I Am Erlang God Yang Jian

He took out his two-sided three-edged sword directly from the storage space, shouted loudly, and Yang Jian slashed towards the ancestor of Ming He.

However, in the face of Yang Jian's attack, Old Ancestor Ming He sneered loudly: "Too weak, too weak, haven't you eaten enough? There is no threat..."

Ancestor Ming He is stimulating Yang Jian.

Yang Jian knew it in his heart, but he knew that Old Ancestor Ming He was a very strong person in his realm. Even in the face of the Seven Great Sages such as Nuwa, he would not be much weaker...

"Mountain opening style..."

In this case, Yang Jian was not polite at all, holding a double-sided three-edged sword, and then performed the strongest attacking move in the wordless heaven book, using the knife instead of the axe to slash down at the ancestor of Ming He.

The ancestor Ming He did not dodge or evade, incarnates Ming He, and directly took Yang Jian's move.

Old Ancestor Ming He himself has a strong fighting power, and this is in the River Styx, Old Ancestor Ming He can be transformed into Ancestor Ming He, so it is very difficult for Yang Jian to hurt Old Ancestor Ming He.

However, after receiving Yang Jian's knife, the ancestor Ming He also waved his hand and couldn't help but say: "Well, you stinky boy, there are two more strokes, and it hurts me..."

it hurts me...

Hearing the somewhat ambiguous words of Ancestor Ming He, Yang Jian felt a little embarrassed.

But at this time, Old Ancestor Ming He shouted loudly, and then suddenly said: "I gave you a chance just now, and now it's time for me to do it!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

After finishing speaking, the ancestor Ming He also launched his attack directly...

The opposite of Yang Jian's attack method that relies on strength to suppress and win is the aggregate attack method of the ancestor Ming He... Ancestor Ming He does not have the slightest concern, where do you think?As far as where the attack is, and the way of the attack, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as insidious.

But this is the fighting style of the ancestor of Ming He.

Yang Jian just took it silently, and didn't complain... Because Yang Jian knew that the enemies he faced could not be so open and upright to confront him head-to-head. More battles depend on danger and coincidence. to win...

After all, the easiest way to win is the best way to go.

Facing the attack of the ancestor Ming He, Yang Jian also completely collapsed.

No way, although Yang Jian's physical body is good, the attack method of Ming He's ancestors is too strange, and many times, it appears directly from places that Yang Jian can't even think of...

So soon, a scream came out of Yang Jian's mouth.

However, these were not made by Yang Jian deliberately, but subconsciously after he was hit by Old Ancestor Ming He.

Mingxiu on the side listened to this scream, which was shocking to her, but she was also incompetent 3.2, and she had no way to change this situation.

"Enough?" At this time, Ancestor Ming He also asked Yang Jian with a big smile.

With a cold snort, Yang Jian responded loudly: "Not enough, continue."

Although Old Ancestor Ming He's attack made him very uncomfortable, Yang Jian could feel it. When facing Old Ancestor Ming He, every muscle and skin in his body was tense, and he was on guard...

This state is a state that Yang Jian has never seen before, whether fighting or practicing, so it is not enough, it is not enough, Yang Jian has not completely enjoyed it.

After hearing Yang Jian's answer, Ancestor Ming He also laughed loudly: "Okay, not bad... Since this is the case, then I will increase my efforts..."

Undoubtedly, Ancestor Ming He is still very satisfied with Yang Jian's performance. .

Chapter 290

In the end, Yang Jian was defeated.

But Yang Jian's strength also exceeded the expectations of the ancestors of Ming He.

If he hadn't been born earlier than Yang Jian, maybe he really couldn't beat Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, I have a secret realm here and there are some treasures that may be useful to you." Ancestor Ming He said to Yang Jian.

"Oh, don't know what treasure?" Yang Jian asked.

"This thing should be left by a quasi-sage perfection powerhouse. It's not very useful to you, but it should be useful to you."

"Then go take a look."

Yang Jian nodded.

……

a month later.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, a dangerous land in the extreme west.

If immortals are rarely seen here in normal times, but today, in the mist-shrouded sky, colorful sword lights are pouring out without warning. Upon closer inspection, it is impressive that they are powerful immortals holding various magic weapons.

boom!

boom! !

On the turbulent sea, with a loud noise, those huge beasts that lived in the ocean for many years turned into powder under the seemingly random attack of the immortals. Become a bright red, like a blooming red flower, but this is not the ultimate goal of this group of immortals.

"God of War Yang Jian, this treasure comes from the West, and it is destined for this old man, and it will be receding as quickly as possible!"

"Yang Jian, for the sake of you being a flute, hand over the treasures here, we can spare you, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

"Yang Jian, you don't need to expect your master to come to rescue you. We have covered this place with our magic power. Let's see if you can escape there today."

Lightning flashes and thunders, and on the sea where the wind is raging, stands a black-haired young man with long flowing hair. He is handsome, wearing white armor and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. At the beginning of the dark cloud, a big black dog like a calf grinned and bared its teeth beside him. He looked so fierce. This person was Yang Jian, who was known as the first god of war.

Looking coldly at these immortals who are famous in the Three Realms, Yang Jian has no fear in his heart. Instead, he is inspired by these murderous intentions to fight fiercely in his bones. As the first god of war in the sky, he has never been timid. , Hearing these bald and shameless words from the West, Yang Jian, the God of War, turned cold and said angrily:

"Fart, the treasures in the world are obtained by those who have virtue. How can you, an old bald donkey, say anything casually. If you want the treasure in my hand, show your true skills."

When the voice fell, Yang Jian shouted loudly, fighting intent soared into the sky, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword and rushing into the immortals with the fierce power of Mount Tai, making the faces of these immortals who were confident in their victory.

After he walked out of the sea of ​​​​blood that day, according to the address given by the ancestor Ming He, he searched all the way to this place, and actually obtained a supreme treasure, but he also encountered the pursuit of Western religion.

Chase and kill all the way to Qijuehai, even if Yang Jian, who was seriously injured at the moment, with the huge fighting spirit on his body, his combat power immediately soared. Hate Western Buddhism.

"Western bald donkey, kill!"

"Murder monk Dongsheng, kill! Kill!!"

"Peek at Dongsheng Continent, kill! Kill!! Kill!!!"

With the help of the roaring dog around him, Yang Jian is like a ferocious tiger rushing into the flock. He doesn't take the old immortals in the eyes of the god of war at all. As a god of war, even if he is besieged by others, he will not weaken the number one god of war in the sky. 's name...

"puff"

The blood fluttered in the sky, turning into a rain of blood, and the immortals fell one by one.

With every murderous sentence of Yang Jian, an immortal must have fallen.

At this time, Yang Jian was fierce and mighty, and a god of war was alive, so that these old-fashioned immortals once again witnessed the mighty and domineering of the first god of war in the heavens.

Relying on the domineering power of Xuan Gong, countless immortals fell on Yang Jian's hands, and Yang Jian faced those immortals who were full of greed, and his mind was only killing, killing, killing.

The brutal killing continues...

saint! !

But at the last moment, a powerful breath swept in.

Yang Jian knew without guessing.

"Yang Jian die." Saint Zhunti came to this place, and the powerful 3.2 killing intent broke out. Today, Yang Jian must die, otherwise their Western Sect will have a hard time in the future.

"what!!"

"Western Church wait for me!"

"boom!!"

Yang Jian naturally understood today's result, but he would not make the Western Church look good if he died brazenly, so he chose to blow himself up.

But just after the self-destruction, a book took Yang Jian to tear the void away.

"Hmph, I'm finally dead." Zhunti looked at Yang Jian, who had blown himself up, and left the place quickly. After all, the sky-covering formation they arranged would soon be discovered by other saints. .

Chapter 291

Xuantian Continent, Wind and Snow Kingdom, Wind and Snow City.

"Son, you must wake up, and don't let anything happen. If something happens to you, what will you ask your mother to do in the future!" Alice lay on the bed and kept crying.

Lying on the wooden bed was a handsome young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old. His white robe was stained with blood, and his breath was weak, as if he would die at any time, which shows how much torture he experienced during his lifetime.

At this time, there was a group of servants outside the wooden house, looking at the wooden house and talking about it.

"Hehe, trash is trash. How dare you fight with Master William. I really don't know how to write the word "death". Fortunately, Young Master William is very strong, otherwise he would still be alive now!"

"Fifteen years old and still a first-level magician, it's really disgraceful for the Bruce family. If it were me, I would have found a stone and killed it early, saving shame!"

"I heard that Master William is a rare genius in the Bruce family. His strength has already reached the fifth-level magician. It is said that he can attack the star magician before the age of 12. Jason is destined to be no match for William."[-]

"You are all wrong, but I heard that the young master William is about to break through to the sixth-level magician. Eighteen-year-old sixth-level magicians are rare in our Snow Wind City!"

.........

Inside the house, Alice hugged Jason's body and cried bitterly, but did not notice that a stream of white light flew into her body silently, and then the body on the bed trembled slightly.

"My son, you must persevere. If you are gone, how will you let your mother live." Alice was still crying.

At this moment, Jason on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him with a strange expression, especially the beautiful Alice in front of him, the mother of this body, and at this moment, Alice Si also saw his son who woke up.

"My miserable child, you are finally awake!"

Looking at this titular mother, with her crying red eyes and tired look, Yang Jian, who has always been ruthless, suddenly felt something flash in his heart, something Yang Jian has never experienced since he grew up. Yes, pressing down the impulse in his heart, he said calmly, "Mother, I'm fine, as long as I cultivate for a few days, I can recover!"

"Okay, okay, it's fine, you must be hungry, I'll go out and cook a pot of porridge for you right away!" Alice didn't notice anything wrong, she would care when her son woke up with a belly full of joy Some small details, hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, put his son away, and hurried out of the wooden house.

When Alice walked out, Jason's face on the bed suddenly sank, and a deep laugh came out of his throat.

"Haha, old bald donkeys, you would never have thought that I, Yang Jian, had a great life, and under your siege, I could still be reborn in this world, but I still survived after all, I'm afraid this is the cause and effect. As mentioned in the article, evil will be rewarded with evil, and good will be rewarded with good, and I, Yang Jian, will not make life easier for the Western world."

That's right, it's not the original Jason who is alive now, but Yang Jian, the first god of war in the heavens.

Under the siege of Western immortals, Yang Jian didn't know how many immortals he killed. When he was about to die, he walked through the void with an immortal soul, and finally came to this world, and successfully completed the rebirth of the house before the energy of the soul was consumed.