boom!

Almost as soon as Nuozha said this, the Qiankun Circle fluctuated violently and suddenly rose up, like a giant mountain, smashing heavily towards Yang Jian.

"How to go, I will decide my life..."

Yang Jian ignored the fallen circle of heaven and earth, but stared at Nuozha.

He could feel that at this moment, the Nuozha in front of him was completely different from the spiritual beads he had seen in the past.

But there is no doubt that Nuozha was able to shout such words, which means that he was living a happy life, at least, he did not have to be bound by anyone.

He will decide his own life, so how can I leave Yang Jian, who will decide his own life? Can I decide it myself?

"Yang Jian, what are you thinking? He is no longer a spiritual bead, but a demon child Nuozha. He doesn't have to worry about the friendship between his classmates in the past and take action!"

But at this moment, when Jiang Ziya saw this scene, she immediately shouted angrily to Yang Jian.

"You don't need to worry about what I want to do!"

Yang Jian's thoughts were interrupted, his face showed anger. He turned his head and shouted coldly at Jiang Ziya. The three-pointed two-edged sword suddenly appeared in his palm and shook it towards the sky. In an instant, he hung the circle of Qiankun wrapped in heavy power on the three-pointed two-edged sword. He swung it hard and swung it away.

Swish!

Immediately afterwards, Yang Jian exerted force under his feet, and accompanied by the violent sound of breaking through the air, his body rushed towards Nuozha.

Nuozha did not say anything, and with one hand, he made a move towards the void, and while calling back to the Qiankun Circle, the other hand swung, and the Huntian Ling suddenly flew out, spreading like a long snake, intertwining violently, and then flew towards Yang Jian to tie him up.

The power of Huntian Ling was extremely rapid. In just a blink of an eye, she had arrived in front of Yang Jian and surrounded him.

"Cry!"

But at this moment, Yang Jian's figure swayed slightly, but turned into an oriole, rising into the sky, and flew out of the red silk all over the sky.

"Eight and Nine Profound Art!"

When Emperor Xin heard the sound, he gasped in his air and looked at Yang Jian enviously.

What he practiced was the Three Nine Little Mysterious Art, which made him feel extraordinary. The Eight Nine Little Mysterious Art must be even more extraordinary.

Almost at this moment, Yang Jian had already recovered his body, and his three-pointed two-edged swords shone brightly at Nuozha.

laugh!

In an instant, a sharp sword aura rushed towards Nuozha's back heart below.

Clam...boom...

But Nuozha was not a vegetarian. When the sword energy came, he immediately turned around, pulled out a golden whip, and greeted the sharp sword energy. When the two met, the sound of gold and iron clashed immediately. Then, a terrifying explosion sounded throughout the world, shocking so that the ground under everyone's feet was shaking, and the horses were noisy and uneasy, and the neighing was endless.

However, although Nuozha blocked this attack, the time he embarked on the road of cultivation was shorter than that of Yang Jian. After all, his strength was touched. He stood up unsteadily and staggered, and then fell to the ground and fell to the ground in a real horse gang.

"Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm! Yang Jian's cultivation level has actually reached the Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm. He has only been practicing for many years..."

Zhao Gongming stared at the blow Yang Jian shot in a daze, his eyes wide and his mouth was big, so he couldn't believe it.

Although Yang Jian's reputation has spread a little after he made a fuss about the Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Palace is too weak now. Among the three religions, whoever has the reputation takes the Heavenly Palace seriously? Even the Emperor of Heaven, if it weren't for Gu Nian Hongjun's face, no matter who it was, he would not want to call him uncle. Therefore, the world would not think so.

But at this moment, as they saw, the power that Yang Jian burst out could be compared with the Daluo Golden Immortal. This combat power was surprising and thrilling.

Only Emperor Xin still looked the same.

In the history of the founding of Gods, Yang Jian was able to fight with the second generation of disciples of the Three Sects and even gained the upper hand. It is not surprising that he has the cultivation of the Daluo Jinxian.

This is exactly what the so-called son of disaster is!

"Lingzhuzi, you are not my opponent. Give up and surrender!"

Yang Jian took the lead, but did not continue to attack. Instead, he looked at Nuozha, and began to persuade him to surrender.

"I want me to surrender, dream!" Nuozha's temper was already hot, and he suffered such a big loss at this moment. How could he bear this resentment? After a cold shout, he jumped up and suddenly appeared behind his head, three heads and six arms, one hand holding the fire-tip gun, the other hand holding the golden whip, the other hand holding the Qiankun circle, and two hands each holding the two gold bricks that Emperor Xin built for him, and approaching Yang Jian.

"Xiao Shu'er!"

Yang Jian's expression was calm, his body swayed slightly, and suddenly, he also manifested his three-headed and six-armed body and fought with Nuozha.

Bang bang bang bang!

Clam clang clang clang!

For a moment, the fists and feet in the field were connected, and the sound of metal and iron clashing was endless. Every hit was heavy, and it felt like it was hit hard on the heart, making everyone feel that the qi and blood in their bodies were constantly fluctuating at this moment. This powerful power was really touching.

"Looking at their fighting, we suddenly felt like we had lived on dogs for the rest of our lives..."

Zhao Gongming looked at the dazzling fighting and fighting between the two, and was surprised, and felt a little more emotion, shook his head and said slowly.

Not only him, Fairy Bixiao, Fairy Qiongxiao and Fairy Hanzhi, they also looked serene. As for Zheng Lun and Li Jing, they wanted to dig a hole and bury themselves in so as not to continue to embarrassing themselves here.

However, they didn't know that whether it was Nuozha or Yang Jian, these two people were born in response to the disaster. The rapid progress of their cultivation was naturally impossible to guess with common sense.

"Wang!"

But at this moment, along the two of them, a dog barking suddenly sounded. Then, a thin-waisted black dog with a white elephant and a copper-headed and iron-necked hard to resist was suddenly sacrificed by Yang Jian. He bit Nuozha's calves with one twitch. This thin-waisted black dog is not a Xiaotian dog, which one can it be?

However, many people in the world think that the Xiaotian dog is a living creature, but in fact, the Xiaotian dog is a magic weapon.

"ah……"

Nuozha was in pain and immediately flew away. He looked at his calf again and found that it was covered in blood and blood, with two rows of deep tooth marks.

"Na Zha, admit defeat, you are not my opponent!"

Yang Jian held the snarling dog in one hand, looked at Nuozha with a look of contempt, and said in a deep voice.

"Let the dog bite people, you will be better than you!" Nuozha gritted his teeth and shouted angrily at Yang Jian, extremely unhappy.

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He felt that if it weren't for the dog's sneak attack, the winner would definitely not be Yang Jian, but himself!

"Na Zha is back. Your practice time is too short and you are no match for him!"

But just when Nuozha wanted to pounce on him again, Fairy Bixiao suddenly spoke and called Nuozha back in front of him.

No one knew about this. Just now, he was just angry. After hearing this, he glared at Yang Jian fiercely and then turned back.

"I won! My Xiqi army won!"

"God bless Xiqi! General Yang is invincible!"

"The God of War is alive, General Yang is unparalleled in the world! Stand up Chaoge!"

Almost at the same time, along the camp of the Xiqi Army, under the instruction of Jiang Ziya, the deafening and listless morale increased slightly at this moment.

"Sir, I'm sorry, Zha'er disappointed you."

Nuozha heard these sounds and cried as soon as he returned to the military camp. After all, he is just a child now. Unlike in the history of the Confucian Gods, he transformed from a milk doll into a lotus boy.

[Negative emotions value from Li Jing, +7456…]

However, it doesn’t matter that Nuozha’s crying, and Li Jing’s negative emotions immediately appeared in Emperor Xin’s mind.

It’s not that Li Jing felt sorry for the child, but that Nuozha was lying on Di Xin’s lap and crying. He didn’t know that he was afraid that he was the adoptive father and Di Xin was his own father.

"Good boy, don't cry. You are still young now. If you are older, you won't discuss beating him. Isn't it just the eight or nine mysterious skills? Another day, the charity of the charity will also be used for you."

Seeing this, Emperor Xin hurriedly comforted Nuozha. The little guy was very competitive. If he was damaged like this, it would be bad.
Chapter completed!