"Well? That's... Jile Sanren?" At this moment, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly turned and fell to the direction of a corner. At this time, a purple figure rushed into the battle formation in Xuanyou Valley, and terrifying purple winds and mists also spread in the battle formation. Wherever they passed, the people around were also tilted, and an abnormal flush appeared on their faces.
"court death!"
After seeing this scene, a cold light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. It was obvious that Yang Jian recognized the other party's identity at a glance. It was the leader of the Jile Sect, Jile Sanren, and naturally had no favoritism towards Yang Jian, a person from Jile San. At that moment, a terrifying murderous intent also erupted from Yang Jian's body. The next moment, his body shook and he directly came to the sky above Jile Sanren.
"Die for me!"
At this moment, Yang Jian did not slacken at all. With a wave of his hand, two terrifying dragon-shaped energy shot out instantly, directly covering Jile Sanren's body.
"What!? Not good!"
After feeling the breath in the void in Zhou, the face of Ji Lesan Ren below also changed suddenly. The next moment, when he closed his hands, a small purple tripod appeared in Ji Lesan Ren's hand, directly covering his body. It was the Ji Le Sect's magic weapon, Ji Le Sect's God Cauldron.
"Bang!" A dull sound came immediately. The divine cauldron of Jile was instantly bombarded by Yang Jian, but it was not destroyed. It was obviously of extraordinary quality. After the body of Jile Sanren shook for a while, he reacted directly, and his eyes immediately fell on Yang Jian, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
"It's you!" Then, as if he had thought of something, a trace of resentment flashed through Jile Sanren's eyes.
"Do you know Master?" After seeing the other party's appearance, Yang Jian was slightly stunned.
"You killed my child!" Ji Lesanren said coldly, and a terrifying and crazy murderous intent also erupted from Ji Lesanren's body.
"So that's it, right. The waste was indeed killed by Master I, just a person who didn't know how to kill him. Master I originally wanted to go to the Jile Sect to send you father and son to reunite. But I didn't expect that you could not wait so much and actually delivered it to your door in person. Since that's the case, Master I will send you on the road today!" Yang Jian sneered and said directly.
"Bastard. Damn kid, I'm fighting with you. Today I will use your head on my neck to pay tribute to my son's spirit in heaven!" Jile Sanren immediately roared, and the purple cauldron smashed directly at Yang Jian's body.
Because of Yang Jian, the Jile Sect has now fallen from a top-notch sect to a first-class sect at the bottom of the first-class existence. It also made his only seedling die. The hatred of Yang Jian in Jile Sanren's heart is so terrifying that it is almost crazy. Even Jile Sanren has ignored the gap in absolute strength between the two, and at this time he is almost completely lost in his mind by hatred.
"The Spirit of Heaven? What a joke. That waste has long been destroyed in both form and spirit. Where did the Spirit of Heaven come from? Since you are so anxious to die, I will give you a ride!" Yang Jian sneered and rushed up without any hesitation. The true body of the Xuanhuang Holy Dragon directly moved to the extreme.
A series of terrifying fist spirits soared into the sky and rushed directly towards the purple cauldron.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
After a while, there were only dull sounds, and the purple cauldron was directly bombarded by Yang Jian, and then Ji Lesanren's body was instantly bombarded by Yang Jian. In the void, Ji Lesanren also sprayed a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant, obviously he was suffering a lot of trauma.
"It's really irrelevant to want to kill me even if you have this little strength!" Looking at the extremely embarrassed Jile Sanren, Yang Jian also showed a sneer on his lips. Although Jile Sanren is a master of the Heavenly List, no matter which aspect, it is obviously a big gap with the previous Emperor Qingtian. He is not Yang Jian's opponent at all.
"Damn it, bastard, don't be too proud too early. Even if I die today, I will take you as a cushion!" After saying that, in an instant, an extremely terrifying aura of destruction suddenly burst out from Jile Sanren's body. A violent aura also emanated from him.
In an instant, Jile Sanren's cultivation level instantly broke through the peak of the ancient god and entered the level of the great emperor.
"Burning essence and blood? It's really a way to die!" After seeing this scene, Yang Jian obviously saw that the other party was obviously burning essence and blood. Not only was there no fear on Yang Jian's face, but he was full of mockery and disdain.
Even if Yang Jian stops taking action now, he will not be able to hold on for long. He will soon be exhausted due to the exhaustion of essence and blood, which will not pose too much threat to Yang Jian.
"Die for me!" Jile Sanren grabbed the purple cauldron in his hand again and smashed it towards Yang Jian.
"The mantis arm is a chariot, overestimating one's own ability!" After seeing this scene, Yang Jian also showed a sneer on his lips, and his huge fist also directly met him again.
"Boy, die! Blow me!"
Seeing that Yang Jian was about to fall onto the small tripod, suddenly a bloodthirsty and decisive light burst out from Jile Sanren's eyes, and a handprint instantly made in his hand. Then, the light of the purple tripod suddenly surged, and an extremely terrifying and violent destructive aura also emanated from it.
"Not good!" After feeling this aura, Yang Jian's face was slightly stunned, but then he seemed to think of something, and his body instantly retreated.
"Boom!" At this moment, the purple cauldron exploded in an instant, and a violent aura suddenly soared into the sky, instantly lifting Yang Jian's body away, and an extremely terrifying powerful force immediately rushed towards Yang Jian's body.
"Damn it! The holy lotus protects the body!" The next moment, Yang Jian did not dare to be negligent at all. With a thought, he summoned the Holy Lotus of Burning Heaven and stepped on his feet. A colorful light curtain suddenly hangs down, covering Yang Jian's body.
Although Yang Jian's physical body has surpassed the level of an ancient artifact with the blessing of the Xuanhuang Holy Dragon's true body, there is a self-destruction of a top-quality ancient artifact in front of him. This is obviously not something he can resist. Perhaps his physical body will not fall, but injury is definitely inevitable, and he immediately summoned the Holy Lotus of Burning Heaven immediately.