Yang Xiaochan flew rapidly the entire way. When she was still thousands of kilometers away, her spirit perception could clearly 'see' the scene of the three demons attacking Yang Jian.
At that moment, the sea of blood swallowed Yang Jian and a black mountain smashed towards Yang Jian. Yang Xiaochan's spirit perception was instantly torn apart and she could only barely sense the situation there …
Brother!
Yang Xiaochan felt as though the sky was collapsing. Her vision turned dark and she nearly fell from the cloud.
If not for the fact that she wanted to rush to Yang Jian's side immediately, she would have stopped crying on the cloud a long time ago …
Right at that moment!
The sea of blood suddenly surged and the mountain exploded!
Yang Xiaochan's spirit perception could not approach the battlefield. All she could do was watch from afar as the figure charged into the sky and pounced towards the three demons!
"Ha!" Yang Xiaochan was instantly overjoyed. She did not know what to say as she hurried on her way, hating the fact that she did not learn the ability to teleport …
That punch suddenly turned into six punches and in the next instant, the matter of the life and death of all living beings appeared. A faint projection appeared deep in the sky.
It was the projection of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
A single punch caused the sea of blood to surge, the green light to shatter and the mountain to crumble. The three demons were all injured!
However, Yang Jian did not have it easy either. He used the fist intent of the Life and Death Annihilation to withstand the attacks of the Dharma treasures of the three Golden Immortal demons. Even if he managed to gain the upper hand, his lifeblood was in turmoil and his Mystic Bead trembled.
Feeling a sweetness in his throat, Yang Jian nearly spat out blood. However, he forced himself to endure it.
This time, he did not stop to say anything. He swept his gaze upwards with a sharp killing intent that shocked the three demons!
"Again!" Yang Jian took a step forward and pounced forward. He actually took the initiative to attack, completely unafraid of the combined forces of the three demons.
That was because Yang Jian had accurately predicted what would happen next. The look he gave the three demons was filled with mockery, killing intent and even a little arrogance.
This arrogance did not come from his heart, but from Yang Jian's deliberate actions.
The three Demonic Beasts were suspicious by nature. Yang Jian's bravery frightened them. He was able to resist their magic weapons and even damage their magic weapons. He had the real combat strength of the Golden Celestial Stage!
How terrifying was the master of a Dao Sect disciple who tempered his body to the Golden Immortal stage?
The slight arrogance in Yang Jian's eyes seemed to show that he did not take them seriously, but in fact, it was also supporting their conjecture.
As expected!
Yang Jian lunged at the three demons. The Nine-lives Demon Cat was so furious that he was completely unaware of the other two Gold Immortal great demons' strange behavior. He immediately shouted, "Capture this brat! His flesh and blood is also a rare precious medicine!"
"Heh! You're courting death! "
Yang Jian clenched his fist again, but it was not the Ten Thousand Spirit Indestructible Fist Intent. After all, that punch consumed a lot of mental energy. Using it twice in a short period of time would damage his strength in the battle later.
The Nine-lives Demon Cat swept up waves of demonic wind. The demonic wind contained demonic power that condensed into swords, directly slashing at Yang Jian.
However, Yang Jian did not seem to notice. His hands tore apart the demonic wind and once again closed the distance between them.
At this moment, the Nine-lives Demon Cat felt that it was too embarrassing to retreat. He no longer had the face to continue living in the Great Desolate Mountain King Realm.
If he did not retreat, Yang Jian was too overbearing.
He could only urge the other two demons to help. At most, he would promise them more benefits.
A promise was a promise. So what if he did not acknowledge it after the battle?
The Nine-lives Demon Cat was about to shout, but when he turned his head slightly, he saw that the old man with the goat and the beautiful woman had already returned to their respective formations ten thousand feet away. They looked like they were watching a good show.
"You guys!"
"Humph! You still dare to be distracted? " Yang Jian's voice entered the Nine-lives Demon Cat's ears. This Golden Immortal demon, who had lived for ten thousand years, turned his head and saw that Yang Jian was already right in front of him!
A fist smashed towards his face, which was full of pinkish white!
The Nine-lives Demon Cat was horrified, especially when he sensed the Xuanqi and Xuan Gang on Yang Jian's fist at such a close distance. He felt that his life was about to be shattered by this punch.
He decisively cast a mystic technique. With a bang, his body appeared a thousand feet away at an impossible speed, leaving behind a clone of himself.
Yang Jian smashed the clone he left behind with a punch and frowned slightly.
He heard a soft chuckle. It was the beautiful demoness who had hit Yang Jian with the jade bracelet. She secretly sent a voice transmission to Yang Jian.
"One of the nine lives has been lost, and his realm has dropped significantly. Young Hero, don't leave behind trouble."
Yang Jian's expression was cold. He pretended that he did not hear it and immediately chased after her.
The Nine-lives Demon Cat could no longer care about the damage to his treasure. He repaired the glass barrier slightly and enveloped himself once again. He raised the broken red short sword and stabbed it at Yang Jian.
This time, Yang Jian allowed the short sword to attack, but it only left a shallow mark on his forehead.
It was not a powerful offensive treasure. After all, the light from providence of the demon race was lacking. Few great demons had decent treasures.
"Watch my palm!"
Yang Jian's left palm floated out and enveloped the Nine-lives Demon Cat. His figure floated forward with indescribable elegance.
After that palm strike, Yang Jian's right hand clenched as though he was holding an invisible longsword.
It was indeed an invisible sword. It was formed by the Xuan Gang. It was heavy enough to break a mountain ridge, and its sharpness was naturally unparalleled.
The palm strike was blocked by the Nine-lives Demon Cat's glass barrier, but it also caused the Nine-lives Demon Cat to cough non-stop and become weaker.
Yang Jian suddenly began to brandish his sword. Rays of sword energy formed by the Xuan Gang smashed toward the Nine-lives Demon Cat!
Heaven Leveling Sword, Heaven Leveling Sword!
The Nine-lives Demon Cat, who was locked on by the continuous sword intent, could not dodge. He could only use the glass barrier to block. There was a thumb-sized gap on the glass barrier, and the gap was surrounded by cracks.
As Yang Jian continued to swing the Xuan Gang's sword, the cracks around the gap increased at a speed visible to the naked eye …
Finally …
Ping!
The glass barrier broke again! This time, it broke more thoroughly. The Nine-lives Demon Cat spat out a mouthful of blood. More than ten rays of Xuan Gang smashed onto his body!
He was heavily injured!
This was because the Nine-lives Demon Cat's cultivation base was high and his demon body was strong. If it was an old demon in the Heaven Immortal Realm, he would have been crushed into powder by the Xuan Gang.
He looked at Yang Jian angrily and roared. Suddenly, his body turned into a ball of black light and shot toward Yang Jian.
The Nine-lives Demon Cat's last magical treasure, a small handkerchief, was also wrapped by the black light and pounced toward Yang Jian!
The speed of the black light caught Yang Jian by surprise! In just a blink of an eye, three thin scratches were left on Yang Jian's face. The immortal ribbon that tied his long hair was also torn by one of the claws. His long hair fluttered in the wind.
"You're just a black cat, how dare you act violently?"
Yang Jian squinted his eyes. Waves of Xuanqi surged out from his body and forced the black light that surrounded him to retreat.
Wasn't that black ball of light a black cat that was three feet long? That black cat had a human face and a fierce expression. The handkerchief wrapped around its body had great power and could protect its body from being destroyed.
But who was Yang Jian? Did he lose his trump card just like that?
How was that possible?
A light suddenly shone on Yang Jian's body. In the next moment, a golden-winged eagle soared into the sky and swooped down, pouncing toward the black cat!
Seventy-two Transformations!
The monkey that came later had been under Patriarch Subhuti's tutelage for ten years and had grasped the Seventy-two Transformations, Somersault Cloud, and other divine abilities.
How could Yang Jian be weak? After five hundred years of seclusion, he had comprehended the Seventy-two Transformations in his free time!
This golden-winged eagle's physical strength was not much different from his original body, but its speed was several times faster! The Xuan Gang's body was truly indestructible and indestructible!
"Meow!"
The black cat's fur stood up. With an instinctive fear, it turned its head and wanted to escape.
However, the golden eagle had already swooped down. Its two sharp claws grabbed the black cat's back and tore off the handkerchief along with a piece of the black cat's flesh!
The black cat cried out miserably, but its speed was completely suppressed by the King Bird.
The King Bird kept swooping down and clawing. The black cat charged left and right but was unable to escape. It had no choice but to use a mystic art and its eight lives were reduced to seven.
Unexpectedly, the King Bird chased after it again and did not let the black cat leave!
In the blink of an eye, the Nine-Lives Cat Demon lost eight lives. Its body was already extremely weak and on the verge of collapse.
The King Bird swooped down once again. This was its final attack!
"We are both great demons of the demon race! Why must you be so ruthless! " A loud roar sounded a thousand miles away. A black wind swept up the stars in the sky and rushed over.
That aura was several times stronger than a Golden Immortal demon!
A demon expert at the Daira realm?
The King Bird that Yang Jian had transformed into sneered. Without stopping, it grabbed the black cat's head with its claws.
Without a word, it crushed the black cat's demon soul.
A great demon of a generation had perished here!
"Wayaya!"
The Daira demon that had rushed over had transformed into a short and fat elder. However, it was too late. He glared at the golden eagle and shouted angrily, "Do you know the rules of the demon race!? Golden Immortals cannot be killed! This is the future combat power of the demon race! "
"Demon race?" The King Bird spoke in human language. An earthy yellow light surged and Yang Jian's true form was restored.
Yang Jian said indifferently, "I'm afraid you have mistaken me for someone else. I'm a human."
Killing intent surged in the elder's eyes. "Then how can I spare your life after what you said?"
"You won't spare my life?" Yang Jian said indifferently, "I'm afraid you won't be able to."
"How dare you! Which clan's descendant are you from? The demon race will make you pay the price today. We will also have to pay our respects to your sect and ancestors! "
The short and stout old man was also exasperated. He was also a bit rash, saying such words in one go.
Pay respects to your sect and ancestors?
The moment that was said, the world sensed it. A vast pressure descended from the sky and locked onto the short and fat elder.
It was as if a pair of eyes had opened in the world and looked at the place.
The short and fat elder broke out in cold sweat. His eyes were filled with horror.
Upon seeing that, Yang Jian pondered for a moment. Now was not the time to borrow the power of a Saint …
He pretended that he didn't notice the pressure that was only aimed at the short and fat elder. He laughed a few times and then said coldly, "How dare you insult my sect and my grandmaster. If I can defeat you one day, I will definitely destroy your cultivation!"
Just as Yang Jian said that, the pressure that enveloped the short and fat elder retreated.
The wind blew past, leaving only a faint voice …
"Okay."
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