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Chapter 659

Words:2917Update:22/06/28 11:48:16

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As Wang Yangguo's army marched forward, Yang Jian and Kong Xuan swaggered a hundred miles away, quietly watching the warships.

He was bold and did not feel that being surrounded by hundreds of experts was a troublesome matter.

Kong Xuan mumbled, "That whatever King's daughter, can she really bring Wang Yang's commander-in-chief over?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Of course. She is a princess, after all. That big guy should give her some face."

"Oh?" Kong Xuan lowered his head and said, "The Chaotic Spirits are not like you humans. They still respect the strong. That little princess's cultivation base is just barely passable."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and still insisted on his own opinion. "It's actually very simple. The Chaotic Spirits and the human race, or rather, all living beings, have the same basic way of thinking. This is the basis for the races to understand and communicate with each other.

"Although the Chaotic Spirits are generally disorderly, as long as there are strong and weak, there will be rule and centralization of power. It's just that the degree of power varies.

"Once power develops to the stage where it is hereditary, these princes and princesses who are likely to become the next king will be given certain privileges."

Kong Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said faintly, "I didn't expect Perfected Lord of Purity and Magic to have such an understanding of imperial power in the secular world."

"The principles are interconnected." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and Kong Xuan's lazy look suddenly changed to one of extreme vigilance.

"They're coming. Prepare the array."

"Don't worry." A five-colored light danced on Kong Xuan's fingertips. "In this place, I can trap even a Saint of the Great Path for a while."

Yang Jian nodded slowly. Two strands of Xuanqi wrapped around him and Kong Xuan.

A huge figure slowly flew out of the huge warship in the center of Wang Yangguo's army. It was the fat giant with a powerful aura that Yang Jian had seen before.

When this person stood up, he was over a thousand zhang tall. The 'little head' that was originally on his shoulder had also turned to his chest. The face on the little head had a friendly smile on its face as it talked to the 'little person' standing on its shoulder.

That little person was actually Princess Wang Yangguo in her normal form. Previously, Kong Xuan had used the Spirit Core Manipulation Technique to control her spirit core, and Yang Jian had sent her back to invite this commander out for a chat.

Yang Jian did not know what method she used to persuade Commander Wang Yangguo.

In any case, it was fine as long as he could lure this expert out. After taking down this expert, this army of Wang Yangguo would be Yang Jian's.

The giant flew past the place where Yang Jian and Kong Xuan were hiding. Yang Jian and Kong Xuan exchanged a glance, then quietly followed the giant with Xuanqi.

The giant head suddenly opened its mouth and spoke in a messy language of the Spirit Race. However, the talismans on Yang Jian's body naturally allowed him to understand what they were saying.

"Your Highness, where is the spirit herb that you said was guarded by a Vicious Beast?"

"It's not far ahead. Li Mu is already standing guard there. However, there is a very powerful beast that he is no match for. That's why I made the decision to ask for your help."

The giant head did not say anything else, but the little head let out a few sharp laughs.

"Your Highness, the King has asked you to come with the army because he wants you to shoulder an even more important responsibility. If we can find a few more treasures to offer to the King, he will definitely be very happy. "

"Many thanks to Prime Minister and General Chaghe for your help." The Spirit Race woman with the wings of light on her back deliberately addressed them as if to remind them of something.

Yang Jian immediately understood that the two heads were not both Chaghe.

He whispered a few words to Kong Xuan. Kong Xuan nodded slightly, the sword in his hand vibrating slightly.

Finally, an hour after flying away from the army formation, the giant's speed slowly slowed down.

The small head "swam" on the giant's chest to its shoulder and looked at the Spirit Race woman. It smiled dryly and asked, "Your Highness, you keep saying that it's not far away. Is there something you're hiding?"

"Something I'm hiding?" The Spirit Race woman frowned and asked, "Does the Prime Minister not believe me?"

"Your Highness, forgive me for offending you." General Chaghe also spoke. He lowered his ferocious face slightly and looked at the Spirit Race woman with his 300-feet-long face. A strand of his hair could make the cultivators of Daira vomit blood.

Chaghe's voice was like rumbling thunder. It could be transmitted over a long distance in the Chaos Sea.

"You seem to be lying to me."

"General Chaghe …" The Spirit Race woman's face was a little pale. Naturally, she could not withstand the pressure of such an expert. She subconsciously wanted to fly away, but she was frozen by the pressure.

At this moment!

A cold laugh suddenly sounded from the side. The Chaos Aura within 100,000 feet of Chaghe suddenly "evaporated" and disappeared strangely, revealing a spherical void with a diameter of 100,000 feet.

The few of them immediately looked in the direction of the cold laugh. There, a figure slowly walked out of the Chaos Aura. A pale white aura flowed around her. Her long hair fluttered gently even though there was no wind. The sword in her hand contained a shocking Sword Qi.

Her face had an indescribable Dao charm, and her figure was perfect without any disharmony. Her phoenix-like eyes swept across Chaghe and the "small-headed" Prime Minister with a hint of disdain in her gaze.

Mo Wen's body was peerless. Kong Xuan was the only ruthless person in history.

“”

Swoosh!

A gray shadow streaked past at an extremely fast speed. Chaghe did not even have time to retract his hand before the Spirit Race woman was grabbed by the gray shadow.

The gray shadow stopped. If it wasn't Yang Jian, then who was it?

Although this princess had no further use, she was now Yang Jian's subordinate. Yang Jian could not let her suffer so easily.

After the Spirit Core was controlled, the life of the Spirit Race was not simply threatened. It was unknown how Xuan Du obtained such a technique, but the controlled Spirit Race would gradually devote all their loyalty to the "master", the kind that held nothing back.

"Thank you, Master."

The princess of Wang Yangguo was so excited that her face was flushed. Even her voice was trembling slightly.

Yang Jian casually threw her a bottle of pills that could strengthen the foundation and nourish the primordial spirit. He was fair in giving out rewards and punishments. Then, he took out the three pointed, double-edged spear. The sound of waves surging appeared in his body.

It went from continuous waves to monstrous waves!

"Your opponent is me." Yang Jian's words were indescribably light and indifferent. The dragon spear in his hand trembled slightly. Waves of the Xuan Gang were injected into it. It was as if a black dragon was about to soar into the sky in the next moment.

No, there was no heaven and earth here. There was only the continuous Chaos Sea.

Kong Xuan's palm pulsed with Five-colored Divine Light. Halos circulated, and the void that was 100,000 feet in diameter was sealed by the Connate Five Elements Dao Laws.

"You have to fight faster," Kong Xuan said. "Didn't you say that Spirit Lord Yu is Kun Peng's pawn? Perhaps Kun Peng is rushing over. "

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the corner of the Black Tortoise Belt. Spirit Lord Yu, who was being pecked at by the little eagle, really did not dare to relax.

A huge steel fork that was 10,000 feet long appeared in Cha He's hand. It was obvious that he was discussing something with the little head on his shoulder.

Yang Jian took a step forward and shouted, "Primordial cultivator? Are you courting death? "

Without answering, Yang Jian took two steps forward. His body had already rushed to the maximum speed that his true body could reach. He grabbed his spear and attacked Cha He's huge body.

In front of Cha He, Yang Jian's body was indeed as small as an ant.

Cha He's steel fork was lifted up violently and swept towards Yang Jian. The powerful force caused the void to shatter, revealing the shape of intertwining Dao laws!

Yang Jian charged forward quickly, but the steel fork that smashed over like a mountain ridge was extremely ferocious!

One could even sense that as long as the steel fork collided with Yang Jian, all its power would rush towards Yang Jian's body, which was less than ten feet tall … This exquisite control of power seemed to show the giant's true combat strength.

Seeing the prey, Yang Jian actually did not dodge, the long spear swept towards Cha He, and then suddenly twisted his upper body, holding the spear with both hands, directly thrusting towards the steel fork that was smashing towards him.

The Xuan Bead shone brightly. Yang Jian seemed to be standing on a boundless wave. The spear even let out an explosive dragon roar!

Bang!

Buzz —

The eight feet long Dragon Spear directly collided with the incomparably huge steel fork!

Time and space seemed to have stopped. If not for the spear shadows that Yang Jian threw out flying like rain, people would really think that the scene had stopped!

At the end of the spear tip, ripples spread out like a shaking tablecloth. The void began to collapse layer by layer, and the steel fork that was nearly ten thousand feet long, was actually collapsing one foot at a time!

Yang Jian's body leaned back slightly, and borrowed the force to retreat, avoiding the collapsing void.

Cha He's gigantic body suddenly leaned back, and the two left arms that were grabbing the steel fork kept trembling. His ferocious face became even more ferocious, and his eyes were filled with ferocity.

The sky was filled with spear shadows!

The spear shadows that the Xuan Gang had condensed suddenly dispersed, and directly covered Cha He's upper body. It smashed into a 'cloud of dust', and Cha He's body fell down with a loud bang.

Dharma Idol World!

Yang Jian's body rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it became ten thousand feet tall. He put away the Dragon Spear, and a pair of fists surged with boundless Xuanqi, and fiercely pounced towards Cha He.

On Cha He's shoulder, the terrified 'little head' suddenly revealed a cold smile. A strange Daoist Rhyme quietly appeared, and weaved into a huge black net, covering Yang Jian's Dharma Idol.

"Hmph!"

Yang Jian had long been on guard against this move. Even if no one had said what abilities this little head had, even if he used his toes to think, what kind of remarkable ability could complement a humanoid beast like Cha He?

Of course, it was the ability to attack the Primordial Spirit.

The shadow of a big tree appeared in Yang Jian's Dharma Idol, and under the big tree, a small cauldron flew up lazily. With a gentle shake, it sprinkled a sky full of green light, and directly melted the black net.

At this moment, the little head was really anxious. Yang Jian's Dharma Idol had already pounced on Cha He, and its two fists smashed out a sky full of fist shadows.

Even when using the remarkable ability of Dharma Idol World, Yang Jian's control of power was still 'extremely exquisite'.

Cha He roared angrily and fought back with all his might. However, just as he was about to raise his hands, the elbow joints of his four arms, the shoulder sockets of his two arms, and the joints under his two ribs were all smashed by the fist shadows at the same time!

Yang Jian's face was cold. Wherever the fist passed, Cha He's body would be smashed down like mud.

His body was badly mutilated!

Cha He kept roaring angrily, and his body violently spat out streams of blood. His physical body was actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, Yang Jian's Dharma Idol moved agilely, and his legs directly stepped on Cha He's waist. Before Cha He could stand firm, he was directly kicked again. Yang Jian's fists once again blasted out fist shadows at Cha He's back!

The fists left afterimages!

This kind of physical combat made Kong Xuan who was watching from the side a little … speechless.

"Brute."

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she glanced at Princess Wang Yangguo, who had a face full of infatuation.

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