Yang Jian casually waved out three knife streamers, his eyes were straight, and he shouted in his heart: Fuck me, fuck me, second uncle, give it to me, give it to me!

The three chaotic original qi, Yan Que's heart is broken at this moment, don't you know that I am lacking this thing? Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The three juniors received the gifts, looked at their master with envy, and had an urge to rob, so without saying a word, they immediately put it away, bowed three times, and quickly evacuated.

Yan Que looked at Yang Jian depressedly and said, "Second Senior Uncle, your old man is not kind!"

Yang Jian squinted at this and said leisurely: "You can't blame me for this, you have to blame your master, the eldest brother has already passed the word, no one can help you, presumably you won't want to rob your own disciple of the opportunity." ”

Yan Que trembled angrily, pointed a finger at Yang Jian, and said angrily: "Shizun is not more kind than you, thinking that as his disciple, I have a kind of Laoshizi mixed yuan and peacock Ming Wang Jing, if it weren't for my extraordinary talent and extraordinary qualifications, there would be no scum left to die a long time ago." ”

Yang Jian looked at Yan Que with a funny look, and said with a smile: "Okay, when the opportunity comes, there will be your benefits, the top priority is to come and fight with Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi wants to see how powerful the first person in the wilderness is now." ”

Without saying a word, his face was hideous, the divine knife was unsheathed, and the three-style knife technique was instantly split, like a mad tiger.

The old god Yang Jian was holding the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and he turned away from Yan Que's attack, and said quietly: "This level of attack, your name as a Yuanzun is not worthy of the name!"

Yan Que laughed strangely, the sword light continued, and he said: "Second uncle, be careful, the disciple has learned a style of sword technique over the years, and he doesn't dare to say that he is the first in the world, but the disciple is also very proud." ”

As he spoke, Yan Que put the knife into the sheath, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and shouted wildly: "Second Uncle be careful, this move is called: Chaos Tribulation!"

A knife slashed, the knife light flickered, as if splitting the chaos, everywhere it passed, everything turned into nothingness, time, space, everything, under this knife no longer existed.

The sword light shines out, and the tiny worlds are uncertain, that is, they are born and destroyed, which is very magical.

This is a new knife style created by Yan Que in the past few hundred years, based on the divine knife transformed by its own chaotic light, with the nameless scabbard as the branch, and in the name of chaos, to slash the chaos.

The essence of this knife lies in the combination of the scabbard and the divine knife, Yan Que has been getting this scabbard for hundreds of years, and has not realized the mystery of this scabbard, but he knows that this scabbard is very strange, more magical than the innate spirit treasure, it is a rare treasure, Yan Que has been enlightened for so many years, and finally realized a trace of usage, that is, combined with the scabbard, to create a chaos calamity!

Under the light of the sword, Yang Jian's face was unavoidable, his face was solemn, and he waved a three-pointed two-edged knife, a powerful and incomparable breath that did not belong to this world suddenly rose, Yang Jian waved the three-pointed two-edged knife and slashed down.

Suddenly, the space shattered, everything was silent, and a radius of tens of thousands of miles quietly turned into nothingness.

Yang Jian had already expected it, and moved the place where the two were fighting silently to an unknown place, otherwise under this move, he would kill many melon-eating people who didn't know the truth.

Yan Que swung out a knife, he didn't even have the strength to hold the knife, he was panting in the void, Yang Jian held the three-pointed two-edged knife, his eyes were closed, and a trace of blood flowed out of his eyebrows, and after a while, he spit out a breath of turbidity, and said slowly: "The senior nephew is really powerful, just with this knife, he already has the qualification to stand on the flood wilderness." ”

The disadvantage of Yan Que's knife is that either you die or I die, and when the knife is struck, most of it is wasted, seeing that Yang Jian just shed a little blood, he couldn't help but be curious: "Uncle Shi, your old man has used a little strength." ”

Yang Jian smiled: "Seven points!"

Yan Que sighed, really perverted, seven points of strength, can suppress himself to death, these ancient desolate characters, there is really no one who is easy to get along with.

Yang Jian scolded with a smile: "You kid is not satisfied, you know, Uncle Shi and I are the peak realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, although I have not beheaded three corpses, ordinary people who have beheaded three corpses but have no Taoism are not my opponents, seven points of strength, you can preach it everywhere, see if anyone laughs at you! Not to mention that you have only been practicing for a few years, Uncle Shi and I have countless ascetic practices, you have my seven points of ability, you can dream of laughing." ”

Yan Que said unwillingly: "How is the master better than you?"

Yang Jian closed his eyes, thought for a while, and said slowly: "In the past, it was just a little inferior, but now, ten me, tied up, is not the opponent of the eldest brother." ”

Yan Que Hu said suspiciously: "Master is so powerful?"

Yang Jian sighed and said: "This is also thanks to you, your experience has made the eldest brother realize the Great Dao, and the Tao is only between the backhand, and the current eldest brother is not weaker than the strong man who has just entered the realm of Dao Zun by cutting off three corpses." ”

When Yan Que heard this, he lowered his head and said: "With you people, I think that we have any advantages?

Yang Jian frowned, Yan Que's mental state was a little wrong, from the beginning of the meeting to the present, it was not right, Yang Jian sat cross-legged and recited the mantra: "Before the Emperor of Shangqing Zixia Xu, Taishang Dao Yuchenjun." Idle Ju Zhu made seven words, scattered into five shapes and became ten thousand gods. It is an inner chapter for Huang Ting, and the heart of the piano is a three-fold dancing fairy. The nine qi is reflected in the sky, and the boy of the god covers the purple smoke. It is said that the jade book can be carefully studied, and it will be sung ten thousand times for three days......"

Huang Tingjing, this is the most familiar to the monks, and it is also the most important classic, recited from Yang Jian's mouth, there is more of an unknown meaning, Yan Que slowly calmed down, and lowered his head ashamedly and said: "Thank you uncle, these hundreds of years, the nephew has been in a panic all day, it seems to be extremely chic, but he is often worried, the catastrophe is coming, the wife and children are the heart of the nephew, the nephew wants to laugh with them and be at ease, and he has fallen into the magic barrier for no reason." ”

Yang Jian said calmly: "You have too many thoughts, too much worry, you are a person who values love and righteousness, so there are these troubles, your fourth uncle has the same troubles as you, you can ask and see how your fourth uncle solves it, Uncle I don't have this kind of experience, I can't understand your feelings." ”

Yan Que thank you, the fourth uncle, is naturally the strange stone of Qingyun Mountain, the legendary Monkey King, Sun Wukong.

Now that he is in Qingyun Mountain, Yan Que will naturally ask, and immediately bid farewell to Yang Jian and go.

The flood desolate continent once again caused an uproar, Yuan Zun Yanque and Yang Jian fought, the desolation was eye-catching, and now the two of them went back to their respective homes, naturally there were good people who came to inquire, but the two of them were silent, which made people depressed.