"Ding!" Chongjiu muttered, the shadow of the pen behind him flashed, and just as the fist was about to hit his shoulder, a large blue traditional Chinese character fell into the fist.

Very strangely, Yang Jian's fist suddenly stopped, and the habitual surname generated from extremely high speed to extremely low speed shook the surrounding space, and then Yang Jian's surprised voice.

It was uncomfortable, there was a feeling of tearing up and down my body, and my whole body was like rubber, forcibly stretched.

At this time, Yang Jian is like a fast-moving high-speed railway, his fist is equivalent to the front of the car, at the moment of encountering the blue light, it is equivalent to the front of the car to stop, and the body behind still has a huge inertia, squeezing the front of the car forward, and what kind of consequences will be produced in the end, it is self-evident.

This one even began to creak, with a slight clicking sound between the bones.

Yang Jian's physical body, which cultivates eight or nine Xuangong, is simply no different from a magic weapon, and the damage generated internally is far greater than that of the outside, to put it mildly, only Yang Jian can defeat Yang Jian.

Yang Jian reacted quickly, and the Xuan Gong that filled his body quickly dissipated, although this dissipation was only for a moment, but for Chongjiu, it was enough.

The tide turned in an instant.

The demonic power in his body was frantically mobilized, and according to the extremely fast trajectory, it began to flow in his body, and the range that could be perceived became more and more refined, and the breath of destruction became heavier and heavier, and when Chong Jiu shot out, he even felt that the whole world trembled with his own shot.

Yang Jian endured the discomfort on his body and reactivated the Xuan Gong in his body, but looking at the tip of the spear that was getting closer and closer, his heart became cold.

Avoid it!

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, and the golden light outside his body flashed, and he turned sideways.

"Peng!!" A shot hit Yang Jian's left shoulder, bursting a wound at the mouth of a bowl, and the blood flowing in it glowed with golden light, and there seemed to be a trace of fragrance.

"Uh——!" Yang Jian roared, snorted, and the light in his eyes froze.

"Dong ——!" was another shot, hitting Yang Jian's forehead.

"Click!" Chongjiu only felt a pain in his hands, and his mouth was unstable, and the barrel of the gun had been blocked by the three-pointed two-edged knife that appeared in Yang Jian's hand at some point.

The yin and yang in the body rotated, and the cultivation was raised again, and then, it was the second shot, the third shot, the fourth shot, the fourth shot, ......!

The old demon's marksmanship has its own uniqueness, speed, ruthlessness, and decisiveness, it is to look at this gap, and when Yang Jian was caught off guard, he was slammed down, and the sudden yin trick made him stunned all of a sudden, and the Xuan Gong on his body was scattered, and it was not so easy to get together again, Chongjiu did not allow this situation to pay money, in this case, one shot after another stabbed the past, which can be said to have given Yang Jian the biggest blow.

This is a tactic he has been planning for a long time.

If you make a mistake, you will lose the whole game.

Yang Jian only had the power to parry at this time.

He never thought that Chongjiu's strength would reach this level, Yang Jian has absolute confidence in his own strength, even if he knew that Chongjiu had a baby with scissors with the power of yin and yang, he didn't care, he also had the baby, but rarely used it, he always believed that the physical body was the most powerful magic weapon, and the Pangu God was the best example.

Chongjiu's attack was too pediatric for him.

It's just that he didn't expect Chongjiu to deliberately show weakness before, and what he didn't expect was that Chongjiu's killer move was not a yin-yang scissor, but an unknown spell, or a kind of rule-limited treasure, and the two didn't expect that together, he would fall into such a dangerous situation.

Chongjiu, slightly gasped, but the look in his eyes became more and more crazy, Yang Jian had already completely lost the power just now at this time, in fact, at this time, his whole body was like a pinprick, the sting pain was unbearable, Chongjiu's speed was too fast, Yang Jian couldn't see the flaws, but the flaws were all covered up at the extreme speed.

There are three-pointed two-edged knives, and the whole person is still in the point of being beaten, and the eight or nine Xuangong is just about to run and charge his strength, and he is scattered by the tip of the snake spear that is constantly hitting, leaving a lot of white marks on his body, and the three-pointed two-edged knife blocks the vital point, and the other parts are indispensable to be taken care of by Chongjiu.

Even after the body has been refined for thousands of years, under Chongjiu's continuous attacks, cracks began to appear in the incomparably strong body.

"Hey!" Yang Jian was pressed and beaten by Chongjiu, his heart had already slowly accumulated fire, and he was also impatient, the three eyes on his forehead were closed, and his eyes trembled slightly, and he wanted to open them, and a trace of white light began to overflow.

Chongjiu knew the power of Yang Jian's third eye, and he felt almost the same in his heart, so he made a false move and withdrew from the battle.

"Erlang Zhenjun is really powerful, this game is lost. After speaking, he didn't care about Yang Jian's ugly face and flew back to Jilei Mountain. Although Chongjiu was defeated, he was still glorious, in front of the three-party army, he staged a scene of showing weakness in front and Jedi counter-killing, although the final counter-killing failed, it was not that Chongjiu was not strong, but Yang Jian's strength was too strong, and this scene was enough to make onlookers applaud.

Yang Jian's face was pale, and the words "Uncle" echoed in his ears: "Uncle", I don't know if it's true or not, it's okay if that kid really cheats, if my sister is really deceived by this kid, it will be a big loss.

After saying hello to King Tota, he hurriedly returned to Guanjiangkou with the Seven Sages of Meishan, and then went to Huashan, intending to ask Yang Chan for clarification.

Of course, the Tota Heavenly King is reluctant to let the top generals leave, not to mention that at this critical moment, there is no room for a little problem.

But who is Erlang Zhenjun? The Jade Emperor may not be able to control him, let alone a heavenly king.

Not to mention Yang Jian's departure for the time being, and then Red Boy fought here, facing Nezha, who was also a child.

There is basically no suspense in this game, and the two Zhangba fire tips are in one place.

It's just that the red boy is young and frail, and how can he defeat the third prince of Nezha, who is famous in the Three Realms, but it is only twenty rounds, so he only feels soft, and when he sees that he can't win, he shakes a shot and retreats.

Seeing this, Nezha immediately chased after him, but at this time, the red boy went to kill a horse pistol, and when Nezha chased after him, he turned around and spit out a ball of flames, which was naturally the red boy's stunt samadhi true fire.

Nezha had already prepared, the hot wheels rotated under his feet, and directly absorbed and smelted the fire of Samadhi, the power of the hot wheels was even better, and the red boy saw that his most powerful means were in vain, and he didn't care about the pain, for fear that Nezha was chasing, so he quickly fled back to Moyun Cave.

"Ah Li, seeing that the Pleiades Star Officer is not, you go up and kill him, not only can you lose one nemesis, but if your inverted horse stake can be watered by the heart and blood of the Pleiades Star Official, you will definitely be able to go to the next level. The opportunity is rare, there is no store in the village, and when the war is over, the Pleiades Star Officer returns to Heaven, and if you want to find him again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. ”

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