They laughed at me and said I was a monkey, what was the Monkey King so scared of?

Chapter 64 Black Evil!

"He just does it without saying anything, which is exactly what I want!"

When it comes to fighting, Yang Jian has never been afraid. As long as he is not dead, the enemy will die.

Immediately, the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand was wrapped in golden light, and it seemed to sense the increasing strength of his body and vibrate more and more. The next second, Yang Jian slashed out with the tip of the sword breaking through the wind, aiming at an enemy rushing towards him, with cold auras on both sides opening to the side, revealing his sharp edge!
"A D-rank? How arrogant! Today I will teach you how to call me master!"

Facing the three-pointed, double-edged sword, the enemy did not show any fear on his face. He was a C-level warrior with an 8% fusion degree, which had already surpassed the average person.

Li Yan kept an eye on Qianli Pangpang beside him. He was a little puzzled. Why were these people not excited when they saw Lu Bu's Fang Tian Huaji, but were willing to fight to the death for Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyuedao?

"Li Yan, I'll be fine for a short time. I have a lot of [Wind Casting Bracelets] on me, just go ahead and do it!" Qianli Pangpang said to Li Yan, "These guys are so damn arrogant, do they really think we are easy to bully?"

"Then listen to the boss. Please help me get this."

Li Yan handed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand to Qianli Pangpang, and left a clone to protect him. Then he turned around, pulled the muscles under his feet, and rushed directly towards the black-robed young man who was leading the team opposite him with the golden-framed wooden stick.

The young man in black robe fixed his eyes, wondering if the person rushing towards him was looking for death?

"Is even my name [Black Evil] no longer famous these days?" The young man in black robe murmured in his heart. He stretched his hands behind his back and soon pulled out two swords from his back at the same time.

Li Yan rushed towards him and took a closer look. These were the male and female swords of the ancient general Liu Bei, but they seemed to be incomplete.

The young man in black robe was completely different from any opponent Li Yan had encountered before. He had a calm aura and his way of holding the sword was also unique.

He was seen holding the female sword in his left hand slightly forward and downward, and raising the male sword in his right hand slightly above his head, ready to wait quietly for Li Yan to arrive.

At this moment, Li Yan blinked and a clone appeared on his right side, and the two of them ran towards the young man in black robe together.

"Can he split himself into two? He's quite a guy with strange abilities..." The young man in black robe restrained his breath slightly. The next second, he took a step back, raised the sword above his head and suddenly swept forward. Suddenly, a series of prompts popped up in front of Li Yan.

【Danger! 】

[Detected the ancient god general Liu Bei's exclusive skill: heroic slashing flames! ]

[Heroic Blaze: A blazing sword energy is swept out in front of the target at a fixed point. It will cause burning after hitting the target, causing serious harm to the human body. It will do double the damage to the skin, blood vessels, wounds, etc. Please be careful to avoid it.]

"Is this a special hint for facing ancient gods and generals..." Li Yan's eyes narrowed and he moved to the side. However, his clone on the right was not so lucky. The young man in black robe seemed to be slashing towards his clone directly.

The clone Li Yan raised the golden-framed wooden stick in his hand to resist, but the damage of this [Heroic Blaze] was obviously not low. This sword energy made the clone Li Yan unable to stabilize his body, and the whole person was blown backwards. In desperation, the clone Li Yan enlarged the golden-framed wooden stick in mid-air to increase the weight and force it to stop.

Even so, this sword energy caused him quite a bit of damage, and he might not be able to fight with Li Yan for long.

He said to his original body Li Yan: "Don't be hit by this kind of sword energy too many times, or you will be overwhelmed."

The original body, Li Yan, understood the situation and the golden-framed wooden stick in his hand quickly grew longer. He pierced the black-robed young man from a long distance, but...

"clang--!"

In this brief moment, a layer of black evil spirit appeared around the black-robed young man's body, forming a protective shield, and the golden-framed wooden stick was not broken for a while.

He grinned and said to Li Yan: "Excuse me, this is a skill that comes with the male and female swords of the ancient god general [Liu Bei]. It's very useful, right?" At the same time.

Another prompt popped up in front of Li Yan:
[Detected the ancient god's body protection skill: Black Evil Body Protection]

[Black Evil Bodyguard: Damage received within 0~2 seconds after release will trigger the evil shield, which can effectively resist attacks within 5 times the attack force. Only attacks exceeding this multiple can break the shield. Duration is 3 minutes, cooldown time is 3 minutes]

"I see. More than five times..."

Li Yan took back the golden-framed wooden stick and leaped into the air. His black eyes suddenly turned golden at this moment, and the flaming dragon and tiger energy circled along the golden-framed wooden stick. The next moment, as Li Yan suddenly clasped the stick with his five fingers, the golden-framed wooden stick began to grow larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking from below, that was the pillar of heaven standing above Li Yan's head, which made the faces of many enemies below turn slightly pale.

The young man in black robe known as [Black Evil] also felt something was wrong at this moment. He bet that the force of this blow might exceed 5 times. It was at this moment that he realized that the man in front of him was not someone to be trifled with.

He quickly ordered the people around him, "Go, surround and fight in rotation, avoid a head-on confrontation. I'll hold this guy back, and you guys deal with the fat guy and his clone. He won't last long."

"Yes." The men dispersed one by one and headed straight for Qianli Pangpang and Li Yan's clones. Since they couldn't defeat the original bodies, they should be able to take down the clones and this fat guy, right?
Seeing that these people were going to besiege Qianli Pangpang, Li Yan said to his clone and Yang Jian:

"Save the fat man!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian immediately gave up fighting with the enemy in front of him and came over to protect Qianli Pangpang.

At the same time, Li Yan, the clone who had been protecting Qianli Pangpang, enlarged the golden-framed wooden stick in his hand, quickly rose from under the feet of the three of them, and took them to the air to hide, because he already knew what the original body was going to do.

Here, Li Yan changed his mind and smashed the golden-framed wooden stick weighing 16,000 kilograms onto the ground at the group of enemies who were surrounding Qianli Pangpang.

The ground breaks with one stick!
The smoke and dust are rippling!

All the enemies who were originally approaching were blown away by the aftermath in an instant, while Qianli Pangpang and others in the air were not affected, which made the black-robed young man on the opposite side look angry.

"No moral ethics!" he shouted at Li Yan.

Li Yan smiled, kicked his foot in mid-air and swooped down: "Are you worthy enough to talk to me about martial ethics?"

Seeing this, the young man in black robe held the male and female swords in front of him, apparently to block Li Yan's stick.

"Don't you see how much you weigh?" he said.

"Are you talking about me..." His eyes narrowed. At some point, Li Yan, who had descended from the sky, created a golden and red arc. The golden-framed wooden stick in his hand flashed quickly and passed right in the middle of the young man in black robe.

As soon as he stopped walking, Li Yan was already standing behind the young man in black robe, with drops of red blood dripping from the golden-framed wooden stick in his left hand...

"do not want!"

At this moment, a hurried voice came from afar: "Don't kill Heisha!"

(End of this chapter)