Journey to the West

Chapter 370 Demon Sword King, Water Mantis

Snapped!
Apart from anything else, Erlang Shen Yang Jian slapped him more than a dozen times, smashing his entire body into fine pieces, and threw him out like a dead dog.

A strong man from Wanyaoyuan was like a dog falling apart in front of him, while Erlang Shen Yang Jian didn't hesitate, his figure crossed the void, and went straight to another direction in the field the next moment.

"Where to go!"

Among the crowd, there was also another monster from Wan Yaoyuan, who was locked by Yang Jian's breath in just one breath, strode like a meteor, and came directly over.

Immediately, this Wan Yao Yuan Yao Clan turned pale, turned around and ran away, but unfortunately, his whole body was completely locked by Erlang Shen Yang Jian's breath, and he kicked in the air and kicked over directly.

quack!

With just one blow, there was a crisp sound, and Yang Jian kicked his waist off in the air. Under the powerful force, his figure was violently thrown out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He is also a strong Taiyi Xuanxian Dzogchen , Unfortunately, in the face of Yang Jian, now there is no strength to fight back.

This is the gap between an ordinary monster clan and a proud figure like Yang Jian!
This scene immediately shocked the group of monsters, and they all avoided them, with a strong fear in their eyes. I have to say that Erlang God Yang Jian really deserves his reputation!
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian strode forward, his palm like lightning, and slashed across the air, in order to directly end the lives of the Wanyaoyuan monster clan. The so-called name of Wanyaoyuan was just a name in front of his eyes.

However, just as Erlang Shen Yang Jian's palm was in the air, the next moment his back became slightly cold, and at the same time, there was a sound of tearing heaven and earth between his ears, which made him turn around suddenly, and at the same time, he could see the flickering of the void at a glance. The silver blade light slashed towards Meng Fan in the air.

Under this blow, there is a kind of domineering that sweeps the world, the blade is sharp, and it slashes the head of Erlang God Yang Jian. The light of the knife released in an instant makes Yang Jian feel in a trance. A few words came from between,
"We finally met, Yang Jian!!"

A few words fell, and there was a sense of indifference in such words, and at the same time, the shadow of a knife in the void flickered, heading straight for Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

This is an ordinary light green sickle, with a frightening sharpness when it is shot suddenly, it goes straight to Erlang Shen Yang Jian's head, the sharpness is like a thunderbolt, beheading everything!
The pupils contracted, and Yang Jian's whole body tensed up. It was too late to see the figure of the speaker under this knife, because the knife was too fast, beyond imagination.

In the blink of an eye, murderous intentions emerged, and the horror of this blow surpassed Yang Jian's imagination. Obviously, the person who made the attack was incomparable to the previous two. He was the real strong one, hidden in it, and now revealed.

Clenching five fingers tightly, Yang Jian let out a low growl at the same time, his whole body was rushing with energy and blood, as if he had transformed into an ancient beast in an instant, a violent breath suddenly appeared, and he punched out at the same time!

Fist against knife!

With a movement of Yang Jian's arm, he punched out, and in just a moment, a wave of violent air spread from the front of his fist, and collided fiercely with the blade light in midair.

bump!
Under this knife, even though Erlang Shen Yang Jian's physical body was strong, the blood was shattered and scattered all over the world, making everyone here and outside the realm all look shocked.

The palm was torn apart. If it wasn't for Erlang Shen Yang Jian's full experience in changing his power in mid-air and unloading most of his power, his whole body would probably be split in half by this knife.

But just at the next moment, Yang Jian raised his hand and punched without any hesitation, instead of retreating, he punched towards the phantom, without any estimation of his injury.

Rao was the one who made the move, but he didn't expect Yang Jian to be so straightforward and ruthless.

With a movement of his hand, the person who made the strike drew his saber back, and volleyed in front of him, resisting the power of Meng Fan's riot, and stopped the rest of his saber momentum like a tide.

Whoosh!
After retreating tens of meters, everyone realized that the man holding the knife was a strange-looking young man in green armor, with an indifferent face. Standing between the sky and the earth, he had a kind of domineering arrogance.

He was young, but his terrifying murderous intent was not concealed in any way. The people around this young man trembled and backed away again and again.

Obviously, the person who took the shot was definitely a monster existence of the peerless Tianjiao level, standing in the midair with a knife, faintly like stars in the world, with a powerful aura confronting Erlang God Yang Jian.

Under the confrontation between the two powerhouses, everything on Zhou Tian suddenly felt a sense of stillness, as if everything was suppressed, and the world was frozen.

Under this scene, the noisy crowd suddenly stopped, and countless eyes focused on the two of them. At this moment, it has to be said that both of them have that kind of hidden sharpness, like two magic weapons The sharp weapons come out of the body at the same time, once there is a collision, it will be judged and blood will be splashed directly.

With four eyes facing each other, Erlang God Yang Jian couldn't help raising his eyebrows, staring at the young man's face, and immediately uttered three words,
"Monster Sword King, Water Mantis!?"

Obviously, with the eyes of Erlang God Yang Jian, he found that the latter was not a human being, but had a powerful and incomparable wave of demon magic power in his body, which diffused and permeated the sky.

Obviously, the latter's strength is stronger than Yang Jian's, but he has such a powerful momentum at such an age, especially the sickle in his hand, which puts Yang Jian in danger of death!
Therefore, the water mantis suddenly understood, and said indifferently.

"Yes, it's me!"

In the distance, the water mantis nodded, staring at Erlang God Yang Jian with a pair of eyes. At this moment, without any words, the two heavenly heroes who each have invincible beliefs met, but there was only one battle.

Even though he didn't speak, there was a fighting spirit in his eyes.

The Tianjiao Yaozu of Wan Yaoyuan!

The group of monsters was in an uproar, they never thought that the monster who attacked would be so powerful, one must know that Wan Yaoyuan is so powerful, even the Buddhist sects are afraid of it!

And how powerful is the generation of pure-blood masters that Wan Yaoyuan himself has vigorously cultivated.

In an instant, there was a commotion around the whole world, and the peeping monsters began to gloat, wishing that Yang Jian would die here.

Now, the two great heroes of the monster race and the human race made a move. Under this scene, it can be said that the desire for victory in the hearts of all the monster races was ignited, and all the monster races in the field were excited.

Despite countless shocking gazes, Erlang God Yang Jian smiled slightly and said calmly.

"Very good. I heard that you have been looking for me, and I happen to be looking for you too. If I can kill you during this trip to Xiniu Hezhou, it will be considered half-successful?"

Blood flowed from between the palms, but at this moment, there was an arc drawn above the corner of the Erlang God Yang Jian's mouth. The more powerful the water mantis was, the faster the blood in Yang Jian's body was, instead it was a fighting spirit. full.

(End of this chapter)