The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

Chapter 361 The Fighting Technique Sweeping the Three Realms

On the top of Mount Hua, outside the Notre Dame Temple, on a cliff with clouds, Yang Chan stood side by side with a middle-aged man with a mustache, and the two looked into the distance.

I saw turmoil in the distant sky, lightning and thunder, and Huashan was in a precarious situation.

"Who is fighting on the shore of the East China Sea? It actually caused the aura to affect the Three Realms!" Yang Chan said softly.

"Unexpectedly, there are still people in this world who can fight to such an extent. I am afraid that many creatures in the Three Realms will be involved innocently!" Yuding Master sighed and said, "Sure enough, even if you are able to ignore world affairs, the Three Realms are still hidden dragons and crouching tigers!"

"Master, do you have a solution for this Wangshu sword?" Yang Chan held Wangshu sword and stood on the top of Huashan, like a fairy Guanghan.

"Haha, apprentice, who do you think I am?" Daoist Yuding laughed and said, "I am the most outstanding and promising apprentice under Yuanshi Tianzun, but it's just to activate the Wangshu sword, it's a trivial matter!"

Yang Chan pursed her lips and smiled.

"Oh, by the way, there is a sword soul in Chan'er's sword, but the sword soul inside can shine into the eyebrows of a man, and probe into the good and evil thoughts of human nature. Where did you get it?" Master Yuding asked curiously. .

"It was traded with others!" Yang Chan said.

The real Yuding said: "But the Wangshu sword seems to be one of the two swords! Wangshu occupies the power of the most yin, and what about the one of the most yang? Let the poor to study it!"

"It's not with me!" Yang Chan said casually.

Daoist Yuding was stunned, looked at Yang Chan suspiciously, and immediately asked with a stern face: "Chan'er, don't you have a sweetheart? This sword is not a token of love, right?..."

Yang Chan helped her forehead and said helplessly: "Master, don't think too much!" She knew that someone would misunderstand.

……

above the East China Sea.

Meng Jing used the method of incarnation outside the body, transforming dozens of souls of ten thousand feet to besiege the body of ten thousand feet. Countless sword lights burst out between the swings of the thousands of feet of long swords, some of which pierced the sky, and some shot into the sky. In the East China Sea, huge waves in the East China Sea surged to the sky, stirring up the Dragon Palace under the sea.

Yang Jian struggled to resist, and while waving the three-pointed and two-edged knife, he destroyed everything, and the heavenly eyes on his forehead shone with divine light.

Above the sea, the two ten thousand-foot-long bodies fought so darkly that the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dark. This battle affected the entire Three Realms, and even the heavenly court hanging high in the Nine Heavens was shaken.

The knife full of thunder cut through the East China Sea, and a ravine appeared that stretched to the end.

Yang Jian felt numb in his arms, and even his whole body began to be exhausted. He had been fighting Meng Jing for several hours, and now the two were fighting inseparably, and no one could do anything to the other.

Going on like this is not an option, the millstone on top of his head is constantly absorbing the aura of the Three Realms, and the magic power in his body is endless, even if I am physically sanctified, I can't continue to beat like this endlessly.

Over time, there is no doubt that they will lose.

In the next second, Yang Jian turned into a tens of thousands of feet fierce tiger, biting at Meng Jing, and turned into a real dragon, phoenix, etc., but was repelled by Meng Jing one by one.

At this moment, the soul of Wanzhang is covered with thunder armor, his eyes are burning with flames, and wind, fire, thunder and lightning are wrapped around the long knife.

The soul of ten thousand feet shrunk to an inch and arrived behind Yang Jian in an instant, and swung a knife at the opponent's head. With huge power and extreme speed, a sonic boom burst out between heaven and earth.

Yang Jian reacted quickly, his body shrank extremely quickly, turning into dust, almost avoiding this sudden attack, and suddenly turned into a body of ten thousand feet in the next second, swinging a three-pointed and two-edged knife to attack the opponent.

Seeing this, Meng Jing narrowed her eyes, is it the transformation technique of Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu?That free-wheeling change made Yang Jian dodge his full-strength strikes several times, and it was really difficult to deal with.

At the same time, in the Heavenly Court Yaochi, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother blushed with excitement, and said loudly to the light curtain: "Meng Jing quickly killed this Yang Jian!" The two saw that Meng Jing was evenly matched with Yang Jian, and the Seventh Princess incident had long since been thrown away. In the back of their heads, now the two wish Yang Jian would be killed by Meng Jing.

Get rid of their serious problems.

Above the East China Sea, Yang Jian gasped heavily and felt the pain of tearing in his body. He had used the spell for too long, and this was the longest time Yang Jian had ever cast a spell.

Meng Jing said: "How about the real king?"

Yang Jian said with a sullen face: "It's really a good method! It can directly absorb the spiritual energy of the three worlds, and it can be used without transformation!"

Meng Jing smiled. This technique was imitated by the Heavenly Emperor in the world of Jade Immortals, and he comprehended it by watching the reincarnation disk in the depths of the ghost world in the fairy sword world. It simulated the reincarnation disk to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and transformed it into Mana and divine power are injected into the body.

Life is endless, endless, as long as there is enough aura in this world, Meng Jing's mana is boundless, relying on him to use his mana every time to fight against Yang Jian, who casts the law of heaven and earth, and is invincible.

When the two wanted to fight again, a voice came from the sky.

"Don't fight, you two!"

The expressions of the two moved, and they all looked into the distance. They saw a figure exuding Buddha's light in the distance. The figure gradually appeared. This figure was standing on the lotus platform, dressed in a gorgeous treasure robe, wearing a crown on his head, with his hands folded and his face peaceful. Quiet, with a diamond-like light shining between the brows.

Avalokitesvara of the South China Sea!

Seeing this, Yang Jian looked calm, while Meng Jing sized up Avalokitesvara.

"The two of you are practitioners of fighting skills that are rare in the world. If you continue to fight, the aftermath of the fighting between the two of you will make life in the three realms miserable, and you will suffer endless karma!" Guan Yin said.

"Currently, countless people along the coast of Nanzhan Buzhou have been exhausted by the tsunami. Countless houses have been destroyed. Countless islands in Dongsheng Shenzhou have been smashed by the aftermath... The people in the East China Sea have suffered countless deaths and injuries... Even the South China Sea has felt the shock." Guanyin said: "True Monarch The poor monk knows a thing or two about you, you might as well think about it, if you insist on taking revenge and compete with this heavenly general, how many creatures in the world will die because of it?"

Yang Jian's face showed guilt when he heard the words, but when he recalled the hundreds of graves of the grass-headed gods, he couldn't help but struggle in his heart. He swore in front of those hundreds of brothers that he would definitely seek justice for them. But he never thought that Meng Jing's ability was far beyond his imagination.

Meng Jing looked as usual, and said: "Bodhisattva, I can give up, but this battle depends on Zhenjun's will. If he insists on winning or losing with me, I have no fear! Then continue!"

Avalokitesvara looked at Yang Jian, only to see that Yang Jian was already silent, and finally Yang Jian exhaled turbid air, clasped his fists and said, "Yang Jian, don't let go!"

……

Dozens of warships suspended in the sky were surrounded by light circles. Li Jing and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Guanyin Bodhisattva stop them, and saw the three of them flying onto the battleship together.

Yang Jian returned to the six monsters of Meishan, and the moment Meng Jing landed on the battleship, he noticed countless pairs of terrified and admiring eyes around him, Meng Jing just smiled lightly at this.

Then all the generals saluted Guanyin again and again.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for stopping this meaningless fight! Save countless lives!" Li Jing said hastily.

"You don't need to thank me, you have to thank Zhenjun and this General Fumo for stopping in time, presumably both of you are people with a heart for the common people!" Guanyin said.

"Bodhisattva, you told the second master and Meng Jing to stop, but we at Guanjiangkou always have to ask for an explanation for those hundreds of grass-headed gods!" Said the sixth Meishan.

Avalokitesvara radiated light, and said softly: "Ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust. If you insist too much, you will turn into a demon. Why do you always care about the past?"

(End of this chapter)