The distance between Yang Jian and the middle-aged man was not far, and he rushed to Yang Jian as soon as he moved.
When his attack came down, Yang Jian quickly raised his hand to block it and was ready to release the force. But when the attack really hit him, Yang Jian felt that no matter how fully prepared he was, it was meaningless.
Because the middle-aged people now are so different from just now.
Although his fists were very heavy just now, because Yang Jian was a saint who demonstrated the Tao through force, and his strength was not too far behind him, he could barely resist it. But now, Yang Jian felt as if his arm was being struck by a knife.
When I cut it, my bones felt a sharp pain.
If the middle-aged man's strength could be increased a little more, Yang Jian felt that his hand could be broken.
Yang Jian groaned and immediately retreated back to Yuanshi Tianzun and Sun Wukong.
Yuanshi Tianzun and Sun Wukong wanted to help again.
Yang Jian didn't give them a chance at all, endured the pain, and faced the middle-aged man again.
Yang Jian knew very well that although Yuanshi Tianzun and Sun Wukong's participation in the battle could reduce his pressure a lot and even win easily, he also had his own arrogance and self-esteem. He now also exists in the realm of heaven. As the god of war in the immortal world, he wanted to personally
Defeat your opponent.
If he needs help from others to deal with people who are in the same realm as himself, where can he put his face?
When Yuanshi Tianzun saw Yang Jian's actions, how could he not understand Yang Jian's thoughts?
He let out a long sigh.
"Yang Jian's competitive spirit is too strong. Although it is not necessarily a bad thing, he wants to defeat an opponent in the realm of heaven by his own strength, and he is also a peak heavenly expert who wants to fight hard. The difficulty is not that difficult."
According to what he meant, even if Yang Jian successfully broke through to the realm of heaven and surprised him, he still didn't think highly of Yang Jian.
Sun Wukong was silent for a moment, but his opinion was different from his.
"Let's take a look first. Isn't Yang Jian completely defeated now? Maybe he really has a trump card that he hasn't used yet. If we help now, it will be a huge blow to Yang Jian's self-confidence."
At the same time, Yang Jian had already approached the middle-aged man and started to fight back.
"Chaos is endless, stars rotate! Stars in the sky! Reveal them to me! Create a star barrier for me!"
As soon as Yang Jian came up, he attacked with all his strength, trapping the opponent with the star barrier space of the Chaos Zhoutian Star Formation. The middle-aged man probably didn't expect that Yang Jian had such a method, so he couldn't help being surprised and looked around in panic.
For people at their level, the most fearful thing in a battle is having their opponent control the rhythm.
When Yang Jian trapped him with a method he had never used before, you can imagine his anxiety.
Taking advantage of his panic, Yang Jian launched a powerful attack.
He kept parrying the middle-aged man with his fists and kicks, and used all the moves he knew. In order to win, he was fighting with all his strength, and he did not dare to give the middle-aged man any chance to regain his temper.
Chance.
During this process, the middle-aged man tried to fight back several times at the risk of being seriously injured.
But Yang Jian had long thought that he might do this.
As soon as he showed any signs of counterattack, Yang Jian would attack more fiercely, forcing him to retract the idea of counterattack. At first, the middle-aged man's face was full of anger and resentment, and he glared at Yang Jian like
He wanted to eat Yang Jian alive.
But later on, he started to panic.
He kept looking around, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes full of anxiety. One look at his look, and Yang Jian knew that he wanted to choose a way to escape.
As his injuries became more and more serious, he probably knew that he could no longer defeat Yang Jian, so he wanted to escape first and then find a chance to avenge his shame later. He really smelled the smell of death and began to be afraid of Yang Jian.
But Yang Jian has already seen his thoughts, so how could he give him a chance?
Yang Jian punched hard again.
This process is a long story, but it actually lasts only five seconds. In order not to give the middle-aged man a chance to breathe, the frequency of Yang Jian's attacks can be described as a violent storm, and the speed of injuring the middle-aged man is also very fast.
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After Yang Jian punched out with his last punch, Yang Jian put away the Chaos Zhoutian Star Dou Formation and allowed the middle-aged man to fall in front of Yuanshi Tianzun and Sun Wukong.
Yuanshi Tianzun and Sun Wukong were both shocked.
They looked down at the middle-aged man on the ground, and saw that the middle-aged man's face and body were covered in blood, and several of his front teeth were missing. Just looking at his appearance, an uninformed person would probably think that this middle-aged man was a middle-aged man.
The young man had just been beaten by hundreds of people.
They looked up at Yang Jian again, and saw that except for two lines of nosebleeds and blood stains on his fists, Yang Jian had no injuries on his body.
Moreover, the blood on Yang Jian's nose was caused by the middle-aged man beating him at the beginning, not when he was fighting desperately.
For a moment, they all looked at Yang Jian strangely.
"Yang Jian, I remember that when you were at the peak of your sainthood, you said that you could compete with the beings in the realm of Heavenly Dao. Now that you have broken through to the realm of Heavenly Dao, is it possible that you, who have proved the Dao with strength, can compete with the strong ones above the realm of Heavenly Dao?"
"Since you have already had the strength to defeat your opponent, why don't you use it from the very beginning? Isn't it interesting to make us fearful?"
Both Yuanshi Tianzun and Sun Wukong complained about Yang Jian.
But their faces were full of smiles.
They were obviously still very happy.
Yang Jian explained helplessly: "Don't think too much of me. I don't want to be entrusted with an impossible task because my strength is overestimated. I just took him by surprise to defeat this guy."
The middle-aged man lay on the ground and said weakly: "You have some self-awareness. If you do it again, I will definitely defeat you."
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Sun Wukong half-crouched in front of him and poked him with a stick: "You have already been defeated by Yang Jian, how can you have the nerve to say such a thing? I, old Sun, don't care if Yang Jian catches him by surprise or not.
Anyway, if you lose, you won’t be able to leave alive, and you won’t have a chance to make a comeback.”
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Sun Wukong with wide eyes.
It is estimated that when Sun Wukong was chatting with him, he still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that he would not die.
Sun Wukong suddenly shattered his last expectations, and one can imagine his mood.
But after a brief moment of shock, the middle-aged man laughed again and said: "Just die, what's the big deal? Anyway, I'm not your strongest opponent. Even if you kill me, the extraterrestrial demon you call will come sooner or later."
You take revenge. Your so-called victory is just living longer."
"Poof!"
Yang Jian was not in the mood to listen to this guy's nonsense, so he just blew his head off and killed him.