Yang Jian's life simulation of the heavens

Chapter 125 The world is shocked!
Swah——

Nothing needs to be said.

Yang Jian raised his hand, and a golden gun light of thousands of feet shot away quickly.

At the same time, his figure soared into the sky, holding a spear in his hand, and stabbed at the old man in white.

But the old man in white shirt had a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, he lifted the knife lightly in his hand, and a stream of knife light shot out, shattering the roaring gun light.

Seeing Yang Jian stabbing at him with a gun in his hand, the old man in white shirt stretched out his hand and swung the knife in one go.

Boom boom boom!
A fierce voice resounded.

Yang Jian sideways dodged the knife light and stabbed in the past. The old man in white shirt moved to avoid it.

"Boy, I have to say, I, Kou Pu, have lived for so long, and it is indeed the first time I have seen that you can cultivate to this level at such an age!"

"It's a pity, although the talent is good, but the person is too arrogant!"

"You don't know what a land fairy is! The gap between a first-rank and a land fairy is like cloud and mud!"

Although Situ Pu spoke slowly, his hands were extremely ruthless.

One knife after another, directly slashing Yang Jian's vitals.

Boom boom boom!
Another slash came, but Yang Jian was almost hit by the slash before he could stop it. Even so, a part of his cuff was broken.

Seeing this situation, Yu Yu in the distance was startled, and made a gesture to rush forward to help with a scimitar in his hand, but was held back by Ming Cui behind him.

"My lord, we cannot participate in a battle of this level!"

"Even if you pass by, not only will you not be able to help, but you may even cause trouble for the Holy King..."

"Ming Cui, you also say I'm a burden?"

Xu Yu stared at her beautiful eyes, it's fine for people to despise me, but even you despise me!
Ming Cui said helplessly: "Master, although it sounds a little harsh, it's the truth!"

The battle between the two of them was so fierce that a single blow could probably kill them.

So it is correct to say that it is cumbersome.

"But he is at a disadvantage now, I have to help him! Otherwise, it will be terrible!"

Xu Yumei glanced at the mid-air scene, then turned her head and asked, "I asked you to contact your mother before, did she respond to you?"

"My lord, this place is tens of millions of miles away from our island, the godmother will definitely not be able to come for a while!"

"So now, we can only look at the Holy King! Besides, aren't you ready to die, my lord?"

"fart!"

Xu Yubai glanced, what nonsense, just now the atmosphere was up, she was just trying to set it off, if she could survive, she still hoped to survive.

after all.

A pair of living gods and couples killed themselves in the court of the gods, overthrew Pamuba, and asked for their own death with a pair of desperate mandarin ducks. It aroused pity, but she still hoped for the former.

Why die when you can live to be envied by others?What a silly Ming Cui!

I did it to impress that incomprehensible man, why did you take it seriously?

Xu Yu turned his head again, and his eyes fell on those two figures.

Now Yang Jian is indeed at a disadvantage, resisting the sword lights slashed by Situ Kou, the situation is extremely dangerous.

Xu Yu was anxious in his heart, and couldn't help but put his jade hand on a piece of crystal jade on his slender and fair neck, thinking that it's a bit late now, if it was earlier, maybe he could make that incomprehensible man go further.

That's it!

What Ming Cui said just now is also reasonable, if the last man who doesn't understand the style is really defeated, I will die with him too!

After all, a desperate mandarin duck is also a mandarin duck, isn't it...

……

in the field.

Si Kou Pu slashed over with a knife, the sky trembled, and he said solemnly: "Did you see it, boy, this is the land fairy!"

"Maybe you killed a lot of people before, maybe after you killed the so-called four great masters of Shenting, you feel that you are very powerful, you feel that you are invincible in the world!"

"Then I'll tell you now, this is your illusion!"

"If you don't become a land god, everything is in vain!"

"What are the first rank, second rank and third rank, they are all mortals!"

"You will never understand, what is a terrestrial deity, what is fading away from the mortal world! What is a celestial being!"

Si Kou Pu slashed at him again. The light of the knife was fierce and extremely fierce. Yang Jian blocked it with a shot. Although he blocked it, his figure kept retreating.

Yang Jian raised his head, looked up at the sky, then looked at Situ Kou and said, "With the help of the power of heaven and earth, no wonder there is a natural feeling of being oppressed!"

Yes, after dozens of collisions, Yang Jian also understood.

The so-called land gods no longer use their own strength or the surrounding energy, but rely on the power of heaven and earth.

"Position" is very mysterious, and it can also be understood as a very special power, which is the most original power of this world.

The land gods are the power of heaven and earth. In other words, they are like the sons of heaven and earth. Now they have endless power for him to use, and they don't need much effort.

Therefore, between raising hands and throwing feet, it is relaxed and comfortable, but its power is infinite.

Si Kou Pu sneered and said: "So what if you see it through, if you don't worship and sacrifice at the fairy gate, you will never become a land god!"

"So, all of you are mortals for the rest of your life, and I will wait for a thousand years, which is endless!"

"Is it……"

Yang Jian chuckled, since he said to kill you like a dog, he must not break his promise.

and……

I'm telling the truth.

boom!
Suddenly!
Holding the spear in his left hand, Yang Jian swung it fiercely, and the spear turned into a golden dragon, blasting towards the divine court not far away.

Under the gaze of one after another, the long spear flew, and with a bang, the huge courtyard of the gods was blasted!

A huge depression appeared on the top of the divine court, and pieces of gold and stone were falling from it.

No one expected that the former would suddenly target Shenting.

Si Kou Pu's eyes were cold, "What are you doing again? You lost the only weapon in your hand, just to smash the gods in the end? Is this your last counterattack? Hehe."

Yang Jian smiled, and then punched out. This punch was so powerful that it forced Situ Kou back a little.

then.

Yang Jian looked at the court with his eyes, spread his arms, and said coldly: "The power of luck, condense it for me!"

Boom boom boom!
The voice fell.

Amidst countless stunned gazes, strange energy surged rapidly from the ground of Shenting.

Situ Kou finally showed some shock in his eyes, and said, "The power of luck? You can use the power of luck?"

Then he turned his head and shouted: "Stop him!"

Si Kou Pu was really shocked at this time. In his impression, no one except "Heaven" can use the power of luck.

The reason why their Saint Heaven and Immortal Sect is said to rely on the power of luck is because the latter is their sacrifice to "Heaven".

Only when they donate their luck to "Heaven" on time, will their Saint Heaven Immortal Sect not be swallowed up, and they will not be used as "food" and survive.

But now, he actually saw that besides "Heaven", there are people who can "eat" the power of luck, or steal it.

He somehow felt something was wrong and wanted to stop it, but now the whole ground started to tremble.

The entire prairie is shaking!

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers felt the trembling of the ground, and the originally scorching aura became a little absurd at this moment.

"The power of luck, what is it?"

The Yunming Tribe, one of the Eight Great Tribes, bowed his head, then looked at the others.

The leaders of several nearby tribes also shook their heads blankly.

Only Huyan Wenren, with a face as heavy as water, looked at the divine court that had been blasted by a single shot, and then turned his head to see countless strange energies pouring into the body of the man in black. a bad feeling.

boom!
Si Kou Pu slashed at him with a knife, and he used all his strength for this knife, even if he was a land god, he might not be able to take it hard.

But Yang Jian opened his eyes, looked at the light of the knife, and flicked his cuff lightly, shattering the light of the knife.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand.

With a whoosh, the long spear inserted in Shenting came flying and returned to the palm.

Yang Jian looked at Situ Pu with his eyes, and said lightly:

"Is that the land god you mentioned just now?"

"I said before that I am invincible in this small world! Someone didn't believe it, so he died!"

"I said just now that killing you is like butchering a dog. You said that I don't understand the difference between immortals and mortals!"

"Since you don't believe it, then now..."

"Just take this shot from me!"

Yang Jian didn't make any fancy moves, holding the spear in his left hand, he stabbed out with one shot.

Very bland.

But when the golden dragon whizzed out from the long spear, Situ Kou's face changed completely, he turned around and ran away without saying much.

however.

No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't run behind the spear shadow golden dragon.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Situ Kou suddenly turned around, roared, and slashed out with his knife.

"I have been a land immortal for a hundred years, I don't believe you can kill me!"

Boom!

The sky exploded, and the golden gun light directly shattered the sword light, and then pierced Si Kou Pu's chest with a single shot, and flew out.

"and many more!"

In the distant sky, there were a few anxious voices, and then Yang Jian didn't even look at it, he swung his gun, the tip of the gun crossed Si Kou Pu's head, and a column of blood spurted out.

Followed by.

He turned around, looked at where the Pamuba soldier was with his eyes, and waved his hands again and again.

Swish swish!
Countless golden gun lights shot out, and suddenly, countless miserable screams resounded in the sky.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

The leaders of several large tribes issued orders in a hurry.

Another person shouted: "He is already a land god! We are not opponents, retreat!"

As soon as the words fell, a gun light flashed across his neck, and the sound stopped abruptly.

In an instant!
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses became a mess!
The other party can kill even land gods, so what can they do?
In fact, if so many generals were united and commanded properly, although Yang Jian could not be killed, it would not be easy for Yang Jian to force them back so easily.

But now they have been scared out of their wits.

Even the leaders of their tribe retreated in a panic, let alone ordinary soldiers.

One by one ran back in a panic, and even some soldiers accidentally fell to the ground, and then their heads were crushed by the people behind, without a chance to stand up again.

Yang Jian swung a few more shots, and then, he spotted the leaders of several big tribes, flew away, and swung the spear directly, one after another, several heads shot up into the sky.

In fact, many tribal leaders are around the second rank. If they are not weak on weekdays, but facing Yang Jian now, it is not enough.

One shot at a time, straight to death!

When it was time for Huyan Wenren, Yang Jian was about to stab him with a gun, but saw the former suddenly kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy: "Hero, I am not Huyan Wenren, hero, I was pushed out by him to talk to you! I'm not him! I'm a fake! It's a fake!"

Yang Jian was surprised, seeing that the former kowtowed bang bang bang, he didn't seem to be telling a lie, and immediately asked: "Then what about the real Huyan Wenren?"

"In the court of God! He is hiding in the secret room of the court of God! Hero, spare me!"

Yang Jian stabbed in the past, the sound stopped abruptly, and then his figure soared into the sky again, flying towards the court of God.

At this time, there was a panic in the courtyard, and countless maids and guards ran outside. Yang Jian went over, grabbed and asked a few maids, and then walked through a few lanes, and saw a sweaty fat man on the ground floor.

Yang Jian walked over, "Huyan Wenren?"

Hearing the figure behind him, the fat man was so frightened that his soul trembled. He turned around, and when he saw Yang Jian, the sweat on his forehead couldn't help but flow down.

While waving his hands, he stepped back and said, "No, no, I'm not from Huyanwen! I'm a steward of Shenting!"

"Yes, I am a housekeeper, and Huyanwen is outside!"

"Is it."

Yang Jian stepped forward.

"Really, I'm really not Huyan..."

Halfway through the conversation, I saw the big fat man's eyes flickering, and a few sharp voices flew out from the cuffs.

Klang-kang-kang!
Yang Jian waved his gun and blocked all the money darts, but he didn't realize that this fat man was quite sinister.

But the fat man's face changed drastically at this time, "No, man, I'm really not from Huyanwen!"

"Now I give you the whole court! I give you the whole Pamuba! These women are also given to you!"

As he spoke, he pushed a beautiful maid beside him over.

Yang Jian chuckled, "Didn't you say that you are not from Huyanwen, what right do you have to give these things to me?"

"I……"

The fat man changed his mind and said, "Then I am! I am Huyanwenren! Now I give an order, from today onwards, you are the king of Pamuba! You are the god Khan of all the tribes in the prairie!"

"Since you admit that you are a Huyan Wenren, then die!"

The fat man wanted to say something, but at this moment, a long gun had already been pierced into his throat.

And this time.

Suddenly, there were several breaking wind sounds.

Several figures fell down, and seeing Yang Jian stabbing Huyan Wenren to death, a middle-aged woman frowned: "I told you to stop, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by a middle-aged woman in the front, and then looked at Yang Jian and said with a smile on his face: "As expected, he is Yun Ya's son, not only is he handsome, but his strength is as good as heaven!"

"Xiao Jian, we are from the Moon Shadow Immortal Gate, and it was your mother who asked us to come find you!"

"Mother?"

Yang Jian looked over with indifferent eyes.

……

Tianqing calendar year.

On this day, Yang Jian broke into the grassland alone, destroyed the Tupan tribe, killed the four great masters, destroyed the holy son of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, beheaded the gods of the land, smashed the gods with one shot, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers would flee!
The Pamuba Kingdom, which has gone through 570 and six years, is destroyed!

Once the news came out, the world was shocked!
(End of this chapter)