After knocking the middle-aged man away, the middle-aged man lost his balance for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face. Neither his mental state nor objective conditions allowed him to fight back or resist Yang Jian's attack. Such a good opportunity, Yang Jian
Of course you won't miss it.
He immediately caught up with him as fast as he could.
When his fist hit the middle-aged man hard, loud noises came like thunder.
In an instant, Yang Jian punched the middle-aged man thousands of times.
When Yang Jian was knocked down by the heaviest blow, the middle-aged man followed in Yang Jian's footsteps and fell to the ground.
The solid ground of the fairy world was hit hard by the middle-aged man, and a huge deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground, as if it had just been hit by a meteorite. At the bottom of the pit, there was another bottomless human-shaped pit.
Hole.
The middle-aged man had already been buried because of Yang Jian's attack.
Yang Jian stood on the edge of the pit, looking down at the human-shaped pit at the bottom and said: "Don't think that your level is great. Although level represents the strength of a cultivator to a certain extent, level is never the only measure.
standard."
"boom!"
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the human-shaped pit at the bottom of the pit was exploded.
The middle-aged man jumped up again.
At this moment, his face was full of anger, his hair was messy, and his clothes were full of holes. Compared with his handsome appearance at the beginning, he was really embarrassed now. The immortal cultivators from the outside world saw his appearance.
, his face changed.
After the death of the three saints, the middle-aged man was their only support.
If even the middle-aged people are defeated, their fate can be imagined.
However, neither Yang Jian nor the middle-aged man could care about those ant-like immortal cultivators.
The middle-aged man said with a ferocious face: "Yang Jian, who do you think you are? In the fairy world, you were once the first person among the saints. Did the title of the God of War in the fairy world make you so proud that you can't find the north? How dare you
Preaching in front of me? You'd better think about yourself!"
The middle-aged man was so angry that he attacked Yang Jian again.
When they clashed again, the immortal cultivators on the demonic side outside the territory were of course unable to capture Yang Jian and the middle-aged man's movements, or even their figures. For them, this was already a decisive battle on another level, and they were even the spectators.
No qualifications.
If anyone at the scene could see the battle, it was probably Yuanshi Tianzun and Sun Wukong.
Their eyes swept back and forth very quickly, clearly trying to catch traces of Yang Jian and the middle-aged man. But judging from the expressions on their faces, it was not easy for even them to capture this level of battle.
Easy things.
Yuanshi Tianzun clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "This Yang Jian is truly the God of War in the Immortal Realm. His progress is so fast. And it doesn't matter that he is progressing fast, he can still use every bit of his power perfectly. I can't believe that he just
Break through to the realm of heaven."
Sun Wukong echoed: "No, even if I have the strength of the Heavenly Dao realm, I probably won't be able to fight against the strong men at the peak of Heavenly Dao right away. It will definitely take me some time to adapt to the increased power."
When observing the battle between Yang Jian and the middle-aged man, Sun Wukong was very happy at first.
After all, Yang Jian can compete with the opponent, which means that the balance of victory has tilted towards the fairy world.
Yang Jian could resist him alone, so as long as Sun Wukong and Yuanshi Tianzun came to help, the middle-aged man would definitely die. But after thinking about it, Sun Wukong sighed again, with a look of loneliness on his face, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden.
age.
"Unfortunately, I wanted to fight Yang Jian again to see how powerful he is now. Now it seems that there is no hope for me, Old Sun. The gap between us is really too big."
At the same time, the battle between Yang Jian and the middle-aged man has reached a fierce stage.
When they hit each other hard once and landed on the ground, both of them took a few steps back because the other's strength was too strong. But the difference was that Yang Jian took five steps back before stopping, while the middle-aged man just
Just three and a half steps.
From this point, we can see that there is still a gap between Yang Jian and middle-aged people.
But even so, it is enough to surprise middle-aged people.
He said in shock: "How is it possible? You have just broken through to the realm of heaven, how can you use your power to this extent? It is impossible for an ordinary cultivator to suddenly increase his power so much that he can control it freely."
Yang Jian said lazily: "Didn't I already explain it? I am a person who proves the Tao through strength. Don't use your standards to measure me."
The middle-aged man's face became increasingly ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "You have just broken through to the realm of heaven, and you already have such a strong combat power. What if you continue to grow? You will definitely become our formidable enemy.
"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man's voice became cold, and two cold gleams flashed in his eyes.
Looking at him, he seemed to have murderous intentions towards Yang Jian.
But Yang Jian really doesn’t understand. Could it be that he didn’t want to kill Yang Jian in the first place, but was just playing around with Yang Jian?
Of course Yang Jian didn't believe it, because the middle-aged man did use all his strength as soon as he came up. At that time, his lungs were about to explode, and there was no reason to hold back. However, Yang Jian felt that the middle-aged man at this moment was indeed
Different from just now.
Could it be that he, who has already exerted all his strength, can further improve his combat power?
The middle-aged man seemed to know what Yang Jian was thinking, and sneered: "I have to admit that you are indeed the most incredible immortal cultivator I have ever seen, but no matter how talented a person is, it is meaningless if he cannot grow up. Now you are just
It’s just between the early and middle stages of Heavenly Dao, and I can still kill you!”
"Yeah?"
Yang Jian said disapprovingly: "I have been fighting with you for so long, and I have roughly estimated your strength. Our victory is only 50-50, and this is without the intervention of Sun Wukong and Yuanshi Tianzun. Refund 10,000
Step by step, even if you can defeat me, you will still have to pay a heavy price."
The middle-aged man did not deny it.
He nodded and said with a ferocious look: "I want to kill you, and I have to pay a certain price, but it can kill a genius in his growth and allow us to successfully occupy the heaven. Even if I sacrifice myself, it is worth it!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man attacked Yang Jian again, and his attack was much more fierce.
Yang Jian finally understood why his momentum had changed.
He did not increase his strength, but wanted to fight Yang Jian desperately. When he gave up defense and used all his strength to attack Yang Jian, his combat power could not be improved even if he didn't want to. But Yang Jian really couldn't understand that he had to fight for the extraterrestrial demon.
One party sacrifices his life?
Is he a super strong man in the realm of heaven?
Is he willing to sacrifice himself in order to stifle the growing Yang Jian? To be continued.