ancestor of the Styx is an ‘assassin’ of a ‘single stick’. If you have a grudge, you must get rid of it!
The Yuantu sword keeps trembling, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is naturally the ancestor of the Styx who called it back when he fled; but Yang Jian, who used the method of change, still held this fierce sword tightly and suppressed it with his own power. , So Yuantu has no chance of escape.
Survive to live, to die to die!
These eight characters are like magic spells, making Styx’s cold mood inexplicably flustered; but the ancestors of Styx are indeed vast, and this method of escape is quite outstanding. Yang Jian used the Nine Heavens Swing Technique, and he couldn’t chase it for a while. on.
But the distance between the two is constantly getting closer.
The ancestor of Styx gradually calmed down. The reason why he fled was not because he was afraid of Yang Jian, but because he was worried that Yang Jian and Yuding real person would attack at the same time. That was the most difficult situation.
After flying thousands of miles away, there was only Yang Jian's breath behind him, and Ancestor Styx couldn't help but sneered.
Even if Yang Jian was supporting him, it was still difficult to conceal the situation where his heart veins were injured and his body was severely injured; the ancestors of the Styx River consciously had some skills to find a nether mountain, rushed into it, turned and brewed a counterattack.
If Styx knew that the pill that Yang Jian swallowed at will was the Rank Nine Golden Pill, I wonder if the ancestor of Styx has the courage to stop the battle.
"Yang Jian, is the burial place I chose for you good?"
The sullen laughter of the ancestor Styx came from the mountain, but Yang Jian did not hesitate to recover his true form and fell sharply towards the top of the mountain.
The Abi sword was unsheathed, and the ancestors of the Styx River had gusts of yin wind around him, and the ghosts of the entire Netherworld seemed to be struggling and howling.
Yang Jian didn't say a word, he was covered in blood, his eyes did not fluctuate, his forehead was raised and he scanned the surroundings, and then he rushed down.
Left hand dragon spear, right hand Yuantu.
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