Boom!

A trace of undetectable sword wind fell, hitting the Yang Mansion right now, causing the Yang Mansion to shake for a while.

The Meishan brothers, Yuding Zhenren and others almost fell to the ground.

"This ...... What's going on? Boss Meishan frowned, "Why did the second master fight with Ming Xiaoyang while talking?" ”

"Master, I'll help you!" The roaring dog grinds its teeth, and wants to rush up to help its master.

"Stupid dog, what are you doing?" Yuding Zhenren slapped a fan on the head of the Roaring Sky Dog and scolded.

The Howling Dog covered his head and said, "I want to help my master." ”

"How can you help with this little bit of ability?" Yuding Zhenren didn't have a good breath, "Neither Tu'er nor Ming Xiaoyang had any killing chances, just a competition, what are you meddling in?" ”

"Oh." Hearing what Yuding Zhenren said, and never getting the call of his master, the roaring dog could only be obedient and honest.

Clang!

On the firmament, the battle between Ming Xiaoyang and Yang Jian was in full swing.

Fang Tian's painting halberd and three-pointed two-edged knife are both long weapons, and they are still Qimen weapons among long weapons, and it is not easy to practice well.

But falling into the hands of these two people, the power of the extremely difficult three-pointed two-edged knife and Fang Tian's painting halberd was brought into full play.

In countless encounters of blades, Yang Jian's tailor-made sky-cutting knife technique for the three-pointed two-edged knife was all displayed.

One knife after another, the nine turns of Xuangong worked, the body King Kong was not broken, and the sparks generated by the fight hit the body, and even the clothes were not burned.

The Heaven Slashing Knife Technique, which combines the indomitability of the heart with the vigorous fighting spirit and mana, plus the magic weapons such as the three-pointed two-edged knife, is shockingly powerful.

Under the blade, the wind and clouds change, the sun and the moon have no light, and there is no peace and tranquility.

Ran Ming Xiaoyang's Huangji Thirteen Style is not a vegetarian, with the Chinese Heavenly Painting Halberd in the palm of his hand, the dragon is mighty, and the void trembles.

No matter how exquisite Yang Jian's sword technique is, he will never be able to crack the generalized halberd of Ming Xiaoyang's mainstay.

"The knife turns to the sky!" In the blink of an eye, dozens of rounds passed, and Yang Jian's divine sword roared, pulling the endless divine thunder and evil lightning.

Bang!

With a knife cut out, the endless thunder rolls upside down, and it has the power to roll the heavenly thunder.

"Infinite Chaos Contains All Things!" Ming Xiaoyang's Heavenly Painting Halberd in his palm sounded softly, and the only defensive position among the thirteen styles of the Emperor Ji was used.

Swish!

The primordial origin qi flowed, and the whole person and the war halberd became one, like a huge black hole vortex, devouring everything.

Even if the heavenly thunder slashed by Yang Jian had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, it was also devoured, and there was not a single thing.

Suddenly, endless thunder entered the body, and a trace of thunder and lightning lingered on Ming Xiaoyang's body, and he couldn't even hurt the slightest hair.

This move was swallowed by Ming Xiaoyang, and he also burped, and said with satisfaction: "Yang Jian, your trick tastes good, let's have some more." ”

"You!" Yang Jian couldn't have imagined that Ming Xiaoyang actually ate his knife and turned the thunder, and when he heard this sentence again, a mouthful of blood did not spurt out.

What do you think it is?

Marshmallows?

"Forget it, I won't play with you, it's time to decide the winner!" Ming Xiaoyang quipped, his expression became solemn, and he said unceremoniously.

"Come on, then!" Yang Jian's expression was cold, and he said word by word.

"The Emperor is extremely dazzling and transforms into Taiyin!" With a clear drink, the most suitable trick for this kind of environment was used among the thirteen styles of the Emperor.

Click!

As soon as this move came out, countless cold air emanated from Ming Xiaoyang's body, freezing everything, and the two people who were originally walking in the air had a layer of solid ice under their feet.

The cold air that penetrated into the bone marrow exploded, and Yang Jian produced a cold breath from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes were even more trance-like.

Pieces of white and crystal snowflakes appeared, and in the ice and snow, a peerless shadow wearing a blue and white robe and holding a cute rabbit with jade snow in his arms appeared.

Chang'e?

At this moment, Yang Jian had an unprecedented blasphemy towards the cold and piercing fairy Chang'e.

I can't wait to pounce on each other now and hug each other.

Do you love Chang'e?

Unprecedented doubts arose and appeared in Yang Jian's heart.

He didn't know what kind of feelings he had for that fairy Chang'e, and for more than a thousand years, his jealousy and paranoia made him like Mochizuki.

But for that Chang'e fairy, he didn't know what he thought?

Friends, celebrities, or true love?

Could it be that he really seemed to be suspicious, he unknowingly fell in love with Chang'e without knowing it.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

For a while, the affection in his heart surged, no matter who he was, he was an incomparably strong Erlang Zhenjun, his heart was empty, and his eyes were confused and he walked towards his perfect goddess.

Swish!

Just when he was confused, there was a blazing heat from the heavenly eye on his forehead, which woke up Yang Jian's chaotic thoughts.

The eyes are round, and where is Chang'e in front of him, it is a cold blade at all.

"Hey," the subtle words came into Yang Jian's ears, and Ming Xiaoyang gossiped, "Are you really in love with Chang'e's widow?" ”

"Do you need me to match you up and make good happen?"

"Presumptuous!" The secret that he didn't even know in his heart was revealed, and Yang Jian's handsome face turned red and roared angrily.

Boom!

The forehead of the heavenly eye opened, and a devastating light wave shot out, canceling out all the cold air around him, and heading straight for Ming Xiaoyang.

"Wow, that's so angry!" Ming Xiaoyang sighed, and the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand rotated, condensing the boundless cold aura of this move in front of him.

Zizizizi!

In an instant, between Ming Xiaoyang and Yang Jian, an indestructible ice wall appeared, blocking Yang Jian's heavenly eyes.

In the boundless ice, a wonderful phantom loomed, showing a poignant expression.

Boom!

The Celestial Eyes struck the ice, and there was a muffled sound. The entire ice wall cracked out terrifying cracks, but it was not completely destroyed.

Zizizizi!

The shattered ice emitted a biting chill that attacked Yang Jian's own figure, causing his limbs and bones to creak, and the mana in his body was almost frozen.

Boom!

The figure of Ming Xiaoyang, who was hiding behind the ice wall, flashed, and when he came to Yang Jian's eyes, Fang Tian's halberd turned into a long rainbow that ran through the sun, approaching Yang Jian's throat.

Victory or defeat, divided!

With comparable mana cultivation, how happy is it to defeat Yang Jian, the Erlang God known as the God of War?

Rumble!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a terrifying force struck, hitting Ming Xiaoyang's back heavily.

"Stop!"

…………

The third virgin Yang Chan originally came to visit the second brother, but she met Sun Wukong and others on the way, and learned that the second brother decided to take over the post of judicial god and took a break from her sister-in-law!

Knowing that the second brother must be uncomfortable now, Yang Chan quickly whipped up and rushed to the mouth of the Guanjiang River. As soon as she arrived at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, what she saw was a scene that made her eyes split.

The second brother who shocked the Three Realms was defeated, and on the other hand, a Fang Tian painting halberd was about to pierce the throat of the second brother.

Under the instinctive reaction, Yang Chan recited a spell and threw out her Baolian lantern!

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