Dozens of times, Yang Chen waved the Immortal Beheading Saber with all his strength, coupled with the increase of Xiao Tian's power, brought Yang Jian a feeling that was by no means easy.
Although Yang Jian's powerful strength made his arms not feel numb, his armor was not a powerful magic weapon. Yang Jian's power lay in his cultivation, a three-pointed double-edged saber, and a vertical third eye. If Xiao Tian Dog was not dead, there would still be a part of Xiao Tian Dog, but now there was only Yang Jian himself.
Dozens of powerful attacks made Yang Jian's armor become tattered, and he had been smashed into the ground several times, also stained with a lot of dust. From this point of view, Yang Jian could be said to be covered in dust.
But Yang Jian could only bear it at the moment, and he couldn't even avoid it. He could dodge, but it meant that in front of Nezha, in front of his six brothers of the Meishan Mountain, he had to dodge the attack of a Golden Immortal junior. This was something that the arrogant Yang Jian could not bear.
What came from Yang Chen's Immortal Beheading Saber was not only pure power, but also a variety of complex attacks, which made Yang Jian admire the variety of attack methods of Yang Chen. Not to mention, when attacking under the ground, Yang Chen's Immortal Beheading Saber could actually drive the power of the whole land to attack him. It should be known that this was his cave house magic weapon, not Yang Chen's.
When withstanding Yang Chen's attack, Yang Jian also admired Yang Chen's attack methods. This was an absolute genius, there was no doubt that he could make an attack comparable to the peak of Almighty Immortal with the cultivation of the intermediate Golden Immortal. It was a pity that this guy killed Xiao Tian Dog, otherwise, as Yang Jian said, they might be friends.
After hundreds of consecutive powerful attacks, although Yang Jian was battered and exhausted, he was not so battered that he could not attend to one thing and lose sight of another. Every time he was able to block Yang Chen's attack, but he could not fight back, he was trapped in this promise, and could only passively bear the attack.
Boom, Yang Jian suddenly felt that something was wrong, there were two more fire dragons around him, and the surrounding air seemed to start burning. Then the two fire dragons disappeared instantly, but his body involuntarily became hot and even hot.
Come to think of it, this little fellow is also a fire elementalist and an alchemist. It was normal for a fire elementalist to have his own natal fire.
If it was an ordinary cultivator, Yang Jian wouldn't have cared. At most, it would just be a powerful flame. So what? Unless Yang Chen's cultivation had reached the same level as the tip of his brush, no fire seed would be able to harm him.
However, this fire seed was a little different. Yang Jian couldn't tell what kind of fire seed it was. What was even worse was that the fire seed was unable to withstand it at all. It began to burn on Yang Jian's weapon and armor. What was even more inconceivable was that Yang Jian even discovered that there seemed to be a tiny spark in his sea of consciousness. It was slowly invading his sea of consciousness like a prairie fire.
If his Sea of Consciousness were to be incinerated, it would be a huge problem. If Erlang Shen Yang Jian's sea of consciousness were to be burnt by Yang Chen's fire, Yang Jian could just stretch out his neck and wait to be chopped off. Yang Jian snorted coldly and began to use his powerful divine sense to expel these fire seeds in his sea of consciousness.
While the Yin-Yang Heaven Burning Fire was attacking, Yang Chen's Immortal Beheading Saber did not stop. It was still chopping at Yang Jian's head and face. Yang Jian could only fend off the attacks in a flustered manner. He was in an extremely sorry state.
Nezha had already begun to clap his hands and stamp his feet and laugh wildly. He had seen Yang Chen's fire seed. With the strength of the Red Armillary Sash, it could only block the burning of the Yin-Yang Heaven Burning Fire. Under Yang Jian's carelessness, he suffered a lot this time.
This kind of scene, even in the millions of years since Nezha and Yang Jian knew each other, they had never seen it. When would Erlang Shen Immortal be beaten to such a state? And he was beaten by a mere Golden Immortal junior.
It was true that Yang Chen caught Yang Jian off guard, and it was done under the circumstance that Yang Jian promised not to fight back. But since Yang Jian agreed, he could not blame others. He could only pay for his own carelessness.
The six Meishan brothers and more than a thousand gods couldn't believe their eyes. Erlang Shen, who had always been invincible in their minds, was now so embarrassed and unbearable. It directly subverted their lofty image in their hearts. Was the fireball that was beaten and burned violently really their invincible Erlang Shen in the past?
It was unknown how many times Yang Chen had slashed at Yang Jian. Yang Jian's whole body was completely shrouded in flames. Nezha and the six Meishan brothers couldn't see Yang Jian's current appearance at all. But Yang Jian himself knew very well that his appearance must be very embarrassing.
It was certain that Erlang Shen's exquisite armor had already been turned into tatters. Under the double action of the Yin-Yang Heaven Burning Fire and Yang Chen's Immortal Beheading Saber, even the handle of the three-pointed, double-edged saber had slight cracks, not to mention the armor that was not a Life Origin Magic Treasure. It had long been turned into pieces. Being able to hang on Erlang Shen's body, it was already because of Erlang Shen's powerful magic power.
Under the series of attacks, Yang Jian finally didn't want to bear this situation where he couldn't resist at all and could only block. When Yang Chen slashed down again, Yang Jian dodged and avoided Yang Chen's blade. His whole body also flashed to the side.
This was the first time Yang Jian dodged, which also meant that Yang Jian's patience had reached the limit. In the face of this situation, Yang Chen didn't say anything and directly slashed at the empty space.
The Immortal Beheading Saber instantly became longer, and a long hole appeared in the space of the cave. Yang Chen's figure flew out of the hole and instantly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a sentence that made Nezha laugh wildly, "Thank you for your promise, senior! There is still half an hour left! "
Yang Chen didn't do too much. As soon as he left, the Yin-Yang Heaven Burning Fire immediately retracted. The flames that surrounded Yang Jian's whole body also disappeared, and his sea of consciousness was no longer churning.
However, Yang Jian was standing there like a beggar at the moment. His face was scorched black, and the armor on his body was in pieces. Several fragments also clearly showed deep knife marks. Although Yang Jian's body was unscathed, such an appearance was more unbearable than killing him.
The next moment, Yang Jian disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he had returned to the handsome and elegant Erlang Shen. The armor on his body had also changed to the same exquisite style, but the appearance just now was clearly engraved in the hearts of Nezha and the Meishan Brothers.
Nezha completely ignored his image and laughed loudly. He kept laughing at Yang Jian and said, "There is still half an hour left. You can't break your promise! Hahahaha! "
Yang Jian's face was full of anger. He gritted his teeth and said in the direction where Yang Chen disappeared, "I'm going to kill him!"
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