Chapter 550 Human Martial Saint VS Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills
Huh?
Yang Jian, with a face as black as coal and murderous intent as ice, looked not far away and found that it was a demon queen who was bitten by thousands of insects.
He frowned and said: "Demons?"
"Ang!"
After hearing this, the demon glanced at Yang Jian provocatively, and said loudly, ignoring the poisonous insects that were still climbing and biting him: "You know, why don't you get out of the way?"
While speaking,
A red, poisonous scorpion crawled out of his mouth, and he bit it to bits, then ate it alive!
At this time,
The Roaring Sky Dog suddenly appeared and found Yang Jian staring unkindly at the pit. After seeing the demons overwhelmed by poisonous insects, the dog's eyes raised——
"Master, is this guy provoking you?"
"Yes!"
Yang Jian responded coldly, turned around and held a three-pointed two-edged knife, and said casually: "Let him shut up Mouth!”
“Good! !”
After hearing this, Roaring Sky Dog grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, looking at the demons under the pit, and said with spiritual thought: "The rumored demons will be immortal today?" You taste my poison!”
"Poison?"
After hearing this, the demon said with disdain: "Look, the people here are all poisonous insects, what can you do to me?"
Said,
The demon was arrogant again, biting off a venomous snake crawling out of his mouth, and provocatively sprayed blood on Roaring Sky Dog's face!
“Haha, I’m angry!”
Xiaotian Dog smiled coldly, and jumped into the basin. As soon as the aura of the Big Tengu dissipated from his body, all the poisonous insects ran to a corner.
After that,
Xiaotian The dog stared with cold eyes, looking at it with a look of astonishment The demon was stunned and said with a ferocious smile: "You are very good at talking. It's a pity that I have never been afraid of anyone when you talk!"
After that,
Howling Sky Dog He bit the demon's mouth, then jumped out again!
After only three breaths of silence in the basin, the scream of the demon suddenly came out -
"Holy shit, what kind of poison is in your dog's mouth? Grandma's... It hurts me so much, it hurts so much..."
The screams only lasted for a while and then disappeared.
Wait for the roaring dog to look down,
Hey!
It suddenly became happy!
That dog-like demon has a swollen mouth that is bigger than his face, and the poisonous insects don’t dare to come near his mouth.
Some of those who are accidentally rubbed will die on the spot. It’s so cute!
But,
The next moment,
The proud Roaring Sky Dog suddenly fell silent. After pondering for a moment, he said with a displeased look on his face: "Bah, my mouth is not so poisonous!"
Then,
The Roaring Sky Dog He lay down on the side, ready to see who was stronger and weaker between his master and the rumored 'Human Martial Saint'!
One,
is a human martial saint created by the Emperor of the People. He once surrendered Yun Zhongzi in one move, and even the ancestors of the earth immortals did not dare to fight with him!
The other
is Yang Jian, who has practiced the Eight | Nine Mysterious Technique, which is said to be the most powerful in the world of immortality and is rumored to be able to directly become a saint in the physical body!
Although Yang Jian has not yet reached Dzogchen in cultivation, the horror of his physical body is known to all three religions!
Of course,
For Yuan Futong, he now only stays at the level of 'taking advantage of his absence to mess with his sister's brother-in-law', although he knows that the other person's surname is Yuan,
But I never thought that he was Yuan Futong!
After all, he had met Yuan Futong in Xiqi before!
Although the two have similar temperaments, Yang Jian firmly believes that he will never mistake the wrong person!
This bastard who dared to mess with his sister and almost killed his sister before is definitely a descendant of Yuan Futong!
Thinking of this,
Yang Jian was even more angry!
If it were Yuan Futong, he could barely accept it, but how could he accept it for Yuan Futong's descendants? !
Thinking of this,
Yang Jian looked at Yuan Futong who appeared, and said coldly: "I will teach you a lesson today, and I will drag you to find an explanation from the Emperor later. ! "Looking for the king?"
After hearing this, Yuan Futong raised his eyebrows and asked solemnly: "If I defeat you, will you not go to the king!"
Now Yuan Futong will not think too much about things,
He just felt that
it was unreasonable to go to the king because of his family affairs.
The king was so busy, how could he be allowed to worry about his family affairs?
At this time,
After seeing Yuan Futong's appearance, Yang Jian suddenly felt angry. Then he narrowed his three eyes and said coldly: "Beat me? You try!"
< br>After saying that,
Yang Jian picked up the three-pointed two-edged knife and was about to go up and kill this ungrateful brother-in-law!
But at this moment, Yang Chan’s slightly worried voice suddenly sounded——
"Brother, why don't you use weapons!"
Hearing this,
Yang Jian paused in his steps. He looked at the three-pointed, double-edged knife in his hand, and then at his bare hands. Yuan Futong's heart moved,
Domineering and proud He looked at Yuan Futong and said loudly: "Take out your weapon, the sword has no eyes. If I really kill you, my sister will blame me again!"
After hearing this, Yang Chan's expression changed. He was shocked and said: "Brother, you misunderstood me!"
In fact, Yang Chan is not worried about Yuan Futong, but Yang Jian, because no one knows better than her how terrifying Yuan Futong is.
After all, they are people who know the basics!
But at this time,
Yang Jian waved his sword in the air with an impatient look, and said with a hint of disgust: "Take out the weapon! A big man is still here, mother-in-law, my sister I decided to follow you because I was blind!”
Huh?
Yuan Futong was not happy when he heard this,
What a shame,
it was obviously the king's order, what does it have to do with whether Yang Chan is blind or not?
Thinking of this,
the expressionless Yuan Futong nodded and said: "Okay, I'll lend you a weapon!"
After saying that,
he turned around and looked around. After Wen Zhong's eyes met with his, he pressed the Immortal-killing and God-killing sword on his waist, and then looked at Huang Feihu——
"Take your Lend him the Wanshan Stick!"
"Oh?"
Huang Feihu suddenly woke up after hearing this, and looked at Yuan Futong with a slight hesitation:
"I have refined this weapon. It is as light as a feather in my hand, but as heavy as a mountain in my outside hands. Why don't you, Yuan Guard, try it first..."
"No need!"
< br>After Yuan Futong finished speaking, he appeared directly in front of Huang Feihu. After grabbing the Wanshan stick, he exerted a slight force, and the Wanshan stick stood still!
The next second,
Veins in Yuan Futong's hands popped out. As the strength surged in his body, with a crackling sound, he raised the Wanshan stick expressionlessly.
At this time,
The unhappiness that had just arisen in Yang Jian's heart when he heard the words 'Yuan Huwei' was washed away by this shocking scene!
He had tried the Wanshan stick in Huang Feihu’s hand before, so he naturally knew how weird this stick was!
Soon,
Looking at Yuan Futong who was holding the Wanshan stick backwards but still looking a little relaxed, Yang Jian said with slight appreciation: "It's a bit interesting, but with this ability, I want to be my brother-in-law." , you are not worthy!”
After saying that,
Yang Jian's face gradually became serious, his three eyes burst into cold light, and he said coldly: "If you can take my three moves, I will recognize you as my brother-in-law!"
< br>The moment he finished speaking,
Yang Jian resolutely took action, carrying an overwhelming momentum, splitting Huashan Mountain with one move, and slashed towards Yuan Futong!
Then,
Yuan Futong also waved the Wanshan stick in his hand. The shadow of the stick was heavy, and it swept a hundred meters in radius in an instant. The wind roared, and the dust rotated rapidly, forming a powerful whirlwind!
The next second,
the much-anticipated battle between the strongest martial saint in the world and the strongest physical practitioner in the world of cultivation begins... …
(End of this chapter)