As soon as Yuan Hong thought of his tragic life in the demon world, he was immediately furious, there is a way to beat people without slapping their faces, and scolding people without revealing their shortcomings.

What does this Yang Jian mean, he specially sprinkled salt on his wounds, how could a person who exposed himself like this be spared.

Today, for the sake of everyone's boss, although Yang Jian revealed his shortcomings, this guy will be his little brother sooner or later.

I forgave him, he couldn't take care of himself without beating, and he just had incontinence when he was beaten.

Thinking of this, Yuan Hong picked up a water and fire stick in his hand, slashed it at the top of Yang Jian's head, and shouted at the same time:

"Yang Jian, wear my old Yuan's stick!"

Yang Jian raised his knife and shouted:

"Eat it, who is afraid of you. ”

"Wow!" there was a loud bang, and the two heavy weapons slammed together, and the weapons bounced off the side after impact.

Yuan Hong shook his shoulders, removed the force of the rebound on the weapon, and with the strength of his arms, he once again rounded the water and fire stick and smashed it towards Yang Jian's head.

At the same time, he shouted his own moves:

"Split Huashan!"

Yang Jian did not show weakness, erected the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand, and once again pressed towards Yuan Hong's one-shot water and fire stick.

Don't forget to report your moves:

"Raise fire to the sky!"

The loud sound of "Wow!" sounded again, and Yuan Hong's weapon was bounced away by Yang Jian again, as if Yuan Hong had taken persistent medicine.

When his weapon was blocked by Yang Jian again and bounced away, Yuan Hong seemed to be crazy, raising a water and fire stick and constantly slashing at Yang Jian's head.

At the same time, he kept muttering:

"Force split Huashan, force split Huashan, force split Huashan。。。。。。 I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Yang Jian was also led by Yuan Hong to distort the rhythm, he didn't know how to change his move at all, and he directly stiffened up with Yuan Hong, and kept using his three-pointed and two-edged knife to push back Yuan Hong's weapon that was slashing at his head.

The field was completely covered by the noise of "clanging bell!" like striking iron, and even Nezha, who was far away from the battlefield of Yang Jian and Yuan Hong, was stimulated to a certain extent.

The people of Nezha and the six monsters of Meishan had not yet started fighting, and the sound waves generated by the impact of Yuan Hong and Yang Jian's weapons were getting farther and farther away from the two of them.

Yuan Hong and Yang Jian fought faster and faster, and the earliest noise was just "Jingle Bell!"

But as the two of them became angry, the speed of their moves became faster and faster, and the sound of weapons colliding together changed from the noise of "clanging!"

It became a "jingle bell。。。。。。 Voice.

The two have been fighting for five hundred rounds, after all, Yang Jian's pure physical strength is a little worse than Yuan Hong's, and slowly fine beads of sweat appeared on Yang Jian's head.

Not only that, Yang Jian also felt that his arms began to go numb, his wrists began to tremble, and the three-pointed two-edged knife that usually worked well in his hands became as heavy as a thousand catties.

Yang Jian knew that his limit had arrived, and if he continued to compete with the demon in front of him, he would be killing himself.

used the strength to eat Nana to swing Yuan Hong's attack away again, and Yang Jian took advantage of Yuan Hong's next stick before he had time to hit it. Guangxi

turned into a little sparrow, and flew over Yuan Hong's head, Yang Jian just flew away from Yuan Hong's head.

Yuan Hong wouldn't be chasing Yang Jian, after all, there are really not many people who can fight with him for more than 500 moves without dodging or dodging.

Yuan Hong had already recognized Yang Jian in his heart, thinking that Yang Jian could indeed be regarded as a veritable master, not the so-called master.

But Yuan Hong was willing to let Yang Jian go, Yang Jian didn't know that Yang Jian changed into a sparrow flying over Yuan Hong's head.

Very narrowly pulled a piece of Xiang on Yuan Hong's head, Yuan Hong originally planned to look up and tell Yang Jian, saying that he recognized Yang Jian.

By the way, report your identity and let Yang Jian not worry. Yuan Hong would never have thought that a big master like Yang Jian would be so shameless.

I can't beat myself to defecate in the open, no, it's not open defecation, it's pooping on the opponent's head.

Yuan Hong raised his head, opened his mouth, and just wanted to shout:

"Brother Yang Jian, don't be afraid!"

Who knew that Yang Jian's lump of Xiang fell from the sky, and Yuan Hong saw that the thing falling in the sky was white and round.

Yuan Hong was stunned, and Yuan Hongxin said:

"What kind of secret weapon is this, how can I not feel any spiritual power fluctuations in it?"

When Yuan Hong was dumbfounded. Yang Jian's lump of Xiang fell impartially into Yuan Hong's open bloody mouth.

Yuan Hong subconsciously smashed his mouth, frowned, and wondered:

"What does this horse smell like, why is it a little bitter and a little stinky?"

This is fortunate that Yang Jian is an immortal, and the smell of Xiang is not as strong as that of mortals, and the other is after Yang Jian changed into a sparrow.

The Xiang that was pulled out was the same size as the Xiang of the sparrow, otherwise, with Yang Jian's tonnage, this piece of Xiang would be able to split Yuan Hong's entire monkey face tightly.

Yang Jian's original intention was just to pull a piece of Xiang to Yuan Hong's head to disgust and disgust Yuan Hong, who knew that Yuan Hong was so miserable.

This piece of Xiang fell into Yuan Hong's mouth impartially, and after Yang Jian's divine sense saw all this, he immediately knew that he was in trouble.

Although Yuan Hong fought to the death with himself, Yang Jian was not a fool, Yuan Hong's moves seemed ferocious, as if a stick wanted to slap himself flat.

But Yang Jian didn't feel any killing intent from Yuan Hong's heart, although Yang Jian didn't know why Yuan Hong didn't want to kill him.

But now that this piece of Xiang has been pulled into Yuan Hong's mouth, this Yuan Hong will definitely lose his mind under his anger, and if he doesn't kill himself today, he will not be a demon.

Yang Jian fluttered his wings and flew high in shock, and Yuan Hong smashed a piece of Xiang in his mouth for a long time before he realized what it was.

After feeling that he had been chewing for a long time was actually a piece of Xiang, Yuan Hong suddenly became calm, and Yuan Hong secretly swore in his heart:

"Yang Jian, I didn't want to be too cruel to you, but now, you, you dare to pull at my head.

I will take out this piece of Xiang in my mouth and not spit it out, I will also catch you and let you eat how you pull out your piece of Xiang.

Don't think that you can change the art of change is very good, the art of change, Xiaodao, I will too. Your transformation into a sparrow is nothing more than flexibility.

I'll turn into an eagle with more dexterity than you to catch you, and I'll see where you can escape!"

Thinking of this, Yuan Hong no longer hesitated, and suddenly changed into an eagle, spread his wings, rode the wind, and pursued in the direction of Yang Jian's escape.