The poisonous dragon that burst out of Ye Xiaodie's palm pounced on Yang Jian and the three of them with his teeth and claws, Yang Jian's luck blocked the poisonous dragon at a distance of one zhang away from him, he was not plagued and fed on poison, this poisonous dragon that had been digested by Ye Xiaodie, Yang Jian did not dare to take it rashly with his bare hands.

The poisonous dragon was still raging a foot away from Yang Jian's three people, and when the plague looked at the poisonous dragon, his gaze was almost dull. The plague has been with poison all the year round, and it is accompanied by poison, he knows that the poison is powerful, but why can Ye Xiaodi force the poison out?

The Giant Spirit God was not as cumbersome as Yang Jian and Plague thought, he just knew not to touch the green thing.

The body flickered bright and dark, and if you looked closely, it was not difficult to find that Ye Xiaodie's body was glazed, and the Immovable Hades Sutra was inviolable.

A wall of qi was set up in front of him to block the poisonous dragon emitted by Ye Xiaodi, although it was not as good as he was fighting with all his might, but Yang Jian did not seem to have time to be distracted to do other things at this time.

"Are you a reality in the Celestial Realm?"

Ye Xiaodi looked at Yang Jian and asked with a smile.

Leaning forward, he slowly narrowed the distance between himself and Yang Jian, and the poisonous dragon gradually changed from long to short.

"Thanks, if you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have remembered that I was so good!"

Ye Xiaodi approached Yang Jian step by step, as if he wanted to step on his heart every step, but the effect was far from Ye Xiaodie's expectations.

"Zhenjun, there is not much poisonous gas in this Ye Xiaodi's body, if we hold on for a while, we will be able to defeat him!"

Seeing that the poisonous dragon controlled by Ye Xiaodi was gradually weakening, Plague Poison shouted excitedly.

"Why are you afraid of the poison you put out?"

The giant spirit god seems to have found a breakthrough in the problem, staring intently at the plague, the poisoner must have an antidote, this is the right reason that makes sense everywhere!

"I don't have an antidote!"

"Why don't you bring an antidote?"

"There is no antidote to this poison!"

"Aren't you in charge of the world's poison?"

"To control the world's poison, there must be an antidote?"

The Giant Spirit God and the Plague Poison were chattering and arguing behind Yang Jian, and Ye Xiaodi frowned, wondering how the two of them could still have such leisure at this time.

"How about another one?"

Looking at the pestilence's persistence in his eyes of victory, Ye Xiaodi couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on him, and this feeling made Ye Xiaodie faintly excited.

When the words fell, Ye Xiaodi's left hand formed a claw, and a green gas was withdrawn from Mo Xue's body, and then the poisonous dragon that Ye Xiaodi shot out, which was already emaciated, instantly became thick again.

"Ye Xiaodie, when this poison is exhausted, I will see what you still have the ability to do!"

Yang Jian urged Xuan Gong, but the blocking qi wall became more indestructible.

"If you have the ability, make a move now!"

For Yang Jian's ridicule, Ye Xiaodie was completely unmoved, this was a boring contest, but now neither Ye Xiaodie nor Yang Jian could stop first, because they knew each other that no matter who stopped first, it was when the other person started to be unlucky.

Hearing Ye Xiaodie's words, Yang Jian snorted coldly and stopped talking, as if he couldn't attack Ye Xiaodie at this time, he was also unable to attack himself, what else was there to be more serious about two people?

In Yang Jian's eyes, Ye Xiaodi understood what he meant, and then turned his head to look at Hua Jieyu and Wu Xiyou beside him, the two people who had finished flirting with each other understood, and looked at Yang Jian and the three of them.

The smile on Ye Xiaodie's face became a little shy, in the past, he didn't know whether to live or die to fight more with less, but now it is his turn to win more and less, this feeling is really not fucking exciting and pleasant!

"Don't hurt my second brother!"

Ye Xiaodi made the same mistakes as many enemies in the past, and talked too much when he was proud! It took enough time, but he didn't kill Yang Jian and the three of them.

With a loud shout, just by listening to the voice, Ye Xiaodi could also guess who the arrivals were, not to mention the iconic fire-tipped spear.

Turning his head to avoid the cold glow of the fire-tipped spear, Ye Xiaodi ushered in Nezha's three-flavor true fire, accompanied by a scorching sound in the air, the poisonous dragon controlled by Ye Xiaodi instantly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The poisonous dragon disappeared, and Yang Jian was finally able to free up his hands to really fight with Ye Xiaodi, and nodded lightly to Nezha, which was regarded as a thank you, and the latter also chuckled and said that he didn't need to care, and then turned into three heads and six arms and rushed directly towards Hua Jieyu, but when he left, Nezha didn't forget to greet Ye Xiaodi with three flavors of real fire.

The temperature of the surrounding air continued to rise, and the burning sensation became more and more intense, pushing the cross star between the fingers of his right hand forward vigorously, and Nezha's three-flavor true fire was split in half by Ye Xiaodi in an instant.

Yang Jian had already carried the three-pointed two-edged knife to the front, Ye Xiaodi looked at the flames flowing on both sides of him, and when he was nearing the end, he finally didn't control his left hand, condensed a sword qi, stretched out into the three-flavor true fire and stirred it.

The cross star blocked Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword, and the sword qi mixed with the three-flavor true fire towards Yang Jian for a while, and the sound of continuous explosion was refreshing.

Withdrawing and retreating, he swung the three-pointed two-edged knife several times in a row to cut out the ice wall, which suppressed Ye Xiaodie's improvised three-flavor true fire sword qi until it disappeared.

"Great! Very interesting!"

Looking at Ye Xiaodie, the battle armor on Yang Jian's body was dazzling, as if expressing Yang Jian's excitement at the moment.

Thinking that if the blasting sound just now was used for Li Wuwu's girl during the New Year, maybe the little girl would be very happy, but I don't know if there is such a time, Nezha will use the three flavors of real fire to cooperate with herself!

Hearing Yang Jian's voice, Ye Xiaodie put away his thoughts, although he knew that it was dangerous to be distracted from battle, but sometimes he couldn't help it.

"Look at the move!"

An endless rainbow light shot from the blade in Yang Jian's hand towards Ye Xiaodi, and there was no mercy for the latter's subordinates, Yang Jian only hated that he couldn't seize the opportunity better.

Looking at the menacing Yang Jian, Ye Xiaodie smiled, still flying forward without any new ideas, but this time by Ye Xiaodie's side, a cyan sword aura gradually condensed, as if it was a soldier who followed the general on the expedition, the general did not retreat, and the sergeant moved forward bravely!

There was a loud thunderous sound, Yang Jian's rainbow light and the cyan sword qi behind Ye Xiaodi all dissipated, the dust and smoke gradually dissipated, Yang Jian smashed down with a punch from a high altitude, and Ye Xiaodi stuck to the ground to make a dragon turn around, and directly hit Yang Jian's fist with one palm.

From the violent sound exploding in the ears to returning to calm again, the figures of Ye Xiaodi and Yang Jian stood still as if they were frozen, but with the two of them as the center, the ground shook a hundred meters away.