Yang Jian was on the city tower at this time, looking at Yang Jiao, who had come back from the dead and looked wanton, the corners of his pale mouth were tightly bitten, and a pair of handsome eyes had left tears.

Because of Yuding Zhenren, Huanglong Zhenren did not blame Yang Jian for hurting him, and Yang Jian also had to compromise because of Yuan Hong and everyone in Yang's mansion and continued to listen to orders under Jiang Ziya. However, judging from his sluggish demeanor, he has not had a good year this year.

Yang Jiao's eyes naturally also noticed Yang Jian, just to avoid embarrassing his brother, this was not the best time to answer, his eyes were already firmly locked on Huanglong Zhenren in a bright yellow robe.

Such a naming of the war has already provoked the anger of Huanglong Zhenren.

Guang Chengzi glanced at Yang Jiao, and then his gaze fell on Huanglong Zhenren: "I explain that the prestige of the Twelve Golden Immortals cannot be blasphemed, junior brother, go, be sure to kill this guy." ”

Although Yang Jiao's rebirth is huge, the prototype of the supernatural will on the top is still not fully formed, and now Huanglong Zhenren has made a move, which is the best time to defeat him.

Although Huanglong Zhenren is the weakest of the twelve golden immortals, after all, he is an apprentice personally taught by Yuan Shi Tianzun, although the Yang family seems to be powerful, but it is expected that it is not the opponent of Huanglong Zhenren at this time.

Huanglong Zhenren and Guang Chengzi glanced at each other, and then the immortal sword volleyed out and faced Yang Jiao.

"Even if you have a bit of backbone-" Yang Jiao snorted coldly, and without answering, his body instantly turned into a blue light flashing, and the big knife in his hand came with the momentum of splitting Huashan with force, and the huge prototype of his will pressed towards the Yellow Dragon Divine Man.

A violent dragon groan sounded around Huanglong Zhenren's body, and the dragon groan that Yang Jiao roared from one after another. At the same time, the will of the Golden Immortal condensed into the essence also burst out, facing the rudiments of the will that was supreme and destroyed the heavens and the Jedi.

"Boom-"

The big sword slashed on the immortal sword, and Yang Jiao's fusion will also collided with Huanglong Zhenren's will, and the entire Xiqi City trembled with this collision.

This time, it was Huang Long Zhenren who retreated.

The fifth layer of the Nine Revolutions Xuangong, the level of strength can be compared to the blessing of the will of the Golden Immortal, in the case of equal strength, Huanglong's real martial arts are unfamiliar, and it is naturally not Yang Jiao's hand.

"Come on—"

With one blow, Yang Jiao's fusion will prototype on the top suddenly increased in power, and he directly suppressed the golden immortal will of Huanglong Zhenren.

Yang Jiao's figure flickered, and it was another split when he caught up.

Huang Long Zhenren had no choice but to block the sword in this move, and his body was blown away again.

In terms of Yang Jiao's instantaneous burst speed, he had already surpassed a golden immortal like Huanglong Zhenren.

"Boom, boom—"

A continuous collision sounded, Yang Jiao and Huanglong Zhenren turned into two clouds of light and shadow in the air and collided wildly, this speed, only Da Luo Jin Immortal could see clearly, and the Heavenly Immortal Martial Immortal and the like could only vaguely sense the two shadows.

"Poof—"

With a violent sound, the collision of the two lights and shadows finally ended, and Yang Jiao and Huanglong Zhenren returned to their original positions. The difference is that Yang Jiao's figure is getting more and more flying, originally because of the newly integrated figure, there are still many unsatisfactory points, but now everything is satisfactory.

Compared with Yang Jiao, who is more and more radiant and more vigorous, Huanglong Zhenren is much more embarrassed.

The long hair of the fairy spirit was shaved off, and it was scattered on the head, and the delicate and luxurious Ming zodiac robe was also turned into strips by a few knives, and hung on the body in tatters. Of course, the most striking thing is the right arm, the right hand holding the sword that has disappeared.

The final blow of the fierce battle just now, Huanglong Zhenren still couldn't block it in the end, and the fairy sword was split along with his arm. At this time, the blood rolled to the ground, exuding a shocking aura.

"I'm underestimating you, boy!" Huang Long Zhenren laughed miserably, spurting out a mouthful of blood from the sky, and then falling down heavily.

Just now, Yang Jiao slashed out a total of nine hundred and eighty-one knives, and each knife had a dark energy pouring into Huanglong Zhenren's body.

Huang Long Zhenren thought that he had blocked eighty knives, but Yang Jiao knew that he hadn't blocked a single knife.

"Obviously, he can be defeated with one sword, but he just used eighty-one knives, is this showing off his strength?" On the city wall, Guang Chengzi's figure snatched out and caught Huanglong Zhenren before he landed, and at the same time glanced at Yang Jiao coldly, and turned back to the city wall.

"Is this the famous Twelve Golden Immortals?" Defeating Huanglong Zhenren, Yang Jiao's momentum climbed to the peak, and he pointed his long knife at the group of golden immortals on the city wall: "That one dares to fight again?"

"It's so rampant!"

"The people who intercept the sect are really so ignorant of dignity and humility!"

“......”

When all the golden immortals heard this, their faces turned red and they all spoke, but so many people just scolded and scolded, and no one did the battle.

After all, in the current situation, the opponent is just a junior who has not yet become a golden immortal, and there is no glory if he wins, and it is even more embarrassing to lose. Although the Jin Immortals present were not afraid of Yang Jiao, everyone was willing to make a move.

Taiyi Zhenren took out a pill and applied it to Huanglong Zhenren's wound, and then glanced at Guang Chengzi.

Guang Chengzi nodded slightly, then looked at the Fear of Leaving Sun who was standing behind everyone, and said, "Fear of Leaving Sun, Senior Brother Fear of Staying, I will trouble you to go for a while." ”

"Yes!" the eyes of the frightened Sun behind the crowd flashed, and then nodded yes.

Guang Chengzi is the senior brother, and his order cannot be disobeyed by the fear of leaving his grandson, but the gaze that Guang Chengzi looked at him just now made him panic.

"No, the lamp is still dead, and Manjushri Puxian Cihang will definitely not say it, and the senior brother will not know. ”

Afraid of Liusun's gaze swept over Manjushri, Fuxian, and Cihang without a trace, and finally fell on Yang Jiao: "Capture him first." ”

Although he has always been very low-key, his strength is so strong, when he is above Huanglong Zhenren, he has seen Yang Jiao before he makes a move, and he asks himself if he has the ability to capture Yang Jiao.

"Afraid of leaving his grandson," Yang Jiao grinned, his eyes were hideous, and his body flickered and rushed forward, and the big knife went straight to the head of Fear Liusun.

Among the twelve golden immortals, except for Yuding Zhenren and Taiyi Zhenren, the rest are not strong in close combat, and the same is true for fear of leaving grandchildren.

At this time, seeing Yang Jiao rushing to kill, his figure suddenly flickered and disappeared in place.

Yang Jiao's big knife swept and only broke an afterimage.

"It's faster than me!" Yang Jiao's eyes sank slightly, and the big sword passed back without hesitation, and was slammed together by the stabbing long sword in the future. He lunged forward, dodging the oncoming blade.

Turning around, he was holding a long sword with a cautious expression.

His most powerful thing is speed, and if the surprise attack fails, the front is not so easy to solve. Through the temptation just now, I am afraid that Liusun has understood that Yang Jiao's strength is not weaker than him.

"Your will, it should be at the speed level, right?" Yang Jiao swung his sword, and the rudimentary form of the fusion will suddenly rioted, pressing on the fear of Liusun.

Afraid of Liusun, he only felt a killing machine coming towards him, and his body disappeared in place with a shake.

However, this time, Yang Jiao did not lose the trace of the fear of leaving his grandson, and the prototype of the fusion will and the figure of the fear of leaving his grandson disappeared almost at the same time.

"Boom-"

There was a loud bang in the void, and there was a unique fluctuation caused by the collision of wills, and then the figure of the fearful grandson was forcibly shaken out of the space.