The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

This fierce atmosphere Yang Jian always feels familiar. [WWWw.SuiMеng.lā

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No, although He Gonggong's fierce aura is similar, there are some differences between the two; and...the headless figure slowly condenses in front of the huge mountain axe.

For the eyes, the belly button is the mouth, and the whole body is filled with muscles like old trees, and a sense of blueness emerges spontaneously.

But his figure is not real, it seems a bit translucent.

Yang Jian carefully felt that the source of this figure was the giant axe.

Suddenly, the voice of Dayu heard in his ears: "The trial of the state of mind has passed. Whether you can take this mountain axe depends on whether you can suppress this evil spirit."

"Thank you senior for reminding."

Yang Jian couldn't help but chuckle, and he summoned the tipless spear with his left hand, standing proudly.

Fighting, he was more confident than passing through the illusion.

The six or seven people on the altar were more or less surprised when the tipless spear was released.

"What's the matter with this breath?" Shennong looked at the long spear in Yang Jian's hand, "Fu Xi Dao Fellow, please also deduce the origin of this spear. There is no one who has this breath is a supernatural soldier, why did he come here? Ask for a mountain axe?"

The old man holding the gossip plate pointed his finger on the gossip plate, and just for a moment, he said the heel and foot of the gun.

It was really too difficult to want to hide anything from his gossip deduction.

Yang Jian and the Xingtian Xuying were confronting each other, and the auras of the two slowly rose, and they seemed to be waiting for something, without wavering at all.

After the old man talked about the origin of the tipless spear, the emperors showed some relief.

The middle-aged man with the long sword smiled and said, "I really have good luck for this son. Not to mention the princess who married the Dragon Palace, but also took the Dragon Palace such a treasure."

"On the contrary, I think that Dragon Palace will owe him something in the future."

"The sharp spear is ill, and the mighty power is not one ten years away from its heyday, but if it can be forged, it must be on the mountain axe." Shennong smiled while stroking his beard, this smile is somewhat meaningful.

Without waiting for Shennong to speak, Yang Jian and Xing Tian Xuying suddenly began to hedge.

I saw Yang Jian holding the tipless spear in both hands, and the figure had already increased his speed to the extreme in three steps, leaving three phantom shadows in place, one shot pierced!

Xing Tian's Shadow also rushed forward almost at the same time as Yang Jian. He held a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right hand. The shield and axe seemed to be the substance. Xing Tian directly held up the shield and blocked Yang Jian's shot!

when!

A series of sparks burst out where the shield gun collided! A powerful force burst out and turned into a shock wave, and the entire Huoyun Cave that shook was shaking gently!

"Don't disturb that great emperor's retreat," the old man who held the gossip pan in his hand whispered, and the gossip pan in his hand burst into light, flooding into the four stone walls in the cave where Yang Jian was located, forming a big formation. .

Where would Yang Jian notice such a change at this time?

As soon as he started his hands, he found that the shadow of Xingtian was a great enemy, and he naturally dealt with it with all his heart, not dare to be careless.

Xing Tian held up a shield to block Yang Jian's shot, and neither figure moved away, but Xing Tian grabbed an axe and slashed towards Yang Jian behind the shield, which was very fierce.

Yang Jian turned sideways and raised his spear. The invisible tip of the spear brought a flare on Xingtian's shield, and he directly opened the axe. Then he threw a tricky angle and drilled towards Xingtian Void.

He became very swift, even if this shadow of Xing Tian memorized Xing Tian's heyday, he had to step back half a step at this time, not daring to let the point of the gun hit.

The shield suddenly turned sideways and smashed directly at Yang Jian; Yang Jian also had to step back half a step, the spear shed a bit of cold light, and hit the shield.

Look at these two ‘people’. They don’t display magical powers and cannot see mana. They look like two generals fighting on the battlefield. They fought proudly against the axe and shield.

The man in the yellow robe with the sword exclaimed, "Really a fierce general!"

A scribe smiled and said: "I am a human cultivator, and it is rare for me to forge the muscles and bones to cultivate the flesh. To achieve this, it must have spent a lot of hard work and experienced a lot of suffering."

"Five hundred years," said the old man with a gossip plate in his hand, with emotion, "this son has only cultivated his physical body profound arts for five hundred years."

Suddenly, the faces of several emperors were even more surprised, and their eyes became more ‘appreciative’ when they looked at Yang Jian.

Dayu groaned twice, seeing that Yang Jian's spearmanship was exquisite and his power was not under the shadow of Xingtian, and said: "If so, he took the mountain axe, it would be the fate."

"It's still unknown whether the next two levels can be passed." Uncle Sabre sighed, and he was already worried about Yang Jian.

The mountain axe is different from the treasures of other emperors. The origin of this axe is very tortuous. Although it comes from the incarnation of a saint and the hand of the Supreme Old Monarch, there is also a story that people have to be careful before.

It was a murderous thing tainted with the blood of the Supreme.

Look at the battle between the two, only dozens of moves, more than a dozen rounds, has reached the point of desperate fighting.

Suddenly, Yang Jian's spear was erratic, and the tip of the spear sprinkled stars in the sky, using offense as defense, dissolving the many offensives of the axe and shield; suddenly it became heavy like a mountain, opened and closed, and the phantom that hit it kept retreating.

It was faintly prevailing!

"kill!"

Xing Tian Xuying let out a roar, and the figure became more and more violent, his headless body was dyed blood red!

The strength of this phantom suddenly skyrocketed, and Yang Jian was thrown into the air before he could make a change.

Fortunately, Yang Jian should have become deceitful and had not been hit by Xing Tianyi's axe, otherwise he must be very embarrassed and **** at this time.

"Really I can't hold you down?"

Yang Jian's temper also came up, and he gave a cold snort, and the three colors of purple, red, and orange gushed out of his body. The blood in his body was boiling, the profound energy was surging, and the mysterious gang was injected into the tipless spear. Suddenly brightened!

"kill!"

"World War One!"

The two figures fought each other again, and Yang Jian made a full shot this time without any reservation. Except for the sacrifice of the cloud brick and the devil sword, all other skills were revealed!

The tipless spear seemed to have turned into a black dragon. The dragon claws slapped against the axe and shield, and the dragon's tail swept across the axe and shield, and Xing Tian Xuying kept retreating and abruptly suppressed.

But how can Yang Jian be so satisfied?

He didn't want to play against Xing Tian Xuying casually to prove his bravery; he wanted to win the battle and take away the mountain axe behind Xing Tian Xuying!

"open!"

Yang Jian yelled, his face was flying, his long hair flew upside down, he was in mid-air, and he slammed the shield fiercely with a steady shot!

boom!

Xing Tian Xuying bent his legs and couldn't support his left leg, so he knelt on one knee!

Yang Jian's spear bounced back, and his figure turned, his left foot stepped on the shield held by Xing Tian and stepped on the relay, avoiding Xing Tian's slashing axe, and ran behind Xing Tian again!

With swords, lights and swords, Yang Jian is a carbine immediately when the figures are staggered!

The gun body trembled, and the tip of the gun was packed into Xing Tian Xuying's back, as if it had pierced a stubborn stone.

Xuan Gang suddenly erupted, and the phantom roared into the sky, but his body was penetrated by sharp gun shadows, and even the axe and shield were torn and shattered by gun shadows!

That evil spirit was cut to pieces by Yang Jian abruptly!

"I can cut the evil spirit of Gonggong, let alone you?"

Yang Jian said in a cold voice, the moment he retracted the spear, a spear shadow fell behind him, shattering a ray of blood that wanted to take the opportunity to penetrate the back of his brain.

After the last time the Beizhou demons were eliminated, Yang Jian already knew that the fierce aura left by these powerful witches actually had some'spiritual' nature.

This seems to have something to do with the Wu Clan's footsteps, but no one has ever found out.

With lessons learned, Yang Jian would naturally not be successful in a sneak attack this time, and the source of that ferocious hostility was cut off with a single shot.

Yang Jian turned around and looked at the mountain axe.

At this time, the axe is no longer bound by heavy chains, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is floating there obliquely; it is less fierce, but it reveals a majesty like an emperor.

Look at this mountain axe, how tall a person is, and the whole body is made of stone. It has a single blade and a broad back, which is very suitable for chopping.

There are a few golden blood stains on the axe blade. If the blood stains are new, they still haven't dried for thousands of years...

Dayu's voice rang in Yang Jian's ears.

"You have suppressed the evil spirit of this mountain axe. It is even better than I thought. It can crush the overflowing evil spirit. If you can take this axe, just take it."

"Thank you, senior!" Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief, put away the tipless spear, but slowly stretched out his hand toward the handle of the mountain axe with a cautious expression.

On the altar at this time, the sages of the human race all showed some smiles.

But this wasn't a smile for Yang Jian's happiness. On the contrary, there was a little...playfulness in these smiles.

Seeing that Yang Jian's left hand was grasped on the handle of the axe, the picture scroll presented on the table suddenly changed.