Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Power of a Punch
Not long after the two of them left the cabin, a group of guards rushed over with anxious expressions.
When they saw that Yun Lan was with Yang Jian safely, they finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"My young lady, you are scared to death Uncle Jian, if you have three long and two short, how can I explain to the master!"
It was an old man with white eyebrows and beard who spoke, Yang Jian had seen it on the deck before, and the cultivation of almost the peak of refining qi and transforming gods was not bad, at least in terms of breath, it was not much weaker than that master.
"Uncle Jian, it's okay! I'm looking for my big brother to play!" Yun Lan turned her back on her hand a little nervously, and then pretended to be calm and said, "That, I'm going to go to the deck with my big brother to play for a while, so don't follow me!"
"Go to the deck to play?" The old man known as Uncle Sword narrowed his eyes, glanced Yang Jian up and down, and said with a smile: "This little brother, my young lady has caused you trouble!"
Yang Jian smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "Senior is polite, Miss Yunlan is innocent, I think she is quite cute!"
Yun Lan's face turned red when she heard this, and she twisted her body a little shyly.
However, when the old man saw this, his face changed, and he said coldly: "Little brother, the weather at sea is bad now, the wind and waves are strong, and my young lady is young and in poor health, so it is not easy to contact outsiders!"
"Uncle Sword, big brother is not an ......"
"That's enough!" the old man scolded Yun Lan, and then ordered the guards beside him: "Help Miss go back!"
"Yes!"
Saying that, Yun Lan was reluctantly carried away by the guards, but when he was being held, he turned around and shouted: "Big brother, don't forget what you promised Yun Lan!"
Yang Jian touched his nose, ignored the old man's ugly face and smiled: "Don't worry, everything has me!"
After a while, when Yun Lan's figure disappeared from Yang Jian's sight, Yang Jian arched his hand at the old man, and was about to walk towards the deck, he was also full of interest in this dragon now, maybe it would be a good opponent?
"Stop!"
When Yang Jian passed by the old man's side, the old man's voice suddenly sounded, and gradually amplified in Yang Jian's ears, until as if a thunderous explosion sounded, Yang Jian's body was stunned and stopped.
"Senior, it's over!" Yang Jian's face turned cold, and he slowly turned his head sideways.
If he hadn't refined the first turn of the Nine Turns of Xuangong, otherwise, with the surprise just now, he would have at least been shocked and injured.
"En?" A flash of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he slowly turned around, "The old man's thunderous sound is a Yuanying-level supernatural power, although the old man only used one layer of skill just now, but I didn't expect you to be able to block it so easily with the body of Jin Dan, it's really interesting!"
"Senior, I don't think we seem to have a holiday, right?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and didn't do it immediately.
"It's true that there is no festival!, but ......" the old man said, his whole temperament changed suddenly, as if a sharp sword went straight through the sky, "Anyone dares to fight Miss Yunlan's idea, I will not let him go!"
"Yun Lan?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't cry or laugh, "Senior, you misunderstood, I have no interest in Miss Yun Lan!"
As he spoke, he added in his heart: "At least, it's not the interest of the relationship between men and women!"
"Not interested?" The old man smiled coldly: "I'm not interested, my young lady will secretly go to you alone?
"This ......" Yang Jian opened his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Senior, you really misunderstood, the reason why Miss Yunlan came to me is to hope that I will help her father deal with that dragon, if you stop me again, I'm afraid I ......"
"You??," the old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed as if he had heard an extremely funny joke: "Junior, even though your refining sect has always been secretive, but are you deceiving my old man and being dazzled?
The dragon at the pinnacle of the original god?
Not good!
They are in danger!
As soon as Yang Jian's face changed, he was about to turn around and rush out!
However, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.
"Little brother, where do you want to go? I see that you are the internal response of the Refining Weapon Sect, and you are here to snatch the Spirit Void Grass, right?" The old man's momentum soared, and his snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, which was amazing.
"Bastard, get out of the way, since this dragon is at the peak of the primordial god, it is definitely not something you people can deal with!"
Yang Jian was a little anxious, not that he cared much about the life and death of these people, but since he had promised Yun Lan, he had to do it, after all, if he guessed correctly, Yun Lan's Six Dao Body was very likely to be related to lifting his Heavenly Eye Seal.
"If you want to go, then pass the old man's level first, and the old man won't deceive you, as long as you ......"
Before the old man finished speaking, Yang Jian's figure disappeared in place, and then with a huge fist slammed into the old man's chest, a trace of disdain flashed in the old man's eyes, and he only slightly propped up a true qi barrier.
However......
Boom –
With a loud bang, the true qi barrier in front of the old man instantly broke, and the strong force castration did not decrease at all, and it slammed into the old man's body.
"Wow!"
A mouthful of thick blood spurts out!
The old man's face turned pale in an instant, and his entire body shot out like a rocket launcher, crashing through countless cabins and disappearing from Yang Jian's sight.
"Uh...... What the master said is indeed right, the physical quality of cultivating the Yuan Shen is too poor!"
Yang Jian didn't expect that he would vomit blood from an old man in the realm of refining qi and transforming gods with just three layers of strength, and after smiling awkwardly, he didn't delay any longer, and rushed to the deck quickly!
This time, Yang Jian used full speed, and there were many remnants of the road, as if shrinking into inches, Yang Jian appeared on the deck almost in the blink of an eye, and then regardless of the sluggish guards, he directly kicked the boat on the deck off the boat, and then jumped on it with a sharp leap.
With a hint of true essence injected into the dinghy, the dinghy sped away into the distance with a whoosh.
The waves were over, lightning and thunder thundered in the dark clouds, and in this dreary atmosphere, I don't know how long later, a figure rushed out of the sea and landed on the deck.
It was the old man who was blown away by Yang Jian before, and at this time, his hair was scattered, and the corners of his mouth were bloody, and he looked very embarrassed.
Looking around, he yelled angrily, "What about people!?"
"Long ...... Elder! he ...... He's driving the boat that way!" said one of the guards, trembling.
"Bastard!" the old man's face changed greatly, and with a direct wave of his hand, a flying sword appeared out of thin air, and his whole person jumped, galloping away in the same direction with the flying sword, leaving only an angry voice echoing in the air:
"Everyone obeys the order, protect Miss, and don't leave half a step!"
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