Rumble!

The strong shock wave swept the two of them far away, and Yang Jian once again received the blessing of the sixth-layer phantom clone, and his strength rose sharply, finally shaking Tang Feng's mountain slightly.

But he was also shocked back, his retreat distance was almost twice that of Tang Feng, and judging from the overall reaction, Tang Feng also seemed much easier than him.

Obviously still not enough.

If you want to defeat this guy head-on, the power you gain is still far from enough.

Of course, Tang Feng knew that Yang Jian's power came from Erlang Zhenjun of the core universe, but what he needed to ponder now was that this kid's sudden outburst was because the Heavenly Venerable asked for help from the Heavenly Court Headquarters, or was the Feng Family Ancestor secretly playing ghosts?

Perhaps, there are both possibilities.

This was a thought flashing in his mind, but there was no pause in his behavior, Tang Feng rushed forward again, this time it became an active attack.

Sou!

With a teleportation-like impact speed, the mace smashed down towards Yang Jian's head.

Blessed by hundreds of times the speed of power, there is no difference between the speed of light at close range, Yang Jian didn't have time to dodge, so he could only raise the barrel of the gun horizontally, raise it above his head, and resist this blow.

Bang!

The violent impact caused a terrifying shock wave visible to the naked eye in the air, and if this spread, the ground below would be affected for at least a few tens of miles, and the destructive power would definitely far exceed that of the typhoon.

However, this shock wave did not fall to the ground, but oscillated back and forth in a transparent ball with a radius of several kilometers, whirring and whirring, setting off a wave of extremely violent air currents.

Tang Feng's Divine Mind Realm, because of the decrease in the value of the Divine Soul, the scope of the domain has shrunk to the smallest scale, but just doing this little thing is still no problem.

Yang Jian's whole body trembled, and the barrel of the gun raised above his head was severely bent by the mace, and a spike on the head of the stick was less than two centimeters from his skull.

It must be very uncomfortable to resist this time, but what really surprised his expression and changed his expression was Tang Feng's other approach.

While fighting, the guy surnamed Tang was still thinking about something else and thinking about something else!

Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye could clearly perceive Tang Feng's Divine Mind Domain, and of course he could understand what this guy had just done.

With the power of the realm, he controlled the fluctuations of the battle, and it would not affect the wilderness of the land below.

There are no cities below, not even villages inhabited by mortals, just a vast uninhabited wilderness, and it stands to reason that there is no possibility of accidentally injuring others.

So why did he, why do he do it?

As a spectator, Mo Yuan Ancestor shook his head silently, of course he knew that the reason was what Tang Feng had said before: he didn't want to hurt innocent flowers and plants.

This is not generally ridiculous.

It is said that when immortals fight, mortals suffer, and when demons and immortals fight, who cares about the life and death of mortals, and who will consider so much.

Tang Feng, this kid, is so loving that even the weeds in the mountains will take care of the degree of perversion, which is not something that a woman's kindness can describe.

Don't you kid don't want to trample ants to death when you walk?

Simply join Buddhism and be a compassionate Bodhisattva.

The point is, in other ways, his style of doing things is like a standard scoundrel, which is a bit too contradictory and nonsense.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Tang Feng didn't explain so much, he picked up the mace, and hit Yang Jian again, although they were all resisted by the three-pointed two-edged gun, but the strong shock wave has been stirring back and forth in the transparent ball with a radius of several kilometers, one by one, wave by wave, like a real wave, all of which made the vision a little blurred.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Jian really couldn't understand it, this feeling was quite unpleasant, like two people sleeping in a small tent, one of them didn't stop farting, and resolutely refused to let ventilation be ventilated.

"What's the matter, not used to it?"

Tang Feng pointed above his head: "Either fly higher and go to the void to have a good time." ”

Saying this, Yang Jian understood that his strange approach really didn't want to affect the innocent, and he didn't want to harm the countless creatures on the earth below.

"You...... Not this kind of person at all, what are you pretending? ”

In Yang Jian's eyes, Tang Feng is either a demon or a demon, he should be the kind of demon in troubled times who deliberately destroys the order, how can he be so compassionate and compassionate.

"Don't worry so much, show your real skills, just do my life."

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, still too lazy to give any explanation, this thing is too complicated, it can only be said that the ideological realm of a creator god is not an ordinary person, nor is it something that ordinary gods can understand.

"Okay, let's change places!"

Yang Jian looked up at the sky, then raised his battle blade and plunged straight into the sky.

Tang Feng smiled faintly at the Mo Yuan Ancestor, followed Yang Jian's trail, soaring infinitely, straight into the vast void.

In the Heavenly Court Immortal Palace, the Divine Saint Heavenly Venerable witnessed all this with his own eyes through the Heavenly Machine Instrument, and he was also puzzled at this moment: What kind of person is this Tang Feng?

obviously not like a good person, how can he have such noble sentiments?

Extreme hypocrisy?

Or are you deliberately trying to confuse us?

I really can't understand it, I've never seen it like this......

All in all, Tang Feng had already created indescribable ideological pressure in the heart of the Heavenly Venerable, and it was not just as simple as being dangerous.

In the face of such an opponent, he does not know whether his next strategy is right or wrong, and he is already completely unconfident.

Next, she couldn't see the follow-up battle between Tang Feng and Yang Jian, because they had already broken away from this planet and were beyond the detection range of the Celestial Machine.

In the endless void, Yang Jian stood with a gun in his hand, his expression solemn, and his frowning brows made the vertical eyes in front of his forehead slightly bulge.

Tang Feng followed, dozens of meters away, glanced at him, and asked, "Dude, what's wrong with you?" ”

It can be seen that Yang Jian's state is a little wrong, and his strength aura has not been weakened because he is far away from land, but it seems that his fighting spirit has been greatly reduced, and his fighting spirit is not as fierce as at the beginning.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, but he was asking himself in his heart: What am I fighting for?

Tang Feng is obviously not like a good bird, but he can take into account the creatures in the world and try not to affect the innocent.

It doesn't matter if it's real or fake, whether it's pretending to be or not, at least in action, that's what he did.

And I, as a god warrior who guards the world, didn't take this into account.

God, it's not as good as a demon ......

Yang Jian in this world can have such a deep affection for Ah Zi, which proves that he is by no means cold-blooded and vicious.

So at this moment, I really have some shame.

"What do you have in mind about this world?"

Yang Jian looked up, his eyes flashed in front of him, and he wanted to break through the true form of someone Tang, so that his somewhat wavering mind was firm again.

"Five Classics in the middle of the night, suddenly ask this."

Tang Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, but vaguely saw through Yang Jian's heart: "Don't worry about this, you just think it is, I am full of malice towards the Nanyu realm." ”

Then he shook the mace in his hand: "Yang Jian, let's say it directly, I want your Nine Turns Xuangong, if you lose, you have to hand it over honestly!" If you win...... In your state, it is impossible to win, no matter how much power Erlang God transfers to you. ”

Don't talk about those useless things, it's already in such a good place to dry the fight, then pout your ass and eat me again!