Journey to the West

Chapter 337 Yang Jian Fights the White Tiger Demon King

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

Caught off guard, the Great Demon Lord Snow Eagle collided with thousands of ice fragments, and even the protective mana shield couldn't withstand so many attacks. It kept weakening, dimming, and finally completely shattered. There was not much left, and he was blown away with a wave of his palm.

"Breakthrough!"

Ye Xuecheng's cold expression appeared in his line of sight, and immediately, Xueying Da Yaojun showed a horrified expression on his face, "No!"

A flash of sword light flashed, and the right arm of the Great Demon Lord Snow Eagle was separated by a sword, and blood shot out.

After cutting off the right arm of the Great Demon Lord Snow Eagle, Ye Xuecheng kicked him on the other's chest, kicking him flying, like a meteor falling to the ground, hitting the ground.

call out!
At this moment, a Gengjin white light suddenly flew over, the target was Ye Xuecheng's head, this is a platinum light, the speed of the platinum light piercing through the air is unimaginably fast, and it contains the power to break the gang, it is enough to kill ordinary Taiyi Xuanxian early stage exist!
Ye Xuecheng seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and Jin Bao, the natal sword in his left hand, flew out from the meridian, crushing that attack in an instant! !

"Even my Flying Feather Mang can catch it empty-handed."

Xue Ying's scalp was numb, and without thinking, he rushed to the distance.

"Where to go, thousands of miles frozen."

Qingping slashed horizontally with her sword, and the white line-shaped sword gang chased after the big demon Lord Snow Eagle, and quickly approached.

Within the range of the sword light sweeping, even those with the strength of real immortals were instantly covered by ice, freezing the spot, but the grass-headed god who belonged to the Erlang God Yang Jian was not affected.

Ye Xuecheng's control over power alone made the Erlang God Yang Jian's eyes shine, not to mention Ye Xuecheng's combat power becomes stronger as the realm grows!
However, Ye Xuecheng's current strength is as strong as that of an ordinary Taiyi Xuanxian's early peak, unless he uses the 【Dimensional Blade】.

Accompanied by Ye Xuecheng's soul power, as well as the primordial spirit, his divine consciousness has become stronger, even if the current Dimensional Blade hits Taiyi Xuanxian's Dzogchen, the opponent will be injured!
The ice line sword gang spread towards the back of the Great Demon Lord Xueying. The Great Demon Lord Xueying was just an ordinary Xueying with a successful practice. At this time, he was already a little scared. He even suspected that Ye Xuecheng was not a prince at all. The realm is the strong man in the middle stage of Taiyi Xuanxian pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

"stop!"

The White Tiger Demon King, who was fighting Erlang God Yang Jian, saw that he was wounded by the second king of Baihuling and an unnamed sword fairy. His figure flashed, and he stood in front of the Snow Eagle Demon Lord, smashing the ice sword with his fist!

"Boy, you are looking for death. This is Baihuling. You have come to provoke me again and again, and you will not be allowed to stay!"

The White Tiger Demon King has a tiger-headed human body, wrapped in a Gengjin shield, and the wind follows the tiger, but the White Tiger Clan has both metallic and shattering physiques!
Ye Xuecheng didn't continue chasing and killing the Great Demon Lord Snow Eagle, he put up all his energy, held the Qingping sword, stood in the air, stared at the Demon Lord White Tiger, and said indifferently.

"The demons and goblins in Baihuling are lawless, and their karma is added to their bodies. Death is not a pity. After today, Baihuling is the territory of this land, and this land will do justice for the sky!"

While speaking, Ye Xuecheng called out the God Seal of the Land and threw it away, then put it away again.

Ye Xuecheng murmured inwardly, "With this seal of the land god, I can be regarded as a god after all, and it would be better to deal with that Erlang god Yang Jian, Lei Gong and Dianmu!"

Although Ye Xuecheng couldn't defeat the White Tiger Demon King, he still had a way to escape. Moreover, Ye Xuecheng felt that with the pride of Erlang God Yang Jian, the White Tiger Demon King wouldn't hurt him?

Sure enough, the next moment, Erlang Shen Yang Jian appeared in front of Ye Xuecheng, holding a three-pointed and two-bladed halberd, as if teleporting, and said coldly.

"White Tiger Demon King, it seems that I don't have any real skills. You really think arrogantly that after today, Baihu Ridge can continue to exist!"

Erlang God Yang Jian said, his body was shining with golden and silver three-color precious light, it was the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art that Ye Xuecheng yearned for, now Erlang God Yang Jian Yang Jian has practiced this sacred body training method to the second transformation!
Yang Jian himself has a superb physique, belonging to the ranks of the top physiques of the highest physique. He has practiced eight or nine Xuangong for hundreds of years, making his combat physique comparable to a high-level magic weapon of heaven. A perfect existence cannot reach this level!

Just like this white tiger demon king, he has a strong bloodline, and his demon body is only a mid-stage celestial magic weapon!

At the same time, from the body of Erlang Shen Yang Jian, there came waves of mighty dragon chant and the sound of elephants that ordinary people could not hear, floating in mid-air. Wang, the surrounding space is slightly distorted.

Click!

Stretching out his right hand, Yang Jian exerted strength with his arm, and he uprooted a nearby mountain thousands of feet high, and threw it at the White Tiger Demon King.

The scene of a mountain flying by several times the speed of sound is too frightening. In the void, there are thunder and dark clouds, as if the end of the world is approaching, all sounds are isolated, nothing can be heard, nothing can be felt, and time There seemed to be a pause.

Ye Xuecheng was slightly surprised when Erlang God Yang Jian broke out, seeing his subordinate Meishan brothers, the grass-headed soldiers immediately abandoned their opponents and came from a distance, but seeing this scene, he was dumbfounded. The devil is not as good as him, and this attack method is really barbaric!
Ye Xuecheng's eyes lit up. He suspected that Yang Jian's body training method was [Eight Nine Mysterious Kungfu]. Once this method is used, the power will increase by a hundred times. With the power of a dragon and elephant, it is easy to tear down mountains and ground.


The God of Grass Head looked wildly, looking forward to seeing the scene where the White Tiger Demon King was crushed into bloody mud.


The mountain peak that flew over was too big, covering more than ten miles, no matter how fast the White Tiger Demon King was, he couldn't avoid it, and would be at a disadvantage instead. Therefore, facing the behemoth in sight, what the White Tiger Demon King can do There is only one thing, and that is to fight with all your strength.

Roar!
A low-level Houtian Lingbao broadsword appeared in the hands of the White Tiger Demon King. The magic power of the demon way in the White Tiger Demon King's [body] was stimulated to the limit, and the energy of the whole body was lifted up and gathered on the right arm.

With a creaking sound, the White Tiger Demon King's arms swelled a circle, the strong muscles tore through the clothes, and there was a layer of Gengjin halo.

"Gale Slash!"

The waist exerted force, and the force was transmitted to the right arm along the spine. The White Tiger Demon King held the knife in both hands, and with the power of thunder, he slashed towards the mountain heavily.

(End of this chapter)