Behind Yang Jian, in addition to the eldest and third who guarded Huashan, the Meishan brothers gathered together, and the rest of the second, fourth, fifth, and sixth elders gathered, and a large team of heavenly soldiers and generals accompanied them.

In the blink of an eye, this Buddhist gate pure altar temple was surrounded by heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, and the murderous aura was bursting.

"Yang Jian!" Seeing the appearance of the enemy who killed his sister, Ao Chun's eyes were cracked, and he bit a mouthful of dragon teeth, eager to eat the other party alive.

"Erlang God!" Zhu Bajie took out the nine-tooth nail rake to guard himself, and looked around at the surrounding heavenly soldiers and generals, "Don't forget, this is the pure land of Buddhism, not the heavenly court where you show off your might." ”

"The pure land of Buddhism?" Yang Jian clenched the three-pointed two-edged knife and said disdainfully, "Zhu Bajie, Ben Zhenjun has given you many chances. ”

"Even the Buddha of the West Heaven is subject to His Majesty's control, so even if he is a person in the Buddhist Sect, he will not want to violate the rules of heaven."

"In the past, Ben Zhenjun looked at the face of the Buddha and tolerated a few points, but if you are obsessed, Ben Zhenjun can only take you down."

"Hehehe." Sun Wukong laughed loudly, looking at Yang Jian's eyes full of disdain, "So majestic, so domineering!" ”

"It is worthy of being a high-ranking and powerful judicial god in the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian, in front of my grandson, if you want to take my junior brother, you can't help but take my grandson too seriously!"

Boom!

As he spoke, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, which weighed 13,500 catties, struck the ground fiercely, and there was a crisp sound.

His eyes were cold, and he looked directly at Yang Jian.

Eight hundred years ago, the unfinished war was also time to be settled!

"Sun Monkey, it's none of your business, get out of here." Not to be outdone, Yang Jian looked back and said coldly.

"You have surrounded my Buddhist territory, and you dare to say that it is none of my business?" Sun Wukong sneered.

"My grandson has been waiting for you for 800 years, if you have the ability, come on!"

"Okay, it's your own death!" Yang Jian's tone was cold and piercing, with a hint of fighting intent, and said in a deep voice.

"Protect the agarwood and cloves away." Zhu Bajie guarded the surrounding soldiers and horses, and said to Ao Chun.

Today, I am afraid that this thing will not be good.

Yang Jian has his own monkey brother to deal with, the Meishan brothers and the roaring dog are also hard stubble, Zhu Bajie thought to himself, it's okay to deal with one, and against two, he should be ready to run away.

If they rush up, Zhu Bajie estimates that tonight, Yang Jian and them will be able to eat a beautiful roast pork.

In desperation, I can only abandon the nest and prepare to slip away.

………………

"Yang Jian, come on!"

The Monkey King in a robe looked at his old enemy from beginning to end, roared angrily, and the Qianjun stick method was displayed, and a stick was struck, and the power of Qianjun was forcefully unleashed.

"Sun Monkey, Yang Jian has to teach you a good lesson today!" Yang Jian raised the three-pointed two-edged knife in his palm, slashed the void, and met Sun Wukong's golden hoop stick.

Clang!

After 800 years, this is in the same vein, the brothers who apprentice to one person, once again clashed, the knives and sticks intersected, bursting out with endless sparks.

The scattered force struck the Pure Altar Temple, and most of the Pure Altar Temple was immediately destroyed.

The enchantment arranged by Zhu Bajie may be enough to offset the general strength, but in front of the two Immortal Golden Immortals, it is just a joke.

"Kill!"

The battle between Yang Jian and Sun Wukong ignited the prelude to this scuffle, the four Meishan brothers, the roaring dogs, thousands of heavenly soldiers killed, encircled and suppressed Zhu Bajie and others.

Suddenly, a battle began.

The second and fourth children of Meishan entangled Zhu Bajie, and the brothers joined forces to gather the strength of the two to kill Zhu Bajie in a mess.

The fifth and sixth plus the Roaring Sky Dog, any one of them can deal with Ao Chun and Xiaoyu, and as for Lilac, who has no mana, it is even more of a burden.

If it weren't for the war, Yang Jian cared about friendship and warned everyone not to kill.

It didn't take a few tricks for these people to turn into corpses.

Rumble!

In the center of the battlefield, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong fought.

These two, one is the victory of the Buddha in the battle of the Buddha, and the other is the first god of war in the heavenly court, the battle eight hundred years ago, due to the interference of the Taishang Laojun, the winner could not be distinguished.

After that, both Yang Jian and Sun Wukong knew very well that there would be a battle with each other, so there was no reservation in this fight.

The mana of the thousand jun rods is sent out by thousands of jun, and each stick is hit, like Mount Tai pressing the top, hitting the void, making the void tremble.

Sun Wukong is short in stature, but his strength is shocking, and he dances the golden hoop stick to fight Yang Jian for dozens of rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

Yang Jian's sky-slashing knife technique brought out the power of the three-pointed and two-edged knife to the fullest, and these Qimen weapons were like a dragon going out to sea.

Wherever the blade reaches, the condensation of the Tao is the rhyme, the essence is vast, and the mana that does not even have the slightest impurity is far better than the Sun Monkey who has eaten many Pan Tao Jindan to have today's attainments.

Boom!

Sun Wukong swept the world with a stick, swept thousands of troops, and tried to strike at Yang Jian's waist, but was blocked by Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife.

The knives and sticks clashed, Sun Wukong only felt that his arms were numb, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

How is it possible, my grandson can't take Yang Jian! After dozens of rounds, Sun Wukong gradually showed his decline, and he was shocked and disbelieving.

In that battle five hundred years ago, although Sun Wukong was defeated, he fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, and he did not distinguish between high and low.

After that, he was first refined by Taishang Laojun in the Bagua Furnace for seven hundred and forty-nine days, exerting the medicinal power accumulated in his body, and then being pressed under Shenlong Mountain for more than 500 years.

On the way west, I don't know how many powerful monsters I encountered, and after becoming a Buddha, my mana improved even faster.

Sun Wukong originally thought that even if Yang Jian made some progress, he would be on par with himself at most, and at most he would be able to fight a tie with himself.

Unexpectedly, after the real fight, there was a defeat, how is this possible?

Hmph, how can you, a stupid monkey with brute strength, understand the mystery of the Tao! Yang Jian caught the horror shot from the depths of Sun Wukong's eyes, and said secretly in his heart.

After becoming the god of justice, he and Ming Xiaoyang were both enemies and friends, both confidants and enemies, and he learned a lot of inside information.

Like, what exactly does the position he is in now?

If you want to go to the next level, you need to further comprehend the rules of the Dao, and reflect your own way with the Three Thousand Great Avenues, and the Tiantiao transformed by the rules is a good arm.

Therefore, in the past three hundred years, Yang Jian has continued to comprehend the principles and rules contained in the Heavenly Rules, and sublimated his own way.

Coupled with the richness of the aura of the heavenly realm, it is far from being comparable to the human world.

With Sun Wukong's out-of-the-box temperament, he naturally won't understand such a mysterious truth. Naturally, fighting again, he is no longer Yang Jian's opponent.

"Sun Wukong, suffer death!"

This is a cumbersome thing to say, but it is actually just a matter of breath.

Yang Jian shouted, the Heaven Cutting Knife Technique came out again, and ten thousand people volleyed into the air, and a three-pointed two-edged knife was divided into countless handles, aiming at Sun Wukong's body.

Each knife carries a powerful sword qi, piercing the void, showing the true means of the first warrior of the Heavenly Court!

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