Yang Jian has been staring at the movements of the rhinoceros essence with the rest of his eyes;

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

He was waiting for the rhinoceros essence to burst into trouble, so when the rhinoceros essence suddenly raised his hand and slapped it on his chest, Yang Jian was ready for a thunderous blow.

It's a pity that Yang Jian didn't have a chance to make a move.

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

Yang Jian looked up at the left front, in an inconspicuous corner of the Dragon Palace Great Array, a thin old man pressed his palm weakly...... The rhinoceros essence of the Golden Wonderland is like a chick that has just come out of the shell, and there is no room for resistance at all!

Prime Minister Gui's voice floated in...... "The victory and defeat have been divided, and the land of the Dragon Palace must not be wild." ”

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

"Yuxu disciple Yang Jian guarded," Prime Minister Gui's voice spread throughout the Dragon Palace, with some appreciation, "Xiao Chen said one more thing, Yang Jian's cultivation is only five hundred years old, he is upright, and his body is extraordinary, if there is no Yuan Shendao Golden Immortal Realm cultivation, he can't be challenged lightly." ”

Yang Jian stood indifferently in the middle of the field, holding the Demon Slaying Sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and his left hand was behind him, holding the cloud brick, adding a few points...... Heroism?

Well, arrogant.

Just ask the Three Realms Immortals, who is worthy of the bricks in their hands?

Yang Jian had just stunned a rhinoceros essence, and he already couldn't put down this cloud brick that was just a fairy treasure, thinking that he would slowly cultivate it in the future, supplemented by treasures, and refine it into a big killing weapon with his own hands.

"I'm coming!"

Hearing a long roar, a young man in a Taoist robe, carrying three long swords on his back, and long hair jumped into the ring, his sword pointed at him, and the three swords behind his back came out of the sheath one after another, evolving a long sword around him.

In an instant, there were more than 100 sword shadows!

"Zhongshenzhou, Phantom Sword Spirit Sect, twenty-ninth generation disciple Bu Mad! Please also pick up my sword array!"

Yang Jian nodded and smiled, treating the human race cultivator and the demon clan with two completely different attitudes.

Look at the madness who has gained immortality by virtue of his sword, his figure swaying, and the long sword around his body trembles, revolving around him.

When Bu Mad fingered Yang Jian, more than 100 sword shadows turned into rainbow lights, and with a rapid whistling sound, they shot towards Yang Jian.

But there was no mercy at all!

The rainbow light is not straight to the point, one hundred and eight long swords are constantly changing directions, deducing the great array, mobilizing the general trend of heaven and earth, and disrupting the situation of heaven and earth!

In just the blink of an eye, the sword shadows were no longer visible! The rainbow light of the Dao Dao woven into a large net and covered Yang Jian!

The sword immortal named Bu Mad is afraid that his comprehension of the way of the sword has reached a certain peak, the transformation of rigidity and softness, and the mutuality of yin and yang, with which he can become a great Luo.

Yang Jian's heart also rose to the idea that this trick was unavoidable.

Only by force can it be broken!

One step later, Yang Jian left an afterimage in the spot, and a sword without any fancy slashed flatly, swinging out a sharp Xuangang!

Xuan Gang crashed into the sword shadows in the sky, but only a few long swords flew away, but he did not break the sword array.

Yang Jian was in mid-air, his movements were amazingly fast, and he swung out a few Xuangang again, or a semicircle like a crescent moon, or erected like an iron shield, but he couldn't smash the opponent's sword array.

That sword formation gave Yang Jian a very strange feeling. Based on the sword, but there is the softness of water and the rigidity of gold, the two are perfectly combined, and the rigidity and softness are transformed into wishes.

This is......

Yang Jian seemed to feel something for a moment, and the corners of his mouth showed a chuckle.

He put away the cloud brick, and his figure spun in place, the tip of the Demon Slaying Sword gently rippling, gliding over a trajectory like a ripple in the water.

Xuangang, who was originally extremely domineering, suddenly spread away like a water wave!

It seems to be soft and rigid, it seems to be slow and fast, and the ripple marks have been waved, and it can break ten thousand laws!

Xuangang's wave marks swept over, the sword shadow was rushed to pieces, Bu Mad was a little caught off guard, and the figure retreated sharply, but it was never able to dodge!

Although Bu Mad didn't have time to dodge, Yang Jian didn't hurt him. Yang Jian's left hand was raised, and he grabbed it lightly in front of him, and Xuangang, who was far away, suddenly stopped, and then faded like a tide, all of them turned back towards Yang Jian.

"This ......"

Bu Maan's face turned a little pale, and then he smiled freely, made a gesture to Yang Jian, and said: "The saint's disciple is really extraordinary, thank you." ”

Yang Jian returned the bow and said, "Steal the teacher in battle, see and laugh." ”

"With my sword intent, break my sword formation...... Hahaha!" Bu Mad suddenly laughed a few times, and then sighed, "It's just that I am extraordinary, and I don't want to end up meeting the strong in the strong!

"If you have the chance, you will bother. Yang Jian politely replied, and watched Bu Mad return to the surrounding venues.

Nabu Mad is also a kendo wizard in Zhongshenzhou, who has become an immortal in three hundred years, realized the true spirit in a thousand years, and won the immortal Dao fruit in 20,000 years, and his sword art is very strong.

But in Yang Jian's hands, the strongest sword formation was broken in just three or two moves, and the surrounding immortals were suppressed at this time, and no one wanted to go to the stage to fight.

At this moment, a somewhat feminine male voice said in a weird manner, "It is really a good skill to expound the three generations of the teachings and compete with the twenty-ninth generation disciples of the ordinary immortal cultivation sect of the Great Desolation." ”

Before the voice was finished, the Huanglong Daoist snorted angrily and scolded: "Who is slandering behind the scenes?

The previous speaker was an old man, and at this time, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he was secretly injured by Huanglong Zhenren, and he couldn't say a word.

The voice came from among the demons, and the matter also fell on the heads of the demon clan. As soon as Huang Long's side made a move, the two demon clan powerhouses who didn't want to be troubled had to stand up.

The burly male demon clan power did not speak, Mei Kongmei chuckled, and her charming voice was sultry.

She said: "Huang Longdao has a big temper, my kid just said a fair word, but he was scared by you. What, isn't he right?"

"Naturally it's not right!" Huang Long replied, but then he didn't know how to explain.

This is also a bit complicated to say.

Yang Jian's identity is indeed transcendent, and he expounds on three generations of disciples...... This, it's really not praised.

The patriarch who founded the immortal gate may have been appointed by the second generation of Daomen and disciples, or he may be a registered disciple of the three sects of Daomen, or even a Taoist inheritance left by the disciples of the three sects when they traveled.

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

Really speaking, Yang Jian's seniority in Zhongshenzhou is really a bit high.

However, most of the three generations of disciples of the Explanation Sect were apprentices accepted by the real people before the Battle of the Gods, and quickly improved their cultivation for them, in order to prevent disasters for their teachers...... But this matter cannot be mentioned to the public.

The red sperm stroked his beard and groaned, and said: "Although my master and nephew are my disciples for three generations, they have not come from ancient cultivation, and they have started practicing nearly hundreds of years ago, how can it be said that they are bullying the small with the big?"

"Seniority is seniority," Mei Kongmei was chuckling, but the words were compelling, "The exposition of the sect has always been admired by the immortals in an orderly manner, how can it be that the seniority can not be counted? Alas, today's sectarian immortals are not here, otherwise it would be much more interesting to let them comment on it." ”

"You!" Huanglong Daoren's long hair fluttered, and he was angry.

The red sperm raised his hand to stop the junior brother who didn't care about it as soon as his brain was hot, looked at Mei Kongmei, and was about to open his mouth to argue about the matter.

I heard a chuckle in the ring.

"I see. ”

Yang Jian suddenly spoke, causing the eyes of the immortals to shift from the two great powers to Yang Jian's side.

When Mei Kongmei and the two bigwigs of the Explanation Sect were arguing, who dared to intervene? Even if the Dragon King had the heart to help Yang Jian, he could only remain silent.

Not to mention Xiao Lan, who wanted to speak and stopped, Ao Ji, who bowed his head and thought hard, and Bu Mania, who had just been defeated and wanted to argue for Yang Jian, didn't dare to say a word.

But on the contrary, Yang Jian, the party concerned, stood up, and after a chuckle, he showed a sudden realization.

'What is he going to do?'

Xiao Lan was a little unsure, and she didn't know how Yang Jian should untie the dead button of seniority.

Looking at Yang Jian, he first made a bow to the two masters, and asked respectfully: "Can the disciple have a word or two with this demon master?"

"Excuse me," the red sperm smiled and sat down in his seat.

For some reason, Yang Jian was doing things, and he, the second master, was very relieved.

Yang Jian got the answer, and then stood up straight and looked at Mei Kongmei, but he just watched quietly and did not say a word.

After a while, Yang Jian's figure seemed to feather away, giving people the illusion of transcending this world.

Mei Kongmei frowned, smiled softly, and said softly, "What are you talking to me?"

Yang Jian also smiled and said: "Dare to ask this famous demon clan, does he have a teacher?"

Mei Kongmei was very cautious and said with a smile: "My demon clan values bloodline and ignores teachers. ”

"I see, no wonder," Yang Jian nodded, no wonder, making the immortals puzzled.

"What do you want to say?" Mei Kongmei had some bad premonitions, but Yang Jian had already opened her mouth to talk eloquently......

"If you talk about seniority, I am a teacher of Yuding, and my ancestor is a three-friend Tianzun. Dare to ask this demon, Mei Kongmei, who are your parents? Who are your grandparents? But are you born with a soul? In terms of seniority, can you compare to my ancestor?"

Mei Kongmei's face turned red and white, and her phoenix eyes stared at Yang Jian, eager to swallow Yang Jian.

How can her ancestors' heels compare to Sanqing?

Who is Sanqing? It was the primordial spirit of the Pangu God, and it surpassed the innate spirit!

Yang Jian knew some of Mei Kongmei's heels in Ao Ji's mouth, so he forced him to be domineering.

Mei Kongmei smiled reluctantly and said, "Self, I can't compare." ”

Yang Jian's gaze was compelling, even in the face of the famous demon clan in the world, his face still did not change, and he took half a step forward!

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

"You are bold!" the famous demon clan Da Luo snorted violently, angry.

"I'm bold, you're bold! You must be under Mei Kongmei, and you dare to yell at my elders?!"

Yang Jian's eyes bloomed, and the big Luo he saw was a little dazed, and he didn't dare to say another half a word.

For a while, Yang Jian actually coerced Da Shan and refuted Da Luo, but none of the demons dared to refute it.

But Yang Jian sighed secretly in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have enough strength now, he could only make up his mouth, who would talk to these guys about this......?