The master of the Huajin realm laughed loudly, and the laughter exuded an unbridled smell.
He pointed his right index finger at Yang Jian's nose and said arrogantly: "I heard not long ago that someone defeated my subordinates and made them fail the mission. I thought it was the Dragon Soul man who took action. Later, I learned that the person who started the action was a young man named Yang Jian, and I secretly admired him, but unfortunately I saw him today..."
As he spoke, the master of the Huajin realm shook his head gently with a look of disdain.
Yang Jian knew that a large part of the reason he said this was to hit him.
But he should have similar thoughts in his mind if he can say such words.
Yang Jian said with interest: "Do you want to say that I am so fond of fame? I don't know what I did, which made you have such a thought?"
"You have not yet discovered your stupidity, but you have proved that you are so frivolous! Tell you bluntly, I know that the Dragon Soul people have just left, and it is because of this that we dare to take action. Don't you know that there is a saying in China that is 'The most dangerous place is the safest place'?"
Of course Yang Jian knew this sentence.
When the master of the realm of Huajin said this, Yang Jian had already guessed the idea of purgatory.
People in Purgatory must feel that they were night when they last acted and selected places that were rarely visited. With the experience of the last time, Dragon Soul would definitely take care of similar places, so they did the opposite and deliberately attacked Huangfu Qingyue during the day.
They even plucked up their courage to take action where the Dragon Soul people just stayed.
Yang Jian admired them for their courage.
However, this cannot change Yang Jian's position.
Yang Jian shook his head gently and said, "You've calculated it wrong."
"What's the meaning?"
The master of the Huajin Realm sneered and said, "Do you want to tell me that you have a way to contact the Dragon Soul? Yes, the Dragon Soul people just came out of your house and should want to invite you to join the Dragon Soul. You must have a Dragon Soul contact information, but I won't give you the chance to contact them."
"No! I said you're wrong. I don't need to use the power of the dragon soul to deal with a clown like you. Do you know why I can't see the way to attack the purgatory? Because my strength can make me dissolve everything! When I can solve everything with my fists, why bother me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jian took action!
He moved his body and rushed to his opponent like lightning.
A master in the realm of Huajin probably wouldn't have imagined that Yang Jian would have such an amazing speed, or that Yang Jian would have taken action without saying hello. The sudden change made him look shocked and he completely forgot to react.
However, masters in the realm of Huajin are not easy to do. When Yang Jian's fist was less than one foot away from him, he finally woke up.
But the remaining distance cannot allow him to avoid calmly.
He could only watch Yang Jian hit him and knock him to the opposite wall.
"boom!"
The master of the Huajin realm flew backwards like a cannonball, and slammed firmly on the wall behind him. The wall, which was more than ten centimeters thick and seemed extremely solid, was hit by the master of the Huajin realm, and it suddenly seemed to be made of tofu and was smashed to pieces.
A large amount of gravel flew around like bullets.
Huangfu Qingyue, who was watching the battle on the side, was shocked and hurriedly protected Li Mengxue in front of him and helped Li Mengxue resist the flowing stone.
As for Yang Jian, he doesn't take these flowing stones seriously.
The master of the Huajin realm struggled for a long time in the pile of gravels, and finally stood up staggeringly, but was a little embarrassed.
Compared with him before, he was like rolling around in a garbage dump at this moment, with a lot of dust on his body and his clothes becoming riddled with holes. Of course, compared with his external image, his internal changes are the greatest.
If his attitude towards Yang Jian was arrogant before, then now he would become terrified and horrified.
"You used true qi just now? How could it be? Are there such a young and powerful ancient martial arts practitioners now? Which inheritance do you come from?"
The voice of speaking in the realm of Huajin was trembling, and the more he spoke, the more terrifying his face became more obvious. It was obvious that although Yang Jian's identity as an ancient martial arts practitioner shocked him, what really shocked him was the inheritance standing behind Yang Jian.
Although this so-called inheritance does not exist, the masters of the Huajin realm obviously do not think so.
Regarding this, Yang Jian also knew some of the situation from Mr. Yang.
The current known practice system is basically divided into national martial arts, ancient martial arts, and superpowers. Among them, ancient martial arts is difficult to cultivate strong strength because of the restrictions of the Dharma-Ending Age. There are only a few who can practice to the innate realm at the age of Yang Jian, so there are only a few inheritances and preserve ancient martial arts practice.
And these existences that have been passed down from unknown era, God knows how powerful they are.
Yang Jian knew that using this background would bring him a lot of convenience, but he disdained the use of foxes and tiger power.
He sneered and said, "Who said that only people from ancient inheritance can develop strong strength? I am a young man with extraordinary talents, so he can't learn without a teacher?"
After Yang Jian’s play here, he felt that it was almost done, and his actions became much heavier.
He punched the master in the Huajin realm, sank his chest, and at the same time he slapped his left hand hard on the opponent's Tianling Cover. The master in the Huajin realm shook his whole body, flipped his eyes upward, and fell down softly.
Seeing that the battle was over, Li Mengxue and Huangfu Qingyue both breathed a sigh of relief.
The tired Huangfu Qingyue simply sat on the ground and gasped for a long time.
While helping Huangfu Qingyue wipe the blood and sweat on his body, Li Mengxue looked at Yang Jian with a complicated expression, and the curiosity in her eyes became even more serious: "Yang Jian, you are becoming less and less like you before. After the last incident, I thought you were just a little capable, but who knew you were even better than Sister Qingyue."
"Li Mengxue, are you praising me? Or are you trying to say something? In fact, no matter what I am now, just treat me as Yang Jian. By the way, when a woman becomes curious about a man, it means she begins to fall."
"Yeah?"
Li Mengxue smiled faintly and said, "It depends on whether you have the ability to capture me."
Yang Jian was stunned. The real monk was confused. Why did Li Mengxue's reaction completely different from that of an ordinary girl? Is she hinting that Yang Jian is pursuing her? Or is she just joking with Yang Jian to deal with Yang Jian's jokes?
But I can't figure it out for the time being, and Yang Jian is too lazy to care.
He picked up Huangfu Qingyueheng and walked back, explaining: "Huangfu Qingyue was not seriously injured, so it would be better to go back with me to heal the wound first. As for the walls and ground that were broken just now, I think you, the first-time girl, can handle it easily?"