The clouds are rolling in the sky, and the branches and leaves on the ground are flying, and at this time, it will be perfect with the BGM of "The Great Sage Returns"!

Ye Fan still couldn't overlap the sassy man in a suit who loved to drink milk tea yesterday with the towering, sassy and heroic figure in front of him, he just wanted to summon a clone to delay the time, after all, Qianli Ming had come out, and there were tasks on the book of the Immortals, indicating that Heavenly Court had already attached importance to it, so as long as it dragged on the time, someone would naturally come to clean it up.

But I never wanted to summon a boss directly.

If he changed his identity with the old man, Ye Fan thought to himself that his voice would definitely be ...... I'm Ge Fangping, and I'm panicking now.

Just kidding, in Ye Fan's shallow cognition, Erlang God has always been the one that Heavenly Court can fight the most, even if it is just a clone, it is not something that a previous generation of land can be called.

In fact, the old man saw a burst of silver light in front of him, and in an instant, in the light, the wind and clouds seemed to change color, and the fluorescence illuminated a handsome but cold face.

"Yang Jian!" Ge Fangping said in horror.

The knife sharpens the eyebrows, the three eyes, the heroic spirit between the eyebrows is fully displayed, showing the name of the true monarch of the holy Erlang, who doesn't know who doesn't know?

Not only him, but all the gods and monsters in the world saw the coming, and their first reaction was to run!

It's not that you're too weak, it's that your opponent is too strong!

Nine turns of Yuan Gong, the law is like heaven and earth.

Seventy-two changes, five thunders.

Who has the strength to fight?

Run!

Come on!

Ge Fangping immediately drew up a trick and wanted to escape.

But before he could fly, the figure in front of him flashed, and a long knife crossed him, cutting him off in a fraction of a second.

He stepped back again and again, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Jian had stopped in front of him.

Ge Fangping now has no indifference when facing Ye Fan, and he is calm. I thought that the scene I directed and acted by myself last time could be temporarily hidden from Heavenly Court, but who would have thought that only a few days later, his traces had already been discovered by Heavenly Court, and he actually directly sent Erlang God to capture his small land.

"Dare to ask the immortals what is the purpose of looking for old decay?"

The old man still had a hint of luck and asked.

However, Yang Jian did not reply, and with a wave of the knife, it was a sword light transformation.

Ge Fangping still didn't understand the reason, and hurriedly turned his body and retreated to dodge.

"It's over!

But now it's not about thinking about this, you can't beat it, so let's think about how to run first.

On the way back, the old man took out a big knife and said, "Then dare to let Erlang Zhenjun try Xiaoxian's giant knife." ”

Take a closer look, it is the steel knife that fought with Fairy Zilin, it seems that not only the death of the old man at that time was fake, but also the big knife that Zilin took away.

Yang Jian still didn't say a word, ignored it, and immediately flew down, and the three-pointed two-edged knife pointed directly at the old man's eyebrows.

Ge Fangping didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly danced with a big sword, the wind was strong, and there was a spiral storm in front of him.

The whirlpool formed for a moment between the two.

But Yang Jian's speed did not decrease, and he actually rushed straight to the center of the storm, but in the storm, there were not only countless pieces of sword light, but also purple flowers and dark fires hidden in some unsightly directions.

I saw that Erlang Zhenjun's figure did not stop, and with a wave of the divine weapon in his hand, a loud "bang" came, and the storm instantly exploded into a chaotic wind howling, but there was an additional light curtain made of white silver light in front of him, and the spiritual power on the light curtain meandered and gathered.

Looking at the old man again, he had already flown dozens of meters away, and it turned out that this huge whirlpool was just trying to block him for a moment.

"People ran away!" Ye Fan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but shout.

Before the words fell, he heard a burst that broke the air, and immediately covered Ye Fan's voice, and the super high frequency made him have to cover his ears with both hands, almost piercing his eardrums, and also made him feel dizzy, and the buzzing sound echoed between the earth for a long time.

Ye Fan looked at it again after holding on to the discomfort, and found that Yang Jian changed the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand from holding it to holding it, and actually threw it out of the light curtain.

A sword light was speeding in the sky, and the target was not who was Ge Fangping, who was the escape, and the loud noise really came from this.

The old man made the biggest move in the formation, just to delay for a moment, but before he could fly far, a long knife was approaching in an instant, and he knew that if he was touched by the flying long knife, he would definitely open the flesh. Hurriedly turned around and blocked the vital point of his body with the giant knife in his hand.

The three-pointed two-edged knife has poked the throat of the old man, and when the two knives meet each other, the fire is full of fire, and the wind gusts.

I saw the old man fall again and again, the wind blew a mark on his face, and the straw hat on his head had long been shaved to shreds, his silver hair danced in the air, and a coin-sized blood hole appeared on his forehead......

Only then did Ye Fan see that the old man's forehead was hollow.

In an instant, Ge Fangping returned to the surface of the earth, and with the help of the support on the ground, he stabilized his figure.

But before he could catch his breath.

Yang Jian came into the air again, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and it was another heavy blow.

Ge Fangping didn't care about the flesh and blood on his face, and hurriedly met the attack, and between the light and shadow, the figures of the two were tightly pressed together, and the earth-shattering sound swept the earth, pulling out a long string of sparks.

At this moment, the old man felt that the wounds left on his body were all shaken open in an instant, and all his internal organs were about to be shattered.

Yang Jian would not give him a chance to rest, his body was non-stop, aggressive, and he made a series of death moves.

The old man beckoned left and right, and only then could he stabilize, and a suffocating sense of oppression swept over.

"Ahh

Listening to the loud shouting, the giant knife in his hand swirled around, and he hurriedly retreated, only to open a distance of more than ten meters.

Yang Jian didn't pursue this time, he also needed to calm down for a short time and fight again!

Ye Fan couldn't see it, he couldn't even see the fight just now, his figures were staggered, and he saw that the sky was colorful, wind and fire, and after dozens of seconds, the two of them separated, and he could tell who was who.

Unexpectedly, when he saw people, he saw an extra porcelain vial in the old man's hand and poured it into his mouth.

Ye Fan hurriedly shouted: "Made! shameless! ”

On the scene, Yang Jian has the absolute upper hand, even if it is just at that stand, it is enough to make people feel at ease.

So Ye Fan scoffed at this shameless behavior!

Ge Fangping didn't hear it, and taking drugs was also a last resort, his ears roared, the sky above his head was spinning, the earth under his feet was spinning, everything in the world seemed to have become confusing at this moment, and his immortal yuan had been exhausted.

The most terrifying thing is that he can still feel that Erlang God in front of him is still retracting his strength, and it seems that he wants to capture himself alive. But the good thing is that since you don't want to be a killer, it means that you still have a chance to run.

So he made a quick decision, and with a heartache, he took out the Sanqing jade liquid that he had treasured for hundreds of years, and drank it to instantly restore the immortal yuan, and at the same time stimulate his greatest ability.

"Come!"

The old man shouted, although his whole body was covered with wounds, and blood oozed out of the torn wounds, but his momentum did not decrease at all, his eyes were red, and the big knife in his hand had been replaced by a big gun about seven zhang long.

"Try my bastard!"

He knew that although the Juque Knife was much larger than the ordinary knife, it still suffered a loss compared to the three-pointed and two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand, so he could only change to a long weapon to see if he could open up a little distance.

Yang Jian just glanced at it, and immediately greeted him.

In Ye Fan's eyes, this kind of man is really handsome,

No amount of words can come to a battle,

Action is my best response.

"Brother Jianzi, if you win, I'll invite you to drink ten cups of hey tea!" Ye Fan shouted.

"Beat him up!

The two sides collided again, and in an instant, a huge force burst out.

The shadow of the knife and gun, continuous, the silver light is huge, dazzling, although it seems that the two of them are equal on the scene, but only the parties can understand the hardship.

The old man could feel that his immortal yuan was passing rapidly, and his physical strength was about to be exhausted, so he had to exert his strength again, swept with a gun, but opened up a little distance, and directly knocked Yang Jian out, and the gun intent hit the embankment, bursting the sand and gravel in the sky.

Ge Fangping was overjoyed when he saw the successful blow, and was about to escape, but he saw the figure that was clearly bounced off, and it actually fell from the sky, he hurriedly held up the big gun with both hands, and the blade just grabbed the crossbar, otherwise it would definitely go straight through the head.

Although he narrowly blocked the blow, the terrifying impact came, and he suddenly felt that all his internal organs were smashed. With a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing out, and the legs below were sunk deep into the soil.

"Ahh

Ge Fangping shouted, and countless dark fires gushed out around him, and Yang Jian had no choice but to give up the continuous oppression and slash with his sword.

The old man looked down, his legs were sunk in the soil below the knees, so he had to change his shape, and stamped on the ground with a gun in his right hand, relying on the force of a huge rebound to get himself flying again.

The earth slid down as the body jumped up, and when the dust cleared, the body that seemed to fall at any moment stood up crookedly and tremblingly with the Mixed Yuan Spear.

The body that was already stained with blood was covered with a layer of ash, and the bowed body seemed to be ten years old again.