In the twenty-seventh day, Yang Jian looked at Nezha, who was knocked unconscious by a blow, and his three eyes were full of anger, especially the purple Nine Heavens Divine Thunder in the eyes of his eyebrows, staring at Sun Wukong, who had recovered his six-foot body at this moment, and said: "Sun Wukong, you have completely angered me, I will kill you today!"

As he spoke, Yang Jian dispersed seventy-two changes and returned to his original figure.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian shouted: "Nine Heavenly Eyes, open!"

In an instant, the pupils of his eyebrows turned purple, and the powerful power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder spread all over his body, and the power on his body was unrivalled to Da Luo, which was really terrifying.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and then he said: "Erlang God, I didn't expect you to have such a means, it was really beyond my grandson's expectations." ”

After speaking, Sun Wukong exhaled, waved the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand and said: "But so what, under my old grandson's golden hoop stick, all your struggles are sudden, look at the fight!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Wukong picked up the Ruyi golden hoop stick and smashed it towards Yang Jian.

In this regard, Yang Jian was not to be outdone, and shook the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand to greet him.

I saw Yang Jian take a step, and his figure instantly dissipated in place, leaving only a flash of lightning from a purple corpse, which was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Before Sun Wukong could even react, a heavy metal impact on his shoulder resounded: Zheng-

Looking around, Yang Jian didn't know when he had appeared in front of Sun Wukong, and the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand was slashing at Sun Wukong's shoulder, although it did not hurt Sun Wukong's incorruptible body, but it still left a mark on his shoulder.

With the golden monkey hair drifting away in the wind, Sun Wukong immediately came back to his senses and lost his voice: "What a speed!"

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong was not afraid of anything, and with a shake of the Ruyi golden hoop stick, he directly smashed it into Yang Jian in front of him.

However, at the moment when the Ruyi golden hoop stick fell, Yang Jian's figure disappeared again, and the afterimage was shattered, and before Sun Wukong could come back to his senses, a cold light flashed, and the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed at Sun Wukong's head.

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Sparks flew everywhere, and the speed that Yang Jian showed at this moment shocked countless onlookers.

Even the three of Zhu Tiancang, who were far away in the Nantianmen Immortal Mansion, exclaimed: "What a quick move, what kind of medicine did this Yang Jian take, he suddenly became so violent!"

Of course, Yang Jian didn't know all this, at this moment, all he was thinking about was wanting to break Sun Wukong's King Kong body, relying on that ghostly speed, constantly bombarding Sun Wukong.

And even if Sun Wukong broke through the Da Luo Jin Immortal, his speed was very different from Yang Jian's, and every time he reacted and waved the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in his hand, it was a failure, on the contrary, Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged knife was constantly hitting his body.

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Sparks flew, golden monkey hair scattered, and for a while, Sun Wukong fell below, and even only passively beaten, Yang Jian completely revealed that his name as the first god of war in the heavenly court was well deserved at this moment.

And again and again in vain, Sun Wukong did not have the slightest discouragement, constantly trying to predict Yang Jian's moves, although he failed again and again, but there was no anger in his eyes, there was only a strong fighting spirit, that was the excitement of the opponent, that was the joy of the opponent.

I don't know how long it took, Sun Wukong suddenly roared excitedly: "I found you!"

Immediately afterwards, the Ruyi Golden Hoop stick in his hand was swung and smashed straight towards an uninhabited area.

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The stick and knife struck, and Yang Jian's figure appeared, especially Sun Wukong's brutal strength, which immediately made blood spurt out of his mouth, and his figure quickly retreated nearly a hundred feet.

Ignoring the blood from the corners of his mouth, Yang Jian looked up at Sun Wukong, who was excited, and said in a lost voice: "Impossible!"

In this regard, Sun Wukong showed a smile on his monkey face, and then said: "Erlang God, my grandson really thanks you, if it weren't for you, my grandson would not be able to practice the ability of the six senses, very good, very good, haha......"

"Six senses?"

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, Yang Jian's brows furrowed, but he didn't understand what these six senses were.

In the Nantianmen Immortal Mansion, Zhu Tiancang also frowned, seeing Sun Wukong's ghostly action of breaking Yang Jian, he knew very well what it meant, and he was even more curious about the six senses.

Subconsciously, he looked at the golden cicada beside him, and said secretly: "The latter is like a teacher, and he must know more than himself, why not ask!"

After making up his mind, Zhu Tiancang immediately asked, "Brother Jin Chan, what are these six senses?"

As soon as these words came out, the Bull Demon King also looked at the golden cicada, and he also felt very puzzled about the so-called six senses in Sun Wukong's mouth.

Under the gaze of Zhu Tiancang and the Bull Demon King, the golden cicada slowly put away the shocked look on his face, and then spoke: "The so-called six senses are eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, and consciousness, and the vast majority of our monks have mastered the first five senses, seeing with their eyes, hearing with their ears, smelling with their noses, tasting with their tongues, and experiencing their bodies!"

"And this last consciousness is what every monk dreams of but is difficult to grasp, according to what my master said, if you want to control the six consciousnesses, you need a great opportunity, and you can only be lucky!"

"The emergence of consciousness means that a person can predict the crisis, be able to grasp the flaws of the crisis and defeat the crisis in one fell swoop, and within the Three Realms, there are very few people who have mastered the six senses, unless those who have reached the quasi-saint level, even the Great Luo Jin Immortal is not a few people who can do this. ”

"This Monkey King actually mastered the six senses with the help of Brother Yang Jian's attack, plus his own cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian, unless the quasi-saint appears, Da Luo Jin Immortal can't help him, this opportunity is enviable. ”

After listening to Jin Cicada's words, Zhu Tiancang was silent, subconsciously clenched his fists, and said secretly: "Six senses, it seems that my experience is not enough." ”

From the words of the golden cicada, Zhu Tiancang can deduce that these six senses are one of the necessary conditions for quasi-saints, and if you want to master him, you must go through countless battles and accumulation, and even comprehend at the moment of life and death.

The most important thing is that now Sun Wukong has mastered the six senses with the help of Yang Jian's suppression, and in the case of being able to predict Yang Jian's attack, I am afraid that Yang Jian's previous advantage will be gone, and Sun Wukong will once again gain the upper hand, and even win.