Ao Cunxin couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he looked at Yang Jian's appearance, so he couldn't help but twist Yang Jian's armpit a few times.

Yang Jian grinned in pain, and finally after begging for mercy, he honestly introduced the famous Yuan Hong to Ao Cunxin.

Ao Cunxin was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the other party's cultivation was similar to his fiancé's Eight or Nine Xuangong, and he couldn't help but hurriedly say: "Yang Jian, isn't he a big trouble for you?"

Yang Jian nodded, his eyes burning: "It's indeed my trouble, but I've long wanted to meet this guy!"

After saying that, a powerful battle intent surged in his heart, and Yuan Hong in the ring seemed to sense something, and subconsciously glanced at Yang Jian.

Eye to eye!

Both sides were shocked in their hearts, and there was a feeling of encountering a great enemy of life and death!

Yuan Hong glanced at Yang Jian deeply, and continued to beat the red-eyed gray in front of him.

"Yang Jian, he was ...... just now"

"Go to the battle book!" Yang Jian took a deep breath, ignored Ao Cun's worried eyes, and laughed: "With such an opponent, this conference is not in vain!"

For Yang Jianlai, at this moment, his Nine Turns Xuangong was on the verge of breaking through, and he was only one step away from the door, and now, a strong person who was evenly matched, or even from a certain aspect, appeared as a strong person of the same type as himself, which was more important to him than anything.

So, he gradually looked forward to the possible showdown with Yuan Hong next.

Ao Cunxin seemed to feel Yang Jian's fighting intent, looking at Yang Jian's high-spirited handsome face, he was stunned for a while, and his eyes were full of Yang Jian's face.

As for Yang Jianlai, he recalled some things about the Nine Turns Xuangong that his master had given him before.

According to the master, originally, this nine-turn Xuangong is a physical sanctification exercise that uses the power of the Tao to prove the Tao, and Sanqing can be described as a great opportunity, but it is also taboo by the Great Dao, and a purple thunder descends to destroy the most critical last turn of this book, leaving only eight turns and seventy-two folds!

After the three of them left the Nine Turns Xuangong to Yuan Shizun in a transaction, Yuan Shizun actually secretly used this incomplete book to make a deal with the quasi-Daoist and the Daoist, and the master did not know the content of the transaction, but later the quasi-Daoist improved a body refining method called Eight or Nine Xuangong.

At that time, Yang Jian asked the master how he knew such a secret thing, but the master told him to listen, but he continued to ask who it was, but the master was willing to reveal a word.

Therefore, at this moment, Yang Jian looked at the tough Yuan Hong in the ring, and sighed a little for a while, after all, the exercises of the two are one, and they can be regarded as the only two cultivators in this great wilderness.

And just when Yang Jian sighed, the situation on the field changed dramatically, and the originally suppressed dead ash seemed to be unable to resist the continued weakness and completely released his strength.

"Three gods in one unit!"

Ash Wuxian suddenly retreated, and shouted loudly.

With this shout, two figures identical to him suddenly appeared in the gray body, except that one was dressed in black and the other was dressed in white.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Yang Jian's face changed and he exclaimed.

Ao Cunxin's face also changed greatly, and he said incredulously: "No! This is not a doppelganger, nor is it an illusion, this is a ...... How can one person have so many gods?"

This scene not only frightened Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin, but Yuan Hong on the field frowned and jumped back, with a cautious face.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it didn't prevent him from smelling something bad.

At this time, the originally silent scene suddenly erupted in exclamations, especially some women, who shouted excitedly:

"Perfect! Perfect! Come on!"

"I love you, defeat this monkey!"

"Oops! My family is finally going to be serious, you white monkey, prepare to die!"

......

However, the two people on the field were indifferent, and Gray Wujian didn't seem to have the intention of attacking directly, but looked at Yuan Hong and said lightly: "You are very strong, but it's a pity that you met me!"

The corners of Yuan Hong's mouth twitched, and he didn't reply.

"Do you know, over the years, I could have become an immortal-level powerhouse like Lin Lang, but I gave up!" Ash Wujian seemed to be holding back for too long, and the whole person trembled inexplicably, "In order to be invincible in the same realm, in order to become a Da Luo Jin Immortal and even a sub-saint in the future, I have been frantically compressing my cultivation over the years, and enduring severe pain to tear apart my Yuan Shen little by little, hahaha......"

At this point, not only Yang Jian, who faintly understood what was going on, but also Yuan Hong, who was on the field, couldn't help but gasp, and said in a deep voice: "Self-tearing Yuan Shen? You are a man, admire you!"

With that, he put away his stick and arched his hand seriously, as if he couldn't help but be in awe of an opponent like Gray Wujian who was so ruthless to himself, and even a demon like him.

"Hehe, can you imagine that kind of torment? For hundreds of years, every time I have been tormented in incomparable pain, not a single day has fallen!"

At this point, the gray and blood-red eyes seemed to laugh fiercely: "Everyone knows very well that the primordial spirit is the source of all power, and there is only one for everyone, and I have three!"

Yuan Hong was silent, but the water and fire stick in his hand was tightly clenched.

Obviously, his fighting spirit was completely aroused.

"Very good, you have to go all out like this, otherwise how can you do it right, I will use the three gods of unification for you!" Gray Wuqian roared angrily, but the haggard face of his junior sister Wu Meilan appeared in his mind, and the hatred in his heart increased greatly.

If it weren't for you, how could my junior sister become like that!

With a painful roar in his heart, the black-clothed gray and white-clothed gray soldiers divided into two ways to kill Yuan Hong's sides.

For a while, the situation in the field has changed greatly, from one-on-one at the beginning to three-on-one now, and the strength of the gray has not weakened at all, and with the cooperation, the strength has increased more than three times.

Yuan Hong fell into disadvantage in an instant.

Although Ao Cunxin in the audience was shocked by the astonishing changes, he couldn't help but grin when he thought of his bet with Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, it seems that I won our bet!"

Yang Jian's eyes were solemn, but he snorted in his mouth: "That's not good, this Yuan Hong has a lot of spells, and everything can't be concluded yet!"

Having said that, Yang Jian attached great importance to Gray Wuji, especially when he noticed that the strength of the three Gray Wufeng was exactly the same, he was even more cautious and cautious.