The battle on the edge of the East China Sea continued, and the six Daomen Daluo fought vigorously, and Yang Jian and Wang Mo were inseparable.

Under such a scenario, although Yang Jian found that Wang Mo intended to lead the place where the two were fighting fiercely to the southeast, he also felt that it was reasonable and did not notice anything wrong.

Among the immortal mussels, Yang Xiaochan didn't know what to do at this time, so she could only pull Chu Qian's arm, her eyes full of anxiety.

She always complained that Yang Jian didn't take her with her when she went outside, but now Yang Jian took her out and asked her to watch Yang Jian's enemies up close, and her heart was even more restless for a moment, lest her brother suffer a disaster.

Chu Qian was driving the fairy mussel, and she was most worried at this time, because if Yang Jian had any mistakes, she would also die with Xiang Xiaoyu.

Ao Xinke, on the other hand, had been standing there quietly, not moving, and his gaze did not even fluctuate much.

This dragon princess didn't care about Yang Jian? on the contrary......

"Is my brother about to win?"

Yang Xiaochan asked in a trembling voice, because she saw Yang Jian 'chasing' Wang Mo fighting, and thought that Yang Jian had gained the upper hand.

Although Chu Qian wanted to nod yes, she really couldn't understand what the battle over there was, it was really like a 'fairy fight', so she could only reluctantly nod, but she kept praying for Yang Jian in her heart.

Look at the king demon, covered in blood, at this time while fighting and retreating, go to the southeast.

In his direction, there was a small isolated island, and the island was lush with some vegetation, and there was no human habitation.

Although the king demon looked embarrassed, his primordial spirit was not injured, but the immortal body was slightly damaged.

If Yang Jian stopped and turned back to the northwest, Wang Demon would only need half an hour of effort, absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth to fill himself, and he would be able to recover as before, safe and sound.

But how did Yang Jian stop?

This is the second time that Wang Demon has chased and killed him, the previous time has already made him in danger, and this time he must not let Wang Demon survive!

Wang Mo fled to the southeast, which was also in line with Yang Jian's intentions, lest there be too many people to start arguing and muttering, and they couldn't fight.

If you enter the sixth or seventh level, the king demon at this moment will definitely be beheaded by yourself!

"If you intercept the disciples, will you just flee in a hurry?" Yang Jian said aggressively.

Wang Mo gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Jian, his fist was soaked in blood, and he threw dozens of punches at Yang Jian in a row, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this sea area were all twitched, squeezing towards Yang Jian......

Yang Jian snorted coldly, and when the king demon stopped casting the spell, he immediately pounced forward.

The injuries on his treasure body are being quickly repaired by Xuan Qi every moment, and the blood in his body is rushing like a tide, which is the capital that he can continue to fight against the king demon.

Wang Mo couldn't take Yang Jian in a short time, and Yang Jian naturally didn't have any good way to win against Wang Mo, so he could only try to find Wang Mo's flaws......

Finally, Wang Mo's figure stopped above the island, never retreated, and slid down, trying to lead Yang Jian to the island.

Yang Jian suddenly paused in mid-air, looked at Wang Mo with a spear, and said indifferently: "Since you are no longer defeated today, if I want to kill you, it will really fall into the face of my saint uncle and ancestor, and it is too disrespectful." I'll spare you!"

After speaking, Yang Jian turned around and flew towards the northwest without dragging mud and water at all.

Wang Mo was stunned...... I was really stunned.

Just gone?

What do these words mean? He Wang Demon was beaten by a junior and fled, and the other party looked at the face of the saint and didn't want to take his life, so he bypassed him for the time being?

Wang Mo didn't catch his breath and almost suffocated himself.

Yang Jian's stop was really too abrupt, as if he had suddenly discovered something; Wang Mo looked at the isolated island, and he didn't notice any ambush at all, and he didn't have the slightest fluctuation of vitality!

Wang Mo stood there blankly, staring at Yang Jian's back as he left, and forgot to catch up for a while.

"I—Did I disgrace the teacher......" Wang Mo's eyes were full of gloom, his long hair was scattered, and he stood there a little at a loss.

Yang Jianfei's swiftness was not to test the king demon, but to really give up the king demon and want to rush to the place of the big battle over there.

He calculated in his heart that no matter which of the four saints of Kowloon Island killed, he would be able to achieve his own calculations.

Of course, if you can kill it today, it will be the best, and you can eliminate future troubles for yourself...... Although this is somewhat whimsical.

Yang Jian laughed secretly in his heart, that Wang Demon was too hurried, and wanted to lead him to that isolated island all the way, and that isolated island was too quiet and too calm, how could he be gullible?

There is a way, every forest is not entered.

If the battle continues for a long time, as long as Yang Jian's Xuan Qi consumption is too huge, he will always be defeated in the hands of Wang Demon, and he has always insisted on fighting hard just to find Wang Demon's weakness and try to see if he can give him a fatal blow.

Now that Wang Mo is clearly trying to lure him into the trap, how can Yang Jian, who has just been caught by Wang Mo once, be willing to be fooled?

He resolutely rushed back, catching Wang Mo off guard, and also making the hidden figure on the island curse in his heart.

'This Yang Jian has a dog's nose, how can he be so keen!'

The person hiding on the island was a little unwilling in his beautiful eyes, and the mask covered her complexion at this time, so it must be Tie Qing.

Wang Mo fell on the isolated island in a daze, and after a few breaths, he suddenly thought of something, raised his head and roared, jumped up, and chased after Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian'er, come back and fight again!"

Yang Jian turned his head and looked, and naturally agreed: "What, are you not convinced?"

"Hugh the benefits of the tongue!"

"Hahaha! The injuries on Uncle Wang's body are not fake!"

Yang Jian raised his gun and fought again, rushing towards Wang Mo, the two figures collided fiercely in the air, and began to fight like that again.

At this moment, a long howl came from the northwest: "The two junior brothers trapped the three of them, I'll help Yang Jian's nephew!"

"Deserve it!"

I also heard the four saints of Kowloon Island shouting: "Don't let them disturb the eldest brother to seek revenge!

Listening to Li Xingba's scolding: "Yang Jian killed my nephew, this matter must not be stopped!"

"Nonsense!" The Taoist who explained the sect angrily reprimanded, "It is clear that you intercept the immortals of the sect and don't see that I have an outstanding disciple of the sect! You are so despicable, regardless of seniority and face, as a second-generation disciple, intercepting and killing my nephew, who has just cultivated for more than 500 years, and saying such a high-sounding thing, it is simply not a son of man!"

Yes, the strength of the two sides is similar, but the level of scolding is very different.

Yang Jian and Wang Mo were in the middle of the battle, and the six Daluo over there were also fighting in turmoil, and they saw that the situation was deadlocked.

It's just that Yang Jian gradually felt that his Xuan Qi couldn't keep up with the consumption......

If his Yunzhu realm is complete, and the Xuanzhu in his body will perform again, then Yang Jian's Xuanqi will be inexhaustible.

But Yang Jian has only formed thirty-one Xuanzhu now, and there is still a long way to go before consummation, and the mystery of Xuanzhu is not a few that have some strength.

After fighting for a long time, Yang Jian and Wang Mo both had the intention of retreating in their hearts.

The king demon is such a heart, sometimes carried away by hatred, and the clouds that will never be recovered do not care at all.

But after the anger in his heart was exhausted, he regained some calm, and felt that a long battle would inevitably be unfavorable, so it was better to give up this time, go back and ask a few friends to help, and then come to Yang Jian to seek revenge.

Just thinking like this, Wang Mo and Yang Jian stopped their moves and began to gather momentum almost at the same time, as if they were going to gamble the enemy's life and death with the next blow!

Suddenly, a figure appeared directly above Yang Jian, dressed in demonic red clothes, and pointed at Wang Demon.

Taiyi real person!

One finger of the wind and clouds, the immortals are frightened!

However, after Lingzhuzi returned to Zhongshenzhou, he noticed that Yang Jian was strange at that time, so he hurriedly went back to Qianyuan Mountain to find his master to tell him.

Taiyi Zhenren knew that Yuding returned to the mountain for retreat, and he was afraid that Yang Jian really had a bad pool, so he came here himself. When he came, Yang Jian and Wang Mo were chasing me and rushing to the southeast, and when they saw that Yang Jian was unharmed, they did not show up.

Taiyi Zhenren is quite satisfied with Yang Jian's performance, brave and good at fighting, resourceful, but not according to the routine, it is rare to be able to stay sober in the battle spirit, and retreat when encountering the island.

Taiyi Zhenren asked himself, if it was him, he would have to hesitate, and he would not retreat so decisively.

Seeing that Yang Jian and Wang Mo each raised their momentum, Taiyi Zhenren also said that the two of them had to fight hard.

In Taiyi Zhenren's opinion, a hundred king demons added up are difficult to compare with Yang Jian, so when he appeared and pointed out, the king demon looked up with a shocked face, and the Yuan Shen was a little shocked!

is also a Da Luo Jin Immortal, but one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, far from being comparable!

Taiyi Zhenren, this Da Luo Jin Immortal, is not afraid of quasi-saints, and can even cut some quasi-saints who have no spiritual treasures and supernatural powers!

And Wang Mo, this Da Luo, was already a little desperate when he was forced by Yang Jian...... How do the two compare?

The reason why Taiyi Zhenren was trapped at the peak of Daluo and could not enter the holy realm was due to many reasons, the most important of which was that he was too heavy on killing, his mood was unstable, and the way he cultivated was too mysterious and difficult to break through.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Taiyi," a slightly chubby Taoist man with a small stature appeared above Wang Mo's head, waved his sleeves, and resisted all the streamers of that finger.

Rumble!

The East China Sea seemed to be turned over, and the collision of one finger and one sleeve actually caused the sea to splash a huge wave hundreds of feet high!

Yang Jian admired in his heart......

Is this the demeanor of the great supernatural in Daluo? Far beyond his own reach.

Taiyi Zhenren chuckled, holding a cyan orchid in his hand, although his movements were a little enchanting, but he looked elegant and refined, without half a bit of femininity at all.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Senior Brother Zhao Gongming, Senior Nephew Yang Jian, and I haven't seen the courtesy?"

Intercept the teaching, Zhao Gongming!