Chapter 139 Kill it

"Fire God's Secret", which is said to be the secret art of the ancient Fire God, with infinite power. Yang Jian no longer doubted this at this time, because he had sensed his terrible pressure!

The terrible breath on the fire eyes became stronger and stronger, and finally his whole body was wrapped in a layer of purple flame. This layer of purple fireworks is not strong, but it burns the surrounding space and has a tendency to break.

"What is this purple flame?" Yang Jian was shocked. Just a thin layer of purple flame can burn the space. He really hasn't seen such a horrible flame.

"This kind of purple flame is called Jiutian Burning God! It is the true fire of the ancient fire god, which is powerful enough to destroy the whole space. However, this boy only has a trace of the will of the Vulcan, so the power of the nine-day burning fire has also been greatly reduced. The five-eed bead opened his mouth.

Hum!

The great fire shrouded Yang Jian and the five secret beasts were shrouded in it. Yang Jian stood up his gun to resist the fire, and the large flame collapsed, and the fire could not hurt him at all. The five secret beasts joined hands and were even more powerful and confused, and those ordinary flames could not even get close to their bodies.

The earth roars, and there are red cracks everywhere. The air is filled with the smell of sulfur and thick smoke, which is pungent.

The fire eyes are dressed in the armor transformed by the nine-day burning god, holding a flame gun, which is powerful. The horrible smell gushing all over him rushed to Yang Jian and the five secret beasts like a sea tide, and Yang Jian couldn't help taking a few steps back. There is a trace of the will of the ancient Vulcan in that breath, which is difficult to resist.

If it hadn't been for Yang Jian's strong soul, I'm afraid he would have been under this pressure at this moment.

The five secret beasts roared repeatedly, and they were all manic and restless under this pressure, and they sensed a trace of danger.

Bang!

Yang Jian shook his gun and shot at the eye of fire. However, when the black gun was less than half an inch away from the fire eye, the purple nine-day burning burst out of the fire eye, and the black gun melted into a pool of iron without even a chance to resist!

The purple nine-day burning Shenyan went straight to Yang Jian's hands. Yang Jian just quickly lost the handle of the gun in his hand and shot back.

"What a great purple flame!" Yang Jian was in a trance for a while. The black war gun is a real mortal soldier, but even so, it still can't withstand the high temperature of the purple flame. As soon as it comes into contact, it turns into iron water.

He waved his hand and took out a Jiulong moon-suction knife from the Jiulong ring, and Yang Jian waved his knife to the fire eye. The Kowloon moon-absorbing knife is ten feet long, with a sharp blade and a cold light.

The gas on the Jiulong moon-absorbing knife gushes out, which is so powerful that even a hill can be split in half from the middle.

However, a trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of fire. He waved his right hand, and a purple lotus flew out of him, igniting the Jiulong moon-absorbing knife with a bang.

The purple lotus is very small, only the size of a little finger, but as soon as it meets the Jiulong moon-absorbing knife, it is like dry wood encountering fire. The Jiulong-absorbing knife turns into a pool of iron water with a bang.

Yang Jian was shocked and his body retreated again.

With a wave of his hand, he took out a giant sword from the Kowloon Ring!

The Jiulong ring was given by Master Lu when he left Qingmu Town. At first, Yang Jian thought it was just an ordinary space ring, but later he found that there was another mystery in it.

The space in the Kowloon Ring is very large, and even if you put a few high mountains in, you won't feel crowded. Moreover, there are several powerful mortal soldiers and a large number of five-ecomfed stones. As for the lower-grade mortal soldiers and middle-class mortal soldiers, there are as many as dozens of them!

What shocked Yang Jian more was that there were five seals in the Jiulong Ring. With Yang Jian's current strength, he could not even break the first seal! Yang Jian has a feeling that as long as his cultivation reaches the middle of the secret world, the first seal can be easily broken.

The giant sword is ringing, the sword spirit is soaring, and the murderous intention is pervasive. There are dark black blood stains in the blood tank on the sword's body. Obviously, this is a murderer who has drunk human blood!

"How many divine soldiers are waste iron in front of the nine-day burning fire!" A sneer stood up at the corners of Huo's eyes and mouth. He was born like a fire god, declaring the end of Yang Jian.

"Real?" A mysterious sneer stood up at the corners of Yang Jian's mouth. The power of the origin of Jin Xing in his body rumbled, and a trace of the origin of Jin Xing poured into the giant sword.

The length of the giant sword is five feet, the blade is wide, the blade is sharp, and the fing cold light gushes out from it. Yang Jian held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and the whole sword was shrouded in the power of Jin Xing in an instant.

"Hmm?" A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He felt that the sword in Yang Jian's hand seemed to be a little different, but he didn't know where it was different.

Gang!

The sword hissed, and Yang Jian's body turned into a dark golden light, and in the blink of an eye came to the fire.

In the stunned moment of the fire eye, the giant sword power split down and cut the head of the fire eye!

"Humph!" The fire eye snorted coldly, and he retreated violently. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, two purple lotus flowers flew out of his body, one shot at Yang Jian, and the other flew to the giant sword.

"When you turn into ashes, I will observe a moment of silence for you." The sneer of the fire eyes echoed around, and he seemed to have seen Yang Jian turn into ashes.

However, his smile suddenly froze on his face. The purple lotus fell on the giant sword, and the giant sword did not turn into molten iron as he imagined!

Crash!

The giant sword sings gently, and the purple lotus flower is smashed with one sword! At the same time, Yang Jian flew up and kicked another purple lotus into a spark all over the sky.

"Hahahaha, fire eye, your nine-day burning of Shenyan is not fake, is it?" Yang Jian laughed, and then he burst out and killed him in front of the fire.

"Impossible!" The fire eyes were shocked, and the nine-day burning fire was actually extinguished, which was really beyond his imagination!

Gang!

Yang Jian's sword was cut, and his eyes woke up from horror. In a hurry, he raised his gun to fight.

Bang!

Where is Yang Jian's opponent who tried his best to fight in a hurry? Hearing a loud noise, the fire eyes sprayed blood, and the whole person was bombarded out.

Yang Jian didn't give him the slightest chance to resist. He slammed on the ground with his right foot and flew out with a swis of his body.

Gang!

The sword hissed, and the giant sword fell from the sky, and it cut down against the eye of fire.

Although the fire eye spits blood, it is not so powerful that it can't be countered. He raised his gun and fought to the death.

However, the so-called step is wrong, step by step is wrong. He was beaten by Yang Jian and vomited blood, and he lost a lot of momentum. Yang Jian's fierce sword was cut out, and the fire eye was blown out close to the ground, and a deep ditch was scratched out of the hard ground by his body!

The fire eye was really hit hard this time. He vomited blood, and the blood made his fiery red armor look more bright.

Hum!

Just as Yang Jian was about to take action again, a frightening breath appeared above the head of the fire eye. This breath shot from the eyebrows of the fire eye and suddenly floated on top of his head.

"Who dares to hurt my grandson?" A thunderous roar came from the sky, and then an illusory figure appeared in front of Yang Jian.

This is a white-haired old man. He has a ruddy face, long blood-colored hair, and looks powerful and extraordinary. His eyes are cold, containing infinite murder. His cold eyes stared at Yang Jian, as if he wanted to see through Yang Jian.

"This is..." Yang Jian was shocked, but after looking at it carefully, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Although the old man's breath is strong, it is just a trace of life and has no attack power.

"It seems that this is the Lord of the Fire Hall!" Yang Jian said secretly in his heart.

"Give me my grandson, I won't let you die!" The owner of the Fire Hall said coldly.

"Hmm, what are you dragging? Please let me go of your grandson, why are you still so arrogant? Bah!" Yang Jian disdained him and said, "Today, even if the King of Heaven comes, I will kill him!"

Speaking of this, Yang Jian's sword bombarded the life imprint left by the owner of the Fire Hall in the body of the Fire Eye into pieces. Then, he stepped out and came to the fire eye.

At this time, the fire eye was full of blood, and the middle-sized secret soldier had been blown away by Yang Jian's sword.

"Don't kill me. My grandfather is the owner of the Fire Hall. You won't have a good result if you kill me!" Huoyan was really scared at this time, and the arrogance on his face completely disappeared, and was replaced by panic on his face. When you meet a killing god like Yang Jian, the son of the Heavenly King will be afraid!