Sun Shentong learned some magic skills in the martial arts world since he was a child. Later, he spent money to donate money to a temple official, which can be regarded as a successful career.

Yesterday, a princess came to the temple to pray for blessings, and she said something unintentionally, which aroused his thoughts. Although he had a lover outside, how could he compare to Yin Hongxiu, who was as beautiful as a fairy? Moreover, he later inquired

After some research, Yin Hongxiu was able to choose a husband for herself. If she could get into this kind of relationship, she would be able to live and clothe herself for the rest of her life.

With this thought, he used magic to pretend to be Erlang Shen, planning to deceive her first, but he would be exposed the next day. He had already taken possession of her body, and he was afraid that she would not obey. But he did not expect that last night was so unlucky.

, not only did the princess reject her wholeheartedly, but she also encountered a master in the end and almost lost her life. Although she escaped, she was still slightly injured.

He was about to practice for a few days, but he didn't expect to be forced to come tonight. Although his spells were mysterious, they were no match for martial arts masters in a head-to-head encounter. At this moment, Xu Xian slapped his palm, and the air was like a wave. He saw

Things were not going well, so he immediately used an escape technique to avoid Xu Xian's palm and fled towards the temple in front.

Xu Xian used his clairvoyance to scan and found out that he was hiding underground and using the earth escape method. However, it turned out that he had not yet reached the magic power and could not escape for a long time. When he came to the temple in front, he got out of the ground.

Just as Sun Shentong breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a chill on his neck, and Xu Xian pinched him in his hand. "Where to run?"

Like a chicken with its neck pinched, Sun Shentong shouted in a high voice: "Grandpa Erlang, help!" This shout echoed back and forth in the quiet temple.

Xu Xian's expression changed, and then he smiled and said: "It's useless, it's just a clay sculpture." But suddenly he felt something was wrong. He turned around suddenly and saw a thousand rays of glorious light emitting from the statue of Erlang God, and murmured: "It's boring.

No, it’s useless even if I call you.”

A figure appeared in the colorful light. The light faded away, revealing the figure. It was a clean-faced, beardless, extremely handsome man. The man was dressed in black uniforms, with a jade belt around his waist and a sword hanging on his back.

Standing on the altar, looking at Xu Xian coldly, the appearance of the statue behind him is not exactly the same, but it is much more handsome and majestic. Especially the sinister, cold and arrogant look is something that no matter how good the craftsman is, it is difficult to carve it.

Not coming out.

Xu Xian thought: Not like Jiao Enjun.

Although he did not carry the classic equipment of the three-pointed double-edged sword and the classic pet of the Roaring Dog, his aura was incomparable to the Erlang Shen played by Sun Shentong. But he did not have a third eye on his forehead, but one

The twisted golden thread, which was probably the legendary Sky Eye, made Xu Xian more certain of the identity of the visitor - Erlang God Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said coldly: "Who below me dares to take my temple official?" His voice was like the sound of gold and iron, with a strange trill, echoing in the temple.

Xu Xian couldn't help but said: "The appearance is pure and handsome, with lobed ears and bright eyes. He wears a three-mountain flying phoenix hat and a light yellow collar. Gold boots are lined with dragon socks, and a jade belt is decorated with eight treasures. He has a slingshot on his waist.

In the shape of a crescent moon, he holds a three-pointed and two-edged spear. He once saved his mother by chopping peach mountains with an axe, and hit the two brown phoenixes with his flick. He is famous for his ability to kill eight monsters, and is sworn to the Seven Saints of Meishan. He has a high heart and does not recognize the heavenly family members, and is arrogant in nature.

The god resides in Guanjiang. He is a sincere and sincere spiritual sage who shows great benefit and manifests himself with the name of Erlang."

This poem was written in "Journey to the West" and was written by Wu Cheng'en, specifically praising Yang Jian and Yang Erlang. Xu Xian said it casually, even though Yang Jian had been cultivating his mind for many years, he couldn't help but be stunned at this moment, and his momentum was relieved.

He also heard that the poem was a compliment to himself, and it seemed to be well-written. He was not afraid of all kinds of weapons and magic weapons, but as soon as he showed up, he was hit with a lot of praise, and he felt a little nervous for a moment.

He didn't feel comfortable with it. Although he was not a person who would be moved by words, no one felt uncomfortable hearing his good words. He just listened to Xu Xian read sentence after sentence. As he listened, he felt slightly comfortable, and he quickly calmed down his emotions.

An inappropriate poem immediately made the atmosphere in the temple very strange.

Sun Shentong was also asking for help. He didn't expect to invite such a great master. He was afraid that Xu Xian would persuade him, so he quickly said: "Grandpa Erlang, I don't know how I offended him, and he knocked on my door... ah!"

Xu Xian was annoyed, and pinched hard, and Sun Shentong's next words were stuck in his stomach. Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and the sword on his waist was unsheathed, pointing directly at Xu Xian. Before he could move, Xu Xian felt a deep pain.

The coldness, and the murderous aura that pierced the heart, made me feel like I couldn't escape for a moment, and I secretly sighed that this famous god in the heaven was really something big.

Only by giving up the Sun Shentong in his hand, Luck was full of true energy and raised his hand to resist Erlang Shen's sword energy. The two forces collided together and condensed into a dazzling light group. If this small light group exploded

Come on, this Erlang Temple may not be able to withstand it. Yang Jian waved his sleeve lightly, and the little light ball in the air disappeared without a trace.

A strange color flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. He didn't expect Xu Xian to be able to hit him with a sword, and the energy used was very strange.

Xu Xian took off his mask, revealed his true face, and said: "True Lord, please listen to the next words." He suddenly woke up and realized that Erlang Shen's move just now did not stab him, but three inches to the side of his face.

Give yourself such a sharp illusion.

Yang Jian nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Sun Shentong wanted to open his mouth to confuse right and wrong, but he couldn't say even a single word.

Only then did I realize that this small temple was filled with the momentum of Erlang Shen and Xu Xian, who were invisibly confronting each other. Erlang Shen was like a dark wave, constantly trying to drown Xu Xian. But Xu Xian was like a candle in the darkness.

Although the fire was weak, it could not be drowned no matter how strong the darkness was. But Sun Shentong was completely submerged in the darkness, only then did he know what kind of terrible enemy he had provoked.

Xu Xian then told what he knew about Sun Shentong. He secretly said: Yang Jian's magic power is not comparable to that of Fa Hai, but that evil spirit is not found in Fa Hai. I am probably no match for him.

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Yang Jian frowned, regained his momentum, and asked Sun Shentong: "Is this true?" Sun Shentong naturally denied it and shouted that he was wronged.

Yang Jian closed his eyes and began to think. Xu Xian suddenly felt that this scene was a bit familiar. It was somewhat similar to what happened in the Notre Dame Shrine. He was really destined to be with their family, but it seemed to be a bad fate.

Youdao is a god who is smart and upright. As a first-rate figure among the gods, Yang Jian is naturally extremely smart. How could he be deceived by a mere mortal like Sun Shentong?

He said: "You dare to quibble!" The voice with trembling metal echoed coldly in the temple. He did not intentionally raise the volume, but suddenly there was a lot of chill. He was really as powerful as a prison.

Sun Shentong trembled all over, unable to tell lies, and honestly confessed his crime.

Yang Jian said: "You pretended to be my own name and wanted to do evil things. Your soul should have been scattered and you will never be reincarnated. But if you don't want to achieve bad results, you will be reincarnated!" With a wave of the long sword in his hand, Sun Shentong was all over his body.

For a moment, the body was like a dry leaf, instantly becoming fragmented and turning into dust and dissipating in the air.

Xu Xian secretly sighed at the ruthless tactics, but he didn't have much sympathy for Sun Shentong. His crime was to be sent to the government, and at least he would be beheaded. At most, it was possible for Ling Chi, but now he suffered a lot less.

Xu Xian cupped his hands and said: "True Lord is indeed just and strict. I didn't intend to disturb True Lord Qingxiu, so I'll take my leave!" He turned around to leave, but suddenly froze his figure, and the evil aura behind him rose up again, as if

Thousands of sharp arrows ready to go were pointed at his vest.

Yang Jian said slowly: "Do you want to leave now?" The cold light in his eyes was brighter than the sword in his hand.

Xu Xian slowly turned his head and asked, "What do you want, Zhenjun?" He saw Yang Jian gently holding the sword, his body relaxed and natural, but it gave Xu Xian a strange feeling: as if Yang Jian's person had blended in with the surrounding space.

Forming an indivisible whole. This strange harmony extends infinitely between heaven and earth, quite a gesture of unity between heaven and man. But in Xu Xian, it feels like being stared at by an invisible cheetah in a dense forest.

, I can only feel the lingering traces of murderous aura.

He does not rely on spiritual power, but only reaches this state by himself. The Dharma Source and Fahai that Xu Xian has seen are all first-class strong men among practitioners, but this is the first time he has seen such a posture.

It seems to symbolize the ultimate in martial arts.

Xu Xian completely turned around and faced Yang Jian. At this time, no unnecessary words could be spoken. The opponent's momentum told him that this battle was inevitable. A golden sword gradually condensed in his hand, and he faced Yang Jian.

See.

There seemed to be a hint of admiration in Yang Jian's eyes, but he just pressed the sword without moving. Xu Xian felt that the pressure around him was getting bigger and bigger. If he continued, his momentum would be annihilated.

Xu Xian suddenly let out a low shout, as if a thunder exploded on the ground. With the power of this shout, the golden sword in his hand danced and turned into a golden dragon, jumping and flowing in an unpredictable way, thinking about Yang Jian.

There was no murderous intent from the stormy sea, or the roar of the wind. The long sword in Yang Jian's hand moved naturally, just like the changing flow of the sun, moon, and star city, tracing a mysterious trajectory.

Xu Xian roared like a dragon, a red light shone out from the interlacing of weapons, and the figures separated as soon as they came together.

The two exchanged positions and then turned around to confront each other again. A large piece of the ground in front of the hall was dented, and the towering statue slowly collapsed.

Xu Xian's left shoulder was torn open, and a stream of blood gushed out. The golden body was broken open with little resistance. In the sword strike just now, he used the "fight" formula and the strongest internal force at the same time.

, he even brought the swordsmanship shown in "The Monkey King's Fencing Picture" to the extreme, striking out with the strongest sword, but failing to hurt Yang Jian. Now, the only way to survive is to use his auxiliary personality.
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