Chapter 400

When Yang Jian's words fell, without any hesitation, the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand stabbed fiercely, and a brilliant blade flower appeared in the air.

'Whew', and came to Wang Xiaoming's face in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming made a move with one hand, and a touch of golden light shone in his palm, and at the moment when the three-pointed two-edged knife stabbed it, it exploded, and the two touches of momentum collided, causing a huge shock in this world.

Thundered!

The surrounding rocks and woods all shook, and waves of air spread out, causing everyone watching the battle to retreat one after another.

Watching this shocking scene from the sidelines, the Roaring Sky Dog was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind the Meishan brothers, and said with a look of fear: "This kid actually has such a powerful mana, is it an immortal?"

Boss Mei raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but glance at the Howling Sky Dog.

The Roaring Sky Dog lowered his head a little timidly, and muttered: "Is it original, can you fight with the master like this, how many immortals from all walks of life in the Three Realms can there be?"

Boss Mei didn't blame the Roaring Sky Dog, he pondered for a while, and said, "Second Master, I'm afraid I've encountered a strong opponent. ”

Mei Laosi responded: "In the Three Realms, there should be only him who can fight with the second master like this, except for the stinky monkey." ”

Regarding the conversation between the Roaring Sky Dog and the Meishan brothers, Yang Jian and Wang Xiaoming did not hear or care, and both sides watched quietly.

For Wang Xiaoming's toughness, Yang Jian frowned slightly between his handsome eyebrows after pondering for a long time, because he never expected that this slightly immature child would have such cultivation.

Yang Jian can be sure that this little guy is even better than the third prince Nezha.

Although I don't know how many such ideas are not true, Yang Jian is sure in his heart that this kid is definitely not an ordinary opponent.

"Are you familiar with Agarwood?" Yang Jian's face was a little cloudy, and a trace of coldness flashed in his deep eyes, and he asked.

When Wang Xiaoming heard this, he wrinkled his nose and thought about it, he was a little tiger-headed, and he looked really cute, but in such a situation now, he couldn't be cute.

"It's not very familiar. It seemed that after thinking for a long time, Wang Xiaoming said with a smile at Yang Jian.

"Then why did you help him?" Yang Jian took a step forward, moving without wind, and a touch of oncoming coercion swept towards Wang Xiaoming, and if he didn't say a word, he would do it immediately.

Wang Xiaoming thought that Yang Jian would be a battle maniac, but he didn't expect that he would test it with a move, and then use his mouth to set up his background.

It seems that each world, the same name, different versions, each person's temperament seems to be very different.

"I don't need to explain to you how I can help him, anyway, everything you do is not for his good. Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "Actually, my clearest purpose is to do things." ”

"Huh??" Yang Jian was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's sabotage. Wang Xiaoming said: "For example, I am now taking agarwood to the heavenly court to make a big fuss, just like five ..... Oh no, this is 800 years, just like Sun Wukong made trouble in the heavenly palace 800 years ago, and he was turned upside down. ”

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Yang Jian couldn't help but sneer, and said, "It's ridiculous, do you really think that you dare to make trouble in the heavenly court with some ability?"

Wang Xiaoming rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's not that I haven't made trouble, I've made trouble many times, and I want to vomit." ”

The ears of the roaring dog are more sensitive, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and said: "This kid still wants to learn from the great sage of others to make trouble in the heavenly palace, and he really laughs at the dog master." ”

When Yang Jian heard the words of the Roaring Sky Dog, he turned his head and looked at the past.

The Howling Dog immediately shut up.

Yang Jian still has some mustard for Sun Wukong, and the Roaring Sky Dog is even more angry about the title of 'Great Sage', if Wang Xiaoming wasn't here, so much watching, he would probably have rushed over and kicked off the leg of the Roaring Sky Dog.

"Arrogant, really arrogant, just like that stinky monkey, lawless. Yang Jian couldn't help but say coldly.

As he spoke, he saw the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand spinning again, and one after another sharp blade light that could penetrate everything, the mana was monstrous, and it stabbed directly at Wang Xiaoming.

There was a screeching sound in the air, and the space was constantly distorted.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming held it in his hand, and the Qinglian Sword appeared, dodging all spell attacks.

The speed was dazzling, leaving behind afterimages.

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly, this kid is still fast.

I'm not slow, though.

When Wang Xiaoming's body flashed rapidly, Yang Jian also flashed quickly, and the two kept fighting in the sky, on the ground, and in the clouds, fighting more and more fiercely, as if no one had fallen into the disadvantage.

For the sake of Yang Jian's safety, the Meishan brothers have been following the clouds, fearing that it will spread, so they can only watch from afar.

The roaring dog also hid far away, secretly admiring in his heart, this little broken child is so powerful.

Yang Jian and Wang Xiaoming fought for a long time, stepped on a cloud, looked at him and said: "It seems that the cultivation is not low, there is no demon energy on the body, I really don't know, where did you come from, is it a demon or a demon?"

"I am beyond the Three Realms, not among the Five Elements, the head of the Six Realms. Wang Xiaoming said nonsense.

"Nonsense. Yang Jian was a little angry, feeling that talking to this kid was not only very annoying, but also seemed to be unable to get any information.

Yang Jian said, directly brushed his eyebrows with one hand, opened the eye of heaven, and a golden light shone directly on Wang Xiaoming's body.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the golden light emanating from Yang Jian's eyebrows, and knew that Yang Jian had opened the third glance to see what he was, and he didn't care.

Anyway, I'm a human being, an ordinary person, and I'm a first-grade elementary school student, an ordinary person.

Even if you take out the demon mirror, I don't have my original form, and I don't have a fox's tail exposed.

Yang Jian opened the eye of heaven and shone on Wang Xiaoming, observed for a long time, and found that there was no reason, a little helpless, and said: "It's not a demon, it's not a demon, are you really an immortal?"

"I'm still a Buddha. Wang Xiaoming said, his mind moved, and the Buddha seal of the word "*" appeared between his eyebrows, and his entire body had a powerful Buddha light, which seemed to be extremely dazzling.

Yang Jian couldn't help but retract the power of the Heavenly Eye, and was illuminated by such a dazzling Buddha light, covering his eyes subconsciously, and then looked at Wang Xiaoming and said, "Since Your Excellency is a disciple of the Buddhist Sect, then please don't come to mix in the affairs of the Heavenly Court, this is out of bounds." ”

"Huh..... This immortal monarch is here to make trouble in the heavenly court, if the old man comes, I am not afraid. Wang Xiaoming said with a disdainful face: "If the old man comes, I will call the Heavenless Buddha to see the two of them stubborn." ”

When Yang Jian heard Wang Xiaoming's words, he was confused and said, "What a mess." ”

Saying that, he seemed to be a little unbearable Wang Xiaoming, with a disgusted face, and flew away directly.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian and left directly, and said, "Hey.... Erlang Zhenjun, keep fighting!"

"No, I don't have time to waste like this. Yang Jian's voice spread far away, like a voice falling from the sky, long and loud.