Journey to the West

Chapter 343 Fighting with all your strength, you will not be wronged if you lose

You know, these huge mountain peaks have been scoured by millions of years of rain and are extremely hard, but they are so easily cut open, which shows how powerful the power contained in that road is.

After that snow-bright horse cut through hundreds of huge rocks, its power remained undiminished, and it cut two mountain peaks again, and then its power was exhausted!

This is the innate supernatural power of the three flood dragons. They can control the power of water and form water blade sword waves, which are extremely powerful.

Although Erlang Shen Yang Jian tried his best to avoid it, he was still rubbed by the thousand-meter-wide water edge sword wave, revealing a deep scar on his arm.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian was like a real dragon in human form, after avoiding the water edge sword wave, he rushed towards the three-headed dragon as fast as lightning.

Although this three-headed dragon was hit by a subduing dragon fist, and its internal organs were all shaken into powder, but the vitality of the three-headed dragon is extremely strong, and such heavy injuries are not enough to kill it, and it must be treated again. It took heavy damage to kill it in one fell swoop.

Erlang God Yang Jian was as fast as lightning, but the three-headed dragons were seriously injured and had no way to dodge. He was bullied by Erlang God Yang Jian in an instant, and then Yang Jian swung the Dragon Subduing Fist again, and slammed heavily at the three-headed dragons.

The three-headed dragon roared, suppressing the fear in his heart, a tri-color light rose from his body and turned into a shield to protect himself against Chen Lei's attack.

At the same time, its black iron-like scales stood upside down, exposing extremely sharp edges, comparable to a sword formation, if Erlang Shen Yang Jian's fist was smashed down, he would be chopped into blood by the extremely sharp scales .

"puff!"

With a soft sound, the three-color shields transformed by the three dragons could not stop the Dahuang Fulong Fist at all, and were directly penetrated. After a wave of fluctuations, the three-color shields were disillusioned immediately. Afterwards, Erlang Shen Yang Jian smashed heavily with his fist like a hammer. fell down.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian's huge fist is covered with a layer of quaint rune light. If you look carefully, you can find that these rune lights are all composed of runes of thin nymphs. This rune light , has a huge lethality to Jiao, dragon and the like.

The erected scales of the black flood dragon encountered this kind of rune light, and were twisted by the rune light. The scales of the flood dragon, which were as hard and sharp as the magic weapon of the early stage of Tianpin, were instantly twisted into powder.

Afterwards, an incomparable huge power penetrated into the bodies of the three-headed dragons. This huge power also contained that kind of ancient runes, raging in the bodies of the three-headed dragons like a torrent, harvesting With the exuberant life of the three dragons.

The power of this punch is many times greater than that of the previous punch.

The three-headed dragons felt as if thousands of sharp knives were cutting and twisting in their bodies at the same time. The huge dragons rolled and struggled crazily on the ground, flying sand and rocks in an instant.

Where the dragon's body ran over, whether it was a huge rock or a pebble, they were all directly crushed to pieces, and the ground was even torn apart by the dragon's tail, with countless huge cracks extending in all directions.

"Roar!"

The three painful heads of the three flood dragons roared at the same time. The three heads on the top of the head were more than ten feet long, and the one-horn that was as thick as the mouth of the bowl suddenly came out of the body, turning into three streamers of light, fiercely facing Erlang Shen Yang Jian pierced through the chest.

Each three-color unicorn is the hardest and sharpest part of Jiaolong's body. There are spiral lines on it. At this time, these lines all emit three-color light. Generally speaking, with an aura of destruction, in the blink of an eye, he came to Erlang God Yang Jian.

"Hey!"

The aura emanating from the three unicorns was too powerful. During the flight, the remaining power aura emanating from it had already torn the river beach below into three bottomless abysses.

This kind of power is too frightening, even Erlang God Yang Jian dare not accept it, because it is too terrifying.

However, the three unicorns flew so fast that Erlang Shen Yang Jian had no time to dodge them. At this moment, he only had time to infuse mana into the three-pointed and two-edged halberd.

This weapon is a half-step Houtian Linggen. It stands to reason that with Yang Jian's identity, he should have changed to a Houtian Lingbao-level weapon in his hand, but this three-pointed two-edged halberd has been used since he was weak. It turns out that the top celestial magic weapon has been tempered by Yang Jian into a half-step Houtian Lingbao!
The three-pointed and two-edged halberd radiated brilliantly, and eight golden runes instantly emerged from the body of the three-pointed and two-edged halberd. They revolved around the three-pointed and two-edged halberd, bursting with golden light. The halberd struck a flying thorn fiercely. On top of the coming Ugin Unicorn.

Then, Erlang God Yang Jiantian opened his eyes, and an indestructible silver pupil collided with another blue unicorn in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the low-level Houtian Lingbao-level yellow robe with octopus dragon patterns appeared on Erlang Shen Yang Jian, blocking the last amethyst horn.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

There were two loud bangs, Erlang Shen Yang Jian only felt an unparalleled power coming from the two horns.

After all, apart from the one horn hit by his celestial eyes, the other two horns hit Erlang Shen Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged halberd and the eight-clawed dragon-patterned yellow robe almost at the same time. Yang Jian couldn't stop his figure at all, and flew out.

And the unicorn of Wujin was also smashed by Yang Jian, brushed against Yang Jian's body, and flew out obliquely, directly piercing through a rock of ten thousand catties, and sinking deeply into the ground.

"hold head high!"

The three-headed dragon raised his head to the sky and screamed unwillingly. He was a demon king at the level of a golden fairy, but unfortunately, he had no choice but to meet Erlang God Yang Jian.

Yang Jian not only possesses a large number of magic weapons for body protection, but also possesses the supernatural combat skills of the Wu clan to restrain it. When the combat skills bombard it, its power is increased several times, and the rule runes contained in it are eroding its dragon body little by little!
The three Flood Dragon Kings were sending out their killing blows, but they were all blocked by the Erlang God Yang Jian, and they had no power to resist!
It's really ridiculous. I thought I could kill Yang Jian, get some benefits, and improve my strength, but I didn't expect that his three dragon kings were too arrogant. Come to kill Yang Jian, now seeing that Yang Jian has so many magic weapons, I still don't understand, it was cheated by someone.

Thinking about it, Erlang God Yang Jian is the son of the ancient goddess Yao Ji, the nephew of the Jade Emperor, and the second generation disciple of Chanjiao. With his many identities, as long as he is not a stupid monster, he will not take the initiative to provoke Yang Jian!

"Three-headed Flood Dragon King, because it is not easy for you to practice, I will not kill you, but death is inevitable, and life is inevitable. You are willing to become my god!"

Erlang Shen Yang Jian tied the three dragon kings into rice dumplings with magic treasures, looked down at it and said!


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