The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

ya fucked up...

Yang Xiaochan stood on the cloud, closed her eyes and bit her lip, not daring to look at the tragic scene below.

A short sword returned with a few drops of black tiger blood and fell back into her hands. It was exactly the one Yang Jian got from Taiyi Daoist.

Okay, just open your eyes, Chu Qian said softly beside her while suppressing a smile.

Yang Xiaochan opened her eyes to look, and breathed a sigh of relief.

More than a hundred soldiers who should have been buried at the same time by her full-strength sword were piled up unharmed into a hill and built on the edge of the big pit.

Although those guys were howling constantly, there was actually no damage.

Yang Xiaochan tapped her forehead, and began to worry about how her brother would scold her later.

Is this saving lives? Because of inaccurate strength, when he killed the black tiger with one sword, he almost also wiped out the hundreds of soldiers that the black tiger was chasing...

If Chu Qian hadn't made a timely move to move the hundreds of soldiers away, Yang Xiaochan's sword would have been extraordinary.

come back.

Yang Jian's voice sounded beside Yang Xiaochan's ear, still so gentle.

Yang Xiaochan stuck out the tip of her tongue, and returned with Chu Qian on the cloud.

The tens of thousands of soldiers on the ground had already started shouting for immortals, but Yang Xiaochan felt a little hot on the face.

Ashamed.

Fortunately, Yang Jian didn't scold her, but instead comforted her a few words, and reminded her to practice supernatural powers and spells more, Yang Xiaochan repeatedly agreed, looking forward to the next journey of eliminating demons.

Two people and one monster continued to sail forward in a boat, looking for the most vicious monster in the endless mountains at the junction of Nanbuzhou and Central China.

The sound of ding-dong zither was played again in the fairy boat, lingering and immersing in it.

Listening to the sound of the piano, sometimes I feel like dancing, sometimes my heart is inexplicable, sometimes I turn to sing softly, and sometimes it rains plantains, which arouses people's enthusiasm.

Hearing the music of the zither, one is farewell to the world of mortals, one is entering the clouds, one is penetrating the darkness, and the other is breaking people's hearts.

Chu Qian played three pieces, Yang Jian stood up and looked at the disconnected ridge hundreds of miles away.

There was billowing black smoke, and a mountain of white bones formed in the black smoke. There was a burly figure sitting on the throne of white bones, and he also looked at the flying boat where Yang Jian was.

Although separated by hundreds of miles, the two seemed to be looking at each other, seeing each other in each other's eyes.

This monster should be beheaded.

Yang Jian said in a low voice.

He closed his eyes and slowly raised his energy to the strongest state.

Chu Qian whispered: Shangxian, please be careful, this monster is said to have seen the secret of Da Luo, it is fierce and unpredictable.

Yang Jian shook his head, turned his head to look at Chu Qian and Yang Xiaochan, and said: You come slowly, the results will not be divided, don't move forward.

At this moment, gusts of black and red aura gushed out of the Broken Mountain, covering the sky and covering the earth, condensing into a huge skull, and screaming at the fairy boat!

In an instant, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling for thousands of miles around, and the great tomb of the ancient city more than 300 miles south of Broken Mountain was full of resentment!

snort!

Yang Jian's response was just a cold snort, his figure flashed out of the fairy boat, and Qian Kun spread out, and immediately rushed out of Duanshan, three miles away.

Brother, be careful...

Before Yang Xiaochan finished shouting, Yang Jian had disappeared, but at the place where ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, an astonishing aura pierced the sky and broke through the thick cloud!

Just heard a deep voice coming from the Broken Mountain, the sound shook thousands of miles!

Yang Jian, a member of the Jade Cauldron?!

It's me, how?

After asking and answering, Yang Jian's arrogance was fully displayed, and his figure stood between the sky and the earth, although it was small, it was vast!

It's you who came to provoke me today! Even if I die, your master can't blame me!

Hahaha! Yang Jian raised his head and laughed.

When a man moves across the world, why use his teacher's name to make everything happen?

Yang Jian roared angrily, and the black and red mist dispersed!

Come to fight!

The big monster hidden in the Broken Mountain is also a ruthless character, and immediately responded with a roar: Surrender!

The huge ghost face opened its mouth wide, and smashed at Yang Jian overwhelmingly! Yang Jian stepped off his horse in mid-air, clenched his right fist, and tilted his body to accumulate strength, just waiting for the black and red ghost to hit him with a punch without fancy!

There was a loud bang, and between the sky and the earth, streams of black air were scattered and rushed in all directions.

Although the black and red ghost face was blown to pieces, Yang Jian's face turned pale for a moment, and he continued to deal with it solemnly.

This is the enemy.

The big monster in the mountain smiled and said That's all, and rushed out of the broken mountain, turning into a flesh and blood man with a height of 13 feet, wearing a black scale armor, but his face was covered with white bones!

In an instant, the demonic aura soared to the sky, and the sky was dyed red with blood!

Yang Jian glanced at his palms and smiled wryly. When will he be able to get his long knife?

The Xuangang is added to the body, the body is filled with profound energy, and the twenty-three mysterious beads are spinning around!

Without saying a word, immediately bully yourself forward!

The big black and red monster looked mighty, but it waved a large banner, turning into ghost shadows all over the sky. Thousands of ghosts screamed, covering Yang Jian's figure directly in it!

Come on, this monster is good at attacking the soul!

Chu Qian let out a soft cry, with a hesitant expression on her face, but Yang Xiaochan was so nervous that she couldn't speak, she couldn't see through the ghosts, and she was feeling uncomfortable.

Suddenly!

open!

With a violent shout, a roar suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth, and Yang Jian's figure appeared between the sky and the earth again, with two beams of divine light in his eyes sweeping away, and the ghosts disappeared in a blink of an eye!

Chu Qian was taken aback for a moment, but an inexplicable look bloomed in her wonderful eyes, and she exclaimed: What a magical power!

The divine light in Yang Jian's eyes faded, and his figure charged forward again.

The three-foot-old monster roared in anger, and waved the blood-colored banner with both hands!

In an instant, the sky was like a hole, and a pitch-black ghostly aura filled the sky!

The ground seemed to ooze blood, and waves of blood rose into the sky, and the bones of the dead rose and fell in the waves of blood!

Yang Jian didn't change his face when he saw this, he grabbed the Shadowless Profound Handle Sword, and the sword intent pierced through his body, turning into a long rainbow, smashing into the black air of the boundless sea of ​​blood.

As soon as he entered the black air of the sea of ​​blood, a series of blood-colored figures emerged, forming a battle formation, and facing Yang Jian!

kill!

Yang Jian's eyes were also bloodshot, and with a sweep of the sword, thousands of blood spirits were blown to pieces!

He started to charge, his power was unstoppable, and he didn't stop!

Boom!

Suddenly he heard the sound of a zither, and the celestial music entered his ears. Yang Jian's figure was shaken, his profound energy circulated, and his eyes became clear again.

Hundreds of miles away, under the clouds on the top of the mountain.

Chu Qian, who was dressed in white, fell down and sat here, holding a Yaoqin in her arms, playing her fingers to condense the rhythm of the fairy, and inadvertently, she was already peerless.

Another girl stood beside the qin, watching the battle situation hundreds of miles away with her eyes motionless.

At this moment, Yang Jian heard the sound of the piano, but reflected the surrounding environment exactly in his heart, the charge was even more brave, and the blood spirit was even more fragile.

The sound of the zither is sometimes passionate, Yang Jian opens and closes, and the bloody waves of the rush are all scattered.

Sometimes he turned back in a low voice, but Yang Jian fought steadily, cutting all the black energy that was trying to fascinate him.

Chu Qian's fingertips contained pure demon power, and Yang Jian was surrounded by a layer of light white mist, protecting his soul...

Although it was the first time that the piano and fist combined, it was perfect, and Yang Jian seemed to have endless power in his heart.

On the other hand, the big black and red monster waved the blood flag more and more difficultly. Yang Jian had already rushed in front of him, and there was no way to stop him at all!

The bloody skeleton suddenly raised its head and roared, waves of blood and black energy reversed and poured into the monster's body at top speed.

The three-foot-tall body swelled rapidly, and turned into a hundred-foot-tall giant in a blink of an eye, and the blood streamer turned into a hundred-foot-long spear, and smashed down on Yang Jian's head!

Clang!

The sound of the piano turned into the sound of killing and cutting!

Yang Jian raised his head suddenly, and the divine light in his eyes bloomed again, directly smashing the rolled up blood banner!

And Yang Jian took a deep breath, and the aura around his body turned into a sharp sword intent. He bent his legs and jumped up, and a shadowless and invisible giant sword soared into the sky!

He seemed to be facing the long spear, but when he was head-on, his figure suddenly flashed, and the huge sword went directly over the long spear, from bottom to top, and cut into the throat of the black-red giant monster!

A huge white skull soared into the sky, but it opened its mouth wide, and three white lights flashed!

Those were three white bone daggers, which rushed towards Yang Jian in a zigzag shape!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred on the top of the mountain hundreds of miles away, and Yang Jian couldn't help but lose his mind!

A green-haired giant claw covered ten miles away, and directly slapped Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian!

An old but angry roar came from the claw: As a monster, you really deserve to die!

It was Chu Qian who was talking about it.

But when the giant paw slapped it, I suddenly heard a chuckle: Although this girl is a monster, she has been regarded as the hero of my human race, and she has nothing to do with your monster. Do you want to offend my Taoist sect for the sake of a big monster?

A quaint picture scroll slowly unfolded above Chu Qian and Yang Xiaochan...