"Hahaha...... It's a good Monkey King, and a Lingming stone monkey, what's the matter? After entering the Buddha Gate, this mouth has changed? Now, why is it that he has sharp teeth and sharp mouth?" Yang Jian asked coldly while waving the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand.

Between the words and expressions, there is a hint of sarcasm, that is, what is said, since you Sun Wukong defeated the Buddha in the fight of Buddhism, he is nothing, and his teeth and mouth are first-class.

"Yang Jian, you are talking nonsense!" Sun Wukong shouted angrily, his face instantly became ugly, black as coal, a sense of indifference came to his heart, and he sneered: "You Yang Jian haven't gotten anything all these years, hehe...... The dignified Heavenly Court of Justice God only has such a ability......?

Sun Wukong's body moved, and while sneering, there was also a powerful force in his hand that blessed the golden hoop stick, directly waved it, and smashed it down, and all of this was so fast.

In the flickering of his figure, Sun Wukong had already deceived himself, and a strong killing intent swept over like a violent wind.

"Sun Wukong, if you want to fight, then fight, today, even if I Yang Jian sacrifice my life to fight, so what? Hahaha......" Yang Jian drank sharply, and under the impact of the powerful energy, there was a terrifying momentum that swept over.

After throwing a handful of pills and spirit fruits into his mouth, the mana in his body gradually recovered, and he waved the three-pointed two-edged knife again, and the killing was coming, and the momentum was surging, and the end was extremely powerful, and the momentum was fierce, as if there was something special.

"Hahaha...... Yang Jian, do you want to sacrifice your life to fight? My old grandson will accompany you well, and see what kind of skills you have when you sacrifice your life to fight?" A cold smile rose slightly at the corner of his mouth, and Sun Wukong had bad intentions.

Since you want to fight, then I will accompany you to fight, to see who is more powerful, in this world, but you Yang Jian is not the only one who is a physical body and a spirit of cultivation, and the * Xuangong that he practiced by Sun Wukong is also like a nine-turn Xuangong, and the flesh is also cultivated.

Yang Jian's eyes were raised, and he moved, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand moved slightly, and he had already slashed over, forming some knife qi, forming a knife flower, and with a fierce blow, the momentum was extraordinary, as if it was a great energy, rushing away from Sun Wukong's stick shadow.

"Snort!"

As if it was rushing through countless phantoms, under the magnificent changes in the surrounding momentum, the rich energy was naturally like light, surging down, and a burst of violent rolls, and the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed again.

Sun Wukong didn't take a few steps back, but he didn't expect Yang Jian to have such ability, but he was underestimated before.

As soon as the monkey's eyes moved, the hair around his body seemed to stand up, his body changed slightly, and the golden hoop stick in his hand also changed with his mind, growing in the wind, and becoming bigger in the blink of an eye, as if he wanted to break the heavens and the earth.

"Yang Jian, die!" shouted angrily, Sun Wukong's body shape changed, and suddenly besieged Yang Jian, around him, countless monkey shadows appeared, as if confusing the mind, sticks danced, as if there were tens of millions of Sun monkeys.

"Xiao Ji'er, Sun Wukong, although you are a monk in the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian, but we Yang Jian are not vegetarians, for others, maybe the realm of a heavy heaven is a huge gap, but for me Yang Jian, all this is not enough, hahaha......"

Yang Jian laughed wildly, he naturally has arrogant capital, as the leader of the three generations of disciples of the Exposition Sect, as a disciple of the saint, and the nephew of the Jade Emperor, his identity and heels are extraordinary, and the potential he has is naturally unlimited.

Otherwise, he would not have been passed down by Yuan Shi Tianzun to the Nine Turns of Xuangong, and became the Dharma King of the Sect Protector, with a monstrous combat power, faintly, and the demeanor of a warrior.

"God's Eye, open!"

Suddenly, I only heard Yang Jian shouting, the three-eyed eyes opened, and a mysterious light burst out, like a sharp sword rising into the sky, scanning around, and the phantoms around were suddenly shattered one by one.

"Click!"

As if something had been broken, even Sun Wukong's face changed wildly, feeling the light coming out of Yang Jian's divine eyes, and suddenly, there was a feeling of being suppressed.

It's as if there is a big mountain crushing on the body, making people unable to open their eyes, as if there is some kind of special energy, that weird feeling, really uncomfortable.

"Roar!"

With a roar, he grabbed the golden hoop stick with both hands, felt the pressure like a mountain on his body, drank violently, lucked a trace of mana, and the golden light flowed, but it was like a flower, and the golden hoop stick was even more brilliant.

"A shocking stab!"

At this time, it was Yang Jian who slashed out again, and with the help of the divine eye, the white and Xuan light bursts were also powerful, surging down, like an extraordinary true qi flying up.

In an instant, the two of them collided again, as if they had tens of millions of catties of strength, and the moment they collided with each other, there was first energy that did not melt and intertwined, and then there was an explosion of lightning and fire.

Under the impact, the strange energy also seemed to have some special meaning, and after the collision between the golden hoop rod and the three-pointed two-edged knife, the huge violent force pushed the two away.

"Snort!"

"Poof!"

The two of them were affected, and they immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and as soon as their bodies shook, they put away the body of the Heaven and Earth Law Phase, and Yang Jian's three-eyed eyes were also put away, and his face showed a faint fierce color, but he sneered.

wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, this time he was injured and injured, although he was injured, but the Monkey King was also injured, in the middle of Da Luo Jinxian, it was worth exchanging like this.

"Monkey King, how's that? hahaha...... You can't help me, and I can't help you, but if you want to fight my life and death, I Yang Jian can also try my best to accompany me, but in this way, I am injured, and you are also injured, hahaha...... Who can do what?"

Yang Jian smiled faintly, and it was already clear in his words that he Yang Jian and you Sun Wukong are masters of the same level, and they are also extraordinary, if you don't die, he Yang Jian is not happy, you Sun Wukong, how can you be better?

In this way, the battle between the two of them is afraid that it will not be finished in ten years.

Don't think that the battle time between these two people is short now, from the beginning to the present, but three years have passed, and the battle between the two has long been known.

Regarding Yang Jian's words, Sun Wukong was not stupid, he naturally understood, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said: "What a Erlang God Yang Jian, with the cultivation of the middle stage of Da Luo Jin Xian, he can force me to be injured, and finally the battle is tied, it seems that this time, it is you who have the upper hand, but the next time we meet, it will not be so good!"

After speaking, Sun Wukong's figure flashed, and then turned into a streamer, and in the blink of an eye, the golden light broke through the void and went to the Huaguo Mountain.

But it was here to fight with Yang Jian for three years, and if he continued to fight, it was meaningless, and he had just been injured, which touched his heart a little, and vaguely, the neck bottle was loosened.

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