"Humph! You people in Yuzhang City remember these rules very well. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Erlang God Yang Jian nodded disdainfully, and mocked mercilessly, "Since you know the rules, then let your immortal sword-level sword bearers come out and fight with me." It's really weird, you fairy sword-level sword bearers have the courage to fight with me, but you don't dare to face me face to face, so you can only send a junior out, which really makes people laugh and lose their big teeth. ”

"I think Lord Manifest Erlang Zhenjun may have misunderstood, it is not someone else who is fighting with you, it is just that you are not talented." Gu Xuanyuan said proudly.

"You !!!" Erlang Zhenjun's face finally showed a look of shock, he looked Gu Xuanyuan up and down carefully, and still asked in disbelief, "I didn't misread your level!" Little girl, which nerve is wrong for you, a spirit sword-level sword holder actually has the courage to challenge me, do you want to bring me tea and water so much? ”

"I think it's better to put away your guts and call out your guts fairy sword-level sword wielder." Yang Jian shook his head and said.

"Dare to ask the Manifest Saint Erlang Zhenjun, there can be a rule in your rules that spirit sword-level sword bearers can't participate in the battle?" Gu Xuanyuan asked rhetorically without changing his face.

"It's not ......" Yang Jian shook his head helplessly, from this question he already understood Gu Xuanyuan's absolute intention, then there is nothing to say, hurry up and defeat this little girl, so as not to waste time here.

"That's it! Since you little girl is going to be my maid, I won't stop you, and liberate your sword girl! Yang Jian said with a lack of interest.

"No need, let's go to war, I'm still waiting to go back to dinner." Gu Xuanyuan said a word, and almost choked Yang Jian to death.

"You little girl doesn't know what to do, what are you capable of in your shallow years? Hurry up and liberate your sword girl, otherwise Ben Zhenjun will be careless for a while, and it will not be cost-effective to cut off your head directly. Although Yang Jian's words were mocking, there was a rare sense of concern in his words, as if he was protecting Gu Xuanyuan's life.

"Dare to ask the Manifestation Saint Erlang Zhenjun, can there be a rule in your rules that the sword lady herself must fight, and the sword wielder cannot fight with you?" Gu Xuanyuan pushed back Erlang Zhenjun's words at one time.

"......" Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian didn't speak, but felt a nameless fire emerge from his heart, quickly burning all over his entire body, "Since you little girl doesn't know what to do, don't blame Ben Zhenjun for being ruthless." ”

Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian took the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand horizontally, and then said majestically, "Ben Zhenjun stands here and does not move, let you make thirty moves, if you can make Ben Zhenjun take a step back, even if Ben Zhenjun loses." ”

"Cut!" Gu Xuanyuan took a sip, is this Erlang Zhenjun's head full of? At this time, he is still playing such a boring handsomeness.

Even if he doesn't have in his head, Gu Xuanyuan will give him.

"The first move, Chaos Open the Sky!" Erlang Zhenjun gave Gu Xuanyuan a chance to make thirty moves, but Gu Xuanyuan wanted to end Erlang Zhenjun with one move, so the starting move was the first move of "Chaos Swordsmanship", and it was also the most violent move in the Chaos Swordsmanship.

Although the move of "Chaos Open the Sky" is extremely powerful, it is bland on the surface, like a three-year-old child's trick.

So when Gu Xuanyuan used this move, Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian didn't take this move to heart at all, but only slightly put the two-edged knife in his hand forward.

In Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian's imagination, this vertical can directly seal all the next changes of Gu Xuanyuan, and it can be followed without effort.

And at the beginning of the next story, as Yang Jian envisioned, the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand did block Gu Xuanyuan's sword.

But then Yang Jian's color changed, and he suddenly felt a burst of power from the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand. Yang Jian, who was careless, couldn't reach it, and before the immortal power in his body could be used, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand had already taken off his hand and flew to a place a few hundred meters away.

"You ......" Before Yang Jian's words could be spoken, Gu Xuanyuan's next attack came like a tide. Yang Jian, who had lost his weapon, was so bitter that he couldn't move his body to avoid Gu Xuanyuan's attack, nor could he retrieve his weapon, the three-pointed two-edged knife, so he could only use his own pair of fleshy palms to deal with the spirit sword in Gu Xuanyuan's hand.

"Even if Ben Zhenjun only has one hand left, it's not something that a junior like you can bully!" Yang Jian's heart was embarrassed and angry, and he decided to take out seventy or eighty percent of his ability, and at the same time began to operate the method of Nine Turns Xuangong. Yang Jian's originally flesh-colored palms instantly turned golden, as if they were made of pure gold.

The Nine Turns Xuangong is the strongest body refining skill in the legend, and when practiced to an extremely high level, the body is like the hardest iron stone in the world, not inferior to those famous guns and swords.

So don't underestimate these meat palms, purely in terms of weapon strength, the hardness of these meat palms is not inferior to Yang Jian's weapon three-pointed and two-edged knife.

And it is precisely because of this kind of divine power to protect his body that he dares to continue to practice his promise not to leave an inch, and intends to use his flesh palm to deal with Gu Xuanyuan's next attack.

But after just a few moves, Yang Jian began to regret it, because the strength of this woman far exceeded Yang Jian's imagination.

First of all, the other party's swordsmanship, as if it was out of the blue, completely contrary to all the common sense in the world, the last second was still in front of Yang Jian, but the next second the sword blade had already circled Yang Jian's back. And Yang Jian's kung fu on a weapon all fell on the body of the three-pointed two-edged knife, and there was no achievement in the palm, from beginning to end, he didn't even touch the weapon of Gu Xuan Yuan, and more than a dozen holes were cut out on his body by Gu Xuan Yuan, and a large amount of fairy blood gushed out from the wound, making Yang Jian's body covered in blood, where is there still half a point of Erlang showing the demeanor of the Holy True Monarch.

"Ahh At this moment, Yang Jian couldn't care about the promise of making you thirty moves motionless, and his body jumped into the air suddenly, dodging Gu Xuanyuan's next attack, and at the same time, a pair of fleshy palms grabbed the Zhuxian Sword in Gu Xuanyuan's hand, and the Nine Turns Xuangong worked to the extreme, in a vain attempt to directly break the sword girl in Gu Xuanyuan's hand.

This is not an impossible thing for Yang Jian, the Nine Turns Xuangong is unparalleled in the world, and the spirit sword-level sword girl who was broken in Yang Jian's hand is not a thousand but a hundred, even if this sword girl cannot be broken under one blow, but Yang Jian believes that it can still give this sword extremely fatal damage, and it will be broken after a few more times.

But what Yang Jian never expected, when his hands grabbed the sword and prepared to exert force, a familiar feeling gushed out of the sword, and as soon as the sharp sword qi turned like this, Yang Jian felt that his palm was loosened, and all ten fingers were separated from Yang Jing's palm in an instant, and the heavenly maiden fell down like a scattered flower.

With just a sword qi, it actually directly cut off all ten of Yang Jian's fingers.

"Zhu Immortal Sword!" This feeling is too familiar to Yang Jian, so familiar that 10,000 years have passed, and he also remembers it firmly, and he has never forgotten it for a moment.