"Brother Yang!"

Lu Chunyang's gaze swept over the twelve commanders, and then swept his eyes at the clouds that stayed everywhere in the air.

Although he knew that he should not wade into this troubled water, he saw that Yang Jian was crazy with hatred, and he was afraid that Yang Jian would really be injured by the heavenly court today, so he appeared to persuade him.

Yang Jian looked at Lu Chunyang, and said in a somewhat firm voice: "If you come to persuade me to return, I can't listen to it." ”

"I'm not ......" Lu Chunyang groaned, feeling quite worried about the situation at this time.

He whispered, "Brother, wait, I'll go over there and inquire." ”

Yang Jian nodded indifferently, and Lu Chunyang took a step forward, exerted his magical powers, and appeared in front of all the heavenly soldiers and generals.

first sighed and said: "When I recalled the past, the Heavenly Palace was an official, and I was a minister in the same hall as you. Today, relying on this thin face, I came to ask, Yang Jian wants to enter the heavenly court to save his mother and return, and the punishment for Princess Bailian has been calculated for 500 years, why do you stop it?"

Many heavenly generals clasped their fists and saluted, and the heavenly generals holding the shield said, "Donggong should also know that the heavenly court is in charge of the Three Realms and maintains the order of heaven and earth, so the rules of heaven are strict. If there is no order in the Heavenly Palace, how can we convince the beings of the Three Realms?"

"If there is no general decree or His Majesty's will, you must not enter the heavenly court unless you are a person in the heavenly court. ”

When Lu Chunyang heard this, he was also quite helpless at the moment, this rule is indeed written like this, but there are few Da Luo-level generals who really care about it on weekdays.

There was a laugh from the corner: "On weekdays, it is not uncommon to see some reckless people going in and out of Zhongtianmen, why did Yang Jian suddenly talk about the rules?"

"Who is hurting people with an arrow behind the back?

The heavens will disperse their consciousness, but they will not be able to find out where the person who spoke is, but they will also find that within a thousand miles of the Zhongtian Gate, there are already many monks gathered here.

If the Zhongtian Gate is lost today, it will inevitably cause some trouble.

Lu Chunyang coughed, attracting everyone's attention back, and he said loudly: "Sword Immortal Lu Chunyang, I want to see His Majesty the Jade Emperor!

"Your Majesty the Jade Emperor, can you just see it?"

A laugh came from inside the Zhongtian Gate, making Lu Chunyang frown.

I saw that in the Zhongtian Gate, there was a strong man with a short figure carrying two meteor hammers, his dark armor was stained with blood, and his body exuded a fierce aura.

This person is really not fat, but he is really strong, but it is not easy to refine a body of flesh and blood to look like a 'fat winter melon'.

"It's General Gray Mu!"

"Hahaha!" The man laughed, as if he had captured Yang Jian at this time and was about to go back to his life.

The three heavenly generals guarding the door immediately frowned, but they each made a sound, and the two people with swords and guns retreated, vigilant against Yang Jian in case he suddenly attacked, and the heavenly generals with shields greeted him.

Although they are all Da Luo Jin Immortals, there is also a difference in strength, not to mention that there is also a high and low official position in the heavenly court, this shield-wielding heavenly general arched his hand at the short winter melon, and said, "Why did General Gray Mu come here?"

"A certain person came on order to take Yang Jian back to restore his life. ”

This gray Mu Senran smiled, and his somewhat pitted face was full of contempt, "You guys are really powerful here, after fighting like this for a long time, you can't even take a single Yang Jian!"

"You!" the gun-wielding general was about to curse, but the sword-wielding general grabbed his shoulder.

The shield-wielding general smiled: "In this case, please also ask the general to take action and capture Yang Jian, which also solves the danger of Zhongtianmen." ”

"Well said!

With a wave of his hand, the gray mou walked forward with two meteor hammers, but he deliberately ignored Yang Jian and shouted, "That's Yang Jian?"

"Gray Mou, do you still recognize me?" Lu Chunyang suppressed his anger and frowned coldly at Gray Mou.

"Oh, it turned out to be the reincarnation of Donggong, no wonder he dared to shout in front of the gate of heaven. A sneer appeared at the corner of Ash Mou's mouth, "How do I remember that after the reincarnation of Donggong, he refused the official position, saying that he only wanted to be intoxicated with the mountains and forests? ”

"Hmph!" Lu Chunyang drew his sword in anger, and was about to make a move with Ash Mu immediately.

Yang Jian was also a little crying and laughing in the back, this Brother Lu was also short-tempered, saying that he was here to persuade him, but he was going to fight again.

But this gray Mou also had some insults to Lu Chunyang, and it was reasonable for Lu Chunyang to act angrily.

After all, I don't know how many eyes are watching here, and if you can't pick it up, it's really embarrassing to throw it to your grandmother's house!

Gray Mu was not afraid, holding two meteor hammers to meet him.

Lu Chunyang's sword eyebrows were raised, his sword fingers were pinched, and the long sword on his back rose to the sky, and the gray Mu had just taken two steps, and the sky in front of him was already full of sword shadows!

This scene made Gray Mu also frightened, and Lu Chunyang's face was cold, his finger was pointed at Gray Mou, and the sword shadow in the sky discharged the sword formation, and shot away at Gray Mou!

Woohoo!

The sound of breaking the air is suddenly loud!

The gray mou sacrificed the meteor hammer, rolled up a gust of wind, and set up a curtain of wind.

But Lu Chunyang's sword was a rare sword-shaped spiritual treasure, but Ash Mou's double hammer fell, and the wind curtain was directly torn apart by an air sword and hit Ash Mou.

Jingle ......

There was a sound of striking iron, and hundreds of qi swords were all vented in an instant, and the gray mou's body was wrapped in clouds and mist, but the figure kept retreating.

When the clouds cleared, Lu Chunyang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to make a move immediately.

The gray Mu was extremely embarrassed, gritted his teeth and roared at Lu Chunyang, and his figure was about to rush up, but after taking the previous face, he knew that his divine power was just restrained by Lu Chunyang's divine power.

He is a physical cultivator, but Lu Chunyang is a sword immortal, and the magic power of such a sword is elegant and chic, which makes Ash Mu have nothing to do.

"Just a reckless man, dare to shout?"

Behind Lu Chunyang, another qi sword appeared, several times more than before, and the sky was full of sword shadows.

This really corresponds to a joke circulating in the Heavenly Court - the strongest supernatural power in the Heavenly Court is the Wenchen, not the general.

As soon as Gray Mou's eyes rolled, he was about to retreat immediately, avoid not fighting, and simply go back to participate in Lu Chunyang's book, and let Heavenly Court send troops to arrest him.

Lu Chunyang suddenly had an additional figure in front of him, making Ash Mu, who was just about to turn around, stop his steps.

Look at this person, dressed in silver scale armor, holding a spear without a spear, with long hair tied with a green belt, handsome but mighty, a knife-cut face with sharp edges and corners, and eyebrows that are not thick or faint are just right.

He smiled indifferently, turned his back to Lu Chunyang, faced Gray Mu, and said, "Brother, are you here to steal my limelight? ”

"Brother Yang, you ......"

Lu Chunyang hesitated, but still waved his hand to disperse the qi sword behind his back and stepped back.

Yang Jian suddenly appeared to stop him from continuing to make a move, naturally not just to 'show off', but to worry about Lu Chunyang's situation.

Why was the prince of the East reincarnated and rebuilt? I am afraid that this has been reshuffled by the internal forces of the Heavenly Court, otherwise it would be impossible for Gray Mu to despise Lu Chunyang so much.

If Lu Chunyang made a move with anger, it would be difficult to ensure that he would not bring trouble to himself, in fact, Lu Chunyang should not have appeared here today, otherwise there would be disaster in the future.

But Lu Chunyang was afraid that Yang Jian would suffer a loss in the heavenly court, and he also came to help each other for the sake of each other's righteousness, and he also wanted to resolve his mother's calamity for Yang Jian, but unexpectedly, he jumped out of the sky.

"You are the first to stop me from going, and you are the last to insult my friends, and today you should leave an explanation. ”

Yang Jian said coldly, and the spear pointed at Ash Mou.

That gray Mu originally came with high spirits, but he was pressed to the ground by Lu Chunyang and rubbed for a while, how could he not be angry in his heart at this time?

This anger was really ignited by Yang Jian, and he angrily scolded Yang Jian like a fierce beast, and rushed forward with a pair of meteor hammers!

He knew that Yang Jian was also a person who cultivated his body, so he came to ask for battle with great satisfaction! When he saw Yang Jian at this time, he suddenly had to arrest Yang Jian in his heart, and he could count his face as his own!

"Phew!"

"Hah!"

Two roars, one swooping from top to bottom, one rushing from bottom to top, Yang Jian fighting Ash Mou, spear against double hammer!

First they slammed head-on, and then they were shocked back at the same time, and their eyes were a little surprised.

"It's really amazing!" Ash Mou laughed, full of fighting intent, and chased Yang Jian with his double hammers.

Yang Jian held a gun in both hands, sweeping, sweeping, smashing, and picking, and fought with Gray Mou.

At this time, the flood famine, the way of the primordial gods, there are very few physical cultivators.

Since the Lich War, the Wu Clan has collapsed, and the situation of Yang Jian and Gray Mu being able to fight together is really rarer than the powerful battle.

At this time, the two of them stood up, there was really no fairy spirit at all, they fought in the flesh, each with their own skills, the fight was indistinguishable, and the killing was dark!

The heavenly soldiers and generals who guarded the gate of heaven did not dare to be careless, and Ash Mu seemed to be a little unpopular, and those heavenly generals did not make a move against Yang Jian.

Yang Jian couldn't fight for a long time, and he was also a little impatient in his heart, so he began to make dangerous moves, only attacking but not defending!

If the gray Mou battle went crazy, Yang Jian's moves began to go wild, and the gray Mou also became even more unrestrained, opening and closing wide, completely ignoring his own injuries.

Although this person is simple, he is not a fierce general, and the battle between the two armies can stimulate each other's morale.

One hammer for one shot, Yang Jian's qi and blood trembled, and he was also seriously injured through the silver scale armor, and the treasure armor on Gray Mu's body was not trivial, and Yang Jian's pointless spear could not be broken.

The injuries on the two of them are getting worse and worse.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting, Yang Jian had steadily suppressed Ash Mou, and the wisp of advantage he got was getting bigger and bigger.

And although Ash Mou also stimulated the combat power of the whole body, at this time, the combat power reached its peak, and he constantly wanted to bombard Yang Jian's vital points, but he was always accurately resisted by Yang Jian.

Finally, Yang Jian deliberately sold the flaw, Ash Mou couldn't see through it for a while, and smashed a hammer into Yang Jian's chest, Yang Jian flashed sideways, the spear turned, drew an arc, and smashed on the back of Ash Mou's head!

With a bang, Ash Mu's body flew forward, the back of his head was bleeding, but he still roared to himself, turned around and pounced on Yang Jian again.

Yang Jian suddenly withdrew his hand, his figure retreated violently, the two hammers of the gray mou failed, his body was a little unstable, and he fell two steps forward, his battle armor was damaged and bloody.

"You're seriously injured, stand down for now. ”

Yang Jian said coldly, walked towards Zhongtianmen again, coughed, and couldn't help the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Ash Mu gritted his teeth at Yang Jian for a while, and stumbled towards Yang Jian, "...... again Let's fight!"

"Do you want to die?"

Yang Jian said coldly, and there was also a line of blood flowing down his forehead, and his eyes were full of forest.

If it was tens of thousands of years ago, Gray Mou would have grinned and said that he would have died for the war.

But now......

'When did you become so desperate?'

Gray Mou's legs weakened, and he fell to the ground, unable to move.

And Yang Jian, who was walking towards Zhongtianmen, carried the spear on his back, grabbed it on the hairband, and an axe appeared in his hand.