Chapter Ninety-Five: The Demon Wheel Battle
The demon clan provoked trouble, saying that he wanted to talk about his seniority, so Yang Jian took advantage of the situation to press people by seniority, pushed the boat down the river, and completed it in one go.
Mei Kongmei was scolded by her ancestors, but she still had to swallow her anger. This demon clan powerhouse was actually a little unsteady in his breathing at this time, but he forcibly endured the anger in his heart.
Suddenly smiled, and there was a lot of charm.
This demon clan powerhouse said softly: "The disciple of the Sect is really extraordinary. But my demon clan and your Dao sect belong differently, how can I judge the seniority?"
"This is a mistake," Yang Jian still stood with a smile, not in a hurry or slow, "All the spirits in the world are born because of the Tao." All souls are extinguished, all because of the way. The reason why my Daomen is divided into three religions is to educate the three realms and all souls. β
"I haven't mentioned it yet, but how many of the registered disciples of the sect founded by my uncle and ancestor are of the demon genus? The demon clan is naturally also among the sects of my Daoist sect, can you refute it. β
"I ......" Mei Kongmei really couldn't answer, because no matter what she said, it was wrong.
If you answer no, then you will offend the sect, and you will also offend many masters from the demon clan in the sect.
The answer is yes, but she recognized that the demon clan is a Taoist education, although she Mei Kongmei is a powerful person of the demon clan, how dare she say it so lightly?
Many great powers in the wilderness know that the demon clan is definitely not a Taoist sect, and many of the earliest demon clans are innate spirits, and Yang Jian is just covering the whole with partiality here.
But if Yang Jian's argument is spread out of the Dragon Palace, and the world is dominated by the human race at this time, it will inevitably take advantage of this to belittle the demon race......
Thinking of this, Mei Kongmei glanced at Yang Jian charmingly, but in her heart, she scolded the demon clan Da Luo, who had spoken sarcastically about Yang Jian, and scolded a heavenly dog.
She didn't answer, but it didn't mean that Yang Jian would give up easily.
Yang Jian was still calm, and closed his steps tightly: "That's the case, Miss Mei, if you don't call me senior, what should you call me? I'm the third generation of the Daomen, what about you?"
What about you?
What about you?
Yang Jian's words fell, and the three words of Miss Mei were even more eloquent.
"Good!"
The people of Huanglong Dao screamed, full of elation, and many immortals around them all smiled and saw that the demon clan was so powerful.
Chi Jing praised Yang Jian a little more, but he only felt a little strange, and said in his heart: "Senior Brother Yuding is silent on weekdays, and the disciple who has never thought of teaching is so eloquent. β
"Alas......"
Yang Jian sighed, and was about to bow his head and shout 'Little Uncle' to Mei Kong's coquettishness, but he suddenly arched his hand, a little excited, and withdrew all his momentum.
Yang Jian's voice of emotion spread all over the Dragon Palace, but there seemed to be a lot of melancholy, what he said was:
"What I said, you can't refute it, Miss Mei, I'll refute it for you. The Tao is born and the Tao is destroyed, and the Tao is in the hearts of all souls. Hearing the Tao is in order, and the one who reaches it can be the first. β
"I'm calling you a senior here, it's okay, you haven't been cultivating for many years, and the realm is far above me. And your posture of rising up later, sitting with my two teachers and uncles, this is the recognition of your strength by the seniors of the Dragon Palace, not the recognition of your seniority. β
"In the final analysis, the flood is respected by the vastness of the supernatural powers, and the order is ranked by the strength of the mana. Before I went down the mountain, Master warned me several times, telling me to forget that I had a saint and ancestor, to keep a low profile, and to be a down-to-earth person. β
Low profile...... Practical......
The corners of the mouths of many human race immortals twitched, and those demon clans also hated the itchy roots of their teeth.
Yang Jian: "Therefore, I have never pressed people with my teacher, and I don't want to smear the Tao, I am conscientious and conscientious, walking on thin ice, lest I do something wrong." β
"But in addition to being a disciple of the Enlightenment, I am also a Terran monk, I can't forget the slaughter and bullying of my Terran by the Demon Clan back then, and I slaughtered the big demon who caused disaster to the world all the way, and promoted the righteousness of my Terran Race!"
"Today, I use my fists and sharp swords, and rely on the skills taught to me by my teacher, to make my own reputation and fame, what's wrong with that?"
"I'm fighting against Bu Mad today, using supernatural powers to judge the high and low, and using my skills to divide the victory and defeat, what's wrong with this?"
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Mo Fei, no one in your demon clan dares to fight with me today, you can only hurt people with that secret arrow!"
Armed with a demon sword, every word punishes the demon's heart.
The immortals of the human race were excited, their blood was unsettled, and they couldn't wait to fight with the demon clan in the Dragon Palace!
Yang Jian's momentum had already condensed, and after these words, many demon clans were already angry, but they didn't dare to look at Yang Jian directly.
"Good! good!"
Mei Kongmei applauded three times in a row, and pointed at Yang Jian: "My descendant of the demon clan, there is no one who can defeat this person?"
"Ancestor, I am willing to teach the disciples to make good moves!"
Behind Mei Kongmei, a young demon clan's hair fluttered, and he angrily asked for his life.
"Go! Fight the majesty of my demon clan!" Mei Kongmei pointed with her hand, and the young demon clan jumped into the field, facing Yang Jian, and arched his hand.
No matter how angry you are in your heart, this is the Dragon Palace, and you can't fight to the death.
Yang Jian nodded indifferently, and had already recognized that the other party was also a demon with a strong body. Immediately afterwards, he saw that this demon did not need treasures, and rushed towards him alone, and simply put away the demon slaying sword and cloud brick.
The two figures were separated by a hundred feet, as if there was a tacit understanding, and suddenly accelerated at the same time!
The young man was quiet and elegant, but at this time he was like a madman, his long hair fluttering, and the treasure light on his hands appeared, and he turned into two tiger claws!
One claw plucked Yang Jian's heart and lungs, and the other claw slapped Yang Jian's face door!
Yang Jian didn't dodge or dodge, his left fist and right palm, and his moves were so fast that a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in front of the Dragon Palace!
A punch hit the middle of the young tiger demon's tiger claws;
With a palm, it slapped on the wrist of the tiger demon's other beast claw!
Flesh to flesh!
The demonic power of the tiger demon was instantly dispersed by Xuan Qi, and the tiger claw was shattered, and the wrist of the other tiger claw was cut off by Xuan Gang!
Yang Jian let out a low shout, and Xuan Gang pushed out like a wall.
The figure of the tiger demon flew upside down, turning into a white-haired tiger in mid-air, and its forelimbs were destroyed!
The tiger demon finally couldn't help it at this time, and let out a miserable scream in the air: "Ah!"
A big hand came from behind and caught the tiger demon, and then an elixir exuding pure demonic power sank into the tiger demon's mouth.
It was Mei Kongmei who made the shot, she took the tiger demon back in person, put it behind her, and said again: "Who is going?"
"Me!" Another young man of the demon clan stood up, walked into the entrance, and without saying much, he launched a magical power to fight with Yang Jian.
Yang Jian also didn't say a word, broke the ten thousand meetings with one force, fought for more than ten rounds, and injured this big demon.
Mei Kongmei shot again, still feeding the demon clan elixir for the defeated big demon, and personally took it back behind her.
Without waiting for her to ask, another young man from the demon clan stood up and faced Yang Jian.
Although Yang Jian didn't see the slightest tiredness, the Terran monks around him shouted and scolded one after another, and the demon clan really did such a wheel battle.
But this place is the Dragon Palace, and the rules set by the Dragon King himself are like this to defend and attack. Even if the demon clan wheel battle, as long as Yang Jian is undefeated, there is no way to replace him.
There are dozens of Golden Immortal Demons of the younger generation who came here today, and these dozens of Golden Immortal Demons have gathered around Mei Kongmei's body, and they have come out one by one, fighting one after another, and all of them have returned with injuries.
The turtle prime minister just struck the gong on the side, and did not make a sound.
Three demons, five demons, seven demons, twelve demons!
Yang Jian used eight or nine Xuangong to resist the enemy, patting cloud bricks and slaying demon swords in turn, each battle was more intense than the previous one, and the demon clan's juniors Golden Immortal Demon made a move, and they became more and more unscrupulous.
In the back, as soon as the big demon came up, he urged his strongest supernatural power with all his might, even if it was just to consume some more Yang Jian's cultivation, even if it was just to hit Yang Jian!
If you lose, you can still get Mei Kongmei, the old ancestor, to look at her differently, how can they all earn.
But Yang Jian didn't complain about anything at all, just faced the battle!
The fight is in full swing, and the fighting spirit is strong!
Previously, Yang Jian had already told all his ambitions!
Even in this great world where golden immortals are like dogs and Daluo is everywhere, he Yang Jian has to fight all the way!
The demon clan can only be his pedal, and Heavenly Court is definitely not his end!
After today, my name will be passed on in the wilderness!
Ascend tomorrow, the heavens and the earth are frightened!
Yang Jian didn't retreat a step, didn't say a word, and fought the big demon of the demon clan, and the group of demons was also aroused, one demon was picked up, and the other demon immediately rushed up, not giving others a chance to challenge at all.
In the audience, Yang Jian's battle against the sixteen demons has already been frustrated, and there are more and more rounds of no fighting.
Ao Ji stood up stubbornly and shouted: "Brother Yang! I am willing to fight for you! You can rest for a while!"
"No need," Yang Jian replied indifferently, his figure standing proudly, a strand of scattered long hair hanging down on the left side of his cheek, adding a bit of chic to him.
"How dare you underestimate my demon clan!" A banshee rushed into the arena and smashed the magic weapon at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian slapped it with one palm, this is just a banshee in the Heavenly Immortal Realm who vomited blood and flew upside down, and was caught by a dragon master in time, but she did not die.
Mei Kongmei had completely calmed down at this time. Today, sixteen big demons have been defeated, which is almost the same as defeating sixty-six big demons, and they are also swept away.
But as long as the method of wheels is used, let the younger generation of the demon clan take turns to fight Yang Jian, and consume his cultivation, as long as they win one game, their demon clan can also win back some face.
Whoever can be lucky, win the battle and cultivate Yang Jian, who has been emptied, is destined to be praised by the demon clan!
The younger generation of the demon clan, Jin Xian, has also understood this trick, and one by one they are desperate and secretly plotting.
The six demons went into battle one after another, and Yang Jian's face was already a little pale.
Twenty-two demons in a row, although it is only a supernatural collision, but the golden immortal demons here are all extraordinary, and it is difficult to suppress the opponent's supernatural powers and magic weapons.
At this time, the Xuan Qi in Yang Jian's body could only barely function, and the twenty-four Xuan Beads were all much dimmed at this time. ββAfter the death of the bone demon in battle, a bead was also condensed when cultivating the thirty-six methods of Tiangang.
The twenty-third demon, but it directly turned into a human-faced giant python, cast a mystical method, urged the black clouds, and swallowed Yang Jian in one bite.
Yang Jian forcibly raised a breath of mystery, turned into a giant peng, and grabbed the python's body......