"I don't believe I can't blow up your turtle shell!" Yang Yu shook his right hand, the Xuanming Banner was withdrawn, and the Canglong Bone Sword fell into his hand.

As soon as the bone sword was in his hands, a terrifying ferocious aura erupted, like a dragon spanning from Henggu, and it collided with Zheng Xiaojian's fist.

Gold and iron are intertwined, and Yang Ji's clothes sway with the wind, like a mountain, which cannot be shaken.

Zheng Xiaojian stepped back dozens of steps, and when he looked down, a hideous sword mark actually appeared on the golden hand, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Your turtle shell isn't very good, is it?" Yang Yu casually took out a few more spirit grasses and stuffed them into his mouth.

Yang Wei lacks everything, the only thing that is not lacking is the spirit grass, with the ancient back garden, the total amount of his spirit grass is almost infinite, which is also the reason why the Yang Shen Medical Center can rise rapidly.

Even if other sects have spiritual grass, they must cherish and use it, how can they use it directly to practice medicine and save people with an endless squander like Yang Ji?

"Boy, it's just a little skin trauma to me, what's there to be proud of?"

Zheng Xiaojian's eyes were full of pride, he was confident that with the cooperation of the Golden Bell Jar and the Mighty King Kong Hand, even the Miao family's Long San would be able to fight!

But Zheng Xiaojian was afraid that he didn't expect that Long San would have died in the hands of Yang Ji a long time ago, if he knew, he probably wouldn't be so proud.

"You Qinglong can fight, you can't fight, pretending to be forced is a person who has never been seen before or since. ”

The dragon bone sword danced wildly, and one after another sword qi rushed out.

"Choking, choking—"

Zheng Xiaojian could only be blocked by those golden big hands, and as the sword qi fell, the golden big hands were already scarred, and blood continued to overflow from the wounds.

"Boy, what kind of sword are you?" Zheng Xiaojian asked.

"Kill the dog sword, are you a dog?" Yang Ji teased in his mouth, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, flying towards Zheng Xiaojian.

"Boy, don't be too rampant! Don't you think that I can't help you with the divine sword?!" Zheng Xiaojian was extremely angry when he heard Yang Ji's words, and rushed towards Yang Ji again.

But before he could get close to Yang Ji, another sword qi struck, frightening Zheng Xiaojian and hurriedly flew backwards.

"What, isn't your turtle shell very hard, why do you still have to run?" Yang Ji teased in his mouth, the movements in his hands did not stop, the bone sword flew, and the sword qi overflowed.

"Don't use a divine sword if you have the ability!"

"It's a dog sword!"

“…… If you have the ability, don't use a dog sword!"

"No, if you want to kill a dog, you must use a dog sword, otherwise I'm afraid of being bitten by a dog and getting rabies!" Yang Ji teased in his mouth, and the sword swung even faster.

"Buzz—"

But at this time, the Canglong Bone Sword suddenly rioted, as if it was about to break free from Yang Ji's hands.

"What broken sword, be honest?!" Yang Yu hurriedly clenched the Canglong Bone Sword with both hands to prevent the bone sword from flying out of his hand.

It was the first time he had seen a riot in the Dragon Bone Sword.

"Boom-"

And at the same time, Zheng Xiaojian made a quick move, and at the moment when Yang Ji lost his mind, a punch smashed on Yang Ji's chest, and Yang Ji was beaten and flew backwards for hundreds of meters.

The Canglong Bone Sword was still struggling frantically, as if to protest against Yang Ji saying that it was a "dog sword".

"Uh, you won't be angry because I said that you are a dog sword, right?" Yang Wei looked at the Canglong Bone Sword strangely, and said, "I just want to express that he is a dog, it's a big deal I don't say it......"

“……”

As Yang Ji's voice fell, the Canglong Bone Sword also calmed down again.

Yang Jian was stunned, this Nima's is too supernatural, right? This sword can really understand his own words? Although Yang Jian has always known that weapons have spirituality, he has not encountered this situation yet!

"Whoosh-"

At the same time, Zheng Xiaojian rushed towards Yang Ji again.

"Dare to come?"

A playful smile hung on the corner of Yang Yu's mouth, and the Canglong Bone Sword slammed up, the dragon raised its head and was used by him, and the Canglong head rose at Zheng Xiaojian's feet.

Zheng Xiaojian hurriedly jumped up, but it was too late, he was still bitten by the head of the dragon, and the golden bell jar could not completely resist, and blood flowed out wildly.

"Wan Jun Thunder—"

Yang Wei didn't stop there, as Canglong's head disappeared, a thunderbolt shot out, and the bucket-thick thunderbolt directly hit Zheng Xiaojian's head.

Zheng Xiaojian felt like he had been hit in the head by a sledgehammer, his brain was blank, and his hair was even more erect from the roots, looking extremely embarrassed.

"You look quite chic, huh?" Looking at Zheng Xiaojian's explosive head, Yang Wei smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, I must kill you!" When did Zheng Xiaojian suffer such an insult? Even if he was a dog for the Miao family, Long Xingtian had never humiliated him so much!

I saw Zheng Xiaojian move quickly, moving in a zigzag, but in an instant, he dodged the attacking sword qi, came to Yang Ji's face, and smashed out again with a punch.

"Whoosh-"

Yang Jian hurriedly raised the Canglong Bone Sword to block, but he was still beaten and flew backwards for dozens of meters, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, and Zheng Xiaojian's punch could penetrate the armored car.

But all this is not over yet, at the same time as Yang Ji was studied, Zheng Xiaojian rushed out again, intending to beat the water dog.

"***, how about dripping it yet?!"

Yang Yu was beaten out of anger, and before Zheng Xiaojian's attack fell, his body flickered, and the afterimage was launched, and five clones appeared.

The six Yang Jie were all holding the Canglong Bone Sword and looked at Zheng Xiaojian with contempt.

"......" Zheng Xiaojian's brows tightened together, he knew that there was only one real body out of the six, and the other five were all afterimages, but the key was that he didn't know which one was the afterimage!

I saw six Yang Jian wielding sword qi at the same time, and six sharp sword lights shrouded Zheng Xiaojian from all directions.

Zheng Xiaojian's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly protected his hands in front of him, and squatted down slightly, reducing the area of attack as much as possible, but his back was still slashed several times by Yang Ji's own dragon bone sword, and the blood flowed nonstop.

At the same time, Yang Jian slammed on the ground, galloped backwards, and distanced himself from Zheng Xiaojian again.

"Wow, I'm ...... angry"

Zheng Xiaojian was about to explode, he was confident that he could kill Yang Ji in an instant in close combat, but the other party didn't fight with him at all, he attacked with a bone sword from a long distance, and ran away after the fight, without the dignity of a strong man at all.

But the other party's shameless way of playing gave him the most headache, he didn't have any way to take Yang Ji at all, once he entered, the other party used the afterimage to confuse himself!

"Zheng puppy, are you convinced?!" Yang Ji looked at Zheng Xiaojian with a playful look and said teasingly.

"I'm not called Zheng puppy!"

"Then your name is Zheng very cheap?"

"Fart, Lao Tzu is not called Zheng very cheap, Lao Tzu is called Zheng Xiaojian!"

Zheng Xiaojian's face was blue with anger, and he wanted to rush forward, but looking at Yang Ji's bright bone sword, he couldn't help but shrink his neck again.

He was not afraid of Yang Ji, but he was very afraid of the divine sword, this thing was extremely sharp, and his golden bell was like paper paste in front of the divine sword.

"It doesn't matter if you're a cheap or a dog, I must destroy your Blue Dragon Society today!"

Yang Jian sneered, and the Canglong Bone Sword waved at will, which frightened Zheng Xiaojian to retreat again and again, but now Yang Jian didn't use the sword qi at all.

"Boy, don't deceive people too much!"

"I'll bully you, don't accept you to bite me!" The playfulness at the corner of Yang Yu's mouth increased a little more, and he looked at Zheng Xiaojian with contempt.

"I'm not a dog, why did I bite you?"

"You're not a dog, so why are you listening to the Miao family so much?" Yang Ji asked.

This Zheng Xiaojian is indeed a character, the Golden Bell Jar is as pure as a cultivator, if there is no Canglong Bone Sword, he really can't defeat the other party, but the Canglong Bone Sword is the nemesis of all defenses, no matter how against the sky, it can destroy the withering and decaying.

Zheng Xiaojian knew that if he continued to consume, he would not be able to kill Yang Jie, and the people behind Yang Jian and Yang Ying were also extraordinary, if all of them joined forces to attack him, he would not have the slightest chance of winning.

"The green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, boy, I'll let you go today......"

Zheng Xiaojian was very unconvinced, but he had no choice, the person in front of him was not something he could deal with at all.

And this kid's mouth is also very rebellious, he suspects that if he is not killed by the other party's sword, he will be angry to death first, and he will run away immediately.

"Who said you could go?" Yang Yu sneered, and his feet were floating and shining, and he appeared in front of Zheng Xiaojian.

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