Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 13 Flight
Ghost smiled, this kid is becoming more and more popular, which is a good thing.

"What skills did your external spirit bone bring to you?"

Yang Jian stretched his wings, he was in a good mood, he was finally able to fly by himself, he was fed up with being carried around by ghosts.

Yang Jian felt it, and smiled for the first time, "Do you want to try it?"

Of course, Ghost would not have any objections, nodded, and summoned that black smoke again, "Come on, don't be too powerless."

Yang Jian waved his wings, first the whole person left the ground, and stopped at a height of about ten meters. The two wings, one black and one white, stopped waving, but Yang Jian was still floating in the air.

The pure black and white feathers shot towards the ghost, and the feathers disappeared after touching the ghost's black smoke, which seemed to have little effect.

Gui Mei frowned. Although this attack power was not bad among the great soul masters, it was a bit far behind Yang Jian's second soul skill.

Feather's attack has not stopped, it is constantly launched from the wings behind Yang Jian, and the feathers on the wings are not missing.

Gui Mei roughly calculated that there are at least a thousand feathers. Judging by Yang Jian's appearance, he can continue. It seems that although this skill is not powerful, it is not bad to win by numbers.

Guimei took the initiative to say, "Yang Jian, it's alright, there's no need to continue, no matter how much you come with this power, it's just tickling me."

Yang Jian said lightly, "I haven't started yet, since you are in a hurry."

Yang Jian, who was suspended in mid-air, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Chaos Explosion!"

With a loud bang, the black smoke and ghosts disappeared. The black smoke was completely destroyed by the explosion.

But the ghost felt something was wrong the moment Yang Jian raised his hand, and fled away in an instant.

Yang Jian smiled slightly, and returned to the ground, "People, you must not be hurt by my weak attack."

The ghost suddenly appeared in front of Yang Jian, and gave Yang Jian a head bump, "Why did you attack so lightly? How did you do it? Ordinary soul saints don't have such a strong attack power. You must know that you are still a big soul!" Master."

Yang Jian said lightly, "Because of those feathers you look down upon."

Yang Jian didn't hide it from the ghost, even if he didn't tell the ghost, he could still guess the truth. After all, the disadvantages of his trick are too obvious.

"Those feathers didn't disappear directly, but turned into wisps of chaotic air. Simply put, if this skill wants to deal huge damage, it has to keep attacking the same place."

Ghost nodded. Although this skill is not limited, it is already abnormal. It can be said that there is no one in history who can launch this level of attack at the level of a great soul master.

Ghost asked, "Then how many levels are you now, can you feel it yourself?"

Yang Jian nodded, his tone still indifferent, "Level 26."

A six-year-old 26-level great soul master, Gui Mei was surprised once. This child really doesn't know how far he can reach in the future. Fortunately, he is a disciple under the Pope's crown.

Ghost suppressed the surprise in his heart, "It's time for us to go back, can you fly with these wings, do you need to take you for another ride?"

"No, I can do it myself."

"Oh? You know that flying is not that simple. Without practice, you can't even master the basic balance, let alone long-distance flying."

Yang Jian didn't wait for the ghost to finish speaking, he waved his wings and flew to the direction of Wuhun City first, saying bluntly that Yang Jian had been flying in the sky longer than the ghost in his life.

The ghost had no choice but to follow behind Yang Jian, for fear that something might happen to Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian returned to his residence, it was already dark. After dinner, he went back to his room and began to practice.

If the level of my own soul power becomes higher, the progress of Bajiu Xuan Gong should also be faster. Sure enough, the current soul power is almost double that of when I didn't absorb the second soul ring. All the soul power turned into energy began to drive Ba Jiuxuan work.

The soul power in Yang Jian's body can't last long after practicing Bajiu Xuangong. After the soul power is exhausted, he has to use the Jiuzhuan Yuangong to restore the soul power, and then practice repeatedly.

During the cultivation, Yang Jian discovered a very serious problem. During the cultivation, the total amount of his soul power did not increase at all. That is to say, if he practiced eight or nine profound arts, the improvement of his soul power level would stop.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Little Junior Brother, why don't you come to me when you come back, open the door quickly."

Yang Jian reluctantly stopped practicing, and instead of going to open the door, he responded, "Senior Sister is already very late, so let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to do."

"No, the teacher asked me to come, and I have something to explain to you."

After Hu Liena said that, Yang Jian had no choice but to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Hu Liena sat on Yang Jian's bed carelessly, "Little brother, your place is still very rough."

Yang Jian stood without approaching Hu Liena, and said calmly, "It's enough, just a few foreign objects."

Hu Liena said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you so far away from me, come and sit down."

Seeing that Yang Jian didn't move, Hu Liena got up and pulled Yang Jian to sit beside her.

Yang Jian said with a stiff tone, "Didn't you say something is wrong, what is it?"

Hu Liena wrapped her jade arms around Yang Jian's shoulders, approached Yang Jian and teased, "Let me tell you, junior brother, you won't be able to find a wife after you behave like this. Don't be so cold."

Yang Jian stiffened for a moment, gently shook Hu Liena's arm away, and said coldly, "If you don't want to kiss a man and a woman, please respect yourself."

Hu Liena smiled and didn't care, "You little brat, why are you afraid that the senior sister will eat you?"

Yang Jian didn't reply anymore, the road is long, how dare you talk about the love between children, women are just stumbling blocks on the road of practice.

Hu Liena continued to ask, "What is your second soul ring, and what level is it now, you have to let Senior Sister, don't upgrade so fast, or the teacher will criticize me again."

Yang Jian said calmly, "Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Senior sister, you have never put cultivation in your heart, let alone me. It is not difficult for any ambitious person to surpass senior sister."

Yang Jian continued to make up his sword, "You can still play around all day long. After a few years, the peers around you will surpass you one by one. When you see it, you still have no face to be the Pope's disciple."

"But it's enough for the teacher to have me as a disciple to support her, and it doesn't take much food to raise a waste."

"Enough!" Hu Liena was on the verge of tears at what Yang Jian said, and ran out with red eyes.

Hu Liena cried and ran back to her room. Now she hated Yang Jian to death, and she did nothing wrong. She actually said that to me. She obviously cultivated. Isn't it because your talent is better than mine.

Yang Jian silently closed the door, and began to practice Bajiu Xuangong again.

The reason for saying these words is to annoy Hu Liena, so that Hu Liena won't bother her all the time. Now she just wants to practice and doesn't want to waste time on anything.

Maybe it can stimulate Hu Liena to concentrate on cultivation.

In this way, it was better for Hu Liena.

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