Their cultivation was the same, and the magic weapon they used, the real Immortal Beheading Saber, would not be worse than the Three Pointed, Double-Edged Saber. The difference was their physical bodies. Yang Chen had only passed the Xuan Immortal Tribulation, while Yang Jian had passed the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Tribulation. However, Yang Chen's Kua E's secret technique had been cultivated to the third level, while Yang Jian did not have a similar body refining technique. Thus, the two sides were tied again.
Even Yang Chen had the Tai Chi Golden Ball, a powerful protective magic weapon, which could barely be considered as having the upper hand.
However, the battle was not only about cultivation and magic weapons, but also about experience. Yang Chen firmly believed that even if he had 10,000 years of experience in his previous life, plus more than 4,000 years of cultivation in this life, it was definitely not comparable to Yang Jian and Nezha's hundreds of years of battle experience.
In his own territory, Yang Chen did not have to worry about his own life. Then, the battle experience of Yang Jian and Nezha was a tool for Yang Chen to sharpen himself. He believed that even if the two of them knew this, they would definitely be willing to fight with him to their heart's content. It was for no other reason than to teach him a good lesson to vent his anger.
As a person who had died once, how could Yang Chen not understand that the promise of being hunted down by Yang Jian for a hundred years was a great way for him to step down. While letting Yang Jian step down, it could also be regarded as a small lesson for Yang Chen. After all, Yang Chen was the executioner who killed the Celestial Dog.
Now, Yang Chen was giving them a chance. Anyway, he was thick-skinned. As long as he did not die, they could do whatever they wanted in the Immortal Beheading Platform.
When Yang Chen took the Immortal Beheading Saber and said that he had offended Yang Jian, Yang Jian had already waved his Three Pointed, Double-Edged Saber. He jumped high and chopped down at Yang Chen's head. Yang Chen did not want to be outdone. He took the real Immortal Beheading Saber and fought with Yang Jian.
This was a battle opportunity where Yang Chen could make an unscrupulous shot, and Yang Jian could also make an unscrupulous shot. Soon Yang Jian indulged in it.
Countless years of battle experience were really useful. Even if Yang Chen took the real Immortal Beheading Saber and Yang Chen had the protection of the Tai Chi Golden Ball, Yang Jian only relied on the Three Pointed, Double-Edged Saber to turn Yang Chen into a target in a short time.
Not long ago, the scene of Yang Chen beating Yang Jian was reversed. Yang Jian took the Three Pointed, Double-Edged Saber, and kept beating Yang Chen baseball. No matter how powerful Yang Chen's Immortal Beheading Saber was, it could not stop Yang Jian's all-pervasive attack.
The Tai Chi Golden Ball had indeed become a ball. It could barely protect Yang Chen's body from being beaten too hard. Occasionally, Yang Chen could also fight back. However, that was only by chance. No matter how well Yang Chen protected himself, no matter how hard Yang Chen resisted, he could not stop Yang Jian's attack.
The violent beating lasted for more than a month. After more than a month, even if Yang Chen had the Dragon Palace to replenish his spiritual power, he could not bear it any longer. Yang Jian's cultivation was suppressed, but his total spiritual power was still at the level of the Peak Infinite-tribulation True Immortal. He almost did not feel tired. Even if he could not absorb any spiritual power in the Immortal Beheading Platform, he did not have to worry about not having enough spiritual power to deal with Yang Chen, who was at the Intermediate Golden Immortal Stage.
"Stop!" After Yang Chen was sent flying and fell heavily on the ground, he finally found a chance to shout, "I can't take it anymore, let me have a rest!"
The battle with Yang Jian was not evenly matched at all. Strictly speaking, Yang Chen had been abused for more than a month. Both his body and spirit had reached the limit, and he needed a rest.
Yang Jian stopped the attack decisively. To be honest, he had vented his anger by beating Yang Chen for more than a month. Every pore on his body felt comfortable. Anyway, there was still a long time to go. He could let Yang Chen have a rest and then continue to beat him.
As Yang Chen thought, a guy who was tied up and could not move flew to the Immortal Beheading Platform. Yang Chen jumped up and casually said that every debt had its debtor. Then, he chopped off the head of the unlucky Celestial Immortal whose name he did not even know. How could there be no blood when the real Immortal Beheading Saber was used?
While Yang Chen stopped, Nezha could not hold back anymore. He flew forward and replaced Yang Chen's position. He shouted at Yang Jian, activated his three heads and six arms, and fought with Yang Jian.
Nezha and Yang Jian were both good. At their level, how could they have a chance to fight to their heart's content? Only in the Immortal Beheading Platform, where their cultivation was suppressed to the same Middle-stage Golden Immortal, and they did not have to worry about the leakage of their aura, nor did they have to worry about breaking things around them, could they enjoy themselves.
They had long wanted to fight to their heart's content. Now that they had this opportunity, how could they let it go? There was no hatred between them. They just appreciated each other and wanted to fight. Now that there was a chance, they would naturally fight to their heart's content.
When fighting with Yang Chen, Yang Jian could be completely playful. But when facing Nezha, who had three heads and six arms, he could not be more serious.
It was no longer a case of one side being abused by the other without any chance to fight back. The two were evenly matched, and the fight was unusually lively and brilliant.
Yang Chen's eyes had long been attracted by the battle between Yang Jian and Nezha, and even he was very unkind to record the battle between the two with a jade slip. Even if he showed the battle scene of such an expert to his wives and concubines, it would still be a rare battle experience. If it was in the sect, only the disciples with the highest contribution to the sect would be qualified to see it.
Both Nezha and Yang Jian, at their level, it was really hard to find an opponent. It was a little lonely at the top. Unless it was something like the rebellion in the Heavenly Court, they would not fight with all their strength. Usually, they would not have such a chance.
Now that the two were fighting excitedly, they used all kinds of small tricks without any scruples. The more they fought, the more comfortable they felt. They couldn't help but laugh while fighting. It was really too enjoyable.
Yang Chen watched and learned from the side, secretly recording. He was also very busy, completely ignoring the red and purple patches on his face. Those were the souvenirs left by Yang Jian for Yang Chen. They were also his retribution for beating Yang Jian up before.
"I'm rich, I'm rich!" Yang Chen muttered and kept recording. The more he watched, the more excited he became. The two's movements were too fast. Sometimes, even with Yang Chen's comprehension ability, he couldn't appreciate the subtlety of it. He could only record it first and slowly comprehend it in the future when he had time.
While excited, Yang Chen was also regretting. If he had known that he could control the Immortal Beheading Platform to this level, he would have waited for Ancestor Lu to come back and enter together. He believed that if the three of them fought together, it would definitely make Yang Chen happy.
This time, entering the Immortal Beheading Platform was really profitable!
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