The Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island, figures of Chanism who played minor roles in the Battle of God-Conferment, appeared at the front to help King Zhou fight against Xiqi.
Although the four brothers were the in-name disciples of the Saints, they were all powerful and their mounts were eye-catching. As soon as the Battle of God-Conferment appeared, they defeated Jiang Ziya and Nezha.
However, the Four Sages did not seem to be very smart. After suppressing Jiang Ziya's army, they actually wanted to negotiate with him. Taking into consideration the friendship of the Taoist sects, they gave Jiang Ziya a chance to breathe and went to Kunlun Mountain to ask for the Deity Whipping Whip … They really did not die in vain.
Yang Jian did not have a deep impression of the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island, and it was easy to confuse them with the four generals of the Demon Clan. However, the latter was much more capable than the former, and the treasures they had were also much more ruthless.
Today, the King Fiend rushed into the Tribulation Cloud of the South Continent to chase after Yang Jian. If he was entangled by the Tribulation Cloud, he would inevitably struggle in the next great tribulation.
The King Fiend was a famous cultivator in Chanism, so he should know this. It could be seen that he really hated Yang Jian at this moment.
When Yang Jian first saw the King Fiend rushing over, he was shocked at first, but then his eyes surged with some fighting spirit …
Yang Jian had originally wanted to take advantage of this time when someone used the Jie School to deal with him and kill a few people from the Jie School to disrupt the situation of the God-Conferment. However, he did not expect that he would attract the big fish, the King Fiend.
Although this person was in the same cultivation realm as Mohan and was also Daira Jinxian, he had listened to the Dao of the Saints and cultivated with the mighty figures of the Jie School for many years. He was definitely not someone that a fake like Mohan could compare to.
However, Yang Jian had just obtained the spearless spear, so his combat power and power had increased greatly. At this moment, he was not really afraid of the King Fiend.
Yang Jian shouted impolitely, "Uncle-Master Wang Fiend, what do you mean by this!?"
After saying that, he jumped up from the immortal clam, grabbed the spearless spear with his left hand, and blocked the way of the King Fiend!
"What did you do!? Do you still dare to deny it!? " Wang Mo's eyes were bloodshot and his long hair was disheveled. He didn't stop and directly pounced at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was fully focused on dealing with them. He sent a voice transmission to the immortal clam and asked them to head deeper into the South Continent. He would meet them later.
However, why would Ling Zhuzi abandon Yang Jian and escape? He immediately jumped out of the immortal clam and stared at the Demon Lord in the distance without saying a word. More than ten rays of treasure light appeared around him …
The three of them didn't leave either. They all stayed where they were. Little Chan 'er even glared at Demon King.
Demon King's figure was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Yang Jian. His palm struck out at Yang Jian's shoulder like a bolt of lightning or a ferocious bird. He wanted to shatter Yang Jian's shoulder bones and capture him.
Yang Jian channeled the Xuanqi in his body and condensed the Xuan Gang to protect his right palm and arm. With a palm strike, he actually met the King of Demons head on.
Competing in physical strength? Daira Jinxian. Yang Jian was not afraid!
With a loud explosion, the Demon King's figure stopped in midair.
Yang Jian flew backward, but his posture was calm. He stopped a thousand feet away, and his left arm was fine.
"Good kid!" Demon King gritted his teeth. "You really have some skills, but you killed my disciple! I need you to give me an explanation! "
Yang Jian snorted coldly. "Crazy words. Is this the Uncle-Master of Jie School?"
"Give me your life!" Demon King suddenly roared. He arched his body and threw out a stream of light that smashed towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian held the spearless spear with both hands and swept the universe. His body followed the spear and rushed towards the stream of light!
There was an explosion, and a thousand-feet-long thunderbolt streaked across the sky!
Yang Jian's pointless spear pointed at the stream of light, directly deflecting it. His body turned half a circle, dispelling the powerful force that he had received. Taking advantage of the momentum, he brandished his spear, and a series of spear shadows bloomed in the air!
After Demon King threw out the stream of light, he first waited to see how Yang Jian would deal with it. However, he did not expect Yang Jian to be able to send the Heaven-Splitting Pearl flying so easily. He was more afraid of the spearless spear in Yang Jian's hand.
Wang Mo was about to pounce forward and continue fighting when Yang Jian's spear shadows attacked like a storm.
Demon King had cultivated for many years and his Dharma powers were profound. However, he was still an Essence Soul cultivator. The strength of his immortal body could not be compared to Yang Jian's.
At that moment, seeing the sky filled with spear shadows and feeling the sharpness and domineering of each spear shadow, Demon King did not dare to be careless. He immediately used the Nine Dragons Mystic Technique and erected a huge azure shield in front of him!
Ding! Dang!
The spear shadows struck the shield. Although it smashed the shield that was condensed from Heaven and Earth essence energy into pieces, it was barely blocked.
Demon King was enraged!
He was there to seek revenge, and he was fighting a junior disciple of the Dao Sect. However, the other party blocked his attacks consecutively and even caused him to be at a disadvantage …
It was not enough for him to lose his reputation in this battle. Could it be that he had to embarrass Jie School?
"Ah!"
Demon King roared angrily as a shocking wave surged around him. He suddenly punched the void at Yang Jian!
One punch turned into three shadows, followed by endless shadows!
It was unknown what kind of mystical ability it was. It condensed the power of Heaven and Earth and turned into a sky full of fist shadows that attacked Yang Jian!
Yang Jian did not panic. He calmed his mind and dealt with it. The Spearless Spear was displayed, protecting his entire body in an airtight manner.
The punches came but were all blocked by the pointless spear. Banging sounds rang out incessantly as Yang Jian was forced to retreat, but none of the punches that filled the sky could land on him.
"Good martial arts!" Demon King could not help but praise. Then, he gritted his teeth and scolded, "You are arrogant because of your martial arts! You killed my disciple unjustly! I will definitely not forgive you! "
After saying that, Demon King took a deep breath and avatars appeared beside him. All of them waved their fists and legs at Yang Jian. Waves of Heaven and Earth power condensed into fists, palms, feet, and fingers, bombarding Yang Jian.
The world within a 50-kilometer radius changed color!
Yang Jian snorted coldly and still did not answer. The spearless spear shone brightly as his figure soared into the sky, wantonly brandishing the spear shadows in the sky!
He used the spearless spear to fight the enemy. Although it was dangerous, it was the best time to hone the spearless spear and himself.
Just like that, one attacking and one defending, the two were evenly matched. Yang Jian was always at a disadvantage, only defending and not attacking.
Demon King's ability was actually in his fists and legs. The treasure was the Heaven-Splitting Orb that Yang Jian had sent flying.
Originally, the Heaven-Splitting Orb was not to be underestimated. It was said to be indestructible and could break through anything. However, today, it was useless against the spearless spear that had the same origin as it.
Demon King's supernatural power was good at close combat, but unfortunately, he met a fiend like Yang Jian who specialized in cultivating his body. Although he kept suppressing Yang Jian, he could not injure Yang Jian at all …
Thinking of the gap in seniority between the two and the time they had spent cultivating, he felt more and more aggrieved.
However, how could he not take revenge for his son's bloodline?
Today, he had already disregarded everything and entered the tribulation clouds. He had even attacked Yang Jian ruthlessly. Chanism would definitely not let this matter rest. If he could not take down Yang Jian today, not only would there be no hope for revenge in the future, he would also be mocked by the cultivators of the Three Realms!
"Don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Demon King roared and retracted his clones. A blurry figure appeared behind him, wielding two swords that were the color of blood.
"Go!"
Demon King pointed at Yang Jian. The blurry figure behind him suddenly flew out like a magic treasure, leaving a trail in the air. In the blink of an eye, it pounced in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian suddenly felt the warning signs of a mysterious technique. Not daring to be careless, he immediately turned and fled.
The blurry figure wielding the two swords chased closely. In a few steps, he caught up to Yang Jian and raised his swords to slash at Yang Jian.
Suddenly, Yang Jian swung his waist and leaned back. The spearless spear drew an arc in the air and directly swept through the blurry figure's chest.
It was not affected at all!
Oh no! This was a supernatural power that attacked the primordial spirit!
Seeing the two sabers slashing towards Yang Jian, Yang Jian was still leaning back …
Ling Zhuzi's expression changed. Yang Xiaochan cried out nervously. Ao Xinke had already raised her hand, and the light of a Dharma treasure surged in her palm.
However, Yang Jian's reaction was extremely fast. He did not give Ao Xinke a chance to attack.
When the spear missed, he had already used the 72 Transformations and transformed into a Cloud Piercing Swallow, barely dodging the two sabers.
Ao Xinke heaved a sigh of relief. The light of the Dharma treasure in her hand did not dissipate. She was still watching carefully.
The Cloud Piercing Swallow that Yang Jian had transformed into was extremely fast. When the blurry figure wielding the two sabers retracted his sabers and chased after him, he was already a thousand feet away.
To the extremely fast blurry figure, the thousand feet was only a blink of an eye …
However, Yang Jian returned to his human form. The spearless spear was in his left hand, and his right hand condensed into a sword finger that pointed at his forehead.
What is he going to do?
At that moment, not only did the spectators have such a curious thought, even the King Fiend had such a curious thought.
Yang Jian drew a vertical line in front of his forehead with his sword finger and stared at the blurry figure that was about to rush in front of him.
The blurry figure was formed from the King Fiend's essence soul. It was also the King Fiend's trump card. It specialized in breaking essence souls and was always successful. Its mystical ability was called "God Slaying Shadow"!
However, today, the God Slaying Shadow was destined to meet his nemesis!
The God of Death raised his two sabers and was about to slash at Yang Jian when a ray of light suddenly shone from Yang Jian's forehead …
The King Fiend was shocked. In the blink of an eye, he looked at the ray of light. His eyes suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a scene that terrified him appeared in his heart!
Yang Jian's forehead split open, and a vertical eye appeared. There seemed to be six overlapping pupils in the vertical eye!
The six pupils rotated slightly, and the resplendent light bloomed! The light turned into an invisible arrow and pierced through the God Slaying Shadow's forehead!
In an instant, the King Fiend felt his mind tremble. His connection with the God Slaying Shadow was suddenly severed, and his essence soul suffered a backlash. All the hair on his body stood up, and he let out a miserable howl.
"What is this! Ah! "
The King Fiend roared and immediately pounced forward. Yang Jian seemed to have seen through his plan. He wanted to activate the vertical eye on his forehead again, but his body felt empty.
Yang Jian did not bat an eyelid. He raised his spear and stabbed forward.
The King Fiend did not care about the spear, and directly used his arm to block it. He passed in front of Yang Jian and sucked the God Slaying Shadow, whose forehead had been pierced through, into his mouth.
There was a flash of blood. The King Fiend's arm had been pierced through by the spear. He grunted and retreated, spilling blood along the way.
"Yang Jian! Just you wait! "
After saying that, Wang Mo's figure fled in the northwest direction in a hurry.
"Hmph!" Yang Jian let out a cold snort. He stood in the air and watched the King Fiend escape. He did not say a word from beginning to end.
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