Chapter 1910 Resurrection, Slaughter

In the void, the three sharp and two-edged divine fronts are in the sky.

The golden knife light, chopping down again and again.

The blood fog is decreasing rapidly. Between the short film moments, between heaven and earth, except for a golden color, there is no blood color.

In this case, I was seen clearly by many passing or nearby monks. In my heart, one by one, I was extremely happy.

"It's okay, I didn't challenge this one, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll die faster!"

"I have known for a long time that the monk who dares to do so unscrupulously understand the Tao is not easy to deal with. Now, it has come true! It seems that it's better to be cautious!"

"A fool, he doesn't even know the foundation of his own strength. He actually wants to challenge Yang Jian, the god of war. It's really a pity to die!"

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Just as everyone was talking about it, suddenly, the void cracked, a cyan bronze bottle appeared, and the infinite green haze spewed out. One swept, and then took the three-pointed and two-edged front of the Erlang god Yang Jian, and then swept away.

At this moment, everyone was still in the previous shock and had not been pulled out. Suddenly, such a change occurred, so that they could not react.

It's not only that they can't react, but Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, is also a stunned god. Because he didn't expect such a situation to happen.

However, Yang Jian's thinking changed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, he understood that he had met a real opponent. Therefore, without any delay, I will break the sense of the road, and I will never be incomparable. There is no love stack at all.

However, even so, it's too late. At this moment, a hazy figure appeared beside him and pressed his palm on his head.

At that time, a wooden stake embedded with three gold rings appeared out of thin air, which firmly bound Yang Jian and could not move at all.

This treasure is exactly the dragon pile!

That is, time, Yang Jian broke free with his strong physique to the extreme, but he still failed to get what he wanted. Next, the hazy monk shook his robe sleeves, and a strong wind roared up. In an instant, both of them disappeared.

"Yang Jian was actually taken away?"

"This is incredible!"

"It seems that the previous semi-saint was just a cannon fodder! I said, if you dare to provoke a strong man like Yang Jian, you can't be such a bad person!"

"That man was so powerful just now. Is he an Asian saint?"

"What Yasheng, definitely not. If so, then there is no need for him to ask others to help distract Yang Jian!"

"That's not necessarily true. You don't understand Yang Jian's strength. Although he is a half-saint, it's not surprising if he can jump to challenge Yasheng!"

"No matter how powerful it is, it will still end up being captured. Let him be arrogant. If he is fully prepared when he realizes the way, how can he end up like this?

"That's right, it seems that it's better to keep a low profile! After all, there are many strong people in this world. Some of them are unknown, but they are very powerful.

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The focus of people's discussion soon turned to the matter of Yang Jian's capture. Unconsciously, the previous challenge of the monk surnamed Wang was forgotten.

Before, the battlefield that attracted the discussion of countless monks, and no one looked over it. And in this place, in the void, silent, a little spiritual light was derived, and then endless aura swept in from all directions and poured in. In an instant, the monk surnamed Wang reappeared.

However, at this moment, the monk surnamed Wang has no original body, leaving only the purest yuan spirit, or the magic idea is more accurate.

"It's too dangerous! Fortunately, my mood broke out at that moment, otherwise, I'm afraid I'm really going to die this time!"

After the restoration of the form, the monk surnamed Wang had no delay. In an instant, he rushed to the front of a monk. A handprint was pinched out, and the void was pressed. At that time, the monk burst into pieces in the air, and there was no other ability to resist!

"Hmm--, didn't you say I'm cannon fodder? Do you think I'm bad? I thought you were so smart. Now it seems that you are even more useless!"

With a sneer, the monk surnamed Wang shook his body and disappeared again.

Before, none of the monks who despised the monk surnamed Wang had reached the semi-saint realm. If not, they thought that the monk surnamed Wang was dead, and gave them a hundred courage, and they did not dare to speak rudely at all. However, they didn't expect that the monks they thought would die would come back alive again.

"You offended me and even wanted to escape. What a daydream!"

When the monk surnamed Wang reappeared, he appeared next to a monk who despised him and said something bad about him. He clapped his palm and said, "Bong--" with a loud noise. In the time and void, a blood fog appeared again.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Wang looked at the remaining escaped monks and did not use his body to chase again, but stood in place and began to pinch the trick.

"Demon-inducing method!"

With the shouting of the monk surnamed Wang, the dozens of monks who were escaping shook their bodies together, and then quickly turned back to the concentration of the monk surnamed Wang. Then, in front of the monk surnamed Wang, a bloody and chaotic battle began.

The roar is shocking!

In a short time, these dozen monks fell down, and their death was extremely miserable, and none of them was complete.

Seeing this situation, the monk surnamed Wang snorted coldly, shook the sleeves of his robe, and disappeared.

For a long time, the rest of the monks present just came to their senses. In addition to a limited number of them who were able to maintain complete calm, the rest of them trembled in their hearts.

"This is the power of the semi-saint! It's really unparalleled. We, the Daluo monks, are unmatched at all!"

"The weak half-saint is also a half-saint. It seems that maintaining respect for the strong is really a very necessary thing. Even if it's a dead strong man!"

"Be careful, it's really the only rule for monks to survive. Just now, if I had said a sentence or two out of line, I'm afraid that I have followed in the footsteps of those people now!"

"Semi-saint, stained with a holy word, it is really a watershed. The gap is so big that it is difficult to smooth it out at all. Now, I have reached the critical point. I hope that here, I can achieve this level of leapfrogging!"

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