Xue Lin has a great impression of Yang Jiong, although this person is so ugly. She said aloud: "Our elf clan stays in the north of the continent, and even demon beasts will not hunt and kill. In our free heavenly realm, demons, beasts, spirits, and monsters are all free and equal, can you three sects and two religions do it? Maybe as soon as they reach your realm, they will be hunted down as materials. ”

The Terran monk was speechless, everyone knew the kindness and peace of the elves in this continent, even if he wanted to make up false accusations for the elves.

Xue Lin continued: "Since ancient times, the two families of Taoism and Buddhism have regarded themselves as decent, and Tiandu, Longteng, and Biluo are also righteous and thin. Why do you want to fight with evil and kill my elves today? Tu Gang is for his own selfishness, and you are acting for the tiger?"

Xue Lin's questioning voice was reasonable, and several of the monks of the three sects and two sects lowered their heads in shame. Dongfang Zhanping and Abbot Yuanjue glanced at each other and quietly withdrew the flying sword.

Yang Jiong said to Erhu: "What about Gao Zhuoyang and Qianxi? They weren't blown into scum by crossing the Jindan Tribulation, right?"

Erhu said in his heart: "This monk's strength is extraordinary, and he looks even more strange, not only knows me, but also knows my two apprentices. ”

He pondered in his heart, and replied in his mouth: "Thank you for your concern, my two apprentices are very good." Two little cubs, why don't you roll over here and meet your friends?"

Gao Zhuoyang and Qianxi have quietly mixed into the only remaining Jindan team. The teacher's kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and the two of them have made up their minds to follow the Jindan elf to die in order to repay the teacher's kindness. Hearing the master's call, he immediately flew to Erhu's side and looked at Yang Jiong carefully.

Yang Jiong had never met them after his disfigurement, and the two naturally couldn't recognize who Yang Jiong was. Taking advantage of everyone's stunned moments, the erhu swaggered to the ground and retrieved his hands to pick them up.

The Enchantress also had one leg cut off, she glanced at Mei Yue, and then flew to the ground to find the severed leg. After a few breaths, she returned to Meiyue empty-handed and cried loudly. Her broken leg and Mei Yue's hand were all broken into pieces by the flying sword, and they could never be recovered.

Gao Zhuoyang and Qianxi were safe and sound, and Yang Jiong was happy in his heart. He said to the people, "Among my oath of true spirit is an oath to protect the elves. Today, the elven clan has suffered from this great calamity, if I stand by and watch, even if the Heavenly Dao lets me go, my master will not let me go. ”

"You all go back, fellow human race, I don't want to be your enemy." As for the oracle, hehe. He won't have to leave today. I happen to have an old reckoning with him. Hey, your name is Tu Gang, right?"

This translation was arrogant to the extreme, and everyone was stunned. Xue Xuan looked at Yang Jiong repeatedly, he really didn't know when the elf clan had such a special friend. Looking at Yang Jiong's cultivation again, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. A Yuanying Monk can't change the current situation of the battle at all.

Tu Gang was very surprised, this person knew that he was a divine envoy, and he dared to be so arrogant. He clearly understood that he was a Yuanying Cultivator, where did he get the confidence? Could it really be that he was a person from the Zixiao Nether Realm, and there were people in the God Realm who supported him. Even so, Tu Gang wanted to break his head, but he couldn't find any grudge between himself and this ugly ghost.

Yang Jiong's appearance is too gorgeous, and he is on an equal footing with the divine envoy. Everyone regarded him as a god on the same level as the divine envoy, and under fear, most people did not dare to use their divine thoughts to spy on Yang Jiong's reality and reality.

Xiahou Changqing spied on him, he flew out of the battle array and said: "Don't be deceived, he is just a clown who jumps off the beam and is grandstanding." A little Yuanying monk, I see how you protect the elven clan today. He took out a circle and slammed it into the top of Yang Jiong's head.

This circle is the circle that was originally given to Xiahou Ming to injure Yang Jiong. The circle is shining with golden light, and the buzzing sound is soul-stirring. The Yuanying Monk used this treasure, and the effect was countless times stronger than that used by Xiahou Ming.

Yang Jiong's flying sword caught up, and the circle was smashed with a "bell". The medium-grade spirit weapon is really easy and easy. Xiahou Changqing's face turned from white to blue, flashed a few times, and his mind was slightly injured.

The spells in his hands were linked, and the three elements of ice, water, and wood swarmed out. Behind the dense spells, a flying sword was hidden.

The mana shield was finally extinguished after a few flashes, and the ice picks and wooden thorns disappeared after hitting him. The hidden flying sword suddenly accelerated, stabbing Yang Jiong's body in one fell swoop, piercing through the ribs and exiting behind him. That flying sword surpassed the top-grade magic weapon, at least the top-grade magic weapon level.

It was careless again, Yang Jiong's body shook, and a dazzling knife light suddenly flashed in the air. When everyone looked closely, the flying sword had been split into countless small pieces, and Xiahou Changqing spurted out a mouthful of blood.

That flying sword was a low-grade spiritual weapon given to him by Tu Gang, and it was also Xiahou Changqing's natal magic weapon that was connected to his mind. The spirit weapon was cut off by Yang Jiong, which had already hurt his heart. A few monks around him quickly protected him and moved to the rear of the battle array.

Yang Jiong shouted: "You hit me so much, you have to let me cut you with a sword." If you let you run away like this, who will I ask to collect the debt?" The flying sword slashed towards Xiahou Changqing's body.

Just now, he was so angry that he closed the parting hook as soon as it came out, and even Tu Gang didn't see it clearly. To deal with the monks of the three sects and two sects, it is enough to bully them with a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

Several Yuanying monks saw that Yang Jiong's flying sword was fierce, and they sacrificed their flying swords to block it. There is a big gap between the middle-grade spiritual weapon and the high-grade magic weapon. One is a magic weapon used by gods and men in the divine realm, and the other is a magic weapon used by monks in the human world.

After a few "clicks, clicks", several flying swords were all cut off, and a long bloody mouth was pulled out of Xiahou Changqing's waist. If it weren't for those flying swords blocking each other, Xiahou Changqing would have been cut in half.

Yang Jiong was castrated, and the flying sword chased after him, aiming at Xiahou Changqing's head and slashing it. The dense flying swords next to him rushed out and attacked Yang Jiong together. The three factions and two sects shared the same hatred, and dozens of people sacrificed flying swords to save Xiahou Changqing.

Yang Jiong said angrily: "Shit-like things, there are so many people who save each other. You are always accustomed to the many deceiving the few. Today, I will teach you a good lesson, and the few can bully the many. With a flash in his hand, a long knife suddenly appeared. The blade is shiny and the hilt is curved like a snake's tail.

The medium-grade spirit weapon is mainly attacked, stabbing into the pile of people. The long knife was danced into an impenetrable circle of sword shadows by him, protected around his body, and then rushed into the battle array of the three factions and two sects with an indomitable spirit.

Yang Jiong was like an uncertain ball of light, screaming and exclamating one after another wherever he passed. In front of the best spiritual treasure, the magic weapon is as fragile as tofu, and it will break when you touch it. The monk's body could not withstand the slashing of the best spirit treasure, and the stumps danced in the sky, and the blood splashed one after another.

Yang Jiong is so mighty, he swallows mountains and rivers with a knife in his hand. Tu Gang had a faint fear in his heart, and he had a feeling that he couldn't take a knife. Although Yang Jiong just took the knife in his hand and waved it, instead of commanding it with divine thoughts.

The battle array was chaotic, and it became a trend for Yang Jiong to chase and kill everyone alone. For a while, the chickens flew and the dogs jumped, and where Yang Jiong passed, the monks of the three factions and two sects scattered and fled, not daring to approach his side.

The situation was one-sided, and Tu Gang said angrily: "You go together, destroy him first, and then destroy the elves." If there is a passive slack, I will kill him first. Sen Sen's murderous aura pounced on the monks of the three sects and two sects.

The gods forced the murderous aura, and the monks did not dare to flee anymore, and immediately surrounded Yang Jiong. Yang Jiong's refining body reaches the top grade magic weapon without injury, there is a medium-grade spirit weapon on the outside to hurt the enemy, and there is a parting hook to protect the body inside. Hundreds of flying swords approached, but none of them harmed him.

Xue Lin's beautiful eyes widened, and her small mouth was so startled that she could stuff an egg into it. Xue Xuan laughed and said, "Heaven will not kill me, heaven will not kill me! ”

Erhu just connected his hands, grabbed Qianxi and Gao Zhuoyang, and asked, "He seems to know you, do you know who he is?" It turned out that as soon as he exerted his hands, the wound opened again.

Qianxi and Gao Zhuoyang shook their heads blankly. Erhu said: "Remember well, think slowly, maybe you can remember who he is." In fact, he himself didn't even think about when such a great master knew him.

Because of Tu Gang's pressure, the monks of the three factions and two sects stepped forward desperately. For a while, the screams were incessant, and the severed magic weapon fell to the ground like rain.

Yang Jiong was brave and invincible, and finally rushed to Xiahou Changqing. Xiahou Changqing still had the slightest fighting intent at this time, and shouted in panic: "Brother Ruian, Brother Zhanping, Brother Qiandu save me." ”

Wang Rui'an, Dongfang Zhanping and others rushed over, trying to entangle Yang Jiong, and Xiahou Changqing took the opportunity to flee.

Yang Jiong smiled and said, "If you let you go like this, won't I be in vain with that sword?" The medium-grade spirit weapon quietly rushed behind Xiahou Changqing and cut off his legs with a sword.

Xiahou Changqing fainted to death, and at this time, everyone remembered that Yang Jiong also had a medium-grade spirit weapon flying sword, and he was looking for a good opportunity to defeat the enemy in the air. Yang Jiong was about to behead him with a sword, but Tu Gang attacked with a divine thought. Tu Gang finally made up his mind to personally attack Yang Jiong, and first tried to attack with his divine thoughts.

Ye Kai in the late stage of the Earth God, the divine thoughts could not kill Yang Jiong, and it was even more impossible for Tu Gang in the God Realm. Shen Nian successfully broke through Yang Jiong's Zifu defenses, but it did not pose a threat to Yang Jiong's Yuan Ying.

Yuan Ying has the help of the Soul Suppression Seal, and it is difficult for the attack of the Divine Mind to be effective. Unless the difference in the level of divine thoughts is too great, maybe the divine thoughts of the god king can kill Yang Jiong Yuanying with one blow.

Fighting between monks, in a small moment, a lot of changes will happen. Yang Jiong resisted the attack of the divine thought for a moment, and Xiahou Changqing was finally rescued. Tu Gang's divine attack was ineffective, and the command spirit weapon joined the attacking battle group.

Yang Jiong didn't dare to force the spirit weapon, and suddenly changed from offense to defense. The monks of the three sects and two sects finally breathed a sigh of relief, this god-killing donkey has poor skills, and he can only be beaten. Everyone rushed up, surrounded Yang Jiong tightly, and scrambled between the attacks.

When Yang Jiong joined Biluo Valley, he had the oath of a true spirit and would not harm Biluo Valley. Wang Ruian is not bad to him, the key is to marry Wang Qiong as his wife in the future. Facing his future father-in-law, how can Yang Jiong be heavy-handed.