The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian has been watching the movements of the rhinoceros from the corner of his eyes;

The jade horn may have nothing to do with cultivation, but cutting off the jade horn must be a great humiliation to the rhinoceros spirit.

He was waiting for the rhinoceros to attack violently, so when the rhinoceros suddenly raised his hand and patted his chest, Yang Jian was ready for a thunderous blow.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian didn't have a chance to make a move.

A majestic momentum descended from the sky, and this momentum turned into a cyan dragon claw in an instant, pressing the rhinoceros to the ground fiercely!

Yang Jian raised his head and looked forward to the left. In an inconspicuous corner of the Dragon Palace formation, a thin old man pressed his palm... The rhinoceros spirit in the Golden Fairyland is like a chick just hatched, and there is no room for resistance at all!

Prime Minister Gui Youzai's Youzai Youzai's voice floated... The victory and defeat have been decided, and you must not act wild in the land of the Dragon Palace.

The cyan dragon claws slowly dissipated. The rhinoceros was not seriously injured, but with a face full of shock, he got up and immediately lowered his head and walked towards the edge of the ring, not daring to stay longer.

Yuxu's disciple Yang Jian is guarding the ring, Prime Minister Gui's voice spread throughout the Dragon Palace, with some admiration, I would like to say something more, Yang Jian is only 500 years old in cultivation, he is full of righteousness, and he lives in an extraordinary place. If he doesn't have Yuan Shen Dao Golden Immortal Realm cultivation, he should not challenge him lightly.

Yang Jian stood indifferently in the field, holding the Demon Slaying Sword in his right hand, and pointing the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground; his left hand was behind his back, holding the Paiyun brick, adding a bit of... heroism?

Hmm, pride.

Let me ask the immortals of the Three Realms, who is worthy of the bricks in their hands?

Yang Jian had just knocked out a rhinoceros spirit, and he couldn't let go of this cloud brick that was just a fairy treasure. He thought about slowly accumulating it in the future, supplemented by treasures, and personally forged it into a big killer.

I come!

Hearing a long howl, a young man in Taoist robes, with three long swords on his back and long hair hanging loose, jumped into the arena. With a flick of his sword fingers, the three swords on his back were unsheathed one after another, and a long sword evolved around him.

In a blink of an eye, there were over a hundred sword shadows!

Central Shenzhou, Illusory Sword Spirit Sect, Bu Kuang, a disciple of the twenty-ninth generation! Please also pick up my sword array!

Yang Jian nodded and smiled. He had two completely different attitudes towards human monks and monsters.

Look at Bu Kuang who gained longevity by virtue of the way of the sword, his figure is swaying, and the long sword around him is trembling, spinning around him.

When Bu Kuang pointed his finger at Yang Jian, more than a hundred sword shadows turned into rainbow lights, and shot towards Yang Jian with a rapid whistling sound.

But there is no mercy at all!

Hongguang does not go straight, one hundred and eight long swords constantly change directions, perform grand formations, mobilize the general trend of the world, and disturb the situation of the world!

In the blink of an eye, the sword shadows could no longer be seen clearly! Dao Dao Hong Guang woven into a big net, covering Yang Jian!

The sword fairy named Bu Kuang probably has reached a certain level of comprehension of the way of the sword, with the conversion of rigidity and softness, the alternation of yin and yang, and this can become a great Luo.

Yang Jian also thought that this move was inevitable.

It can only be broken with strength!

Taking a step forward, Yang Jian left an afterimage on the spot, slashed flat with his sword without fancy, and swung a fierce Xuangang!

Xuangang crashed into the sword shadows all over the sky, but only a few long swords flew away, and the sword array was not broken.

Yang Jian was in mid-air, and his movements were astonishingly fast. He swung a few more black handles, some half-circled like a new moon, or erected like an iron shield, but they couldn't smash the opponent's sword formation.

The sword array gave Yang Jian a very magical feeling. Based on the sword, it has the softness of water and the rigidity of gold. The two are perfectly combined, and the rigidity and softness can be easily transformed.

This is……

Yang Jian seemed to feel something for a moment, and a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He put away the cloud smashing brick, and his figure spun around on the spot. The tip of the Demon Slaying Sword rippled gently, and slid across the track like ripples in the water.

The Profound Handle, which was originally extremely domineering, suddenly spread away like a wave of water!

It seems soft but firm, it seems slow but it is fast, the ripples pass by, and it can break all laws!

The ripples of the Xuangang passed by, and the sword shadow was rushed to pieces, Bu Kuang was a little caught off guard, his figure retreated sharply, but he still couldn't dodge it!

Although it was too late for Bu Kuang to evade, Yang Jian didn't want to hurt him. Yang Jian raised his left hand, and lightly grasped towards the front. The Xuangang, which was swinging far away, suddenly stopped, and then faded away like a tide, turning back towards Yang Jian.

this……

Bu Kuang's face turned pale, and then he gave a free and easy smile, bowed to Yang Jian, and said, The saint's sect is really extraordinary, thank you very much.

Yang Jian returned a bow, and said, Stealing the teacher in front of the battle, just laugh at me.

With my sword intent, break my sword formation... Hahaha! Bu Kuang laughed suddenly, and then sighed, I only know that I am extraordinary, I never thought that I would meet the strong among the strong! If fellow Taoists are free, you can come to my Illusory Spirit Sword Sect as a guest. If you can sit and discuss swords with you, I will not be in vain on the road of immortality!

If there is a chance, I will bother you. Yang Jian replied politely, and watched Bu Kuang return to the surrounding venues.

Nabu Kuang is also a swordsman in Central Shenzhou. He became an immortal in three hundred years, realized the true spirit in one thousand years, and won the fruit of longevity in twenty thousand years. His sword control skills are very strong.

But in Yang Jian's hands, the strongest sword formation was broken in just three or two moves. At this moment, the surrounding immortals were stunned, and no one wanted to go up to the stage to challenge the battle.

Just at this time, a somewhat feminine male voice said in a strange way, It's really a good skill to compete with the twenty-ninth generation disciples of a prehistoric and ordinary cultivating school for three generations of dignified teaching.

Before the sound finished, Taoist Huanglong groaned angrily, cursing: Who is slandering behind the back? Are you looking for death!

The previous speaker was an old man, but now the corner of his mouth was bleeding, but he was injured secretly by Master Huang Long, and he couldn't say a word.

The voice came from among the group of monsters, and this matter also fell on the head of the monster clan. As soon as Huanglong made a move, those two powerful monster races who didn't want to be troublesome had no choice but to stand up.

The burly male figure of the Yaozu Da Neng didn't speak, Mei Kongmei chuckled lightly, her charming voice was seductive.

She said: Daoist Huang Long has such a big temper. My child just said something fair, but he was scared out of his wits by you. Why, isn't he right?

Of course it's wrong! Huang Long pushed back with one sentence, but then he didn't know how to explain it.

This matter is also a bit complicated to say.

Yang Jian's identity is indeed detached, explaining and teaching three generations of disciples... This is really not a good thing to say.

Many immortal sects in Central China have different origins; the patriarch who founded the immortal sect may have been taught by the second generation disciples and disciples of the Taoist sect, or it may be the registered disciple of the three sects of the Taoist sect, or even the Dao inheritance left behind by the disciples of the three sects during their travels.

They are all Yuan Shen Dao, from the Taoist ancestor, and are inextricably linked with the three religions.

To be honest, Yang Jian's seniority in Central China is really a bit high.

However, most of the disciples of the three generations of Chanjiao were apprentices accepted by real people before the Battle of the Conferred Gods, to help them quickly improve their cultivation, and to use pictures as teachers to prevent disasters... But this matter cannot be mentioned to the outside world.

Chi Jingzi stroked his beard and murmured, and said: Although my nephew is a disciple of my teachings for three generations, he did not come from ancient times to practice. He started to practice hundreds of years ago. How can it be said that the big bully the small?

Seniority is seniority, although Mei Kongmei was chuckling, but her words were forceful, Ten thousand immortals admire the teachings of the old and the young, how come, can the seniority not be counted? Sigh, the immortal Jiejiao is not here today, otherwise it would be much more interesting to let them comment on it.

You! Taoist Huanglong's long hair fluttered in anger.

However, Chi Jingzi raised his hand to stop this junior who would ignore him as soon as his head got hot, looked at Mei Kongmei, and was about to start arguing about it.

Suddenly there was a chuckle on the ring.

So that's how it is.

Yang Jian opened his mouth suddenly, causing the eyes of the fairies to turn from the two powerful men to Yang Jian.

When Mei Kongmei and Chanjiao were arguing, who would dare to intervene? Even the Dragon Lord who wanted to help Yang Jian could only keep silent.

Not to mention Xiao Lan who hesitated to speak, Ao Ji who bowed his head in deep thought, and Bu Kuang who just lost the battle and wanted to argue for Yang Jian, all of them dared not say a word.

However, Yang Jian, the person involved, stood up, and after a chuckle, he showed a look of sudden realization.

'What is he going to do? '

Xiao Lan didn't know why, and she didn't know how Yang Jian should unravel the deadlock of seniority.

Let's look at Yang Jian, first bowed to the two masters from afar, and asked respectfully: Can I have a word with this monster?

Zi Ke, Chi Jingzi smiled while stroking his beard, and sat leisurely on the seat.

For some reason, Yang Jian, the second uncle, was very relieved when he was doing things.

Yang Jian got the answer, and just now he stood up straight and looked at Mei Kongmei; but he just watched quietly, without saying a word.

Not long after, Yang Jian's figure seemed to disappear, giving people an illusion of being detached from this world.

Mei Kongmei frowned, and said softly with a smile: What did you tell me?

Yang Jian also said with a smile: Dare to ask this famous monster clan, does he have a teacher?

Mei Kongmei was very cautious, and said with a smile: My monster clan values ​​bloodlines more than masters.

So that's the case, no wonder, Yang Jian nodded, saying no wonder, which made all the immortals puzzled.

What do you want to say? Mei Kongmei had a bad premonition, but Yang Jian had already started talking...

In terms of seniority, my master is Yuding, and my master is Sanyou Tianzun. Dare to ask this monster, Mei Kongmei, who are your parents? Who are your grandparents? But they are born with innate abilities? In terms of seniority, can they compare with my master?

Mei Kongmei's face turned red and then turned white, her phoenix eyes stared at Yang Jian, wishing she could swallow Yang Jian.

How can the footsteps of her ancestors compare to Sanqing?

Who is Sanqing? It was transformed by the primordial spirit of the Great God Pan Gu, and it even surpassed the innate spirit!

Yang Jian knew some of Mei Kongmei's heels from Ao Ji's mouth, and used this to force her to be domineering.

Mei Kongmei forced a smile and said: Zi Shi, it's incomparable.

Yang Jian's eyes were alluring, even facing the famous figures of the current monster race, he still didn't change his face, and took half a step forward!

So, Mei Kongmei, why don't you call me senior? Why don't you give up your seat?

You are bold! Da Luo, a famous demon clan, shouted violently, furious.

Am I bold? You are bold! Your seniority must be under Mei Kong's flattery, and you dare to yell at me, an elder?!

Yang Jian's eyes were full of divine light, and Da Luo was a little dazed, and he didn't dare to speak another word.

For a moment, Yang Jian threatened Da Neng and refuted Da Luo, and none of the monsters dared to refute.

But Yang Jian sighed secretly in his heart.

If it wasn't that he is not strong enough now, he can only make up with lip service, who would talk about this with these guys? It's already been shot with a brick...

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Therefore, every chapter you see is carefully polished... I revise it over and over again. When I stay up late and can't sleep, I will re-read the chapters just published, and revise the details that need to be revised and the details that are not perfect.

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