Chapter 21 Challenge Yang Jian

"Me?" I'm so confused. How can I watch the scene well and inexplicably get involved? How can I help with this?"

"Don't worry, you don't need to do this in person. You just need to borrow something from you." Jin Xing looked at the barefoot fairy again and turned to the emperor and said solemnly, "I hope you can put the world first. Don't be stingy."

"Borrow something?" Why did you come to dig up his old capital? Thinking of the inexplicable lack of a large piece of Linmu, Taishang's careful liver kept trembling.

"Yes, with this thing, you only need an illusion, and you are not afraid of their dishonest recruitment!" Venus is full of confidence.

"Illusion? Do you mean Taiji? Tai Shang looked at Venus doubtfully.

"Yes, only Laojun's Taiji map can turn the world around. Create an identical world according to what people want.

Taiji diagram?

Hiding on the door frame, Xuanming blinked curiously. This thing is so familiar...

"Yes, isn't it one of the four innate treasures?" Xuanming Dale looked at his pale face, as if he had been dug up, and secretly said, "Borrow it well, borrow it well. I don't feel sorry for you!"

Looking at Taishang's trembling hands and taking out the Taiji picture, Xuanming was very happy. However, when he looked at the platinum star, he couldn't help frowning.

Tai Platinum Star looked at the eyes of Taishang Laojun when he took out the Taiji map, just like...

In the hall, Yang Jian and the barefoot Immortal took over the magic weapon borrowed from Taishang Laojun and hurried out of the hall.

Stepping through the door, Yang Jian paused, and his three eyes slipped around the door frame and shouted, "Who?"

"Uh..." Xuan Ming was surprised. How could he see him?

Who? Come out!" Yang Jian's three eyes slipped through the door frame again, which made Xuan Ming's heart hairy. Xuan Ming's eyes turned, and his mind moved slightly. A fog emerged from the door frame. He turned into a figure at the door. Then he stared at the third eye on Yang Jian's forehead with great interest.

Is he Yang Jian, who is often mentioned by Ao Ye?

"Who are you? How dare you eavesdrop on the court meeting here?!" Seeing Xuanming staring at himself fearlessly, Yang Jian couldn't help frowning and asked harshly.

"Xuanming in the West Sea." Sure enough, he is Ao Ye's friend, and his temper is exactly the same. Xuan Ming frowned and then bowed.

"Xuan Ming? Why don't I know that there is you in heaven?" Yang Jian drank fiercely, and a faint and cold murderous atmosphere slowly dispersed with his voice.

Seeing that Yang Jian didn't know Xuanming, the barefoot immortal next to him pulled Yang Jian and said, "Erlang Xiaosheng, don't care about him. He is a disciple of the Virgin of Xuanqing in the East China Sea. He won't do anything to think about it. Let's go!"

"No, as a judicial god, I, Yang Jian, am responsible for the order and safety of the heavenly court." Yang Jian snorted coldly, looked at Xuan Ming with sharp eyes and said.

Killing! Xuan Ming frowned slightly, and it seemed that this guy was a little difficult to deal with. He took a look at Yang Jian, who was handsome and heroic, so he won Xuan Ming's favor.

What's more, he helped Ao Ye many times, and Xuanming was even more grateful to him.

Thinking about this, Xuan Ming couldn't help but take the initiative to ignore Yang Jian's murderousness towards him and said with a good-tempered smile, "The world is so big that you don't know me... Hey, you don't have to be angry!"

Yang Jian didn't wait for Xuan Ming to finish speaking, snorted coldly, raised his hand and sacrificed the "three-pointed two-edged halberd". Three eyes stared at Xuanming and said, "No matter who you are, eavesdropping on the court privately is a death sentence! You'd better bow down and plead guilty!"

"Hey, isn't it?" Xuan Ming was stunned and asked unbelievably, is this going to be a death penalty? Sure enough, it is a material for the god of justice!

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's do it!" Yang Jian coldly turned the "three-pointed two-edged halberd" around, and the tip of the halberd turned to Xuanming and said.

"Yes!" Seeing Yang Jian like this, he is no longer cowardly. What's more, he has long been interested in meeting Ao Ye's brother for a while.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ming moved his finger and pinched the water sword.

Seeing Xuan Ming sacrificed his sword, Yang Jian was no longer polite. The long halberd turned, and the tip of the halberd stabbed at Xuanming fiercely. Xuan Ming looked at the approach of the tip of the halberd, and the blue sword in his hand picked up the tip of the halberd and jumped out of Yang Jian's true circle.

Seeing the two start a war, the barefoot fairy beside him couldn't bear to say, "This? Xiaosheng, you don't need this death penalty, do you?

He has seen Yang Jian's integrity, but Xuanqing is not easy to mess with, and he knows it very well. What if this hurts her apprentice?

"Hmm, if the emperor violates the law, he needs to commit the same crime with the people! If you break the law, you will break the law! Why don't you bow your head!" Yang Jian snorted coldly and danced the long halberd in his hand, with sharp and aggressive eyes. The first sentence was said to barefoot, but the latter sentence was like a knife in his eyes, staring at Xuanming and shouting.

The barefoot fairy looked at Yang Jian, who was passionate and generous. Yang Jian - has always been upright and selfless, jealous of evil, and argued with him about this? Alas!

He turned to look at Xuanming and sighed helplessly, "You can't play well. What are you doing here? I can't help you!"

Xuanming's long sword danced gently, and the blue sword was as soft as water. He smiled and stared at Yang Jian and said, "Don't worry, I'm not sure if he can catch me!"

"Hmm, arrogant man, don't be captured!" Yang Jian was furious, lifted the halberd, and attacked in the direction of Xuanming.

"Good!" Looking at Yang Jian's domineering blow, Xuan Ming couldn't help cheering, clenching the sword in his right hand and began to concentrate on the enemy. The true qi in his body slowly flowed from the hilt of the sword. He stared at Yang Jian, slowly raised his sword, and split his sword at Yang Jian.

The water-blue sword instantly burst out a dark blue sword spirit, which was like a rainbow and galloped towards Yang Jian like a broken bamboo. Yang Jian looked at this fierce sword and couldn't help laughing and cheering: "Haha... It seems that you still have two brushes, but it's a pity..."

"What a pity!" Xuanming looked at Yang Jian's regretful face and couldn't help gritting his teeth and cursing. This man said as if he was going to die. Unlucky. Xuanming poohed and looked at Yang Jian waved the long halberd unhurriedly, and the halberd opened Xuan Ming's blow. Secretly: This way is really superb, but do you want to arrest me? Still a little worse!

Since Xuanming meant that his Taoism was too low and inexperienced, as soon as he returned to the East China Sea, he even pestered Ao Ye to compete and fight every day. Now he is no longer the empty martial arts but inexperienced boy a few months ago.

While Yang Jian picked out a halberd and didn't have time to change his moves, Xuan Ming immediately waved the second sword and the third sword... The sword sharply cut through the sky, and bursts of lingered between the two. The light of the sword, with a faint blue flowing light, is cold and gloomy, like thunder and lightning, shooting at Yang Jian...

Yang Jian's moves were old. Looking at the roaring sword rain, he stepped back helplessly and dodged the sword rain. In a hurry, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Seeing Yang Jian's embarrassed figure, Xuan Ming couldn't help smiling. This smile made Yang Jian stunned. This smile couldn't help but remind him of a red shadow. It was an evil and strange person... Who is this person in front of him?

"What, stupid?" Xuan Ming smiled, danced the blue sword in his hand, and looked at Yang Jian devocatively.

"Hmm, arrogant!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, and the halberd provoked and swung to Xuanming. For a moment, the air pressure shook and the wind roared.

Xuanming looked at the Hao's halberd, narrowed his eyes, turned the sword, and shouted, "The stars move!!"

As soon as the words fell, Xuanming's blue sword stirred quickly, and the sharp sword light drove the surrounding air and the rapidly rotating whirlpool, which was obviously much larger than the whirlpool formed in Taoyuan Cave a few months ago. The rotation of the whirlpool is also significantly faster. Unfortunately, Xuanming looked at such a whirlpool, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his disappointment flashed.

These days, this move "Star Shift" has always stopped at this level and has not progressed.

Unlike Xuan Ming's disappointment, Yang Jian looked at the rapidly moving whirlpool in shock and swallowed up the knife light emitted by his long halberd at an alarming speed. Then, the speed of the whirlpool remained unchanged, and it hit itself quickly along the path of the knife light.

Yang Jian's color changed, took back the long halberd, jumped under his feet, and said, "The rising cloud comes out of the tripod!"

Air pressure! What a strong air pressure!!

Xuan Ming's rotating sword stagnated slightly and sighed in his heart. With the swing of Yang Jian's long halberd, the air pressure around him is getting lower and lower, and the difficulty of swinging Xuanming's sword is also increasing. I know the extent to which the pressure is so great that Xuan Ming can't swing.

Xuan Ming squeezed his lips slightly and suddenly stopped the rotation of the sword. Yang Jian only felt the pressure on the opposite side and couldn't help swung the halberd harder and pressed it in front of Xuanming's body.

Xuan Ming hooked his lips slightly, and his narrowed phoenix eyes were sharp. He could feel the strong pressure on the opposite side, deeply oppressing himself and making his true spirit in Dantian unrest. He squeezed his lips, suppressed the bitter breath, and quickly poured the true air into the sword. The blue water sword suddenly glowed. He changed the direction of the sword and quickly turned it and shouted, "The stars move!!"

The whirlpool that has just stopped rotating rotated in the opposite direction with the change of Xuanming. Suddenly, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth changed color, and the wind roared...

Yang Jian's face was pale, and the halberd in his hand was constantly pulled by the suction of the whirlpool, and he almost got out of his hand. He didn't stop holding the halberd tightly, and his men said, "Ha!" With a sound, he raised the halberd and jumped out of the whirlpool.

Xuan Ming smiled brightly and looked at Yang Jian, who fled in the wilderness, and chased after him. Xuanming couldn't help but be very proud of defeating Yang Jian this time. This is the first time he dares to challenge such a master as Yang Jian. Such a successful result can't help but make him flutter.

"Hmm! Fire moves the stars!" Yang Jian stepped into an empty place. Seeing Xuanming chasing him closely, he couldn't help humming coldly. With the injection of true qi, the long halberd in his hand suddenly sparked, and a hot breath swept towards Xuanming in an instant.

Heat wave, force!! Xuan Ming's chasing figure stagnated, the long sword turned, and a wave of water spewed out thinly and pressed towards the heat wave. Only a "rumbling" was heard. The collision between firelight and splash broke the balance of that space.

Yang Jian looked at the shattered clouds and couldn't help sighing. Fortunately, this was in the sky. If it were on earth, he didn't know how many creatures would be killed. Unfortunately, Xuanming didn't have so many feelings at this time. He didn't know that his chest was sulking and uncomfortable by the heat wave, and he secretly gritted his teeth: "Sure enough, the name of Erlang Shenjun is not so challenging!"

"Bastard..." Xuan Ming stared at Yang Jian angrily, secretly clenching his right hand to stimulate the true qi, and the long sword gradually became gloomy because of the injection of the true qi.

Yang Jian looked at Xuanming, smiled and said, "It seems that you are not an evil person, but it is a violation of the rules to eavesdrop on the court meeting. I advise you to be obedient and capture it!"

"Are you going to be captured? Impossible!" Xuanming raised a smile and said unruly. Looking at Yang Jian's long halberd, he smiled and said, "Forget it, I can't beat you. I won't play with you anymore. Goodbye!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xuan Ming suddenly "teng" and left with a fog. Although he has never been defeated, under the competition of these moves, he can still clearly realize that he still lacks some Taoism and experience. In the long run, I will definitely lose.

"Want to escape? Humph!" Yang Jian's three eyes turned around, snorted coldly, brushed his black sleeve robe, and shouted, "Wheezing Dog!"

As soon as the sleeve robe fell, a white fog rose.

"Wow, wow!" With a few dog barking, a black, thin and oily figure rushed out of the white fog, but it was a strong and slender black dog.

"Chasing me!" Yang Jian shook the halberd and said.

Hmm! Wow! Wang! The wet and keen nose of the asthmatic dog moved, hummed a few times, found the right direction, and his dark and shiny body went up and chased after him.

"Wow, you let the dog go? Despicable! Wow!" Xuan Ming's body suddenly condensed from mid-air, pointed to the black and thin roaring dog, and casually found a direction and ran away in a panic.

Yang Jian looked at the panicked Xuanming in surprise, dumbfounded. Is this person afraid of dogs?!