I Am Erlang God Yang Jian

Among the human race, the strongest are of course the three emperors, the five emperors, and the three ancestors.

But Hu Tian quickly recalled it in his mind.

He found that he didn't seem to know this mysterious human race. Logically speaking, as long as the Daluo Jinxian level among the human races was basically entered into the human race hall.

"Are you 々¨?" Hu Tian asked.

This figure descending from the sky is naturally none other than Yang Jian.

Yang Jian completely ignored Hutian's questioning, but walked directly to the injured woman in white, and a pill appeared in his hand and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the woman in white.

Before the woman in white could react, the medicinal pill had already entered the body, and the medicinal pill had entered the body, and the majestic medicinal power poured into the whole body and began to repair the injury.

After glancing at the woman in white who was recovering from her injuries, Yang Jian turned around, raised his head to look at Hutian, and said indifferently, "Did you just say that there is no one under the sect?"

"Who are you?" Hu Tian asked.

"I am the second generation disciple, Yang Jian."

But when Hutian heard Yang Jian announce his name, he trembled and showed a surprised expression.

In any case, he never thought that he would meet Yang Jian here.

Yang Jian!

This name must have been known to no one in Honghuang before.

But before a hundred years ago, it was famous all over the world.

First of all, in the secret realm of the Eastern Emperor, he swept away countless powers and seized the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Then, the axe split the peach mountain, fighting the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Finally, one person entered Lingshan Heaven and Earth a hundred years ago.

Beheading one of the three corpses of the saint Zhunti has moved the entire prehistoric world.

The slaughter of the saint's clone is the first thing since Pangu opened the sky and split the earth.

All Yang Jian's prestige in the fairyland is unknown.

As for the woman in white, who was recovering from her injuries, cross-legged on the ground, after she heard Yang Jian say her name, she looked at Yang Jian with a gleam in her eyes.

"He, he... is actually Senior Brother Yang Jian."

The woman in white did not expect to meet Yang Jian here today, knowing that Yang Jian's name in the interception was even more resonant.

".¨It turned out to be Daoist brother Yang Jian. Today it is considered that Hu has offended him. I still have things to deal with, so I won't chat with Daoist brother. When he is free, he will definitely invite Daoist brother to the mansion for a gathering."

Although Hutian has a name with a tiger, he is not a real tiger, so he naturally understands the seriousness of the situation.

If other disciples intercepted the teaching, he might have dared to pretend to be a tiger, but Yang Jian really didn't dare.

After all, Yang Jian is an invincible person with no enemies. He dares to offend him there. Even if the Kunpeng Yaoshi ancestor from the Yaoshi Palace came here in person, he would have to give Yang Jian a bit of face.

"Wait!" Yang Jian looked at Hutian who turned around and wanted to leave, how could he let him leave so easily.

Hu Tian, ​​who had not had time to turn around, heard Yang Jian's words and asked helplessly, "I don't know if fellow Daoist Yang Jian still wants to talk to this demon king?"

Yang Jian said in a cold tone, "Do you want to leave like this when you hurt my disciple?"

"Then I don't know what you want to do, Fellow Daoist Yang Jian?"

Hu Tian could see that Yang Jian didn't want to let him go, so he could not help but make small gestures to the little demons behind him.

Seeing Hutian's small movements, the little demons standing behind also understood.

Their small movements were naturally hidden from Yang Jian's eyes.

However, Yang Jian didn't care and said, "I don't want to do anything. Since you hurt my disciple, just kneel and kowtow and admit your mistake."

Chapter 119

"Yang Jian, do you really think my Demon Master Palace is easy to bully?"

Hu Tian really wanted to laugh when he heard Yang Jian's request.

After all, he is also a great Luo Jinxian.

In today's prehistoric times, Daluo Jinxian can be considered a top existence.

After all, this is not the ancient era, the way of heaven is getting more and more perfect, and the spiritual energy has also transformed into the acquired spiritual energy, so it is more and more difficult to cultivate the way.

It is not easy to be able to cultivate to the Golden Immortal Daluo.

"That's right, I'm just being bullied by your Demon Master Palace. How can you treat me like this?"

Yang Jian replied.

From the very beginning, he never thought about letting Hutian and the few demon clan behind him leave safely.

Bullying me and intercepting the disciples, can you leave without incident?

That's totally impossible.

"You..." Hu Weather was in a panic, and waved to the little demon behind him, "Give me 670 kills."

"Roar!!"

With Hutian's wave, several little demons behind him roared, and then turned into the body of the demon clan, roaring and roaring.

"Ants!!!"

"..."

Yang Jian took a step forward, the three-pointed two-edged sword appeared in his hand, he shouted angrily, and then clenched the three-pointed two-edged sword and slammed it against the monsters behind Hutian.

Bang! !

With a knife, the ground shook.

As long as the monsters that were hit by the three-pointed two-edged sword all turned into a mass of blood.

Yang Jian looked at the few monsters who were killed by the three-pointed two-edged sword. This was just a small test of the bull's knife. He turned to look at Hutian, and said coldly, "It's your turn."

Hu Tian saw several monsters who were killed by Yang Jian's stick, and his legs could not help numb. This was too powerful, and all the monsters he brought with him were eliminated in one fell swoop.

You must know that among the few demon clans killed by Yang Jian just now, there are many Jinxian and Taiyi realm existences, even Hutian dare not say that it can be solved with one move.

The sect of saints is indeed a sect of saints.

What else is there to fight in this situation, Hutian directly turned into the body of the monster clan, and suddenly, a white tiger appeared on the earth, and the tiger roared in the mountains and forests.

Roar!

The white tiger fiercely sent out a sound wave, and the sound of the tiger's roar echoed around.

run!

Then, he saw the white tiger suddenly turn around and flee towards the western region.

Yang Jian completely ignored the white tiger's roaring attack, and the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand slammed out, floating above the sky, "Give me, big, big, big..."

In an instant, the three-pointed, two-edged sword kept getting bigger.

Bang!

Looking at the nearly three-pointed two-edged sword, Yang Jian gently stretched out a finger and pushed it, and the huge three-pointed two-edged sword suddenly fell towards the place where the white tiger was.

Ah!

Baihu raised his head and looked at the fallen three-pointed two-edged sword. He didn't respond, his entire body was completely suppressed on the ground, and he was dying.

Yang Jian walked up to the white tiger that was being held down by the three-pointed two-edged sword, and said coldly, "Now you know it."

"Senior Yang Jian, spare your life, Xiao is willing to be your mount."

Hu Tian begged, he naturally didn't want to die.

You know, it is naturally not easy to be able to cultivate to this point.

"A mount?"

"Hehe, you're not worthy."

"Die."

Yang Jian replied coldly, pressing his finger lightly against the three-pointed two-edged knife.

Click!

Tiger Heaven is the soul of the West Heaven, and the soul is swallowed by the three-pointed two-edged sword.

The three-pointed and two-edged sword was originally made of the God-killing spear. Now that it is broken, it can absorb the soul to slowly repair it.

"Thank you Brother Yang Jian for saving your life."

At this moment, the woman in white who had recovered from her injuries came to Yang Jian and saluted him.

Yang Jian heard the voice of the woman in white, and only then did he notice the woman in white standing in front of him.

Under the slender hair, there is a face of sinking fish and geese, the snow-white skin is looming under the fluttering clothes, and the eyebrows on the forehead set off her beautiful appearance.

The appearance of this woman is not inferior to that of Chang'e and Ming Xiu, the only difference is the aura on their bodies.

Yang Jian gathered his mind, looked at the woman in white and asked, "I don't know who's disciple you are intercepting?"

"Reporting to senior brother, I was originally a white snake in the shape of a white snake. Ten thousand years ago, because of chance and coincidence, I went to the door of Yunxiao, the three immortals of the interception."

The woman in white replied.

"Oh, it turned out to be a disciple of Uncle Six."

Yang Jian understood why he noticed a familiar aura on the woman in white, it turned out to be a disciple of Uncle Sanxiao.

"Can have a name."

"Master saw that I was in the shape of a white snake, so he named me Bai Suzhen."

"what!!"

Yang Jian looked at the woman in white, is she Bai Suzhen? ?