This shit can't stand it anymore

Chapter 45 Is there a problem? (Seek to follow up)
"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

Amid the crisp, loud and rhythmic slaps, the fiery red sun finally jumped out of Tanggu, dispelling the last night.

Above the Guixu Great Abyss, a group of immortals stared at the direction of the sound in a daze.

At this moment, the burly Wei Hu was held in the hands of the equally tall and heroic Yu Yuan, just like a little chicken.

Anyone who sees such a scene can hardly imagine that a moment ago, this third-generation disciple of Chanjiao was still arrogantly demanding that the disciples of Jiejiao make an apology to him.

But the change is so sudden and unpredictable.

When the immortals reacted, Wei Hu's cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, and all his white teeth flew out.

With every slap, bright red blood splattered up.

It's not that he didn't resist, but he didn't have the magic weapon in his hand, so his counterattack was like scratching an itch, which didn't matter to Yu Yuan at all.

Seeing this scene, all the immortals present were dumbfounded.

Especially Master Xuanyang, who had met Yu Yuan before.

No matter how they looked at it, Yu Yuan was just a top-grade Xuanxian.

At first, all the gods present thought that he was traveling with the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. Although they were very envious of his situation, they didn't take him seriously.

Even when he opened his mouth to reprimand Huo Ling'er who was the Immortal Golden Immortal, the immortals only thought that the relationship between them was relatively close and special.

It wasn't until he made a sudden move and began to slap Wei Hu with a big ear scraper that the immortals suddenly realized that he was the real master!

Even Wei Hu, a high-ranking celestial being who elucidated teachings and passed down his lineage, let him be manipulated in front of him, and he had no power to fight back.

You know, not long ago, Wei Hu fought with the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, the Golden Immortal of Jiejiao, for more than 200 rounds before he lost the wind.

But in front of this Yu Yuan, he was as weak and helpless as a chick, being held in his hand and slapping his big ears.

Comparing the two, it can be seen that Yu Yuan is much more powerful than the Immortal Golden Immortal, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit!
No wonder the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit would allow him to reprimand her.

It turned out that it was not only because of the close relationship, but because he really had the qualifications!

On the other side, Yang Jian, who had reacted, did not directly rush forward to save the person, but first dodged to catch the flying magic pestle.

It's not that he values ​​treasures more than senior brother Wei Hu, but that he feels that if he rushes forward with his bare hands like this, it probably won't be of much use, so it's better to catch the magic pestle first.

With the help of this high-grade spiritual soldier, he can exert stronger power, and thus have a greater chance of winning.

Yu Yuan had a panoramic view of his actions, and secretly admired him in his heart. He is indeed a bug-level character in Fengshenliangjie. He is as calm as a veteran in the battlefield at a young age.

Just like the cunning and resourcefulness he showed in scheming Huo Ling'er before, it was already much stronger than Wei Hu!

At this moment, although he was also shocked that Yu Yuan possessed such a tyrannical strength, he was extremely calm in his heart. He immediately compared the strength gap between the two sides, and instead of rushing forward to save people rashly, he chose to catch Jiang Mo Treasure pestle.

The subduing demon pestle is Wei Hu's spiritual weapon, and it stands to reason that without his permission, other people cannot use it.

However, as a high-grade Lingbao, it was spiritual enough to judge that the situation in front of it was very critical to its master, so it didn't resist Yang Jian, the master's junior, and let him hold him in his hands.

Yang Jian's Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu has been cultivated to the perfect level, his body is advancing by leaps and bounds, and his divine power is unparalleled, but he has never found a suitable weapon.

At this moment, he took the Demon Subduing Treasure Pestle in his hand, and immediately felt that although this treasure was not suitable for him, it was superior in that it was full of weight and powerful enough to allow him to exert twelve points of strength.

This discovery also greatly increased his confidence, he stepped out and was already behind Yu Yuan, and swung his right hand to lift the magic pestle and smashed it towards his back.

Yang Jian is not a person who strictly abides by dogma, and it is no psychological burden for him to sneak attack from behind while others are not prepared.

What's more, he is still acting like this to save talents.

"call--"

When held in the hand, the pestle is as light as gray grass, but when it is used to beat people, it weighs more than Mount Tai. Coupled with the blessing of Yang Jian's own divine power, the strength of this pestle has reached its peak. Only the sound of wind and thunder can be heard. It was as if the mountains collapsed and the stars fell, just like the top of Mount Tai.

Even Huo Ling'er, who is the Immortal Golden Immortal, couldn't help but change his face when he saw it, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Junior Brother, be careful behind you!"

"Behind?"

Yu Yuan turned around in "surprise", holding Wei Hu in one hand.

The latter's burly body happened to be blocking the trajectory of the subduing magic pestle, like a shield.

At this moment, Yang Jian only felt terrified, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

He couldn't be more clear about how powerful his own pestle was.

Judging from the strength displayed by that Yu Yuan, he might be able to withstand it, but Wei Hu absolutely cannot withstand this pestle!
He definitely did this Yu Yuan on purpose!
Yang Jian was very sure of this.

Because he can do it himself.

But none of that matters anymore...

Sneak attacks are all about being sudden and deadly.

Therefore, he had no reservations about this blow, and he had already used all his strength, so that he couldn't stop even if he wanted to stop at this moment. He only had time to withdraw [-]% of his strength and came back, and the magic pestle had already been smashed down...

"boom!"

"Crack-"

"puff--"

The deafening bang was accompanied by the sound of bones breaking and blood splashing, mixed with Wei Hu's heart-wrenching howl and the subconscious exclamations and gasps of the surrounding gods, playing together. A song to welcome the dawn.

"Brother!"

Yang Jian roared, his eyes reddened.

After being hit by the magic subordinating pestle, Wei Hu was thrown into the air like a rag doll, passing through a perfect parabola like a shooting star, and after flying for more than ten miles, he began to fall towards the Guixu Abyss below. go.

The sharp-eyed immortal can see that the entire chest has been sunken, and the air has not been released much, and even the primordial spirit has floated out from the top door.

That is to say, he is a top-grade celestial being, and this celestial body is inherently strong and unbreakable. In addition, Yang Jian finally withdrew some strength, and Yu Yuan finally let go, causing him to be thrown away and at the same time remove most of it. Otherwise, his physical body would have been beaten into meatloaf by that pestle at this moment.

"Look at what happened..."

Yu Yuan smacked his lips, and glanced at the magic pestle in Yang Jian's hand, "If you don't learn well at a young age, what kind of sneak attack is it?"

"you do this delibrately!"

Yang Jian's eyes were red, and he couldn't help roaring.

In normal times, he would never lose his composure like this.

Because he is the one who controls the situation on weekdays!

But just at that moment, he clearly felt the gap.

Not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of calculation, mentality, adaptability, etc.

This Jiejiao disciple named Yu Yuan reversed everything in less than half a stick of incense, completely destroying the good situation he had obtained by calculating the Holy Mother of Huoling.

"What on purpose?"

Yu Yuan looked at Yang Jian with "doubt", "Your senior brother insulted me, is there any problem if I slap him a few times?"

"..."

Yang Jian opened his mouth, his right hand was tightly grasping the subduing magic pestle, the back of his fingers turned blue and white.

In the end, he shook his head and said word for word: "No problem."

"It's fine if there's no problem."

Yu Yuan nodded slightly, with a gentle smile like spring breeze turning into rain, "Go and save Senior Brother Ni, or it will be too late."

Yang Jian nodded, and took a deep look at Yu Yuan.

He didn't say a word, just jumped up, turned into a rainbow to catch Wei Hu, and then quickly disappeared into the sky...

　Recommend a good brother's book, the last one was blocked because the speed was too fast... This one is even better "Longevity Fairy: Fairy Please Stay Away"

Introduction: Someone said to Ji Bochang since childhood: "You, Ji Bochang, don't live long..."

As if to confirm those words, Ji Bochang practiced for more than [-] years without achieving anything...

In his middle age, he was planning to retire, but he suddenly discovered a very new way of cultivation...

From then on, form a fairy, build a fairy relationship, refine the fairy energy, and go to longevity!

Countless years later...

The world of practice has changed, time has changed, countless arrogances have risen and ended, and countless immortals have been demoted to the mortal world!

But he was still dozing off on the recliner, muttering as if dreamily: "I, Ji Bochang, have a long life..."

(End of this chapter)