Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

Then a young man in white descended from the sky and landed on the open ground between the Demon King and Chen Xin.

He was tall and slender, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a handsome face, and a faint smile on his lips, like a passerby who happened to be passing by and stopped to watch the excitement.

"Yang Jian!"

Chen Xin's pupils suddenly contracted, his body began to tremble, and his severed left arm throbbed with pain.

He would never forget this man's face, his knife, and the fear and despair he had been given.

Memories of that day flooded back: Gu Rong's death, his own severed arm, and the despair of being powerless to resist almost made him collapse to the ground.

"This person..."

Yu Yuanzhen's expression also changed.

He recognized Yang Jian.

A few months ago, Yu Tianheng, looking utterly miserable, ran home and told him that many people in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan had died, including Yu Hong and more than a dozen elite disciples.

Yu Tianheng also produced a portrait of the murderer, which clearly looked exactly like this person.

A surge of anger welled up within him, but even more so, he felt a sense of dread.

This young man was able to kill Yu Hong and more than a dozen Soul Kings or higher; his strength should not be underestimated.

The Earth-Splitting Douluo and the Blazing Sun Douluo did not recognize Yang Jian.

They frowned as they looked at the boy who had suddenly appeared.

The Earth-Splitting Douluo shouted, "Who are you? Get out of my way! Or I'll kill you too!"

His voice was loud, but he actually had murderous intent towards Yang Jian.

The news of these two ferocious beasts must not be spread. Since this boy saw them, he must die.

Lieyang Douluo did not speak, but he had already raised the Haotian Hammer, flames burning on its head.

The Demon King and Bi Ji were also sizing up Yang Jian.

They felt that the boy looked familiar, as if they had seen him somewhere before.

Then I remembered.

While investigating the murderers of the Xiong Jun clan, they learned about a boy named Yang Jian from the minds of some people in the Spirit Hall through various means, such as the illusions of the Demon King.

He possessed twin martial souls, was a Soul King at the age of twelve, had four soul rings that were all ten thousand years old, and a fifth soul ring that was one hundred thousand years old. He killed Bone Douluo Gu Rong, cut off one of Sword Douluo Chen Xin's arms, killed Yan of the Golden Generation in front of Pope Bibi Dong, and even hung his head on the city gate.

The other person looked exactly like the boy in front of him.

They felt that Yang Jian was actually very suspicious, but they couldn't be sure.

"oops."

Yang Jian smiled broadly, his gaze sweeping over the faces of Chen Xin, Yu Yuanzhen, Lie Di Douluo, and Lie Yang Douluo before finally settling on Chen Xin.

He smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "I really didn't expect to meet you here. We're quite destined to meet."

Chen Xin's face was grim, and she remained silent.

He didn't want to talk to Yang Jian, or even look at her.

He wanted to walk, but his legs wouldn't obey him.

Yang Jian then looked at the murderous Yu Yuanzhen, his smile unchanged: "It seems that Sect Master Yu already knows something. What, do you still want to kill me?"

Yu Yuanzhen did indeed want to kill him.

Yu Tianheng is the heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family and his most beloved grandson.

Yang Jian crippled Yu Tianheng's cultivation and killed Yu Hong and more than a dozen elite disciples. This was an irreconcilable enmity, and he dreamed of killing Yang Jian.

He thought for a moment and realized that Yang Jian was only capable of defeating Soul Douluo and was probably no match for him. He thought he might have been overthinking things.

He is a level 95 Title Douluo, wielding the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, the number one beast spirit in the world. Does he have to be afraid of a little brat?

Chapter 144 The Laughable Yu Yuanzhen

"court death!"

Yu Yuan was furious, and evil thoughts arose in his heart.

He flashed and transformed into a blue lightning bolt, rushing towards Yang Jian.

His right hand transformed into a dragon claw, its tip crackling with blue electric arcs, ready to pierce Yang Jian's chest and rip out the boy's heart to avenge his grandson.

"Ugh."

Yang Jian sighed as he watched Yu Yuanzhen rush towards him.

He raised his right hand and casually threw a punch.

"boom!"

Fists and claws collided.

Yu Yuanzhen's arm made a crisp sound; the bone broke.

His body flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the mountainside. The mountainside shattered, and rubble tumbled down, burying him underneath.

He lay amidst the rubble, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, feeling as if the bones in his chest were completely shattered.

The dragon scales shattered, the arm bent, and the internal organs shifted.

He stared at Yang Jian in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

"idiot."

Chen Xin stood aside and watched, as if looking at a fool.

He even found Yu Yuanzhen somewhat ridiculous.

Even when he and Gu Rong joined forces, they were no match for Yang Jian. Gu Rong died, and his arm was broken.

You're a level 95 Title Douluo, aren't you just throwing your life away by going up there?

"what!"

The Earth-Splitting Douluo and the Blazing Sun Douluo were dumbfounded.

Their eyes widened.

A level 95 Title Douluo, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, was sent flying by a single punch from a teenager?

How can this be?

This is impossible!

But the facts are undeniable, leaving them no choice but to believe them.

The Earth-Splitting Douluo swallowed hard, glanced at Yang Jian, then at Yu Yuanzhen lying on the ground coughing up blood, and felt a strong sense of unease.

He was severely injured and his strength was reduced to less than one-tenth.

I feel completely unsafe staying here; it's better to leave as soon as possible.

"We have other things to do, so we'll be leaving now."

The Earth-Splitting Douluo cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Yang Jian, his tone unusually polite.

He grabbed Lieyang Douluo and turned to run.

Yang Jian flashed and appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

"You're leaving already?"

Yang Jian leaned against a tree, arms crossed, a faint smile on his lips. "In this respect, you are no match for Tang Hao and Tang Xiao. Even if they can't win, they will fight, and even if they know they will die, they will not back down. But you are the opposite; you run away when you can't win. You have completely disgraced the Haotian Sect."

The Earth-Splitting Douluo and the Blazing Sun Douluo were stunned on the spot.

Their expressions changed, becoming quite grim.

Tang Hao has been missing for a long time, and Tang Xiao went out on business some time ago and has not yet returned to Haotian Sect.

What did the boy mean by suddenly bringing this up?

"What do you mean?"

The voice of the Earth-Splitting Douluo trembled slightly, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

Yang Jian shrugged, his tone relaxed: "It doesn't mean anything, just a simple reflection."

"I made Tang Hao suffer a fate worse than death. He's probably still somewhere having fun with the apes."

"Tang Xiao fared even worse; I killed him outright."

"My relationship with your Haotian Sect is one of irreconcilable enmity. I originally planned to go to the Haotian Sect in a few months to resolve this matter, but I'm really lucky to have met you today."

Both the Earth-Splitting Douluo and the Blazing Sun Douluo felt their heads buzzing, as if they had been hit with a hammer.

Tang Hao has been arrested?

Tang Xiao is dead?

They couldn't believe it, and they didn't want to believe it.

But looking at Yang Jian's calm face and his unwavering eyes, they felt that he was not lying.

"impossible!"

With a roar, Lieyang Douluo raised the Haotian Hammer and smashed it down towards Yang Jian.

The Earth-Splitting Douluo also raised the Clear Sky Hammer and charged forward.

Yang Jian threw a punch.

The punches weren't fast, nor were they very powerful, at least that's how Yang Jian felt.

But when the fist landed on the chest of the Earth-Splitting Douluo, his chest was pierced through.

The fist went in from the front and came out from the back, leaving a cloud of blood mist.

The Earth-Splitting Douluo stared wide-eyed at the hole in his chest in disbelief, his mouth agape as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His body went limp, he collapsed to the ground, and died.

The Blazing Sun Douluo's chest was also pierced. The Clear Sky Hammer fell to the ground with a dull thud. His body swayed and then collapsed, landing on top of the Earth-Splitting Douluo.