The True Lord of the Miaodao in Qingyuan, Yang Jian!

Ye Fan still has a good impression of this person who is also a well-known existence in the Three Realms.

The other party was the nephew of the Jade Emperor, the son of the combination of gods and men. He practiced the eight-nine-yuan merits, and also followed the path of saints by using his strength to prove the truth and become a saint in the flesh. Although he was the Lord of Erlang Xiansheng, he was obedient but not the Xuan. He received incense at the Guanjiangkou of the lower realm. In front of the tent, there were seven saints of Meishan who were accompanied by 1,200 grass-headed gods under his command.

Such a character is indeed extraordinary.

Since it was rare to fight with Yang Jian, Ye Fan couldn't help feeling happy when he saw Lie, and nodded and said, "Since that's the case, Zhenjun, please take action."

"I heard that the judicial god practiced the Nine-Turnful Art, and I also took the path of experiencing the Tao with my strength."

Yang Jian smiled, and with his current appearance, it was easy for people to feel good: "Since that's the case, it's better for you and me to compete with each other on their body, how about it?"

"good!"

After hearing this, Ye Fan agreed quite well.

The next second, the two looked at each other and shouted together.

"The Dharma-like heaven and earth change--!"

"boom!"

In an instant, two magnificent figures of thousands of feet wide appeared between the heaven and the earth.

Such movements naturally alarmed many existences in the three realms. When they cast their divine thoughts to explore, they also took a breath.

"Hiss, this is Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, and the God of Justice... Are they the two of them wanting?"

"Interestingly, one of these two people has practiced the eight or nine-yuan skill, and the other has practiced the nine-turn mysterious skill. I really don't know who is more powerful?"

"Although the Eight and Nine Yuan Gong was born from the Nine Turns Mysterious Ability, Erlang Zhenjun is a person who has been famous for a long time, so it is naturally not that simple."

And at this moment, Lingshan and Main Hall.

He sensed that two powerful auras suddenly rose between heaven and earth. The Tathagata Buddha, who was preaching to the Buddhas on Lingshan, was also stunned. The Buddhas were puzzled, so they could only ask carefully.

"Buddha?"

"Nothing happens."

The Buddha Tathagata shook his head, and the divine light flashed in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking of writing. After silently chanting the Buddha's name, he began to continue preaching.

"Boom, boom, boom--!"

Between the world, two figures of thousands of feet were fighting fiercely. Each move had an inexplicable power. Although it was a physical body, it seemed to others that it was more terrifying than a magical battle.

Wherever the two passed, the mountains and rivers were broken and the earth was shattered. Just the aftermath made the entire earth full of devastated and almost terrible.

As the two people in the fight, their feelings at this moment were different from those of everyone. Although Ye Fan was not good at the art of physical proficiency, one method could understand all kinds of methods and reach his level of cultivation. He could already see the sword technique he was good at and integrate into one punch and one kick. When he took action, he was extremely sharp with a sharp sword intent.

On the other hand, Yang Jian, as an old war god who has become famous in the Battle of the Gods, can naturally be regarded as a long-standing battle. Even when he fought with Ye Fan, he rolled his sleeves and a strong wind suddenly rushed over, and the fire dragon roared and turned into a torrent to submerge Ye Fan.

"boom--!"

With one blow, the heaven and earth trembled, and the faces of the gods in the three realms also changed.

I saw that in the center of the impact, the world also collapsed, and huge cracks spread like spider webs, and quicksand slid down like waterfalls.

And the sky and space there showed signs of distortion, as if it had formed a vacuum zone, and the air within a radius of a hundred feet was completely shocked.

In the center of the vacuum zone, two figures still maintained a stance of fists facing each other, and their solidified bodies were like statues.

The terrible power that had originally surged around the two of them quietly dissipated, and only the breeze blew through their clothes and fluttered slightly.

All the sounds in this area were quiet, and those eyes were staring at the two figures. Who had the upper hand that had the previous shocking head-on collision?

Under the gaze of those many gazes, Ye Fan's body trembled slightly, and the crazy fighting spirit that originally appeared in his black eyes also disappeared at this time.

He stared at Yang Jian in front of him with calm eyes, and then slowly released his fist.

I saw a faint bloodstain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The God of Justice was defeated?

Many people began to unstoppably have this thought in their hearts.

In the Lingshan Mountain, a faint smile appeared on the face of the Buddha Tathagata.

However, the next second, Yang Jian, who was originally silent, suddenly shook his eyes, then took three steps back, and a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, in the battle just now, the two of them were evenly matched.

"interesting."

It is rare to meet a person who can fight with all his strength. Ye Fan was very happy at this moment, and there was a bit of mutual appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Yang Jian.

In the battle just now, the two of them were indeed in a similar battle. Although the Nine-Turn Mystery is more powerful than the Eighth and Nine Yuan skills, Yang Jian is not an ordinary person. After thousands of years of hard practice, he is naturally not as comparable to Ye Fan.

"Since it is difficult to distinguish between fists and feet, why not use weapons to decide the outcome?"

"good,"

Yang Jian nodded, and he also discovered that Ye Fan was indeed a rare opponent, but his master's order was difficult to violate. If he did not decide the winner, it would be difficult to explain to Master Yu Ding.

A flash of light, both of them showed their weapons, and Yang Jian's hand was naturally the three-pointed two-edged sword.

As for Ye Fan, it was not any of the four swords of Zhu Xian, but the Shenxiao Sword that he had fought with him until now.

"Call--!"

A faint sword sounded, and a sword light slashed in. The sword energy was like a sea of ​​anger, with the cold momentum that crushed all things in the world, slashed towards Yang Jian, as if he was about to split it in half.

On the other hand, Yang Jian shook the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, like a poisonous dragon, and bit the weakest point of the sword blade.

"Clang--!"

The fight between weapons adds a bit of coldness.

As Ye Fan continued to dance the sword blade, Yang Jian on the opposite side also blocked and blocked him with a tacit understanding, dancing a three-pointed and two-edged sword so hard that it was impossible to escape.

In an instant, the sound of clashing with weapons was endless!

The two of them also practiced physical magical powers, and naturally they had been immersed in the mastery of weapons for many years and had already reached the point of transformation. Each move and movement were all in line with the Taoist rhyme, which made the onlookers dazzled and intoxicated.

The purple-gold sword light appeared and then instantly merged into one place.

Thousands of sword energy, at the same time, directly condensed into more than ten huge sword energy burning with raging flames. The dazzling purple-gold sword light on it was like a glorious sun.
Chapter completed!