As the five people got closer and closer to Yang Jian, Yang Jian could see a grim smile on their faces.
At this moment, Yang Jian shouted: "Get out!"
"boom!"
As soon as the shout fell, a powerful force swept across all directions with Yang Jian as the center. The four cultivators who rushed up with all their might did not even touch Yang Jian's body, as if they had hit a glass, and their faces were twisted.
The next second, they were like they were hit by a running train and all flew backwards.
Even the thatched hut they were in was divided into pieces.
What is a gap? This is a gap.
After the four immortal cultivators fell to the ground, they all looked shocked.
"My God! This is... the power of the saints! Our actions alarmed the saints in the fairy world!"
"Is there such a young saint in the fairy world? He looks like he is only in his early twenties!"
"The power in him is very similar to what we felt before. Our companions lurking in the Li family were killed by him."
Yang Jian was so scared that his opponent was just like this just by showing the tip of his iceberg.
To be honest, it's quite boring.
Moreover, Yang Jian still remembered the requests from several heavenly priests. He only used the power of the peak of the quasi-saint, and was still a distance away from the saint. But even so, it scared several people from other worlds so that their souls disappeared from the seven souls.
However, Yang Jian's attention was instantly attracted by what the last cultivator said.
He said that the saint of the Li family was his companion, and that he knew so quickly that the saint of the Li family was killed must be because he could know the situation of his companion through some method. I think it is true that if the fairy world is so big, how can they contact each other if they don’t have a similar method?
After all, their actions are organized.
Since there is organization, there will naturally be commanders.
Yang Jian said calmly: "I didn't expect to find out your core figure so soon and tell me the way you contact the commander. It's best to tell him where he is. As long as you make me happy, I can't kill you."
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, hesitation appeared on the faces of the five immortal cultivators.
Of course, people's hearts are separated from their belly. In order to prevent them from acting, Yang Jian deliberately blocked the space around them. If they want to escape, they must at least have the power of the saint level. Seeing this, the hesitation on their faces quickly turned into despair.
Yang Jian raised his hands and said confidently: "Now, can you answer?"
One of the cultivators from another world said dejectedly: "Did we tell you that you won't kill us?"
After receiving Yang Jian's affirmative answer, he said helplessly: "The person who is directly responsible for commanding us is here..."
"Puchi!"
The cultivator who answered Yang Jian was originally standing at the upper left of Yang Jian. The moment he spoke, the cultivator behind Yang Jian rushed up like an arrow, piercing through his throat with a sword, and blood immediately spurted out of his throat and mouth.
After such a critical part was severely damaged, the cultivator could only make an unpleasant breathing sound in his mouth, and he could not answer a word.
On his face, all Yang Jian could see was shock, confusion, and unwillingness.
I guess at the last moment he would never have thought that he would be killed by his companions.
After his throat was pierced, his companion pulled the sword in his hand hard, slashed his head directly, and split his into several pieces.
After the immortal cultivator died, Yang Jian said indifferently: "You can even kill your companions without hesitation. I can't keep up with this, but I don't understand why you have to do it. Don't you know what you do will make you all die here?"
The killer cultivator looked childish. Although he seemed to be twenty-seven or eight years old, he should be a type who never cared about the world and was just a dedicated practice.
He raised his head slightly and said with confidence: "We have been preparing to die in the fairy world since we went to the fairy world. We all know that the fairy world is so chaotic now. If we are not careful, even the saints will be in danger of falling. But in order to win in the end, what is the slightest sacrifice?"
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment and was speechless.
This young man made a lot of sense, but it would be very unpleasant to be like this kind of person on the opposite side.
The moment the young man finished speaking, Yang Jian moved slightly and appeared in front of the young man the next second. When the young man was shocked and full of shock, Yang Jian pointed at his eyebrows again, and his finger force suddenly burst out.
The next second, a blood arrow spurted out from the back of the young man's head, which was mixed with white brain matter, and the wound was in a straight line with the young man's eyebrows. It was obvious that Yang Jian's finger force directly penetrated his head.
The young man fell to the ground and died without even snorting.
After the young man was killed, the remaining three immortal cultivators were shocked.
They couldn't help but take a few steps back, their faces full of horror.
Yang Jian took the opportunity to ask: "Can anyone answer the few questions I just asked? "
A few immortal cultivators look at me and look at you, but no one is willing to stand up first.
Yang Jian said lazily: "Since no one is willing to say it, forget it, my deity's patience is not very enough. At worst, I can just look for it myself. You guys have all gone to hell to be loyal to your leader."
After saying that, Yang Jian was about to take action.
The three immortal cultivators quickly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and then said everything Yang Jian wanted to know.
From them, Yang Jian knew that the people who commanded them were hiding on the side of the Sanqing, but their men were already spread throughout the immortal world, assassinating immortal cultivators from all camps. Otherwise, with their weak strength, they would probably not even have the ability to get a bargain in the end.
So before the real decisive battle comes, they must try their best to weaken the strength of all parties in the fairy world.
Yang Jian shook his head helplessly and turned around and left the thatched hut.
What these cultivators in other worlds really despise Yang Jian. They thought that these small moves would lead to the final victory? Unfortunately, people like Hongjun are always standing on the mountain that they cannot cross.
When Yang Jian walked out of the thatched hut, he heard the rejoicing voices of three immortal cultivators.
They probably thought they had escaped.
Yang Jian turned his back to the thatched hut and slapped his palm back and said, "Although this does not seem to be very trustworthy, there is nothing right or wrong on the battlefield. Today you can betray your boss because of your greed for life and fear of death, and you can fight in the fairy world again because of your greed for life and fear of death. It is safer for you to stay in hell."
"boom!"
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the thatched hut exploded directly, and the mustard of grass in the sky was flying in the air.
In fact, if they were targeted by Yang Jian himself, Yang Jian would be too lazy to kill him. After all, they could not hurt him. But in the future, they might harm other immortal cultivators in the fairy world, so Yang Jian would not be as kind as a woman.