Chapter 1909 Yang Jian's Strength

A monk, sitting alone on the earth, left and right, without any protection.

Outside his body, from time to time, some monks flew by, or stopped to watch, or flew away, but no one really came forward and did something unfavorable to the monk.

This monk, dressed in a cloud-heaven Taoist robe, his hair is casually scattered, and his face is extremely handsome, but he has no sense of weakness, full of fortitude. Anyone who looks at it will make a judgment, that is, this person is the supreme pride!

This monk is not someone else, but the god Yang Jian!

Yang Jian's body seems to have no vision, but in fact, the essence of countless avenues follows a mysterious track, connecting with his original god, so that his understanding of all kinds of avenues keeps climbing.

Yang Jian himself does not believe in the situation of creating jade butterflies here. However, his path is more sharpened through battle, and this place has become the core of the gathering of monks in the world and the best place to experience, so he can also come here.

However, after coming, he did not expect that the first time he entered the valley, he met the supreme opportunity of others and realized the essence of the road.

At this moment, he couldn't help but believe that there was a jade butterfly here. In his heart, he had secretly made up his mind that the insights here, the whole line was completed, and the time was set, he began to search for the existence of the jade butterfly.

The road of perception itself is a big opportunity, but if the protection is not good, it may also be a disaster. In this regard, Yang Jian, the god of war, is extremely clear that if it is a normal situation, he will not make such a mistake. However, this time it is different. The feeling of this road is so abrupt that it can no longer make any arrangement except passive acceptance.

Although it is dangerous to do so, Erlang Shen Yang Jian is not too worried about his own safety. First, he still has his own treasure to protect; second, he is also confident that he can interrupt the sense of the road and fight calmly when any change occurs. Therefore, he was calm and not nervous at all.

The monk surnamed Wang is also a strong man at the semi-saint level, so as soon as he arrives, he will understand all the situation clearly.

He is very clear about what Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, needs to be so confident in order to have such strength. Therefore, he was a little worried in his heart.

Because he didn't know what Zhong Yuan had planned. Zhong Yuan asked him to sneak up on Erlang Shen Yang Jian. It was not clear what the purpose was and what kind of effect he wanted to achieve. Therefore, it is very possible that Zhong Yuan will not appear until he is killed by Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and he will give him a little help.

However, even so, the monk surnamed Wang did not dare to give up such a task. Because even if you die, if you go to fight with Yang Jian, you will die later. He disobeyed Zhong Yuan's order and was very ken, which was the end of falling on the spot.

After slightly conditioning his breathing and making his mood completely calm, the monk surnamed Wang did not hesitate at all, that is, time, he burst out all his mana. At the same time, he manipulated dozens of Daluo Zhibao and bombarded Yang Jian.

Dozens of magic weapons, like meteors, fall from the sky, the speed is unparalleled. Almost in the blink of an eye, dozens of magic weapons have come to the front of Erlang God Yang Jian.

Among them, the fastest palace was crushed on the head of Yang Jian, the god of Erlang.

If you can see it, you will hit it. On the body of Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, the golden light flashed and suddenly showed a large mirror, as big as a wheel, as the sun and moon, as soft as water, facing all directions, surging and surging.

"Bun, Bun, Bun,..."

In an instant, there is a series of shocking explosions, the void is broken, and the earth is broken. With these explosions, the dozens of Daluo treasures appeared one after another and retreated by the golden light of the big mirror.

"It's really too much to try to sneak up on me with such a little means!"

Erlang God Yang Jian couldn't help trembling at the moment of the sudden attack, but after feeling the power, he relaxed. The feeling of the road that was originally ready to be disconnected immediately continues.

For monks of this level, he came to take action against himself. Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, felt completely incredible in his heart, but at this time, he did not have the spirit to think too much. In his heart, there was only one idea, that is, to kill a hundred, kill chickens to warn the monkeys!

At that time, when his mind moved, the three-pointed two-edged divine front of his life roared out of the sea of knowledge, turned into a huge blade light of a hundred miles long, and chopped towards the monk surnamed Wang.

At that moment, this blade light seemed to have become the core and master of the world. The aura of heaven and earth was captured by it, and there was no other obstacle, allowing it to travel quickly. In the blink of an eye, the blade light cut to the top of the monk surnamed Wang's head.

The speed is far beyond the imagination of the monk surnamed Wang. He originally thought that it would take a little time for Erlang Shen Yang Jian to fight back, so he used all his strength without reservation, hoping that he could make a contribution with one blow and let Zhong Yuan see his value.

But I didn't expect that the value was not reflected, and my family encountered a life-and-death crisis.

At this moment, under great pressure, the monk surnamed Wang, on the contrary, his mind emptied into the ethereal spirit. When he was not allowed to do so, he used the unique secret of the Heart Demon Sect - the method of Rebirth.

"Oh--"

With a soft sound, the monk surnamed Wang was cut into pieces by the knife light, the rain of blood flew, and the mass was empty.

However, that is, time, the broken flesh and blood body, a spiritual light shines, and then concentrates and condenses together. Look at the situation, the iron is to be resurrected and reborn.

However, the flesh and blood body of the monk surnamed Wang has not really been reborn, and the knife light will be cut off again. This time, even more powerful, the monk surnamed Wang was directly beheaded into a blood fog.

On the blood fog, the spiritual light revived and began to condense again. The knife light splits it again and splits it apart. If so, the cycle goes back and forth.

Time, minute by minute, and the monk surnamed Wang also burst out again and again. After each chopping, the blood fog will be less, and the spiritual light will be darker. Obviously, it won't be long before he will completely turn into nothingness and disappear into the world. RS