Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 211 [The war breaks out, Yang Jian takes action]

Especially if Yang Jiao and the three of them unite, they are the pinnacle Taiyi Golden Immortal. They can fight with each other. If they are Golden Immortals, they will not be afraid no matter how many more they come.

"Nezha, don't forget what Master said, no matter who you face, don't be careless."

Yang Jiao frowned and scolded Nezha dissatisfiedly. It was really Nezha's character that was too out of the ordinary.

Yang Jiao was deeply afraid that Nezha would cause chaos on the battlefield. If something went wrong, even if the master would not blame him, he would still have a bad conscience.

Nezha was scolded by Yang Jiao, his neck shrank, and he said dissatisfied: "Okay, okay, I will pay attention."

Yang Jiao shook his head. Among the three, Yang Jiao was the leader. Although Nezha's real combat power may be stronger than Yang Jiao, the Zizhou Mansion paid great attention to seniority. Even if Yang Jiao admonished Nezha, he would not dare to refute.

Yang Jiao thought for a while and said to Jiang Ziya: "Let's all go there."

"it is good."

Jiang Ziya smiled slightly, and was even more attracted to this senior nephew. He did not expect that the people taught by his senior brother were neither arrogant nor impetuous. Such outstanding people would have a bright future in the future.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides were facing each other on the battlefield.

"The traitor Xiqi, why don't you dismount your horse quickly and die."

The person who came was a black-armored soldier. The black armor on this person's body had a lot of blood stains that had not been cleaned up. A handsome black horse sat down. This person was Zhang Feng, the guard of Lintong Pass.

"Zhang Feng, don't make any noise, I'll meet you."

There was a loud shout, and a man in yellow robes sat astride a yellow date horse and came straight towards him with a spear in hand.

"Who are you."

"General Xiqi, Huang Hua."

The two of them fought together without saying anything. After a hundred rounds, Xiqi Huanghua killed Zhang Feng.

In the Yin and Shang army, Wen Zhong, who was sitting on the chariot, snorted coldly, "Where is Mo Li Qing?"

"The end will be here."

Moli Qing has a body of two feet and four feet, a face like a living crab, and a beard like a copper wire. He holds a Qingfeng sword with a talisman on it, which is divided into four characters: earth, water, fire, and wind.

Mo Liqing walked towards the front of the formation, raised the Qingfeng sword in his hand directly at Huang Hua, and turned into a ray of green light and galloped away.

Mo Li Qing, as a golden immortal, took action against a mortal who had not yet entered the immortal realm. There was nothing wrong with it. Mo Li Qing seemed to have seen this person fall in advance.

"clang!"

But something unexpected happened. A three-pointed, two-edged sword reached across the sky in front of Huang Hua, knocking Mo Liqing's sword away.

Mo Li Qing was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "Where can this rat take action?"

The men and horses on both sides looked at each other. You must know that fighting between soldiers is a life-and-death battle. No one can intervene. Unless one side is defeated, the other side can make another move. This is the rule.

A man with a soft green light all over his body stepped out from Xiqi's army, with a faint sneer on his lips, "You are a golden immortal, and you dare to speak arrogant words against a mortal."

Mo Liqing glared at the visitor, "Who is this person?"

"My name is Yang Jian."

"Qiang."

The three-pointed two-edged sword violently struck the ground, and the majestic force cracked a crack in the ground. This crack seemed to have spiritual intelligence and spread towards Moli Qing.

Mo Liqing's complexion changed drastically, because he couldn't feel the opponent's cultivation level at all, but just the power he showed now, he couldn't do it for fun.

"bump!"

The magic gift green sword is placed in front of him, blooming with intense light, standing in front of him like a barrier.

"Bang!" When Yang Jian's offensive hit Mo Li Qing's defense, Mo Li Qing's expression suddenly changed, and he flew hundreds of meters backwards.

"boom!"

"Big brother!"

Three voices came from the Chaoge camp. Three people dressed similar to Mo Li Qing came to the place where Mo Li Qing fell and helped him up.

"Haha! You are vulnerable. If you only have this ability, you should go back quickly."

Yang Jian opened his mouth and laughed with disdain on his face.

In the Xiqi camp, Yang Jiao put his hand on his forehead with a look of helplessness on his face. Why didn't he realize that his younger brother was so good at speaking and speaking?

"Ignorant child, I will fight you."

Mo Li Shou was furious and was about to rush forward, but Mo Li Qing held him back: "Be careful, he is very strong."

"Stop being so coy, come on together and let me give you some color."

Yang Jian raised his fingers at the four of them with a nonchalant expression.

"If you dare to humiliate us, I will make you look good."

The four generals of the Demon Family all had angry faces and stepped forward together.

Yang Jian waved the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, trying his best to suppress the fighting spirit in his heart.

Yang Jian has the appearance of a god of war. He was born to fight. Only the battlefield is his true destiny.

"boom!"

The four generals of the Demon Family took action together, and their auras and treasures shone everywhere. They were all outer disciples of the Jie Jiao, and they were all compatriots. They were born with extraordinary magical powers, and they even learned a secret skill from the Jie Jiao.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Mo Lihong took off the jasper pipa from behind. There were four strings on it. She also played the words "earth, water, fire, and wind" and plucked the strings to make wind and fire come together.

Mo Li Hai holds a Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, which means "rain" in the meaning of umbrella. There are emerald, emerald seal, emerald green on the umbrella, luminous pearls, green dust beads, green fire beads, green water beads, cooling beads, and Jiuqu. Pearls, Dingyan beads, Dingfeng beads, and pearls are woven into the four characters "loading the universe".

I dare not hold this umbrella open. When it is opened, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the sun and moon have no light; when it is turned, the universe shakes.

The magic ritual longevity uses two whips. There was something in the bag, shaped like a white rat, named "Purple Golden Flower Fox and Marten". It was released into the air and appeared like a white elephant with flying wings on its ribs, eating all the people in the world.

Mo Liqing waved the Qingyun Sword and moved the strong wind. This wind was a black wind, and there were thousands of spears in the wind. If a person touches this blade, his limbs will turn into powder; if he touches fire, golden snakes will twine in the air.

There was black smoke all over the place, the smoke obscured people's eyes, and the flames burned people without any protection.

The sky is full of clouds, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and even more poisonous gas envelopes Yang Jian in the battlefield. These four people are even better at the art of combined attack. Together, they are famous among the golden immortals.

However, for Yang Jian, it was not enough.

The green robe on Yang Jian's body emits a soft green light, blocking the wind, rain, thunder and lightning from the outside world without suffering any harm.

"This little trick will help you get on the list of gods today."

Yang Jian smiled coldly. He didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance as before. No one from Zizhou Mansion was stupid, even though the other party was only in the Golden Immortal realm.

But Yang Jian still took Zhang Yan's words to heart. He didn't underestimate anyone, he just wanted to stimulate the other party and see what these four people could do.

After waiting for the opponent to use all his methods, Yang Jian reveals his fangs. Once the fangs are revealed, it means life or death. This is what Zhang Yan taught.

"Qiang!"

However, in the battlefield shrouded by thick fog, wind and rain, a bright metallic light flashed across the battlefield. The light cut through the entire fog and was brighter than the sunlight shining down from the sky.

(End of this chapter)