The demons stirred up trouble and said that they wanted to talk about seniority. Yang Jian took the opportunity to suppress them with his seniority and did it in one go.
Mei Kongmei had been scolded, but she had to swallow her anger. The breathing of the demon mighty figure was actually unstable, but she forcefully suppressed the anger in her heart.
Suddenly, she smiled, and a hundred bewitching beauties bloomed.
The demon mighty figure said softly, "The disciples of Chanism are indeed extraordinary. However, the demons are different from your Dao Sect. How can we talk about seniority? "
"That's not right." Yang Jian still stood with a smile. He was neither fast nor slow. "All living beings in the world are born because of the Dao. All living beings are born because of the Dao. The reason why the Dao Sect is divided into three sects is to educate all living beings in the Three Realms. "
"Let's not talk about my Chanism. How many in-name disciples of Jie School that my Uncle-Master created are demons? The demons are naturally taught by the Dao Sect. Do you have any objections? "
"I …" Mei Kongmei really could not answer because no matter what she said, it would be wrong.
If she answered no, she would offend Jie School and many experts from the demon race in Jie School.
If she answered yes, she would admit that the demons were taught by the Dao Sect. Although she, Mei Kongmei, was a mighty figure of the demon race, how could she dare to say so easily?
Many mighty figures of the Primordial World knew that the demons were definitely not taught by the Dao Sect. Many of the earliest demons were Connate spirits. Yang Jian was only covering the whole.
However, if Yang Jian's argument were to spread to the Dragon Palace, the world would definitely use that to belittle the demons …
Mei Kongmei thought about that and looked at Yang Jian charmingly. However, she cursed the demon Daira, who had mocked Yang Jian previously.
She did not answer, but it did not mean that Yang Jian would let it go easily.
Yang Jian remained calm and closed his steps. "In that case, Miss Mei, what should you call me if you don't call me senior? I'm the third generation of the Dao Sect. What about you? "
What about you?
What about you?
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the words' Miss Mei 'were even louder.
"Alright!"
The Huanglong Daoist yelled excitedly, while the immortals around them smiled at the demon mighty figure's embarrassment.
Chijing Jing was a bit more appreciative of Yang Jian; he felt that it was somewhat strange. He thought, 'Yuding Shidi is usually quiet and taciturn, I did not expect his disciple to be so quick-witted, unexpectedly he has this kind of eloquence.'
"Sigh …"
Yang Jian sighed. He was about to force Mei Kongmei to lower her head and call him 'Little Martial Uncle' when he suddenly cupped his hands. He was a little dispirited and withdrew all his aura.
Yang Jian's emotional voice spread throughout the Dragon Palace, but he seemed to be melancholy.
"What I said is reasonable. Miss Mei, you can't refute it. So, I will refute it for you. The Dao is born and the Dao is destroyed. The Dao is in the heart of all living beings. Those who understand the Dao will be ranked first. "
"It's fine for me to call you senior here. You have cultivated for countless years, and your realm is far above mine. In the future, you will sit with my two Uncle-Masters. This is the recognition of your strength by the seniors of the Dragon Palace, not your seniority. "
"At the end of the day, the Primordial World is dominated by mystical abilities and ranked by the strength of Dharma powers. Before I went down the mountain, Master warned me a few times to forget that I have a Saint Grandmaster. I should keep a low profile and be a down-to-earth person. "
Low-key … Down-To-Earth …
The corners of the mouths of many human immortals twitched. The demons were also itching with hatred.
Yang Jian said, "Therefore, I have never used my master's lineage to suppress others, nor do I want to tarnish the reputation of the Dao lineage. I am conscientious and tread on thin ice, afraid that I will do something wrong."
"However, apart from being a disciple of Chanism, I am also a human cultivator. I cannot forget the massacre and bullying of the human race by the demons back then. I killed the great demons that caused harm to the human race along the way and raised the righteousness of the human race!"
"Today, I will use my fists and sharp swords, and the skills that my master taught me to make a name for myself. What's wrong with that?"
"Today, when I fight with Bu Kuang, we will use mystical abilities to determine the winner. What's wrong with that?"
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Could it be that no one in the demon race dares to fight me today and can only stab me in the back?!"
He held the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand, and every word he said was meant to kill the demons.
The human immortals were extremely excited, and their blood boiled. They wanted to fight the demons in the Dragon Palace!
Yang Jian's aura had already condensed. After he said that, many demons were already furious, but they did not dare to look at Yang Jian directly.
"Good! Good! Good! "
Mei Kongmei cheered thrice and pointed at Yang Jian. "The juniors of the demon race are already invincible against this person?"
"Patriarch! I am willing to learn from the disciple of Chanism! "
Behind Mei Kongmei, a young demon with fluttering beard and hair asked angrily.
"Go! Show the might of the demon race! "Mei Kongmei pointed, and the young demon leaped into the arena. He faced Yang Jian and cupped his fists.
No matter how angry he was, this was the Dragon Palace, and a fight to the death was not allowed.
Yang Jian nodded indifferently. He had already recognized that the other party was also a demon with a strong physique. Then, seeing that the demon did not use any treasures and only charged at him, he put away the Demon Slaying Sword and the Cloud Slapping Brick.
The two figures were separated by hundreds of feet, but as if they had a tacit understanding, they suddenly accelerated and charged at each other at the same time!
The young demon was usually elegant, but at this moment, he moved like a crazy demon. His long hair danced in the wind, and a treasure light appeared on his hands, which turned into a pair of tiger claws!
One claw went for Yang Jian's heart and lungs, and the other claw went for Yang Jian's face!
Yang Jian did not dodge. His left fist and right palm were so fast that there was a sudden explosion in front of the Dragon Palace!
The punch landed on the young tiger demon's claw.
One palm landed on the wrist of the tiger's other beast claw!
Flesh collided with flesh!
The demonic energy of the tiger was instantly dispersed by Xuanqi, and the tiger claw exploded. The other tiger claw's wrist was cut off by the Xuan Gang!
Yang Jian let out a low shout, and the Xuan Gang was pushed out like a wall.
The tiger demon's figure flew out and turned into a white tiger in mid-air, its front limbs destroyed!
The tiger demon finally could not bear it anymore and let out a scream in mid-air, "Ah!"
A big hand came from behind and caught the tiger demon. Then, a pill that emitted pure demonic energy entered the tiger demon's mouth.
The one who made the move was Mei Kongmei. She personally caught the tiger demon and placed him behind her. Then, she asked again, "Who's going?"
"Me!" Another youth from the Demon Clan stepped forward and stepped into the field. Without saying much, he unleashed his magical powers to fight with Yang Jian.
Yang Jian also did not say a word. He broke through everything with his strength, and after fighting for more than ten rounds, he injured the big demon.
Mei Kongmei made her move again. She still fed the defeated big demon a demon pill and personally put him behind her.
Without waiting for her to ask, another demon youth stood up and fought with Yang Jian.
Although Yang Jian did not show any signs of fatigue, the surrounding human cultivators all cursed. The demons were really despicable to take turns fighting him.
However, this was the Dragon Palace. The rules set by the Dragon King were to defend and attack. Even if the demons took turns fighting him, Yang Jian could not be replaced as long as he was not defeated.
There were dozens of young Golden Immortal great demons who came today. These dozens of Golden Immortal great demons had already gathered around Mei Kongmei. One by one, they came out and fought one after another, but all of them returned with injuries.
The Turtle Prime Minister only hit the gong at the side and did not make a sound.
Three demons, five demons, seven demons, twelve demons!
Yang Jian used the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to defend against the enemy. He used the Cloud Brick and the Demon-Slaying Sword one after another. Every battle was more intense than the previous one. The younger Golden Immortal demons of the demon race were also more and more fearless.
In the end, the great demons activated their strongest mystical abilities with all their might, even if it was just to consume some of Yang Jian's cultivation, even if it was just to hit Yang Jian!
If they lost, they could still receive the favor of Mei Kongmei, the old ancestor. They would have benefited no matter what.
However, Yang Jian did not complain at all. He only fought! Consecutive battles! Victory in battle!
The battle was intense, and the battle intent was strong!
Previously, Yang Jian had already said everything about his ambition!
Even in this world where Golden Immortals were like dogs and Daira was everywhere, he, Yang Jian, wanted to fight his way up! Achieve the name of the God of War!
The demons could only be his stepping stone. The Celestial Court was definitely not his end!
After today, my name will be spread in the Primordial World!
Tomorrow, I will ascend high and shock the world!
Yang Jian did not take a step back. Without saying a word, he fought all the demons. The demons were also stirred up. When one demon was retrieved, another demon immediately rushed forward. He did not give others a chance to challenge him.
In the arena, Yang Jian had already suffered a setback after fighting the sixteen demons. There were more and more battles going on.
Ao Ji bit the bullet and stood up. He shouted, "Brother Yang! I'm willing to fight for you! Rest for a while first! "
"There's no need," Yang Jian replied calmly. His figure stood proudly. A strand of long hair hung on the left side of his face, adding to his suaveness.
"How dare you underestimate us demons!?!" A female demon rushed into the arena and threw her Dharma treasure at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian struck out with his palm. The female demon, who was only at the Heaven Immortal realm, vomited blood and was sent flying. She was caught by an expert of the Dragons in time and did not die.
Mei Kongmei had completely calmed down. He had already defeated sixteen demons today. It was almost the same as defeating sixty-six demons. It was also a loss of face.
However, as long as the younger generation of demons fought Yang Jian one after another and depleted his cultivation, the demons would be able to win back some face as long as they won one round.
Whoever was lucky enough to defeat Yang Jian, whose cultivation was depleted, was destined to be nurtured by the demons! Nurture them with all their might!
The younger generation of Golden Immortals of the demon race had already understood the crux of the matter. All of them risked their lives and secretly planned.
Six demons entered the battle one after another. Yang Jian's face was already pale.
Although it was just a clash of divine powers, the Golden Immortal demons here were all extraordinary. It was difficult for the other party's divine powers and Dharma treasures to suppress them.
At that moment, the Xuanqi in Yang Jian's body could barely circulate. The twenty-four Xuanqi beads had dimmed significantly. After fighting the Death Demon, he had also condensed a bead when cultivating the Heavenly Dipper Thirty-Six Arts.
The twenty-third demon directly transformed into a human-faced python. It cast a mystic technique and controlled a black cloud to swallow Yang Jian.
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