"Brother Yang!"
Lü Chunyang's gaze swept across the 12 commanders, then at the clouds that stopped in the sky.
Although he knew that he should not get involved in this mess, he saw that Yang Jian was about to go crazy with hatred. He was afraid that Yang Jian would really be injured by the Celestial Court today. That was why he appeared to persuade him.
Yang Jian looked at Lü Chunyang and said firmly, "If you're here to persuade me to return, I can't listen to you."
"I'm not …" Lü Chunyang muttered to himself. He felt troubled by the current situation.
He said softly, "Brother, wait here. I'll go over there and ask."
Yang Jian nodded calmly. Lü Chunyang took a step forward and displayed his mystical ability. He appeared before the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals.
He sighed first and said, "Thinking back to the past, I was an official in the Heavenly Palace and was a subject with all of you. Today, I'm here to ask a question. Yang Jian wants to enter the Celestial Court to save his mother. The punishment for the White Lotus Princess's 500-year calamity is already clear. Why are you stopping him? "
The Heavenly Generals cupped their fists and bowed. The Heavenly General holding the shield said, "Dong Gong should also know that the Celestial Court is in charge of the Three Realms and maintains the order of the Heaven and Earth. Therefore, the Heavenly rules are strict. If there's no order in the Heavenly Palace, how can the living beings of the Three Realms be convinced? "
"If there's no order or His Majesty's decree, those who are not from the Celestial Court are not allowed to enter the Celestial Court."
When Lü Chunyang heard that, he felt helpless. The rules were indeed written like that. However, there were not many Heavenly Generals of the Daira level who would really care about it.
A chuckle came from the corner. "Usually, there are a lot of unruly people going in and out of Central Heavenly Gate. Why is it that when it comes to Yang Jian, he suddenly starts talking about rules?"
"Who's stabbing people in the back? You are ruining the dignity of the Celestial Court! "
The Heavenly Generals spread out their Divine Senses, but they could not find where the speaker was. However, they discovered that there were already countless cultivators gathered within a thousand miles of the Central Heaven Gate.
If the Central Heaven Gate was lost today, it would inevitably cause some trouble.
Lü Chunyang coughed and attracted everyone's attention. He said loudly, "Sword Immortal Lü Chunyang requests an audience with His Majesty the Jade Emperor! Heavenly Generals, please pass on the message! "
"Report? Do you think you can meet the Jade Emperor just because you want to? "
A loud laugh came from within the Central Heavenly Gate, causing Lü Chunyang to frown.
Inside the Central Heavenly Gate, a short burly man walked over with two meteor hammers in his hands. His black armor was stained with blood, and his entire body exuded a fierce aura.
This person really couldn't be considered fat, but he was really strong. However, it wasn't easy for him to refine his flesh to the point that he looked like a 'fat winter melon'.
"It's General Huimu!"
"Hahaha!" The person laughed non-stop, as if he had already captured Yang Jian and was preparing to return to report.
The three Heavenly Generals guarding the gate frowned, but they each sent a voice transmission. The two with the sword and the spear retreated and were on guard against Yang Jian in case he suddenly attacked. The Heavenly General with the shield went forward.
Although they were all Daira Jinxian, there was a difference in their strength. Moreover, there were important officials in the Celestial Court. The Heavenly General with the shield cupped his hands at the short winter melon and said, "Why is General Huimu here?"
"I'm here on orders to take Yang Jian back to report."
Huimu smiled sinisterly. His somewhat pitted face was filled with contempt. "You guys are really impressive here. After fighting for half a day, you still can't take down a mere Yang Jian!"
"You!" The Heavenly General with the spear was about to curse, but the Heavenly General with the sword pressed down on his shoulder.
The Heavenly General with the shield smiled and said, "If that's the case, please take action and capture Yang Jian. It can be considered as resolving the danger of the Central Heavenly Gate."
"Sure! Get out of the way! "
Huimu waved his hand and walked forward with two meteor hammers. However, he deliberately ignored Yang Jian and shouted, "Is that Yang Jian?"
"Huimu! Do you still recognize me? "Lü Chunyang suppressed his anger and looked at Huimu coldly.
"Oh, so it's the reincarnation of Dong Gong. No wonder you dare to clamor in front of the Heavenly Gate." Huimu revealed a cold smile. "Why do I remember that after Dong Gong reincarnated, he refused the official position and said that he only wanted to be immersed in the forest? I'm afraid you don't deserve the name Dong Gong. "
"Hmph!" Lü Chunyang drew his sword angrily and was about to fight with Huimu.
Yang Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Brother Lu had a bad temper. He said that he was here to stop the fight, but he was about to fight again.
However, this Huimu was somewhat insulting to Lü Chunyang. It was reasonable for Lü Chunyang to attack in anger.
After all, there were countless pairs of eyes watching this place. It would be really embarrassing to lose face for no reason and not be able to pick it up!
However, Huimu was not afraid at all. He raised his two meteor hammers and welcomed the attack.
Lü Chunyang raised his sword-like eyebrows and formed a sword with his fingers. The long sword on his back soared into the sky. Huimu had only taken two steps when the sky in front of him was already filled with sword shadows!
This scene made Huimu tremble with fear. Lü Chunyang's expression was cold. He pointed his finger at Huimu and the sword shadows that filled the sky formed a sword formation and shot towards Huimu!
Swoosh swoosh!
The sound of something breaking through the air could be heard!
Huimu raised his pair of meteor hammers and swept up a gust of wind, forming a wind curtain.
However, Lü Chunyang's sword was a rare sword-shaped spiritual treasure. Huimu's twin hammers were at a disadvantage. The wind curtain was directly torn apart by the Sword Qi and hit Huimu's body.
Ding ding dang dang …
There was a sound of iron being struck. Thousands of Sword Qi were released in an instant. Huimu's body was surrounded by clouds and mist but his figure kept retreating.
When the clouds and mist dissipated, Lü Chunyang narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to make a move.
Huimu was in an extremely sorry state. He gritted his teeth and roared angrily at Lü Chunyang. His figure immediately rushed forward. However, after the previous encounter, he knew that his magical power was coincidentally restrained by Lü Chunyang's magical power.
He cultivated his physical body while Lü Chunyang was a sword immortal. His magical power of sword manipulation was elegant and elegant. This made Huimu unable to do anything about it.
"You're just a brute and you still dare to be arrogant?"
Sword Qi appeared behind Lü Chunyang again. There were a few times more than before and the sky was filled with sword shadows.
This really proved a joke in the Celestial Court — the most powerful magical power in the Celestial Court was the civil officials and not the military generals.
Huimu's eyeballs turned and he was about to retreat. He wanted to avoid the battle and simply go back to report this Lü Chunyang to the Celestial Court to send troops to capture him.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Lü Chunyang. Huimu who was about to turn around stopped in his tracks.
Looking at this person, he was dressed in silver scale armor and held a pointless spear in his hand. His long hair was tied up with a green belt. He was handsome yet mighty. His face was sharp and angular and his eyebrows were not too thick nor too thin.
He smiled indifferently. With his back facing Lü Chunyang, he faced Huimu and said, "Old brother, are you here to steal my limelight? Leave this person to me. "
"Brother Yang, you …"
Lü Chunyang hesitated for a while and waved his hand to disperse the Sword Qi on his back. He then retreated.
Yang Jian's sudden appearance to stop him was naturally not just to 'steal the limelight' but because he was worried about Lü Chunyang's situation.
Why did Tung Wang Kung reincarnate? There must have been a reshuffle of the internal powers of the Celestial Court. Otherwise, Huimu would not have looked down on Lü Chunyang so much.
If Lü Chunyang attacked in anger, it would be hard to guarantee that he would not bring trouble to himself. In fact, Lü Chunyang should not have appeared here today. Otherwise, he would definitely be in trouble in the future.
But Lü Chunyang was afraid that Yang Jian would suffer losses in the Celestial Court. He also came to help out of the spirit of brotherhood. He even wanted to help Yang Jian resolve the disaster of his mother. Unexpectedly, Huimu appeared out of nowhere.
"You blocked my way first and humiliated my friend later. Today, you must leave behind an explanation."
Yang Jian said coldly and pointed his spear at Huimu.
Huimu had originally come with his head held high. However, he was pressed to the ground by Lü Chunyang for a while. How could he not be angry at this moment?
This anger was really ignited by Yang Jian. He roared at Yang Jian like a ferocious beast and charged forward with a pair of meteor hammers!
He knew that Yang Jian was also a person who cultivated the physical body. That was why he had come forward to fight with Yang Jian! Now that he saw Yang Jian, he could only think of capturing Yang Jian to save his face!
"Ha!"
"Ha!"
Two angry roars sounded. One swooped down from above and the other swooped up from below. Yang Jian versus Huimu. A spear versus a pair of hammers!
First, they collided head-on, then they were forced back at the same time. There was a hint of surprise in their eyes.
"You're indeed powerful!" Huimu laughed loudly. He was filled with fighting spirit. He swung his hammers and chased after Yang Jian.
Yang Jian held his spear with both hands. He swept, swung, smashed, and raised his spear. He fought with Huimu.
At that moment, in the Primordial World, there were very few cultivators who cultivated the Primordial Spirit.
Ever since the Great Shaman and Demon War, the Shaman Tribe had fallen into a deep depression. Hence, it was even rarer for Yang Jian and Hui Mou to fight together than it was for Almighty Beings to fight each other.
At that moment, the two of them stood up. There was really no immortal Qi to speak of. They fought with their physical bodies and relied on their abilities. They were evenly matched and killed until the sky was dark!
The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals guarding the Heavenly Gate did not dare to be careless. Huimu seemed to be a little unpopular. The Heavenly Generals did not attack Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was a little impatient after fighting for a long time. He began to use risky moves and only attacked without defending!
Huimu fought like a madman. Yang Jian's moves began to go wild, and Huimu also became even more unrestrained. He fought in a big way, completely ignoring his injuries.
Although he was simple-minded, he was still a fierce general. When the two armies fought, they could stimulate each other's morale.
One hammer for one spear. Yang Jian's Qi and blood trembled. He was seriously injured even though he was wearing the Silver Scale Armor. As for Huimu's armor, it was not to be underestimated. Yang Jian's spearless spear could not break through it.
The injuries on the two of them became more and more serious.
After fighting for another hundreds of rounds, Yang Jian had already firmly suppressed Huimu. The advantage that he had obtained was getting bigger and bigger.
On the other hand, although Hui Mou had also activated all of his combat power, and his combat power had reached its peak, he continuously tried to attack Yang Jian's vital points. However, his attacks were always accurately blocked by Yang Jian.
Finally, Yang Jian deliberately showed an opening. Huimu could not see through it for a moment and smashed his hammer at Yang Jian's chest. Yang Jian dodged to the side and turned his spear. It drew an arc and smashed the back of Huimu's head!
With a bang, Huimu's body flew forward. Blood spurted from the back of his head, but he still roared and turned to pounce on Yang Jian again.
Yang Jian suddenly retracted his hand and retreated. Huimu's two hammers missed and his body was a little unstable. He fell two steps forward, his armor damaged and blood dripping.
"You're already seriously injured. Retreat for now."
Yang Jian said coldly and walked towards the Central Heavenly Gate again. He coughed and couldn't help but bleed from the corner of his mouth.
Huimu gritted his teeth at Yang Jian and stumbled towards Yang Jian. "Again … let's fight!"
"Do you want to die?"
Yang Jian said coldly. A line of blood flowed down his forehead and his eyes were filled with coldness.
If it was tens of thousands of years ago, Huimu would have grinned and said that he would die for the sake of battle.
But now …
"When did I become so cherishing my life?"
Huimu's legs turned weak and he fell to the ground, unable to move.
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