Somewhere in Jilei Mountain, in a wood.

The Bull Demon King hurriedly fell from the sky with the red child, and he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Child, I said a long time ago that Heaven is not credible, the Queen Mother is favoring the Erlang God, so we shouldn't listen to Nezha's words to go to heaven."

"Father, this matter ......" The red boy was about to speak, but his expression was grim, and he glanced at the Bull Demon King, and then the father and son turned their heads to look behind them in unison.

On the canopy, Yang Jian, dressed in an ink robe, stood proudly, holding a three-pointed and two-edged knife, murderous.

"Damn, he's coming!" The red boy was startled and hurriedly took up his weapon.

"Child, don't be afraid, this Erlang God and your father are just a draw." The Bull Demon King reversed the axe and said in the right way.

The red boy nodded, although this stupid cow is timid and afraid, he still has the strength.

Yang Jian's figure flickered, the silver light on the tip of the knife flashed, and he took the head of the Bull Demon King.

"Drink!"

The Bull Demon King squatted slightly, holding the plate axe and shouting, and slammed the board axe over.

Boom!

Bang!

A layer of ripples exploded, and the powerful shockwave directly knocked the red boy who wanted to sneak attack.

"Drink!"

The Bull Demon King shouted again, his mana exploded instantly, and with a flick of the axe, he directly forced Yang Jian to retreat, but he himself couldn't help but take a few steps back, as he said, he and Yang Jian had a draw at most, and they couldn't tell the winner.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, a layer of golden light appeared on his body, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly came behind the Bull Demon King, and the three-pointed two-edged knife stabbed out fiercely.

The Bull Demon King was shocked in his heart, and quickly twisted his body to dodge the knife.

Sting!

The three-pointed, two-edged knife sliced through his armor, but it grazed his skin and stabbed through it, leaving only a white mark.

Yang Jian missed a blow, shaking the three-pointed two-edged knife and fighting again, but how could the Bull Demon King be a wasted person, a plate axe was impenetrable, and he was on par with Yang Jian.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Bull Demon King is full of strength, wide opening and closing, Yang Jian's knife skills are sharp, his body is elegant, every collision of weapons can inspire an aftermath, the red boy is so anxious that he scratches his ears and cheeks, and he can't intervene in the battle between the two at all.

……

Outside the Nantian Gate, Ling Feng was unhurriedly riding the clouds in the direction of the Heavenly Court, and was about to enter the Nantian Gate, when he suddenly sensed a strong mana fluctuation coming.

"Huh? What's going on? Who did Yang Jian fight with? Ling Feng said lightly, clicked on the No. 5 button and looked, Agarwood was still talking to Xiaoyu, you and me.

"It's not Agarwood, it's not Sun Wukong, so who else can it be? Could it be the Bull Demon King? Ling Feng muttered, but he still used three thousand thunderbolts to rush in that direction.

……

Bang!

Yang Jian and the Bull Demon King slapped each other, and their bodies fell backwards, ending the round of competition, and the red boy was overjoyed when he saw this, and opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of samadhi true fire.

Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and with a long knife, he dodged the samadhi true fire, and the red boy who got the first hand was full of joy and stabbed it with a spear.

"Holy Child, come back quickly!" The Bull Demon King shouted, and suddenly exerted force under his feet and rushed over.

On the other side, Yang Jian slapped with one hand, dissolved the red boy's gun, stabbed out with a long knife, and directly took the red boy's henchman, if this knife was hit, it is estimated that the red boy would be hopeless.

Clang!

The Bull Demon King's plate axe smashed heavily on the three-pointed two-edged knife, and saved the red boy from a dangerous situation.

Yang Jian sneered, raised his foot and kicked on the chin of the Bull Demon King, kicking it out, followed by another slap, slapping the red boy directly away.

The Bull Demon King can indeed have a draw with Yang Jian, but it may not be possible with the addition of Red Boy.

"Hey, it hurts my old cow." The Bull Demon King rubbed his chin.

"Bull Demon King, just tie your hands and be caught, follow me back to Heaven to be punished!" Yang Jian snorted coldly.

"Don't think! Erlang God, this Jilei Mountain is the place where you bury your bones! The red boy shouted.

"Holy Child, don't interfere, sweep the battle for your father, and watch your father fight with him for three hundred rounds." The Bull Demon King picked up the plate axe and stood up again.

At this time, a cold drink came from outside the mountain: "Yang Jian, return my sister's life!" ”

"Ouch, apprentice, slow down, wait for the teacher." Zhu Bajie panted and said: "Don't be afraid, the god of justice, my old pig is here to help you!" ”

The golden light flashed, and Sun Wukong fell on the canopy: "Yang Jian, you continue, don't care about my grandson, my grandson is just a playmaker, a playmaker!" ”

Yang Jian's face began to turn ugly, and he fell into a siege.

……

In the distance, a butterfly fluttered into the canopy, Ling Feng didn't say a word, quietly watching this scuffle, no wonder Guanyin didn't have a red child by his side, it turned out that he had returned to the Bull Demon King.

Wrong! Ling Feng's face changed slightly, how did the red boy come back? He has been guarding the skies over the South China Sea all this time.

In the field, Yang Jian has fully fallen into the disadvantage, just blocked the nail rake of the eighth prince and Zhu Bajie, the plate axe of the Bull Demon King followed, and outside the field, there were red children who set fire from time to time, and now he only has the ability to parry and has no power to fight back, if there is no accident, the dignified judicial god will be consumed here.

How did Yang Jian turn the tide in this melee in the original book? Ling Feng thought about it, he should have used the Baolian lantern, but due to Ling Feng's intervention, Yang Jian now has no Baolian lantern, but compared to the original book, today's siege is also missing the person Agarwood.

Boom!

The smoke exploded suddenly, covering the battlefield in an instant.

Yang Jian is not a stupid person, he naturally knows that the situation is unfavorable, and taking this opportunity, he slashed at the red boy, and among the four, the weakest are the eighth prince and the red boy.

The eighth prince couldn't do it, so he could only choose the red boy.

"Ouch." Red Boy is not an opponent, and was directly slashed back with a knife.

The golden light on Yang Jian's body appeared, and he accelerated and flew outside the Thunder Mountain, his knife was not to hurt the enemy, but to repel it.

"Hehe, go back to my grandson!"

The golden hoop rod glowing with golden light was picked down and slammed into Yang Jian's chest, knocking him back.

"Dead monkey, you...... Burst! Yang Jian spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, this sneak attack was not light.

"Hehe, Yang Jian, you and Ling Feng teamed up to settle my account, and my old grandson still remembers it!" Sun Wukong held the golden hoop stick and shouted proudly: "I will come to Sun to collect some interest on you first, and then look for that Ling ...... then."

Just when he was proud, a white light flew over and slammed into Sun Wukong's head.

Clang!

The crisp voice sounded, Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground, a thought flashed in his mind, how can this feeling be so familiar? As if it had been smashed somewhere.

But the white light didn't stop, and it shook a circle and smashed on the head of the Bull Demon King.

Boom!

The Bull Demon King shook and sat on the ground with an ass pier, he didn't have the incorruptible body of Sun Wukong King Kong.

"Who? That scumbag did this kind of sneak attack behind the scenes? Zhu Bajie scolded with a nine-tooth nail rake.

Above the treetops, Ling Feng raised his hand and made a move, and a small circle of white and shiny circles flew back and fell into his hands.

"A sneak attack from behind is a despicable villain? Then you will be above board by bullying more and less? Ling Feng asked sharply.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, with Laojun's King Kong in his hand, this time it was fine, and he immediately stepped a little and floated back, taking this opportunity to regulate his mana.

The red boy hurriedly helped the Bull Demon King up: "Father, who is this who can defeat you and the Fighting Buddha at once." ”

The Bull Demon King rubbed his head, but the dizziness still couldn't go away: "Child, this is the thief who captured your mother in the first place." ”