Zheng!

The three-pointed two-edged knife was dazzling, and the spear slashed, as if the crescent moon fell from the sky at the beginning of the month, and the cold murderous aura came to the face, making people tremble, and the void continued to tremble, leaving a black crack where the crescent moon passed.

The mana was condensed to the extreme, but it restrained all the momentum, lifting the weight as if it were light, and there was no waste at all.

Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West world was also killed all the way from the catastrophe of the gods, and in a fit of rage, he shot with all his might, without the slightest mercy, and he must have chopped the three demons in front of him who dared to come out of their own pieces to pieces.

While!

In the void, a silver light flashed, across the three-pointed two-edged knife, a loud noise suddenly came out, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and the dazzling mana light burst out, like a round of rising sun, the earth trembled violently, and the sky was clear, whether it was the sky or the birds that were spreading their wings, all the ashes were gone, leaving only the blue sky.

The light dissipated, and the three-pointed two-edged knife in front of it was also a three-pointed two-edged knife, whether it was from the shape and material or the breath, the two were exactly the same, holding each other in mid-air, no matter up or down, no one could help anyone.

"Damn the demon! Today, I will break your corpse to pieces!"

The anger in Erlang Zhenjun's chest burned all at once, and his inky black eyes were faintly red, like a burning flame, wanting to burn the heavens and the earth to ashes, murderous and terrifying.

The three-pointed two-edged knife was swung out suddenly, revealing the coldness of the forest, the strange light flickered, sneered, and the spear in the sky was like a starlight in the sky, endlessly, lifting weight like light, and the momentum was terrifying.

However, the Erlang Zhenjun opposite him is not weak at all, it is also a three-pointed two-edged knife, one move and one style seem to be free and easy like splashing ink, but it contains the truth of heaven and earth, and the divine power on the body of the gun is amazing, such as pulling a thousand pounds of heavy objects, like astringent and real disease, like illness and real slowness, and the mana light is condensed on it, like a flying phoenix is as agile as ever.

When, when, when, when...... Two Erlang Zhenjun, two three-pointed two-edged knives, you and I fought back and forth, as if they were fighting in their own shadows, and the vast mana fluctuations continued to come out, shattering the surrounding mountains, and gravel fell all over the sky, turning thousands of miles into ruins.

The two Erlang Zhenjun here were in full swing, and the other two were standing on the top of the mountain as if they were watching a play, and the one on the left couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Jiang Hao, which of them is Brother Yang Jian?" I could tell the difference at first, but now I am completely confused!"

In order to make Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West, Jiang Hao and Nezha also clone Yang Jian's appearance, so that even if something happens, it will not arouse suspicion.

At this time, Yang Jian of the Baolian Lantern World, who was fighting with Erlang Zhenjun, was also a high-minded and arrogant person, and when he saw Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West world coming over, he took the initiative to greet him, and also sent a message to Jiang Hao and Nezha not to interfere.

"The one who currently has the upper hand is Yang Jian!"

Nezha couldn't tell which was Yang Jian and which was Erlang Zhenjun, but Jiang Hao was clear, because Yang Jian's body had the doppelganger of the world-destroying Black Lotus, and Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West was obviously not.

Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West World is extremely strong, he has already reached the first level of Daluo Golden Immortal, coupled with his combat experience, he is even stronger than the Golden-winged Dapeng Eagle, but Yang Jian in the Baolian Lantern World is not bad at all.

Although the strength level of the Journey to the West World is much higher than that of the Journey to the West World, the time node of the Journey to the West World is far behind the Journey to the West, coupled with the improvement of the strength brought by the merits of God, Yang Jian's strength in the Journey to the West World is also at the beginning of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, on top of the comprehension of the Great Dao, and even above the Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West.

At this time, it was obvious that Yang Jian had the upper hand, and the three-pointed and two-edged knife seemed to come alive in his hand, spinning and shaking, suppressing Erlang Zhenjun on the opposite side, and turning the balance of victory towards his side little by little.

Rumble!

The two of them were like electricity, staggered, the sound of weapons colliding sounded, and the ground in a radius of thousands of miles collapsed downward, sinking hundreds of meters deep, and the mana fluctuations swept in all directions like a divine sword, and where they passed, everything was cut off from it, and the cut surface was extremely smooth.

"Brother Yang Jian is so powerful!"

Nezha looked at the two Yang Jian in the field, his eyes were a little dazzled, in the blink of an eye, he couldn't tell which was true and which was false, but he remembered what Jiang Hao had just said, it was Yang Jian who had the upper hand, if it weren't for the fear of revealing his identity, he would have shouted a long time ago.

Jiang Hao was glad for a while in his heart, if he hadn't arranged the formation outside early and covered up all the movements within a radius of thousands of miles, he didn't know how many people would have attracted the attention of the two of them at the moment.

The more they fought, the more angry Erlang Zhenjun became, and his face was even more pale, only to feel that the whole person was about to explode, he never thought that he was also using a three-pointed two-edged knife, and his dignified Erlang Manifestation Zhenjun was not the opponent of this impostor.

When!when!when!

The mana has been injected into the weapon, every time he shoots is to go all out, there is no room for anything else in his eyes, only the enemy in front of him remains, under the rage, the mana is no longer as condensed as at the beginning, the silver light on the three-pointed two-edged knife lingers, and with his movements, he brings up a long jade belt, like a meteor falling.

Between heaven and earth, there was a vast white expanse, and the guns crisscrossed and crisscrossed, forming a killing net, covering a radius of thousands of miles, even Jiang Hao and Nezha, who were standing far away in the sky, were shrouded in it, and they had to urge the mana to form an arc-shaped light shield to block the gun.

On the other side, Yang Jian's chest was also full of murderous intent, his eyes were even more blood-red, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart that was constantly ringing, constantly urging him to kill him, but whenever he was about to be overwhelmed by this killing intent, the world-destroying black lotus clone in the sea of consciousness would emit a faint cold light, waking him up from his madness.

"It seems that Brother Jiang's guess is really not wrong! Once they meet, they can only be one of each other!"

Yang Jian's chest rose and fell violently, not because he was tired, but because he was trying his best to suppress the killing thoughts in his heart, so as to keep his mind clear, and deal with the violent attack launched by Erlang Zhenjun in front of him as calmly as possible.

He clearly knows that madness can make people exert extraordinary strength in a short period of time, but as long as he survives this time, he can only be greeted with death.

However, the surging killing intent was getting stronger and stronger, as if the volcano was constantly accumulating strength, and it could erupt at any time, and the cold breath coming from the Black Lotus of the Extinction was completely a drop in the bucket, and the effect was getting weaker and weaker.

Yang Jian held the three-pointed two-edged knife horizontally, and the mana around his body shone in ten thousand ways, as dazzling as the sun, and the calmness in his eyes had all dissipated, leaving only a thick killing intent, compared to killing Erlang Zhenjun in front of him, everything in the world seemed to be insignificant.

Rumble!

The three-pointed two-edged knife slashed down at the head, and the spear that rose into the sky went straight into the sky, looking like an ant grabbing a mountain peak and smashing it down, and the terrifying mana fluctuations shook the entire void to pieces.

And the same is true of Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West world, without the slightest show of weakness, the killing intent and anger have long overwhelmed his head, and even the magic spell and the eye of heaven are no longer used, like a mad cow rampage, every time he makes a move, he wants to destroy the world and the world, leaving no room for anything, as if he has gambled his life.

"Brother Jiang Hao, what's going on? Should we make a move?" Nezha also felt that something was wrong, and a wave of uneasiness rose in his heart, if the two Yang Jian in front of him were to kill each other before, then now it was more like they were going to die together.

"Don't worry, it's okay!

Jiang Hao's mouth was relaxed, but his expression was extremely dignified, and he didn't dare to be careless, the Black Lotus of the Destroying World and the Blue Lotus of the Pure World were already clenched in their hands, ready to save Yang Jian at any time.

He had already guessed the reason for this situation, the meeting of the same person in different worlds was obviously the same as the meeting of two magic weapons, it could only be one life and one death, the weak would die, and the strong would become stronger.

Because of the influence of the Black Lotus before the World Destruction, Yang Jian's mana consumption was obviously less than that of Erlang Zhenjun in the Journey to the West World, and his strength was above the other party, so it could be said that he had the upper hand in all aspects, in this case, Jiang Hao naturally would not interrupt.

Both of their faces began to turn pale, and sweat rained down on their foreheads, staining their sideburns and plackets, but their eyes were locked on each other, and neither of them flinched for half a minute.

Boom! Boom!

There was only a loud sound of mana colliding between heaven and earth.

At this point, nothing else makes the slightest sense!

All that's left is -

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!