He had to launch a sneak attack. He had to fight two against nine, and Qing Qing could at most neutralize one or three of the enemy's supreme experts. If Yang Jian did not launch a sneak attack, he would have to fight with his life on the line.
It was not that he had not thought of sneaking all the way and fighting with all his might after finding the other party's big sister, but this idea was too risky.
If he could not win, he would fall into the enemy's heavy encirclement and have no way to escape.
And now, the other party had placed three supreme experts here, obviously to search for him. This was also the only chance for Yang Jian to weaken the other party's strength.
Even if he could not win, he still had a wider escape route.
How should he fight?
A Saint could use the Great Dao to teleport instantly. Unless he used a mystical ability to shatter the surrounding universe, and to the greatest extent possible, he could delay the other supreme experts' reinforcements.
Even the nine supreme experts would have to fly over at top speed if they could not use teleportation mystical abilities. It would definitely take some time.
And Yang Jian and Qing Qing had to defeat the three supreme experts in such a short time. It would be best if they could kill one of them.
The difficulty of this task was truly too great.
But they had come here to stop the Eternal Godking from reviving. They wanted to seize an opportunity.
Since they were already here, what was the point of cowering?
"I can't let them worry for nothing."
Yang Jian murmured softly and slowly clenched his left hand.
Even if it was a tiger's den, he had to brace himself and charge in.
Qing Qing slowly closed her eyes. Her body flew out of Yang Jian's palm and stood quietly beside him.
Within the universe, the cultivators formed a great formation. Yuding Zhenren stood in the center of the formation, ready to guide the formation's power to launch a fatal attack at the Saint realm at any time.
Heavenly Flame Daoist leaped into the air and quietly sat down cross-legged, as if he had become one with the world.
"Yang Jian, I will temporarily lend my Great Dao to you. The Bell of Chaos can help you."
Yang Jian listened to the sound coming from the bottom of his heart. He also sensed that a small ancient bell had appeared in his Bier.
Although he was unable to unleash the full power of this borrowed Great Dao, the uniqueness of the Great Dao of Time could push Yang Jian's strength to another level.
It had to be said that the universe within his body had become a great support for Yang Jian.
Cloudsky pondered for a moment. Then, just like Daoist Skyflame, he revealed his Great Dao to the world, fusing with the world so that Yang Jian could use it.
Yang Jian slightly clenched his fists, his eyes gradually burning with fighting spirit.
"To depend on you."
Qing Qing muttered. She turned into a jade pendant and hung it on Yang Jian's waist, ready for the upcoming battle.
He held the three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand, and his armor glowed faintly.
With a gentle shake of his spear, Yang Jian purposely released a wisp of his aura as he looked at where the three supreme experts were.
They were at the very edge of this endless mountain range. The strong pressure was like an impregnable pass, blocking Yang Jian's path forward.
On the peak, three figures, who were either standing or sitting, opened their eyes at the same time and looked down the mountain.
The white-robed monk revealed a warm smile and said, "He's indeed here."
Beside the little monk was a burly man. He was leaning against a six-feet-long saber. His eyes were filled with coldness as he asked in a hoarse voice, "Is he the person who injured you over there?"
"Yang Jian." The white-robed monk nodded gently.
On the other side of the burly man was a young man with a jade-like face. He looked at Yang Jian at the foot of the mountain with interest.
"His Highness asked us to kill him. We can attack together later." The young man's voice was very gentle. "Fifth Brother, Eighth Brother, don't underestimate this person. Apart from us, he is the only cultivator in the Living World who has stepped into the supreme realm. He has also relied on himself to enter this realm. He is no small matter."
"Three against one? I can't afford to lose face like that. "
The burly man sneered. He stood up straight and raised his left hand high. The saber on his back immediately shrunk to six feet long and was dragged behind him.
"I'll kill this person myself."
The young man who said that he wanted to attack together was not angry. He only smiled and made an inviting gesture.
The white-robed monk wanted to say something but hesitated. However, the fifth supreme expert had already dragged his saber down the mountain and locked his aura with Yang Jian, who was at the foot of the mountain.
"Fifth Brother is a true supreme expert of the Six Paths. Yang Jian is definitely no match for him."
As if trying to comfort himself, the little monk in white said this.
However, he could not help but think of that demonic figure. Those eyes, those eyes that wanted to perish together with him …
Yang Jian, who was walking up the mountain, saw that one of the three people had taken the initiative to welcome him. There was a hint of self-mockery in his eyes.
The other party clearly did not see him as a strong enemy.
He was actually so arrogant.
The burly man suddenly let out a low roar. Then, with every step he took, a halo would appear around him.
He took six steps in a row. Six halos circled around him, and the mountain under his feet silently turned into powder!
Six Great Dao?
Yang Jian did not reveal his Great Dao. As he moved forward, he raised his left hand slightly and pressed down lightly.
Wind of Death!
In just an instant, the surrounding heaven and earth disappeared. The universe shattered, and the land within a hundred thousand miles became a place of wind of death. The Dao Laws all collapsed.
This way, even if there were other supreme experts coming to help, they would need to fly for tens of thousands of miles. It was enough for Yang Jian to retreat.
The burly man said coldly, "I alone am enough to deal with you."
Yang Jian smiled nonchalantly. At this moment, the two of them were only a few miles apart.
He raised his spear slightly and pointed it at the burly man's chest. He said calmly, "Yang Jian."
"Fifth, Everlasting Hatred."
As soon as the burly man finished speaking, their gazes met, and several Great Daos collided!
In the next instant, the two figures suddenly disappeared in the void. The void of the Wind of Death Belt seemed to tremble a few times, and rays of light rained down.
The mountain that had originally been crushed by the sixth supreme expert, Everlasting Hatred, had turned into a small island that floated in the void of the Wind of Death Belt. The two people on it frowned at the same time.
The white-robed monk frowned because the battle between Yang Jian and Everlasting Hatred was too fast. If he put himself in Everlasting Hatred's shoes, he realized that he would not be able to block many of Yang Jian's attacks.
How long had it been?
Yang Jian's cultivation advancement had completely overturned the common sense that he knew.
The blue-robed young man frowned because he saw something …
"This Dao rhyme seems a little familiar," he mumbled.
He murmured to himself, and a look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes. However, just as he was about to recall something, the void suddenly split open, and waves of powerful impact force strangely appeared at the periphery of the Zone of Dead Wind!
The mountains and rivers collapsed, and the world was no longer restored.
The void of a radius of 100,000 miles extended for millions of miles!
At the same time, Yang Jian and Everlasting Hatred's figures could finally be seen with the naked eye.
At this moment, Everlasting Hatred's body was covered in wounds. Although there were no fatal injuries, he looked extremely pathetic. On the other side, Yang Jian had nine small golden shields circling around him. His armor and robes had been shattered, and his upper body was covered in golden armor.
The two figures almost overlapped, and the long saber was raised like a shield, while the tip of the spear touched the surface of the saber.
At the point where the tip of the spear and the surface of the saber came into contact, it was as if countless stars were collapsing …
"Ah!"
The fifth supreme expert, Everlasting Hatred, roared with a ferocious expression. Six rings of light flickered around him, and six domineering Dao rhymes condensed into his body.
However, Yang Jian only snorted coldly, and he used the force from the saber to retreat leisurely.
Everlasting Hatred raised his saber and slashed, and the void was almost filled with the reflection of the saber. However, the shadow of a large bell suddenly appeared behind Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye!
Extreme speed!
Nine Heavens Lifting Art!
The Chaos Bell Time Wheel Great Dao strengthened Everlasting Hatred, increasing the flow of time in his body!
Everlasting Hatred's pupils shrank, and his saber slashed through thin air. At this moment, Yang Jian's speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit of what his six Great Dao could capture!
Above!
The fifth supreme expert, Everlasting Hatred, raised his head, but before he could react, he was hit in the forehead by a spear!
At this moment, Yang Jian and the spear in his hand became one, and it was like a giant golden sword slashing down vertically!
However, the supreme expert of the six paths was still the supreme expert of the six paths. He roared, and a huge force surged from his forehead, forcefully blocking Yang Jian's attack!
Even so, purplish-gold blood still flowed from Everlasting Hatred's forehead, flowing down his cheeks, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.
Yang Jian's figure reappeared in his original position, and he sighed in his heart, but his aura became even more obscure.
As expected, the limit of the two supreme experts was only to injure each other.
Although he didn't want to reveal his trump card too early, with a strong enemy in front of him, Yang Jian didn't hesitate at all.
If he couldn't kill his opponent with his own strength, then what about using two?
Stacking!
Universe Thrust!
The Chaos Bell rang gently, and Yang Jian and the spear in his hand became one again. What was reflected in Everlasting Hatred's heart was only the afterimage of a giant sword!
The power of the six Great Dao was activated to the extreme!
Everlasting Hatred roared, and the long saber in his hand slashed 28 times in a row. However, the saber shadow only shattered the afterimage of the giant golden sword.
Upward slash, vertical slash!
Everlasting Hatred raised his left arm, and his Great Dao surged violently. However, he didn't expect that there were two afterimages of the giant sword rapidly overlapping!
Two overlapping slashes!
"Die!"
Yang Jian's cold voice was filled with a strong and cold killing intent!
Everlasting Hatred's eyes were blank for a moment, and his heart was occupied by the sword shadow that was slashing down.
His arm was broken …
Two of his Great Dao couldn't withstand the impact and directly collapsed …
If there wasn't a hand behind him that pulled him out from the sword shadow and the long spear in time, his True Spirit Origin Soul would have been severed by the spear.
How could this be, this …
With a clang, Everlasting Hatred sat on the ground. Having lost an arm, he let the purple-gold blood flow and the saber fall beside him, but he didn't know how to react.
The battle technique that he was so proud of, the technique that had swept away countless experts, was actually not worth mentioning in front of this person …
"You've lost. Heal your injuries first."
The blue-robed young man who was already standing in front of Everlasting Hatred said gently. He slowly put on his jade-like hands, but his eyes were locked on Yang Jian.
At this moment, Yang Jian was staring at this person with a solemn expression.
To be able to save someone from his sure-kill attack, and to be so calm, this person was definitely not a supreme expert ranked in the bottom four.
Suddenly, a blurry memory surfaced in Yang Jian's mind.
It was just a fragment. A man in azure armor had been cleaved in two in front of "him", but there was an eerie smile on his lips.
It was him!
He'd died at Du Bi's hands, but had reincarnated in the future. He'd been a great general of Eternal Divine Nation, a supreme expert of the Nine Paths!
The Great Tomb of the Hundred Mountains of Taiji, where countless lives had been massacred!
"Xian Kong!"
A surge of uncontrollable anger surged out of him!
"Meng Luo has indeed told you many things, Yang Jian."
The blue-robed man smiled faintly, and an Ice Blue Immortal Grass appeared behind him. It had eight leaves, and there were eight treasures hidden on it.
Eight supreme experts!
Third, Xian Kong!
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