Digitalization of the World

It was not until the fiery red figure fell to the ground that everyone could see his appearance clearly. But it was precisely because he could clearly see his appearance that both Dashang's camp and Xiqi's camp fell into a brief silence. This is a child less than one meter, and it looks like a child only about three or four years old, and he is also an extremely beautiful child. "Master Guoshi, isn't that your disciple? How did he get down?" Above the wall, Huang Feihu said anxiously. He recognized the identity of the child. It was a child who suddenly appeared beside Wang Xian a few days ago. He was Wang Xian's disciple. "Don't worry about King Wucheng, Nezha's strength is not bad, even if he can't beat Yang Jian, there is no danger!" Wang Xian said with a smile, indicating that King Wucheng should not worry. Nezha's practice method is the "Xianjue" of the "Xiangong" Zhenzong practice, and "Xianjue" is practiced by Npc, and the improvement brought by it is enormous. In addition to Nezha's innate spiritual treasure body and the guidance of Nangong Wu and others, Nezha's "Xianjue" has been cultivated to the third level, and this has also made Nezha's level soar to more than 300 levels. The first three layers of "Xianjue" are 'Iron Bone Bronze Body', 'Glass Jade Body' and 'Dragon Tiger Power'. Combined with the three effects, Nezha's strength is actually not much worse than Yang Jian's, even if Yang Jian's level is high. More than 200 levels higher than Nezha. "National teacher, is there really no problem?" As Nezha's father, Li Jing was still a little worried and asked Wang Xian very worriedly. "You'll know when you read it." Wang Xian didn't say anything more. No matter how much he says and how much he guarantees, these people will still be worried, after all, Nezha is too young. on the battlefield. Yang Jian's brows furrowed high. He is the third generation of Chan Jiao's disciples, and can be said to be the first among the three generations of Chan Jiao's disciples. In this way, in the first battle on the battlefield, the first enemy he faced turned out to be a little baby. After winning the battle, Yang Jian, the number one disciple of the three generations of Chanjiao, bullied a child, shameful! If he loses, Yang Jian, the first of the three generations of Chanjiao's disciples, loses to a child, which is even more embarrassing! Thinking of the two upcoming situations, Yang Jian wanted to vomit blood! "Hey! Three-eyed guy, what are you stunned for? Are you looking down on me, my lord?" Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, dressed in a chameleon, holding a fire-pointed spear, and stared at Yang Jian angrily. "Little guy, this is not the place you should come, hurry up and find your parents!" Yang Jian really didn't want to fight Nezha, so he said to Nezha in a soft voice. "You really underestimate me!" Nezha snorted coldly, directly urging the hot wheel under his feet, dancing with a flaming spear and rushing towards Yang Jian. Yang Jian felt the aura emanating from Nezha, and was suddenly startled, and quickly raised the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand to block. boom! The fire-pointed spear smashed on top of the three-pointed and two-edged spear, and a force burst out that shocked Yang Jian, so that he, who underestimated Nezha, could not help but take a few steps back. "How is it? Do you know how good the young master is?" Seeing that Yang Jian was pushed back by his own shot, Nezha put the fire-pointed spear on his shoulder and looked at Yang Jian with pride. Yang Jian was directly amused by Nezha's appearance, and said, "I really underestimate you, but your strength is not enough to make me think you are powerful." "Hmph, then try again!" Nezha heard Yang Jian like this Said, his temper suddenly came up, and he went out towards Yang Jian again. Two figures, one big and one small, immediately fought in a group. After dozens of rounds, Nezha began to fall behind, and when the number of rounds reached hundreds, Nezha had already been pressed and beaten by Yang Jian. In the end, when the number of battles between the two reached about 150, Nezha was caught by the blade of Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword and fell heavily. "Yang Jian, what are you doing?" An angry shout sounded in the Xiqi camp. "Uncle Shi, what's wrong?" Yang Jian looked at the roaring man, who was his uncle Taiyi, in doubt. "This is a battlefield, why did you have to be merciful just now?" Master Taiyi asked Yang Jian angrily. Yang Jian was silent for a while. He really showed mercy just now, otherwise it wouldn't have been the three-pointed two-edged sword that hit Nezha, but the blade that slashed on Nezha's body. With the sharpness of his three-pointed and two-edged sword, even if Nezha's body is tyrannical and his defense is extraordinary, he will be seriously injured, or even die. g. But, let him kill a child, he really can't do it. Therefore, Yang Jian could only be silent. "Humph!" Master Taiyi glared at Yang Jian fiercely, then looked at Nezha, and asked in a cold voice: "Little thing, this seat asks you, the weapon in your hand, the long silk on your body, and the golden circle on your wrist. , and where did the fire wheel under your feet come from?" "It's your shameless old fellow again, you care where these things come from, Master!" Nezha got up from the ground and patted it. The soil stained on the body said to the real Taiyi with a face full of disdain. "What did you say?" Real Taiyi's blue veins jumped with anger at Nezha's words, and he wanted to slap Nezha directly to death, but the patriarch had an order. He looked at Nezha with murderous intent. "What are you worried about? You are old and ugly. Young master, I had a nightmare at night. What should I do?" Nezha glanced back at Master Taiyi in dissatisfaction. "Ah ah ah!" Taiyi Zhenren was furious, Jin Xian's breath burst out, his right hand was raised, and a big handprint appeared in the air. With the right hand of Taiyi's real person pressing down, the big handprint that appeared in the empty space also slapped towards Nezha fiercely. Nezha looked at the big mudra shot towards him with disdain, neither avoiding nor resisting, letting the big mudra shoot at him. "National Teacher!" On the wall of Tongguan, he immediately looked at Wang Xian with panic and anxiety. "Don't worry, that old guy is just trying to scare Nezha." Wang Xian gave Li Jing an Anxin look. "Scare?" Li Jing was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked at the battlefield. At this time, the big handprint had already been slapped on the ground, and the terrifying power made the ground tremble, but due to the flying dust, ordinary people could not see the situation of Nezha at this time. After about half a minute, the dust dissipated, and a handprint-shaped deep pit appeared on the ground. However, in the middle of the deep pit, that is, the palm of the hand, there is a towering mud pillar, and above the mud pillar, a small figure is standing. That little figure is not Nezha and who is it? "Bah! Bah! Bah! Lao Za Mao, are you trying to choke me to death with dust?" Nezha cursed at Master Taiyi. Since knowing his future from his wife, he has hated Taiyi Zhenren. In addition, the teacher just told him through voice transmission that as long as he does not attack Taiyi Zhenren, it is absolutely impossible for Taiyi Zhenren to attack him. He, who had wanted revenge for a long time, could give up such a good opportunity, so he fiercely provoked and insulted Taiyi Zhenren. "Okay! Very good! Little thing, when the patriarch's restrictions are lifted, not only you will die, but your whole family will die together! I hope that at that time, your mouth will be as stinky as it is now!" Taiyi Zhenren glared fiercely again Nezha glanced at him, then turned around and fell into the Xiqi camp. "Cut!" Nezha didn't panic at all, and even raised a **** at the real Taiyi. On the wall of Tongguan, Wang Xian's eyes fell on Su Jin, who was not far away, and said angrily: "This is also what you taught Nezha?" Nezha's previous sentence "What are you looking at?" The silent 'little master' almost made Wang Xian vomit blood, and now Nezha has come with a 'universal gesture'. It's too bad that Nezha, who was originally cute and loving, has become like this. "Brother-in-law, you actually doubt me? Can't it be taught by Sister Nangong or Yaoyao?" Su Jin immediately quibble. "Do you believe it yourself?" Wang Xian pouted. Su Jin immediately said confidently: "I believe it! Why don't I believe it? As long as I firmly believe that what I said is true, I can deceive myself." Wang Xian: ... He was completely convinced. Su Jin said so, what else could he say? On the other side, Nezha on the battlefield was already flying towards Tongguan, and Yang Jian also shouted to everyone above Tongguan: "You just sent a child, is there no one in Dashang?" Don't be mad, I will meet you!" A golden streamer instantly flew out from the wall of Tongguan Pass and quickly attacked Yang Jian. After the golden light landed, Yang Jian saw clearly the appearance of the person who came, and immediately said with a smile: "It turned out to be Junior Brother Jin Zha, but Junior Brother, you are not the opponent of Senior Brother!" "Do you know if you have beaten him?" Jin Zha snorted coldly. , waving the double swords in his hands and slashing towards Yang Jian. Yang Jian immediately counterattacked, and a three-pointed, two-edged sword danced like a tiger, blocking Jin Zha's attacks one by one. After dozens of rounds, Yang Jian found a flaw in Jin Zha, and quickly stabbed out the three-pointed two-edged sword, stabbed Jin Zha's shoulders across the face, and then kicked Jin Zha away. "For the sake of you and me, I will spare you this time, go back!" Yang Jian shook off the blood on the three-pointed two-edged sword and said to Jin Zha in a sullen tone. Jin Zha's face was gloomy, but he also knew that he was not Yang Jian's opponent, so he could only cover the wound on his shoulder with a sullen face and walked towards Tongguan. Jin Zha and Mu Zha lost two battles against Yang Jian, which made the morale of Dashang drop a little bit. On the contrary, Xiqi's side was full of gongs and drums, cheering and cheering. "King Wucheng, is there a suitable general to send?" Di Xin asked Huang Feihu with an ugly face. Huang Feihu smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, my son Tianhua told me just now that this Yang Jian is very powerful, even stronger than some elders, that is, second-generation disciples of Chan Jiao, even if our generals are dispatched, they will not It's that Yang Jian's opponent." "Is there no one in the big business? If there is no one, open the door and surrender as soon as possible!" At this time, Yang Jian's shout just came out again, which made Di Xin's face even more ugly. "National teacher, can your three children make a move?" In desperation, Di Xin could only ask Wang Xian for help. "Let my three disciples take action, that would be too bullying..." Wang Xian pinched his chin. The levels of those three monkeys were all as high as over 800. Not only did they crush Yang Jian, but they also practiced the "Xianjue" that incorporated "Eight Nine Profound Techniques", and Yang Jian was even worse. If the three monkeys really wanted to shoot, Yang Jian couldn't even last ten rounds, and it was still under the condition that the three monkeys couldn't make a dead hand. "Bullying people?" Di Xin was taken aback. He never thought that Wang Xian would say such a thing. Just when Di Xin was about to say something, Wang Xian suddenly smiled and said, "Though my three disciples are not suitable to shoot, there is one who is suitable to shoot." "Who?" Di Xin asked curiously. "Yang Chan!" Wang Xian said. "Yang Chan?" Di Xin was stunned. Who is this? Wang Xian didn't explain either. With a wave of his hand, the passage to the inner world was opened, and a beautiful figure walked slowly from the passage. Her appearance made everyone around him fall into a state of stunned daze. nice! So beautiful! Wang Xian looked at the three virgins, Yang Chan, beside him in surprise. He did not expect that after the fusion of the two Yang Chans, the appearance would change so much. The previous three virgins Yang Chan, although UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com is known as the first beauty in the Three Realms, but it will not make Wang Xian stunned. But now the three virgins of Yang Chan, not only make Wang Xian stunned, but even the beauty is a bit eclipsed by the world. It is even rude to say that the beauty of the three virgins, Yang Chan, is indistinguishable from that of Yaochi. "His-" Suddenly, Wang Xian gasped. "What are you pinching me for?" Wang Xian looked at Su Jin, who didn't know when he came to him, speechlessly. "Brother-in-law, what do you think?" Su Jin said with a pouted mouth. "What?" Wang Xian pretended to be stupid. "Humph!" Su Jin snorted, let go of the small hand that was pinching on Wang Xian's waist, trotted to the side of the third virgin Yang Chan, and said in a low voice. "National teacher, the right person you just said is not her, right?" Di Xin also recovered from his stupor, and asked Wang Xian with a strange expression on his face. "Yes, it's her!" Wang Xian nodded. "But..." Looking at the incomparably beautiful three virgins Yang Chan, Di Xin didn't know what to say for a while. "No one has come out yet, so hurry up and surrender!" Yang Jian's shout sounded again. "Yang Chan, teach you a lesson about your arrogant 'second brother'!" Wang Xian said to the third virgin Yang Chan. "Yeah." The three virgins Yang Chan nodded lightly, flew up, and flew towards Yang Jian who was still screaming under the wall. on the battlefield. Yang Jian also fell into a short-lived state of absentmindedness when he looked at the three virgins, Yang Chan, who flew towards him. He was not only lost because of the beauty of the three virgins Yang Chan, but also because of the three virgins Yang Chan, he actually felt the breath of the same blood. "Second brother!" Yang Jian said that he was even more confused when the third virgin Yang Chan spoke. Second brother? Is this calling him? The beautiful woman in front of you is your sister? But he doesn't remember that he has a sister, still such a beautiful sister! "Are you really my sister?" Yang Jian asked uncertainly.