Chapter 92 Immortal power! How dare you blaspheme!
Yang Jian withdrew his fist and looked at the man, unable to suppress the curiosity in his heart.
Judging from the man's words and deeds, he obviously knew the special features of the temple. He led the Dragon Soul people here to use the spiritual energy in the temple to fight. But where did he get the confidence to control this huge power?
More importantly, where did he learn that strange Indian style?
While Yang Jian was observing silently, the Dragon Soul people rushed forward and worked together to attack the man.
Captain Dragon Soul and Hao Jian waved his sword at the same time, and the weasel also hit his fist without hesitation. Even Huo'er attacked with superpowers in the rear. To be honest, this was the first time Yang Jian saw the Dragon Soul people working together to attack a person.
Seeing their cooperation with Wujian's posture, Yang Jian felt that it would take some trouble to go up and resist.
This terrifying combat power is enough to threaten the masters of the Gangjin realm.
The captain of Dragon Soul sneered: "Although you don't know what you want to do, you can't succeed."
"Do you really think the Dragon Soul can stop me?"
During the conversation, the Dragon Soul members had successfully hit the man, and the swords of Captain Dragon Soul and Hao Jian stabbed the man. However, the man seemed to be wearing soft armor. Even if he was hit by a sharp weapon, he would not have any scars on his body.
Not even his clothes were damaged.
Five or six centimeters outside his body, a strange force blocked the attack.
"boom!"
At the same time, the fireball fired by Huo'er drew a beautiful parabola and landed on the man's head. The light of the fireball exploded covered the man's head. Just looking at this scene, Huo'er's attack was very beautiful, but Yang Jian noticed that the strange force blocked the flames.
When the light of the flames dissipated, the Dragon Soul everyone saw the man's condition and his face changed drastically.
Captain Dragon Soul's sword was still pressed against the man, forgot to take it back, and said in a daze: "How is it possible? How can such a thing be done?"
The man smiled coldly, his whole body shook slightly, and a terrifying force bounced away the Dragon Soul.
Huo'er was far away and was not affected by a frontal impact, but was still repelled three steps.
It was not until this moment that the man clenched his fists and said confidently: "What a powerful force, I should have come here to fight you from the beginning, rather than sacrificing my subordinates for nothing. But it doesn't matter. After defeating you, I will become the strongest person in Asia, and I can regroup! "
"Bang!"
The man suddenly rushed to Captain Dragon Soul at an exaggerated speed.
Captain Dragon Soul quickly stood up and waved his sword toward the other party's neck.
But this man didn't take the attack seriously at all. He slapped his right hand casually and slapped the sword in Captain Dragon Soul's hand away. Under the impact of powerful force, Captain Dragon Soul's right hand was twisted at a strange angle, clearly dislocated.
When Yang Jian saw this, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
The captain of Dragon Soul is also a super expert between the Huajin Realm and the Gangjin Realm. When facing the Huajin Realm, he can be said to be an invincible existence. However, this man just knocked his weapons away with a casual blow.
Even his wrist was dislocated.
If he had punched Captain Dragon Soul with all his strength, wouldn't he be able to kill him instantly?
The moment the weapon was knocked away, Yang Jian saw the man grinning and attacked him again.
While attacking Captain Dragon Soul, he grinned and said, "Just relying on your three-legged cat kung fu, you can be the captain of Dragon Soul? You can go on the road."
Yang Jian stepped hard under his feet, and his whole body squeezed between the man and Captain Dragon Soul like a whirlwind.
Even the man's fist was blocked.
Yang Jian clenched his fist and said, "Don't think it's great to get powerful power with the help of external forces. This power does not belong to you, and you can't have it for a long time. Moreover, even if you can have it temporarily, you will definitely have to pay a heavy price."
"Are you preaching to me? Just you? Don't think that your name is great!"
Yang Jian said calmly: "Do you know what power you are using?"
"Of course I know."
The man said arrogantly: "In my country's myths and legends, immortals from ancient Chinese times appeared in this place, and he left a very powerful force here. As long as we know the Dharma, we can temporarily borrow his power."
After hearing his explanation, Yang Jian couldn't help but sneer.
Although to some extent, the man’s statement is not wrong. After borrowing the spiritual energy here, the man’s combat power can be comparable to the masters of the Gangjin realm in a short period of time, and even more so, there is no free lunch in the world.
Yang Jian originally wanted to say something, but the man had already punched him.
"Bang!"
The captain of Dragon Soul suddenly stretched out his left hand and blocked the opponent's fist for Yang Jian. When the power burst out, he flew backwards like a cannonball. After falling heavily to the ground, a large piece of granite floor tiles in the temple broke.
Captain Dragon Soul reminded Yang Jian with a pale face and said, "Yang Jian, don't fight with him. His strength is already above Nangong Xuan and his son, and even you can't win. If you continue to waste your time with him, just wait until the deadline for him to borrow this power has passed."
Yang Jian disagreed with Captain Dragon Soul's statement.
Even if the opponent is stronger than Nangong Xuan? Yang Jian is not the Yang Jian of the day now!
Yang Jian swept across the ground, and at the same time he slapped the man in the face with a palm, tripping him to the ground. When the man landed, Yang Jian punched him hard again, beating him up like a shrimp.
A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, the man was significantly weaker.
He lay at Yang Jian's feet, his face was very pale, his eyelids were trembling, as if he weighed a thousand pounds.
"Yang Jian... You are really worthy of being the one who destroyed Nangong Xuan and his son. I have obviously borrowed the power of the ancient immortals, but I still can't beat you. Are you already even more powerful than the immortals back then? This is impossible!"
Yang Jian smiled secretly in his heart.
No matter who the immortal was back then, there is no doubt that Yang Jian was stronger than him.
Otherwise, he, the true Lord of Zhaohui Shengsheng Erlang, could have found a piece of tofu to kill him.
Of course, Yang Jian has not returned to his peak state. The reason why he was able to defeat this guy easily was because he knew the other party’s weaknesses.
Yang Jian said calmly: "I am definitely not as powerful as the immortals at that time, but I told you just now that this power does not belong to you, and you have to pay a heavy price to use it. This is from the high-level power of the immortals, how can you blaspheme it?"
"You...how could you know so many things at a young age? Who are you?"
The man was obviously completely shocked by Yang Jian's comments.