The man in front of him......

Follow the 'eldest sister', one of the culprits in the Taichu, Taishi, and Taiji worlds!

The third of the Nine Supreme, the former general of the Primordial God Kingdom, the lackey of the Eternal God King, the supreme who has mutilated countless living beings!

Envy!

Without any extra words, Yang Jian clenched his left fist and rushed out frantically towards Xiankong.

Leap up and smash with a single shot.

Xiankong, who had always had a warm smile, had an extremely cold face at this time, his hands glowed brightly, and the ice blue fairy grass behind him stretched out a few tender leaves, hanging down from the top of his head, like two vertical shields in front of him.

Two overlapping forces!

Bang!

Yang Jian's shot was directly stopped by the seemingly illusory fairy grass, this fairy grass trembled slightly, and there were eight rays of light shining lightly on it, but in the blink of an eye, it returned to Qingmang again.

Under the fairy grass, the blue-robed young man raised his hand slightly, the fairy grass separated, and Yang Jian's shocked figure just appeared in front of him.

The seemingly fluttering palm imprint was on Yang Jian's chest, but in the void behind Yang Jian, a palm print that looked like a black dragon dragon claw appeared!

Yang Jian's body flew out inverted faster than him when he rushed forward, shattering the palm print phantom, and the whole person almost flew out of the Wind Belt.

Holding his chest and squirting a mouthful of blood, he wiped the side of his mouth casually, Yang Jian slowly stood up in the void, and the battle intent in his eyes did not diminish at all.

The hollow in his chest was gradually bulging, and the two golden shields that had been shattered in that moment condensed again, encircling him endlessly.

The Ice Blue Fairy Grass was only more than ten zhang high, and its eight branches and leaves fluttered gently, and the eight avenues contained on it seemed to be interconnected, and they seemed to be as one.

This kind of master who has lived for an unknown amount of time, and is the same era as Wabi and the Eternal God Kingdom, is indeed comparable to the fifth supreme.

But under the ice blue fairy grass, Xiankong walked out slowly with unhurried steps, his eyes were indifferent, his demeanor was elegant, but there was a majesty that people couldn't look at directly.

Listen to the words of his mouth:

"The extreme path is sublimated, and when you enter the supreme realm, one avenue should be the undefeated golden body after perfection, and the other avenue seems to be quite a clever method of cultivating the flesh body. ”

"Those who are pushed into the strongest realm by the Great Dao are actually just slaves of the Dao, and only those who enter the supreme realm on their own like you and me are the masters of the Dao. ”

"You have entered this realm, and you have completed the sublimation and condensation of the Tao on your own, and your future is limitless. Yang Jian, right? Dedicate a wisp of soul to me, and I can spare you from dying today. ”

Yang Jian lowered his head and quenched a mouthful of blood foam, and his body rushed forward again, leaving a series of afterimages in the void.

Xiankong shook his head and sneered, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand just snapped his fingers in the direction Yang Jian was rushing from......

Syllable!

Eight blades of grass swayed gently, and an incomparably huge dragon claw-like palm shadow appeared out of thin air, directly stopping Yang Jian's almost blurry figure!

With a few collisions, the void trembled again, as if there was an invisible wall beyond this nothingness, constantly being hit.

However, Yang Jian's figure flew out upside down again.

The thousands of huge palm shadows constantly overlapped and intertwined, but they did not interfere with each other at all, almost at the same time, but there seemed to be a slight deviation.

Yang Jian's spear was like a dragon, but he could only barely resist the invasion of these palm shadows, and he had to retreat quickly, so as to avoid being directly seriously injured by the other party.

This gap in strength is far from being able to be made up for by the merits of the exercises.

On the contrary, if you talk about the exercises, the Dao realm, and the perception of the Great Dao, Xiankong is definitely above Yang Jian, and Yang Jian can't find any advantage in front of this person.

"If you have the heart to take refuge, Your Highness should also be very happy, and now that Your Majesty's recovery is imminent, it is the time to employ people......"

The power of the snap of his fingers was finally 'exhausted', and his warm voice floated again.

"Get out. ”

Yang Jian gave a clear answer, Xiankong nodded lightly, and said: "In this case, I can only destroy you here, but unfortunately, His Highness's order can still not be disobeyed." ”

Your Highness?

Everyone else called the woman in white the eldest sister, why did this guy call her His Royal Highness?

Yang Jian only had a little doubt in his heart, but then his Dao heart was quiet, his eyes were burning with battle intent, and a red light appeared around him.

Burning blood.

In the body, Yuding Zhenren and Yunxiao raised their hands almost at the same time and made a forward push movement.

And behind Yang Jian's figure, a square tripod and a cloud belt slowly accompanied the sword, shield and the Chaos Bell phantom.

Yang Jian's own aura suddenly swelled again, but there was also a slight sense of fullness all over his body.

"It's just a waste of effort," Xiankong sneered, and with a slight wave of his right hand, another boundless palm shadow blasted towards Yang Jian.

"Up!"

Yang Jian scolded lightly, the Chaos Bell buzzed, and his figure disappeared with almost a shake.

The smile on the corner of Xiankong's mouth became more and more intense, as if he was teasing his prey, and the palm shadow in the sky kept grabbing, chopping, pushing, and slashing at the void, and Yang Jian's figure was occasionally revealed, and he couldn't escape the lock of Xiankong at all.

However, Yang Jian still returned to a position closer to Xiankong at this time.

Two overlapping forces!

"This supernatural power is quite interesting. ”

There was a little thought in the empty gaze.

It may be because Yang Jian's supernatural power has always been a double exertion, which is relatively 'low', and Du Bi started quadruple as long as he made a move, so Xiankong had no impression, but he felt that the rhyme of the divine channel was a little familiar.

Suddenly a cold light appeared in the void on the side, and countless gun shadows swept in, like a flood in the sky!

The ice blue fairy grass behind Xiankong shook slightly, and this time four leaves drooped, stopping all the shadows of the spears in the sky.

But the aftermath also temporarily affected Xiankong's locking on Yang Jian.

Taking advantage of such an opportunity, Yang Jian's figure rushed towards the envy!

After the ice blue fairy leaves, a slight sneer crossed the corner of Xiankong's mouth, his left hand was still behind his back, his right hand was raised and his sword fingers were raised, and there were several simple and complex formations on the glove.

The speed of the years around Yang Jian seemed to freeze in an instant.

Within the range of a sphere with a radius of a hundred zhang around Yang Jian, sky-blue vortices appeared in the void.

In the middle of the whirlpool, a black giant sword slowly poked out, and Yang Jian was at the point where the tip of these giant swords was pointing.

What's even worse is that Yang Jian was entangled by an invisible Dao rhyme at this time, except that his eyes could barely shake, he couldn't move!

"It's over, young man. ”

The five fingers of the envy opened and gently closed their fists.

In an instant, hundreds of giant swords smashed towards Yang Jian, and it seemed that the next picture was that Yang Jian's body was directly shattered.

'It's over, young man. ’

Xiankong suddenly looked shocked, this familiar voice, a slightly mocking tone, as if the biggest nightmare in his heart resurfaced!

This was the words he heard when he was defeated in the hands of Dubi and was killed by Dubi in one fell swords, and it was also the only obstacle that prevented him from stepping into the Nine Realms Supreme Power after he woke up, and it became his verbal words when he killed some masters.

At this moment, right here, he seemed to hear the same voice again......

Between the lightning and flint, Xiankong didn't notice the slightly shining single knife mark in Yang Jian's palm.

Yang Jian's figure suddenly moved forward three inches, which was the fatal three inches, allowing Yang Jian to get rid of the suppression of the Envy Avenue in an instant, and his body rushed forward as if he was moving.

The black swords collided, the void was turbulent, and the shattered wind belt spread outward again for an unknown number of thousands of miles.

And Yang Jian's figure didn't stop at all, taking advantage of the momentary trance in the sky, he finally rushed to the vicinity of the ice blue fairy grass!

This fairy grass is the avenue of envy!

Behind Yang Jian, the cloud and mist turned into an air sword, but the small tripod directly projected a huge tripod that was ten thousand feet high and suppressed the ice blue fairy grass.

Xiankong frowned slightly at this time, and waved his palm, as if he was driving away flies to drive Yang Jian away.

"Ao!"

Yang Jian snorted, the jade pendant on his waist shook slightly, and a figure appeared behind him, his hand opened, and six phantoms appeared around Xiankong's body, standing on a blood-colored reincarnation disk with him!

Xiankong's brows furrowed even deeper, and these six phantoms waved their palms at the same time, directly fixing Xiankong in place.

Although it was only a short moment, although Qingqing had been injured by Xiankong's avenue, at this time, she still blocked all the retreats of Xiankong!

Yang Jian himself did not hesitate, and with the blessing of the Chaos Bell, he forcibly breathed a sigh!

Three overlapping forces!

Left front, right back and center, Yang Jian's figure seems to be divided into three, and quickly turns three into one.

The snow-white spear flashed brightly, the body of the gun roared, the powerful force ran through the body of the gun, and Yang Jian's long hair kept fluttering, and the roar that seemed to come from the Yuan Shen was actually a catharsis of this power!

Three overlapping forces, eight times the limit!

Xiankong's eyes suddenly widened, as if a mortal had seen a ghost, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Crossing!"

Before he finished speaking, his body was tightly entangled by the ice blue fairy grass, but the blades of the fairy grass that seemed to be indestructible were like ice and snow melting under the tip of Yang Jian's spear at this time!

Buzz –

The bright light burst out violently, and the Fifth Supreme, who had already stood up in the rear, was full of shock, but at this time, he had already rushed forward and came to the rescue.

Yang Jian couldn't tell how effective his shot was, because in the void in front of him, it seemed that something that shouldn't exist but did exist had broken, and all avenues became extremely pale for a moment.

Disheveled!

Yang Jian only felt a huge shock force coming, and he couldn't resist this shock at all, so he flew out upside down with a three-pointed two-edged gun.

Qing Qing hurriedly stepped forward to catch Yang Jian, Yang Jian's face changed, and he didn't have time to dodge, but he directly knocked Qing Qing away.

On the contrary, Qingqing was directly hit by him and almost fell unconscious, and was seriously injured and had no strength to fight again.

The difference in strength is inevitably too big.

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