The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Brother Yang!"

Lu Chunyang glanced over the twelve commanders, and then at the clouds staying in the sky.

Although he knew that he shouldn't go into this muddy water, seeing Yang Jian going mad with hatred, fearing that Yang Jian would really be hurt by the Heavenly Court today, he showed up to persuade him.

Yang Jian looked at Lu Chunyang, and said in a firm voice, "If you're here to persuade me to go back, brother, I can't listen."

"I'm not..." Lu Chunyang murmured, feeling rather overwhelmed by the situation.

He whispered: "Brother, just wait, I'll go over there and ask."

Yang Jian nodded calmly, and Lu Chunyang took a step forward, using his magical powers, and appeared in front of all the heavenly soldiers and generals.

First he sighed, and said: "Recalling the past, Tiangong was an official, and you were ministers in the same hall. Today, relying on these thin noodles, I come to ask, Yang Jian wants to go to the heaven to save his mother and return, and Princess Bailian has been punished for five hundred years. Why do you stop?"

Many celestial generals cupped their fists in salute, and the celestial general holding the shield said, "Dong Gong should also know that the heavenly court is in charge of the three realms and maintains the order of the heaven and earth, so the heavenly rules are strict. If there is no order in the heavenly palace, how can we convince the creatures of the three realms?"

"If there is no order document or His Majesty's will, you are not a person in the heavenly court, so you must not enter the heavenly court indiscriminately."

When Lu Chunyang heard it, he felt quite helpless at the moment. This rule is indeed written in this way, but there are not many generals at the Daluo level who really care about it.

A laugh came from the corner: "It's not uncommon to see some reckless people going in and out of the Zhongtian Gate on weekdays. Why did they come to Yang Jian and suddenly talk about the rules?"

"Who is stabbing people in the back? Destroying my dignity in heaven!"

The heavens will disperse their consciousness, but they can't find where the speaker is, but they also found that there are already thousands of miles outside the Zhongtian Gate, and there are already an unknown number of monks gathered here.

If the Zhongtian Gate falls today, it will inevitably cause some disasters.

Lu Chunyang coughed, drawing everyone's gaze back, and said loudly: "Sword Immortal Lu Chunyang, please see His Majesty the Jade Emperor! I also ask all the heavenly generals to report on your behalf!"

"Tongyuan? Your Majesty the Jade Emperor, did you just see him?"

A loud laugh came from inside the Zhongtian Gate, causing Lu Chunyang to frown.

Then, inside the Zhongtian Gate, there was a five-short burly man stepping forward with two meteor hammers in his hands. His black battle armor was stained with blood, and his whole body exuded a ferocious aura.

This person is really not fat, but he is really strong, but it is not easy to refine his flesh and blood to look like a 'fat winter melon'.

"It's General Hui Mou!"

"Hahaha!" The man laughed out loud, as if he had captured Yang Jian at this time and was about to return to his life.

The three heavenly generals guarding the gate suddenly frowned, but they each spoke their voices. The two with swords and guns backed away, wary of Yang Jian in case he made a sudden attack, and the heavenly generals with shields went up to meet them.

Although they are all Da Luo Jinxians, there are differences in strength, not to mention that the rank of official is also important in the heavenly court. The shield-wielding celestial general cupped his hands at the five short winter melons and said, "Why did General Hui Mou come here?"

"A certain came here on order to take Yang Jian back to return to his order."

This Hui Mou smiled smugly, and his somewhat bumpy face was full of contempt, "You are really good here, after fighting like this for half a day, you still can't win a mere Yang Jian!"

"You!" The spear-wielding general was about to curse, but the sword-wielding general grabbed his shoulder.

The Heavenly General with the shield said with a smile: "Since that is the case, I ask the general to take action and capture Yang Jian, which can be regarded as a solution to the danger of Zhongtianmen."

"Easy to say! Get out of the way!"

Hui Mou waved his big hand and walked forward holding two meteor hammers, but deliberately turned a blind eye to Yang Jian and shouted: "That is Yang Jian?"

"Hui Mou! Do you still recognize me?" Lu Chunyang suppressed his anger, and looked coldly at Hui Mou.

"Oh, it turns out that Dong Gong was reincarnated, no wonder he dared to shout in front of Tianmen." Hui Mou's mouth showed a sneer, "How can I remember that after Dong Gong was reincarnated, he declined his official position and said that he only wanted to be in love with the mountains and forests? I'm afraid you don't deserve the word Dong Gong."

"Hmph!" Lu Chunyang drew his sword angrily, and immediately wanted to fight Hui Mou.

Yang Jian was also a little bit dumbfounded in the back, this brother Lu was also violent, saying he was here to persuade the fight, but he was about to fight again.

But Hui Mou also meant some insult to Lu Chunyang, and it was reasonable for Lu Chunyang to strike out in anger.

After all, I don't know how many eyes are watching here. If you lose face and can't pick it up for nothing, then you will be really ashamed and thrown to grandma's house!

Hui Mou, on the other hand, was not afraid at all, holding two meteor hammers to meet him.

Lu Chunyang raised his sword eyebrows, squeezed the fingers of the sword, and shot the long sword on his back into the sky. Just as Hui Mou took two steps, the sky in front of him was already full of sword shadows!

This scene made Hui Mou terrified, but Lu Chunyang's face was cold, pointing his fingers at Hui Mou, and the sword shadows all over the sky formed a sword formation, and shot towards Hui Mou!

Whoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly became louder!

That Hui Mou sacrificed the pair of meteor hammers, a gust of wind was blown up, and a wind curtain was erected.

But Lu Chunyang's sword is a rare sword-shaped spiritual treasure, but Hui Mou's double hammers are inferior, the wind curtain was directly torn apart by Qi swords, and hit Hui Mou's body.

Jingle...

There was a sound of iron striking, and thousands of Qi swords were all released in an instant. The body of Hui Mou was surrounded by clouds and mist, but his figure kept retreating.

When the clouds cleared, Lu Chunyang slightly narrowed his eyes, and was about to make a move immediately.

That Hui Mou was extremely embarrassed, he gritted his teeth and roared at Lu Chunyang, his figure was about to rush up, but after the previous meeting, he knew that his supernatural power was just restrained by Lu Chunyang's supernatural power.

He is a cultivator of the flesh body, but Lu Chunyang is a sword fairy, so the supernatural powers of controlling the sword are so elegant and unrestrained, and Hui Mou has nothing to do.

"A mere reckless man, dare to shout?"

Another Qi sword appeared behind Lu Chunyang, several times more than before, and the sky was full of sword shadows.

This really corresponds to a joke circulating in the heavenly court - the most magical powers in the heavenly court are civil servants, not generals.

As soon as Hui Mou rolled his eyes, he was about to retreat immediately, avoiding fighting, he simply went back to read Lu Chunyang's book, and let the heavenly court send troops to arrest him.

Suddenly there was a figure in front of Lu Chunyang, causing Hui Mou, who was about to turn around, to stop.

Look at this man, dressed in silver scale armor, carrying a pointed gun, blue belt and long hair, he is handsome but mighty, his face is sharp and angular, and his eyebrows are neither thick nor light.

He smiled lightly, turned his back to Lu Chunyang, faced Hui Mou, and said, "Brother, are you here to steal my limelight? Just leave this person to me to deal with."

"Brother Yang, you..."

Lu Chunyang hesitated, but waved away the Qi sword behind his back, and stepped back.

Yang Jian suddenly appeared to stop him from continuing to attack, not just for the sake of 'showing off', but because he was worried about Lu Chunyang's situation.

Why did the Eastern Prince reincarnate and rebuild? This is probably due to a reshuffle of the internal forces of the Heavenly Court, otherwise Hui Mou would not be able to despise Lu Chunyang so much.

If Lu Chunyang acted with anger, there is no guarantee that he would not cause trouble for himself. In fact, Lu Chunyang should not have appeared here today, otherwise there will be disasters in the future.

But Lu Chunyang was afraid that Yang Jian would suffer in the Heavenly Court, so he also came to help out for the sake of mutual loyalty, and wanted to resolve Yang Jian's mother's disaster, but unexpectedly, Hui Mou came out of nowhere.

"You blocked my way first, and insulted my friend later, you should leave an explanation today."

Yang Jian said something in a cold voice, pointing his spear obliquely at Hui Mou.

That Hui Mou came here with his toes high and high, but was rubbed against the ground by Lu Chunyang for a while, how could he not be angry at this moment?

This anger was really ignited by Yang Jian, and he scolded Yang Jian like a beast, and rushed forward holding a pair of meteor hammers!

He knew that Yang Jian was also a person who cultivated the flesh body, so he came here to fight with great ambition! Seeing Yang Jian at this time, I can only catch Yang Jian in my heart, which is also considered a full face!

"Hey!"

"ha!"

Two roars, one swooping from top to bottom, the other rushing from bottom to top, Yang Jian fought Hui Mou, long spear against double hammer!

First they slammed head-on, and then they were shocked back at the same time, each with some surprise in their eyes.

"Sure enough!" Hui Mou laughed loudly, full of fighting spirit, he swung his two hammers and chased after Yang Jian.

Yang Jian held guns in both hands, sweeping, swinging, smashing, and picking, and fought with Hui Mou.

In the prehistoric times at this time, the way of the primordial spirit is practiced greatly, and there are very few practitioners in the physical body.

Since the Lich War and the slump of the Wu Clan, it is indeed rarer for Yang Jian and Hui Mou to fight together than Da Neng.

At this moment the two stood up, they really didn't have any immortal energy to speak of, fighting physically, each relying on their own abilities, the fight was indistinguishable, and the kill was in the dark!

The heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the Tianmen did not dare to be careless, and Hui Mou seemed a little unpopular, those generals did not attack Yang Jian.

Yang Jian couldn't fight for a long time, and he felt a little impatient, so he started to make dangerous moves, only attacking but not defending!

That Hui Mou Zhan Ruo went crazy, Yang Jian's moves started to be wild, and Hui Mou became even more unrestrained, fighting wildly, regardless of his own injuries.

Although this person is simple, he is still a fierce general. The battle between the two armies can even stimulate each other's morale.

A hammer was exchanged for a gun, Yang Jian's blood trembled, and he was seriously injured even through the silver scale armor; and the treasure armor on Hui Mou's body was no small matter, and Yang Jian's non-pointed spear could not break through it.

The injuries on the two of them became more and more serious.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Yang Jian has firmly suppressed Hui Mou, and the advantage he will gain is getting bigger and bigger.

Although Hui Mou also stimulated the whole body's combat power, at this time his combat power reached its peak, and he kept trying to kill Yang Jian's vitals, but Yang Jian always accurately resisted it.

Finally, Yang Jian deliberately betrayed the flaw, Hui Mou failed to see through it for a while, and smashed Yang Jian's chest with a hammer, Yang Jian dodged sideways, the spear turned back, drew an arc, and hit the back of Hui Mou's head!

With a bang, Hui Mou's body flew forward, the back of his head was bleeding, but still roaring, he turned around and threw himself at Yang Jian again.

Yang Jian suddenly withdrew his hand, his figure retreated violently, Hui Mou missed two hammers, his figure was a little unstable, and he fell two steps forward, his armor was torn and blood was dripping all over his body.

"You are seriously injured, step back for now."

Yang Jian said something coldly, walked towards the Zhongtian Gate again, coughed, and couldn't help the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Hui Mou gritted his teeth at Yang Jian, and stumbled towards Yang Jian, "Again... let's fight!"

"Do you want to die?"

Yang Jian said something in a cold voice, and there was a line of blood flowing down his forehead, and his eyes were full of darkness.

If it was tens of thousands of years ago, Hui Mou would have grinned and said that he died fighting.

But now...

'When did you become so life-hungry? '

Hui Mou's legs went limp, and he fell to the ground, unable to move.

And Yang Jian, who was walking towards the Zhongtian Gate, carried the spear on his back, grabbed the hairband, and an ax appeared in his hand.