I Am Erlang God Yang Jian

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Looking at Yang Jian's flaming Yuan force, Shuiyue's avatar sneered again. Then, his hands also burned with a powerful Yuan force. This vast and surging Yuan force is exactly the same as Yang Jian's. Yang Jian couldn't believe it.

"I didn't expect it? My strength is exactly the same as yours, and I can use it more flexibly than you. Now, do you still think you can defeat me? Hahaha..."

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Shuiyue avatar laughed frantically, her face slightly grim, this grim face looked like a ghost, and also like Shura, the god of killing in hell.

Speaking of this, Yang Jian's mind changed and he snorted, and suddenly there was an extra sword in his hand, which seemed to be Yang Jian's new moon sword.

"There is only one Crescent Moon Sword, and it can't be copied by you. So, are you trying to use your own physical body to resist my Crescent Moon Sword?" Having said this, Yang Jian's mouth twitched into a sneer. .

Looking at the Crescent Moon Sword in Yang Jian's hand, the Shuiyue clone gritted his teeth and shouted, "If you have the ability, put the Crescent Moon Sword to me! Use your flesh to learn and fight with me!"

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Regarding his words, Yang Jian shook his head helplessly, and said lightly: "Have you ever seen someone with a sword in his hand, but put it down? No! That's it!"

"Despicable!" Shuiyue avatar said through gritted teeth.

Shrugging his shoulders, Yang Jian ignited a raging Yuan Li, and saw that Yuan Li gathered from the sword body to the tip of the sword, forming a gorgeous edge.

"You are just one of my swords, what morality is there between me and you? You should first imagine how you are going to catch my sword! If you can't catch it, your little life will die. No more!" Yang Jian sneered.

hiss--

It was the sound of the air freezing.

hum-

It was the sound of the giant sword about to be unsheathed. The powerful Yuan force was like a tumbling flame, and it was bound to burn everything out. This force was like a raging fire, full of endless feeling. Whether it is people or things, it seems that they have become a little bleak in the blink of an eye.

Like stars without light in the sky, lost in the dark and dark night.

"Heaven-Breaking Style!" Yang Jian shouted, and quickly unleashed his strongest blow. Since this Shuiyue clone has the same power as him, then he doesn't want to waste his fisting skills here, so he might as well use his strongest power directly. With the current advantage, he directly solved it.

Bang!

The powerful force gathered into the sword of opening the sky. At this moment, the air was freezing, the void was turbulent, and some shrill voices shouted from the mouth of the Shuiyue clone, like the ghosts of hell, the wailing, almost enough to pierce the eardrums of people. , brought a burst of piercing pain, and the pain directly penetrated into Shui Yuefen's body, destroying his body.

boom--

At this moment, there was a mist of water all around, and some vague water mist shrouded the whole scene, just like a hidden object, unable to see through the darkness, unable to see the light, everything was blurred, in this powerful Under the blow, waiting for Yang Jian, it is naturally the Shuiyue clone that has disappeared into a mist.

hum-

At this moment, a luminous white dot lit up from the water mist, like a sky full of stars, extremely bright, it was suspended in Yang Jian's palm...  

"Is this the Shuiyue avatar?" Yang Jian looked at it and clasped his palms slightly. In an instant, the Shuiyue avatar immediately merged into his body, and Yang Jian also hurriedly sat cross-legged and entered the practice.

hum-

Yuan Li burned from Yang Jian's body, like a raging fire, it felt like it was endless. Under this surging Yuan force, everything seemed to become a little bleak.

It's like the world has fallen into darkness, no... The current Yang Jian is too bright, he is now surrounded by a layer of water mist, and the water mist still glows!

This makes people feel a little incredible!

zizi...

Tianlei Divine Physique is running, and the thunder rises from Yang Jian's body, making a sizzling sound. Under this thunder 3.3 extremely flashing, it seems like a goddess descends. in order to strengthen its power.

Yang Jian knows that this Shuiyue clone can only have the same cultivation level and use the same moves, but Yang Jian's Heavenly Thunder God body cannot be used, because the Heavenly Thunder God body already belongs to Yang Jian's own physique.

hum——.

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The water mist is like rolling waves, like a sharp spear, shining for a moment, like a bright sun, the holy light illuminates the earth, the powerful flame can almost engulf everything, and this powerful thunder is like an indestructible spear, nothing can be against it. , nothing can stop it!

The Tianlei Divine Physique that has entered the second tier is still like this, how terrifying must it be to cultivate to the top?This was something Yang Jian could not have predicted.

"Rong!" With a cold drink, Yang Jian began to differentiate. Sisi Lei Ting entered the Shuiyue clone from Yang Jian's fingertips. This Shuiyue clone was transformed from a mist of water. Like Yang Jian, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes quietly. Accept the nourishment and fusion of this thunder god body to obtain a more powerful body.

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Another roll of Yuan force rolls, like a surging ocean wave, such an endless power is like a miracle. However, for Yang Jian, this is just an ordinary thing. Zuo Ling, these two peerless exercises are the foundation of his growth path. His crescent moon sword is extremely sharp. With this peerless divine soldier accompanying him, Yang Jian's path of immortality can only go farther and farther.

"It's almost, it's almost..." Yang Jian said, a cold sweat suddenly shed on his forehead. The Thunder and Shuiyue clones at his fingertips were only five millimeters apart, but this distance, for the current Yang Jian, was like A Tianhe, because it is so far apart, his Tianlei Divine Body and Shuiyue Clone cannot be perfectly integrated.

This made him a little helpless. He had come this far, and it was almost impossible for him to give up. Therefore, there was such a situation of mutual strength, which was like a sea dividing yin and yang, insurmountable.

"Damn it!" After another burst of clenching his teeth, Yang Jian insisted, but these two things showed no signs of being half-integrated...

Thinking that the previous hard work was almost in vain, Yang Jian's eyes widened instantly.

what--

With a cold drink, Yang Jian's palm was like a volcanic crater, and a burst of Yuan force instantly spewed out. This Yuan force was like a raging fire. The unstoppable force unraveled everything.

Just at this critical moment, Thunder and Shuiyue avatars merged with each other, like melting ice and fire, making a sizzling thunder and lightning sound.

Zizi... The sound is constantly ringing, as if the yin and yang are separated, even if it is an insurmountable ocean, at this time, it is still intermingled with each other.

His body swayed for a while, Yang Jian didn't know whether to live or die, and lay quietly on the bed. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes flashed with silver light, and the brilliant silver light was like a fire. , a steady stream, beautiful!

"Shuiyue clone, Ning!" Yang Jian said, a mist of water ignited from his body, and the mist was differentiated from Yang Jian's body, forming a person exactly like Yang Jian.

Looking at it, Yang Jian's mouth instantly raised a touch of joy, and said, "This 070 Shuiyue clone has finally succeeded!"

A few hours ago, Jiange.

A handsome young man staggered into the sword pavilion, as if he was a little drunk or too tired. If it weren't for the blood on his body, he would just be an ordinary martial artist, but the air was filled with the smell of blood. On his hideous face, he looked like a god of killing, as if he was Jiang Wushang.

At this moment, as if he was tired from killing, he walked towards his residence, but his body was almost hollowed out, so that he couldn't even perform the simple action of standing still.

Just when Jiang Wushang was about to fall in a trance, a hand suddenly appeared to support him. .

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Looking at these somewhat old hands, Jiang Wushang was stunned for a moment, and then he raised his head slightly. What caught in his eyes was a face that was tormented by the years, and that face seemed to belong to him. Master, Elder Wuxu!

"Master..." Looking at the old face full of vicissitudes, Jiang Wushang was stunned for a moment, and then he said, only with Elder Wuxu, he can really let go of himself, although in the eyes of outsiders, he is a killing god, However, only he himself knew that that was not what he really looked like, it was just hatred that paralyzed him and made him look like that accidentally, that's all.

If one day he is tired, then he will only rely on the harbor of the master Wuxu Elder.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wushang's eyes couldn't help but feel a little more lost.

"Have you found it?" Elder Wuxu said. What he said was an orc who was very powerful. At the same time, he was also the source of Jiang Wushang's hatred. More than ten years ago, it was such a powerful animal. The orcs killed Jiang Wushang's parents. If Elder Wuxu hadn't appeared just to save him, I'm afraid Jiang Wushang would have died under his claws.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wushang sighed, "Not yet... I can't find any trace of him, not even a trace, and even if I find it, with my current strength, can I beat him? 々々?"

In Jiang Wushang's memories, the one who killed his parents was a powerful thunder-attribute beast. His whole body was full of thunder and lightning, and his strength was extremely powerful. Just stepping on it, the void showed signs of torn apart, and he waved. With sharp claws, even the flowing air will show signs of solidification, because the chill in his sharp claws is too strong.

Elder Wuxu sighed and said: "Don't worry, you will find it one day, by the way, there are still a few days before the competition of the four major sects, and our sword pavilion will also participate, you prepare well, Xuantian list Everyone has to participate in the test, and the winner will go to the four major sects to participate in the competition!"

Hearing the words of his master, Elder Wuxu, Jiang Wushang nodded slightly. In the sword pavilion, what he listened to the most was the words of his master, Elder Wuxu, because it was Elder Wuxu who rescued him at the most critical time.

Even in the form of Shura, holding a long sword and heavy flames, his divine might is invincible. In front of Elder Wuxu, he has never been proud of himself, because he knows that if there is no Elder Wuxu to save him, there will be no Jiang Wu, the current sword pavilion genius. Mourning!

What's more, even in the eyes of others, Jiang Wushang is a lunatic, a devil, but in the eyes of Elder Wuxu, Jiang Wushang is just like his child, extremely close.

With a sigh, Jiang Wushang nodded. Although he is the first genius in the sword pavilion, the world is very big, and it is much vaster than everyone thinks. Even if one is in his own territory, how powerful, Going to other people's territory is not necessarily the most powerful, because there are more geniuses or devils in this world than Jiang Wushang.

"...Don't worry, Master, I will definitely try my best to win the championship in the four sect competitions!"

Jiang Wushang said, and vowed to make a vow here (of Zhao's), this competition is held every three years. It is said that when the sword pavilion was the best in the past, he only won the second place, and, after several consecutive second places. After the name, it is said that the senior brother left, not knowing where he went.

Jiang Wushang was also puzzled about this, and Jiang Wushang came to the Jiange after the senior brother left, and after entering the Jiange, he naturally exerted his devilish talent and defeated the Xiao Chen, and then won the first place in this Xuantian list. .

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Yang Jian's residence.

At this moment, Yang Jian folded his hands together, sat cross-legged, and entered his practice. The silk of spiritual energy was sprinkled from the sky and the earth like a mist of water, entered into Yang Jian's body, and immediately condensed into a vortex, which continued to rotate from Yang Jian's body. All the spiritual energy is continuously absorbed into the body, and then transformed into a trace of primordial energy.

His dantian swelled, as if he had reached the realm of no one, letting those spiritual qi pour into his body, and then transformed into Yuan force, nourishing his quadrilateral bone meridians.

hum-

Yuan Li roared from his body like a wave. At this time, a dim star in the starry sky followed 070, bringing the slightest signs of broken hair. The void seemed to be turbulent, and the air seemed to freeze again. In the destruction, and then derived a new world of no.

The world of Dantian has changed unpredictably. Once, since mankind created the profession of immortal cultivator thousands of years ago, it has never changed. No one knows what the peak of Yuan Li is. What people know and seek is this. It's been a mystery for centuries.

There are few people in this world who can reach the so-called sky, so everything is covered up, not only with who can really unravel the mystery, unravel the mystery, it is like a fog, will Get intoxicated.

Just when Yang Jian realized that the stars in his body were about to light up and he was about to make a breakthrough, suddenly, a gust of wind blew around him. Under this gust of wind, everything seemed to become a little bleak.

"Who?!" Yang Jian abruptly opened his eyes, and immediately pulled out the crescent moon sword, and a splendid cold light flashed across, looking extremely sharp.

I saw the whirlwind spinning continuously, and then, it turned into a figure. Looking at this figure, Yang Jian was a little stunned, and hurriedly put away the crescent moon sword, clasped his fists and saluted: "Hello, pavilion master!"

With Yang Jian's words, the Pavilion Master of the Pavilion nodded politely and said, "I didn't disturb your cultivation, did I?"

The words of the Pavilion Master of the Jiange made Yang Jian stunned for a moment. This motherfucker is really just right. The person named Pavilion Master of the Jiange really just disturbed his practice.

However, Yang Jian didn't care about it. Anyway, it's just a practice. It's fine to continue after a while, but the Pavilion Master of the Jiange Pavilion is so anxious to come here, it must be because there is something important to discuss with Yang Jian.

"Is there anything urgent for the pavilion owner to find Yang Jian?" Yang Jian asked, since the pavilion master of the sword pavilion came in such a hurry, it must be because of something important. If it disturbs Yang Jian's practice, then Yang Jian will really go crazy.

"I really have something important to tell you, Yang Jian, you should know about the competition of the four sects, right?" said the pavilion master of the sword pavilion, which made Yang Jian frown slightly.

Regarding these four sects, Yang Jian has not investigated since he entered this place. Therefore, he naturally does not know very well. Anyway, he knows that Jiange is definitely among these four sects. Moreover, this time Jiange You must also participate in the competition of these four sects.

"I know a little, it's not that detailed, but the pavilion master came to inform me to participate in the competition of the four major sects?" Yang Jian asked, and immediately blinked.

With a sigh, the pavilion master of the Jiange Pavilion explained: "Usually people on the Xuantian Ranking list participate, but this year is different, because you just came here, you have not participated in the Xuantian Ranking competition, but because you are a senior brother. ..