I am not a serious young man

Zheng Jian had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, thinking about this time and space, as long as Shen Gongbao didn't let Zhao Gongming come out of the mountain, San Xiao wouldn't come out either.

In this way, no matter what the outcome of conferring the gods is, at least a few positions can be spared.

Now, these four people actually came out because of themselves!

Even Yunxiao came...

Zheng Jian was still very moved in his heart. After pondering for a while, he finally said: "All right, all right... You are all here, why don't you stay for a meal and have a sip of tea before leaving?"

Yun Xiao: "???"

Zhao Gongming: "???"

The resentment value from Zhao Gongming is +8999, the resentment value from Yunxiao is +6999, the resentment value from Qiongxiao is +7999, and the resentment value from Bixiao is +9999.

No, at first Wen Zhong was so moved that he didn't want to, but Zheng Jian suddenly said this, and his old waist was almost flashed...

Listen to this is human words?

"Damn bitch, I'm not leaving! Don't worry, if they dare to bully you, I'll show them how powerful the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation is!" Bi Xiao scolded with a smile.

"Junior brother Zheng, we came all the way to help you, just to have some food before we go back? Are we short of this food? There are no fish in the East China Sea, or what?" Zhao Gongming looked at Zheng Jian with a helpless expression.

Zheng Jian said casually: "There are no fish in the East China Sea, but there are in the North Sea! There is a fish in the North Sea, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot. When it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng is so big that it takes two Barbecue grill. One is braised in soy sauce, one is spicy, and a glass of fine wine will take you to explore the world together! How about it, is it enough?"

In the big tent, everyone petrified collectively.

━━∑(~□~*|━━

The resentment value from Zhao Gongming is +8999, the resentment value from Yunxiao is +6999, the resentment value from Qiongxiao is +7999, and the resentment value from Bixiao is +9999.

At this time, everyone had one and only one thought: this person is poisonous, very poisonous!

It's just a deep well of ice...

Being so humbled by Zheng Jian, everyone even forgot the apostate Chang-eared Ding Guangxian...

The next day, Zheng Jian asked Wen Zhong to remove the exemption card.

Therefore, the immortals of Chanjiao came to the front of the formation again, and Taoist Ran Deng said loudly: "The light of the pure immortals on the opposite side of the poor Taoist temple is condensed and does not disperse. There must be a Taoist brother Jiejiao coming. Why don't you come out and see?"

Zheng Jian stepped out proudly, and said with a smile: "Ah! Old friend, you have been defeated and defeated repeatedly! Last time, you were four together. This time, no matter what the situation is, the whole teaching will be brought here for you." Already? If you lose again, won’t you call your parents again?”

Daoist Burning Lamp: "..."

Nanji Xianweng smiled kindly, and replied: "This must be the deputy leader of Jiejiao, fellow immortal Taoist! How old is this old man, and I will say a few words by relying on the old to sell the old. If the words are not pleasant to listen to, I hope the fellow Taoist will not blame you." ah."

Zheng Jian glanced at the Antarctic Immortal, um, yes, this old man is still very good-looking.

Look at Dao Xing again, oh, the corpse-killing quasi-sage!

He wasn't sure how many corpses he would kill...

So, Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and said loudly: "Is it the Antarctic fairy, you are not a fool, you are a fool, even a fool! You are still relying on the old to sell the old, if you really want to sell, don't be here, I want to go to the West There must be a brothel in Qicheng, go there and sell it! From a poor perspective, your old man will grow stronger and stronger, the old tree will grow old roots, the old man will push the broken car, and you will be old and lost. Maybe you can still be happy when you grow old. Did the two armies sell their old ones before?...Xiang, look how considerate my suggestion is, one-way service, and professional delivery to your home...Hey, what are you shaking all the time? Could it be a stroke? This is it You lit the lamp incorrectly, so I will ask you, if the fairy has something wrong, how can you explain it to the second uncle?...Hey, hey, stand still, don't breathe..."

There was an uproar in the audience.

The merchant army burst into laughter!

The resentment value +8999 from Taoist Ran Deng, the resentment value +7999 from Antarctic Immortal, from...

All of a sudden, the background notification sound exploded again.

After Zheng's fitness, Bi Xiao almost died of laughter, "Giggle, this bastard's mouth is too poisonous! I'm dying of laughter, and the Antarctic fairy will be pissed to death!"

The Antarctic fairy was ridiculed by tens of thousands of mortals, only felt dizzy, and the figure riding on the white deer couldn't help shaking, "You...you...you..."

Zheng Jian didn't forgive anyone at all, and scolded: "What are you? Antarctic old thief, old man, I, Zheng Jian, have never seen you like this~thick, cheeky, shameless person! Get back quickly, I see you , It can be said that you are inferior in human eyes, I really want you to compare with my disciple Yang Jian's Xiaotian dog, and see whose eyes are lower in human eyes!"

Nanji Xianweng's face was pale, and he yelled, knocked down from the white deer, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was weak.

The resentment value from the Antarctic fairy +10000.

Seeing this, Zheng Jian shook his head regretfully, he is a quasi-sage after all...

It seems a bit difficult to scold this old guy to death like Zhuge LED!

However, it is enough to be proud of being able to vomit blood from the quasi-sage!

Looking at the world of "Fengshen", who else can I have?

Daoist Ran Deng's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted: "Zheng Jian, you are too much!"

The resentment value from Taoist Ran Deng is +9999.

……

Chapter 631 Master and apprentice, we must be neat and tidy

Before the battle between the two armies, Zheng Jian crazily collected the resentment value of the immortals.

"The sound of ding ding ding is simply the sound of nature!"

Seeing the anger of the immortals in the Chanjiao, Zheng Jian decided to add another fire, and shouted back: "Ma Lihai, play music! Dao brothers of Yuxu Palace, please allow me to present you a song "Crying for the Emperor's Heaven!" ", send you to heaven!"

In the astonished eyes of Wen Zhong and others, Mo Lihai jumped out, holding a pipa, and posing a cool poss.

Zheng Jian chuckled, took out his peerless suona, and put it near his mouth.

The next moment, the sound of suona piercing the sky sounded, and the war song "Crying for the Emperor"!

Mo Lihai's red hair kept shaking with his head, and his body swayed with the rhythm.

The funeral song of babbling, fluttering before the army formation.

The sound waves are too strong, and you will be knocked to the ground if you don't shake!

On the side of the interception, there are black lines all over their heads...

On the opposite side, the teaching side, listening to the funeral divine comedy, was shocked by Zheng Jian's shamelessness...

The resentment value +8999 from Taoist Ran Deng, the resentment value +7999 from Antarctic Immortal, from...

Beside Randeng Daoist, Nezha's eyes were getting redder and redder, and the evil spirit all over his body was so strong that he panted angrily, "Let me fight, I will kill him!"

Daoist Ran Deng shook his head, "Nezha, you are no match for him! This battle is not easy..."

The Nanji fairy had calmed down at this time, took a pill, and his face returned to rosy. He patted Nezha on the shoulder, and a peaceful breath came out, dispelling Nezha's evil spirit, "Nezha Martial nephew, calm down."

Nezha's womb suddenly cleared up, and immediately said: "Thank you, Uncle!"

After all, he charged out with a sharpened gun and stepped on the Hot Wheels.

"Who dares to fight me?" Nezha roared angrily.

Zheng Jian glanced at Nezha, "The ones standing here, besides the pipa player next to me, who else can you beat?"

Nezha: "..."

Amidst the laughter, Yang Jian walked out slowly, "Nezha, you and I haven't decided the winner before, and today we just have another fight!"

"I can't ask for it! Come on!" Nezha pointed his gun at Yang Jian, his body full of mana.

Yang Jian smiled and greeted him.

At the moment, in front of the two armies, Yang Jian and Nezha are fighting together.

One "Eight Nine Xuan Gong" is exquisite and unparalleled, and there are changes in the sky and earth; one has many magic weapons, the incarnation of lotus, and is not afraid of heresy and strange arts.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds, and gradually became a real fire.

So, they looked at each other and rushed to the sky.

Nezha showed three heads and six arms, with magic weapons such as the fire-pointed spear and the universe circle, and Yang Jian also greeted him with the magic power of the law, heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the moment Nezha's shot was separated by Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife, Yang Jian's eyebrows and sky eyes suddenly opened, and an invisible force hit Nezha's chest.

"Pfft..." Nezha suddenly vomited blood, and his breath became weaker.

Daoist Ran Deng watching the battle below couldn't sit still, "How dare you, thief?"

As soon as he moved, Zheng Jian's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, "Whoever dares to move, a certain family will immediately send him to the list of gods! Do you think that there is no one to stop teaching?"

While speaking, Nezha had already been beaten back by Yang Jian, and he could only parry, but had no power to fight back.

Daoist Ran Deng was in a hurry, Nezha was the third-generation disciple most valued by Yuanshi Tianzun, and immediately shouted: "Dear friends, don't be polite to them, save Nezha!"

Beside him, Guangchengzi, Qingxu Daodezhenjun and others all rushed out.

Seeing this, Zheng Jian cut out a sword light without hesitation, blocking several people in front of him.

"Why, it's a fair fight. If you lose your strength, you will fight in groups?" Zheng Jian sneered, and Zhao Gongming, San Xiao and others rushed out behind him.

Seeing that a chaotic battle was about to break out, the battle in the air had already been decided.

While Nezha stabbed Yang Jian in the abdomen, Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife directly chopped off Nezha's head.

Nezha, go to the list!

"Nezha!" All the immortals in Chanjiao shouted.

"Okay! Daoist Taiyi has been waiting for you for a long time... Since you are a master and apprentice, you should be neat and tidy..." Zheng Jian laughed loudly, "Yang Jian, go back to the formation to heal your wounds, let me see who dares to touch you!"

Yang Jian put away Nezha's fire-pointed gun, Qiankun circle and Fenghuo wheel, and returned to the main formation of the merchant army under the eyes of the immortals who explained and taught the immortals to kill.

"Fellow Taoist, Nezha has already entered the list, please return the magic weapon of Jinguang Cave to me!" Nanji Xianweng said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Zheng Jian asked doubtfully, "Isn't that my apprentice's spoils of war? The corpse is right there, you can take it if you want!"

Anji Xianweng was trembling with anger, took a step, and came to the formation, Cang said: "Daoist friend, when it comes to talking about kung fu, the old Taoist is willing to bow down! But you are going against the sky, the old Taoist must suppress you, for Master Nezha I will send you to the list for revenge!"

Zheng Jian came to Nanji Xianweng holding the Qingping sword, and said proudly: "Old man, it is not sure who will send whom to the list!"

The Antarctic fairy Haoxuan got angry again, "It's useless to talk too much, the old Taoist is here to learn the Jiejia Shangqing Immortal Method!"

After the words fell, one of them pushed the Taoist crown on his head, showing half an acre of blue clouds, and two incarnations appeared on it.

The Antarctic Changsheng Emperor of the later generations has a profound Taoism!

"Junior Brother Zheng, this battle should be fought by the poor!" Yun Xiao said flatly.

"No need! Sister can just sweep the formation for me." Zheng Jian was full of fighting spirit, this was the first time he had leapfrogged the challenge since he entered the Conferred God.

The quasi-sage beheading two corpses, the Antarctic fairy who can be called the number one expert under the leader of the interpretation of religion!

Zheng Jian also showed the incarnation of the lowly lord on the Qingyun, holding a thunder knife, with a solemn momentum.

The immortals on both sides were silent.

Suddenly, Zheng Jian moved, and the Qingping sword emerged in his hand, a faint light flashed, and he took the lead in cutting out the sword.

All over his body, countless heaven and earth vitality surged, and thousands of sword lights condensed. At the point of the sword, all the colors around him faded away, almost as if everything in the world was solidified, leaving only black and white and death.

The face of the Antarctic Immortal was calm, and a crystal jade Ruyi appeared in his palm, which was the three treasures of the Lingbao, Yu Ruyi, bestowed by Yuanshi Tianzun.

With a light wave, black and white flow between the sky and the earth, all kinds of colors return, and the three-color light sweeps across the ten directions.

At the moment when the sword light intersected with the three-color light, Zheng Jian felt as if he had fallen into an indescribable quagmire, his movements became slow, and his life energy began to disappear quickly.

"As expected of the Antarctic Immortal..." Zheng Jian smiled, and used "Cut the Way to See Me" to suppress his own life essence, resisting the erosion of the Sanbao Yuruyi in the hands of the Antarctic Immortal.

"Crack! Bang!"

The void was dark and gloomy, and the bucket-thick thunder roared down, completely covering the area where the Antarctic fairy was located, but it was Zheng Jian's incarnation who took advantage of the situation and slashed out.

The Nanji Xianweng's face remained calm, and the three precious jades in his hands bloomed with five colors of brilliance, illuminating the mountains and rivers. As the treasure of enlightenment for a saint, he was not worried at all about being caught by Zheng Jian's weird copper coins.

At first, the two still controlled their own mana to avoid harming the innocent, but soon ascended to the void with a tacit understanding, and then let go of their quasi-sage mana, and crazily confronted each other.

Nanji Xianweng is a master of elucidation and education who cut off the good and evil corpses. His magic power is extremely profound, and he releases endless jade emptiness fairy techniques at will, and evolves countless Taoism techniques. The void is constantly shaking like boiling water, showing his extremely powerful terrifying power.

Zheng Jian hadn't used his full strength for a long time, and now he has the strong Nanji Xianweng to accompany him to fight. Various methods emerge one after another, and the sword light evolves thousands of times. .

Down below, ordinary people can no longer see the battle at high places.

But people like Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, and the immortals of Chanjiao can clearly feel the immortal energy boiling in the void.

Yun Xiao's face was always cold, and he said indifferently: "I didn't expect Junior Brother Zheng's Taoism to be so profound. The strong man who killed two corpses by the Antarctic Immortal could hardly suppress Junior Brother Zheng. I am relieved."

Bi Xiao's eyes were still a little nervous, "Sister, although the bastard is powerful, but after all, her cultivation level is not enough. Compared with the old man in Antarctica, maybe she doesn't have enough mana... or not enough magic weapons...or, I'll go Lend the golden scissors to a bitch?"

Yun Xiao: "I've said it all, Junior Brother Zheng will not be defeated! You don't need to add superfluous things!"

Bi Xiao stuck out her tongue, "Oh! Chanjiao is a villain!"