Jin Jianhua couldn't help sighing.
"If he can be recruited, I believe that the strength of the younger generation of Jinyuan Country will greatly increase."
Looking at the two fighting in the air, Jin Jianhua didn't even mean to fight.
when!
At this time, the weapons of Yang Fan and Ji Jun collided in the air again, and the metal collision sounded all around.
There were many monks standing around and watching, watching the fight between the two with the mentality of watching the show.
The battle of the strong in half-step through the catastrophe period is rare in the entire Wuyuan Continent, so they will not miss this opportunity.
At this time, Yang Fan had only one finger left in his right hand, which was the most powerful hand.
It seems that Yang Fan and Ji Jun are tied, but in fact Ji Jun is defending both. If it weren't for the strong defense of Qingyang's Devil Slayer Umbrella, Ji Jun would lose.
"damn it."
Ji Jun roared in his heart.
Thinking of him, a strong man who had half-stepped through the catastrophe period, was actually evenly fought by a monk in the fit period. This was an insult to him.
In addition, there are hundreds of monks around him watching Yang Fan fight with him, and most of the monks have already recognized his identity.
All of a sudden, the discussion raged in Ji Jun's ears, making him furious.
"Dare to be distracted when you fight against me?"
Yang Fan seized the opportunity, stabbing his right hand with his fingers, pointing straight at Ji Jun's heart.
"not good!"
Ji Jun was shocked and hurriedly blocked the Qingyang Demon Slayer Umbrella in front of his chest.
Cang!
Yang Fan pierced the Qingyang Demon Slayer Umbrella with his finger, unexpectedly making a sound that only metal collision can make.
Click!
Suddenly, a small crack opened on the contact surface between Qingyang Demon Slayer Umbrella and Yang Fan's consistent hand.
"what?!"
Ji Jun looked at the small crack in disbelief.
The seven-star defense magic weapon was actually pricked by a finger of Yang Fan. Who would believe it?
Believe it or not, I don't believe it.
"Ji Guogong can't win a fit-up boy."
"And even his natural defensive magic weapon is cracked."
"I see, that middle-aged man's cultivation base is just a mere illusion."
A monk in the late stage of the fit shook his head and said.
"The words of fellow Daoist are just what I want. I don't know what the friend is called?"
Another monk in the later stage of the fit arched his hands at the monk in the later stage of the fit.
"Under Qi Deyou, local people."
The merged late monk's way that opened earlier.
"Oh, Brother Qi is actually a local person. Zhu Junyuan, a tutor from the Spark Academy of Huoyuan Country."
"Brother Zhu is actually from Huoyuan Country? And he's from Xinghuo Academy?"
Qi Deyou looked at Zhu Junyuan in surprise.
"Just laughed."
Zhu Junyuan humbly arched his hands.
"Brother Zhu, I am not a talented person, he is an inner gate elder of Jubao Pavilion."
This time it was Zhu Junyuan's turn to be shocked.
"Brother Qi, you seem to be familiar with the middle-aged man in the sky?"
Zhu Junyuan looked up and watched the battle between Yang Fan and Ji Jun. At this time, the two were in deep water and couldn't talk.
"Of course. That person is Ji Jun, the current Lord Ji Guo."
Qi Deyou had a hint of contempt in his tone.
"Listening to Brother Qi's tone, I look down on Ji Jun very much."
Zhu Junyuan was puzzled.
"Humph!"
After hearing this, Qi Deyou snorted coldly, staring at Ji Jun, sarcastically.
"Compared with their ancestors, the Ji family has declined a lot. You must know that when Jinyuan State was founded, the strength of Ji Guogong at that time was the strength of the Mahayana period. But today, the current Ji Guogong has only half-stepped through the catastrophe period."
Zhu Junyuan suddenly realized.
"Brother Zhu, how old do you think I am?"
Qi Deyou spoke suddenly.
"It should be... less than two thousand years old."
Zhu Junyuan paused and frowned.
Qi Deyou laughed.
"I'm two thousand five hundred years old this year. Brother Zhu guess Ji Jun's age again."
Zhu Junyuan glanced at Ji Jun again.
"It should be four thousand years old."
Qi Deyou laughed again.
"It's five thousand years old."
"how is this possible?"
Zhu Junyuan exclaimed, "Looking at Ji Jun's appearance, it is indeed the appearance of a 4,000-year-old man."
"Brother Zhu, you would be wrong. Ji Jun has only half-stepped through the catastrophe at the age of five thousand, which is enough to show that his talent is very poor. Compared to their ancestors, it is really insignificant."
"How high is the talent of the ancestor of the Ji family?"
Zhu Junyuan is hard to estimate.
"I remember Ji Yongning, who was the first in the Ji family, was named Ji Yongning. At the time, he was a mastermind of the Five Sources Continent. The Mahayana powerhouse, who was less than four thousand years old, was also the youngest Mahayana powerhouse in history. "
Zhu Junyuan was shocked.
Perhaps, in a few years or more than a decade, if Zhu Junyuan knows that there will be a mahayana powerhouse who will not even reach fifty years old in the future, how will he feel? What's even more funny is that he had seen the strong Mahayana up close. And the Mahayana powerhouse who was under fifty, no, even under thirty, was Yang Fan.
But this is all about the future.
While Qi Deyou and Zhu Junyuan were discussing Yang Fan and Ji Jun, they didn't know that a stranger had quietly appeared next to him, and that stranger was the person that Jin Jianhua condensed with his spiritual consciousness.
Jin Jianhua remained silent. Hearing the discussion between the two, the corners of his mouth rose, and he was even more fond of Yang Fan. He even had the idea of using the nine princess Jin Sihan to marry him.
Jin Jianhua is not a fool, he has long seen that the nine princesses Jin Sihan have a good impression of Ning Caichen in his heart.
If Yang Fan could agree to his marriage, then Jin Jianhua would definitely die happy.
However, if Jin Jianhua knew that the person claiming to be the thief of the Explosive Heaven Gang was Yang Fan in front of him, I wonder if Jin Jianhua would vomit blood.
At this moment, the sky suddenly changed.
Three thousand thunder phantom body! ! !
I saw Yang Fan's figure flashing, and in the next second, hundreds of Yang Fans surrounded Ji Jun, and every Yang Fan's strength could match Ji Jun's desire.
"This..."
Seeing that he was surrounded, Ji Jun suddenly lost the thought of continuing to fight.
"interesting!"
Jin Jianhua smiled at the corner of his mouth.
As a strong man in the Mahayana period, of course he could see the secrets of these clones.
"Heaven-level high-level exercises!"
Jin Jianhua nodded in satisfaction.
"I surrender!"
At this moment, Ji Jun's voice resounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone was stunned. After all, they didn't have the strength of Jin Jianhua, and couldn't understand the secrets of the three thousand thunder phantoms, so they thought that Yang Fan's thousands of clones were just an empty shelf.
"People, if you take it away, Ji Guo Gong will no longer hold your friends accountable."
"What, I didn't hear it wrong, Ji Guogong actually persuaded him."
"Why did Ji Guogui admit defeat? Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?"
Facing Ji Jun's surrender, Yang Fan was expressionless, as did Jin Jianhua on the ground.
"Why?"
Yang Fan said indifferently.
"what?"
Ji Jun thought he heard it wrong.
"You can fight if you want, or give up if you want to lose. I don't have the face to pass it."
Hearing Yang Fan's words, Ji Jun's mouth twitched fiercely.
In terms of face, I am the one who has no face.
