The giant god fell down, and the heaven and earth fell silent for a moment.
This is an absolute humiliation.
What is Yang Jian’s identity? The well-deserved first among the disciples of the three religions and three generations, the youngest Daluo Jinxian, and the youngest quasi-saint. Even in the heavenly court, he was on par with the Tota Heaven King Li Jing, and even better!
But what is the Giant Spirit God? He is just a slave of two surnames, a lackey of Hongjun Daozu, and a pioneer general under Li Jing!
What qualifications do such a guy have to ask Yang Jian and ask him if he can still eat?
"You really don't know how to live or die! It's ridiculous. Being a dog, but you don't even have the awareness of a dog! Giant spirit, today is your end of the world!"
Yang Jian sneered indifferently, raised his head, stared at the giant god, and grabbed the small earth temple in the distance.
"Zheng!"
In an instant, a clear and trembling sounded, and the cold light flashed. Although it was covered with gaps, the three-pointed two-edged sword that still exuded a sharp force suddenly flew into Yang Jian's hands.
The moment he held the three-pointed two-edged sword, Yang Jian's waist and back suddenly straightened, his head full of white hair and he danced without wind.
At this moment, it made people feel that even if the sky collapsed, Yang Jian could not bend over; even if the earth was covered, Yang Jian could not bend his knees; no matter what kind of force was ahead, Yang Jian could not be retreated half a step!
If Emperor Xin was here at this moment, he would definitely feel that the Yang Jian he was familiar with was back!
"Wow...Wow..."
The snarling dog sensed the changes in Yang Jian's aura, and then raised his head and roared at the giant spirit god.
"you……"
The giant spirit god felt the change in Yang Jian's aura and frowned slightly. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have made a wrong decision and provoked the wrong person!
The old tiger is in its vigor!
Although Yang Jian is in his twilight, he is still Yang Jian, and the invincible Yang Jian!
"kill!"
But unfortunately, it was too late for the Giant Spirit God to regret it at this moment. Yang Jian's eyes were raised and his eyes were blooming. After a cold shout, he rose up from the ground. The three-pointed two-edged sword drew a strange arc and slashed heavily at the Giant Spirit God.
The giant spirit god hurriedly raised Xuanhua's axe and wanted to block it.
"Clam!"
The knife appeared like a dragon. When the moment it fell, the deafening roar immediately spread out in all directions, as if there were endless rolling thunder, wandering between the sky.
"Um?"
This sound came, and Di Xin, who was rushing to the speed, suddenly turned around and looked at the place where the sound came.
He sensed the fluctuations of his breath and the erection of fighting spirit. Yang Jian seemed to have taken action against someone!
He wanted to turn back, but in the end, he didn't look back. He knew that if he turned back, his identity was completely exposed!
Moreover, he believed in Yang Jian even more!
The old tiger is so heroic. Maybe it is the aging Yang Jian now, maybe it is the desperate Yang Jian, but this kind of Yang Jian is even more terrifying!
Because he is no longer afraid of death and does not care about what he can sacrifice. A fearless person, an existence that cannot threaten nothing, is the most terrifying thing!
And all this made him even more happy!
When Yang Jian takes action, it means something. There is still a ball of fire burning in Yang Jian's heart. As long as the fire is there, he will not be despair!
There is still a fire burning in Yang Jian's heart, and there is still hope. So, in this world, there may be more like Yang Jian, and there is still a ray of flame in his heart. He wants to illuminate this world and ignite the existence of hope!
"Crack...Crack..."
At this moment, the three-pointed and two-edged sword fell behind, and suddenly cracks appeared along the Xuanhua Axe and spread rapidly.
In the end, the Xuanhua Axe turned into pieces, like a storm, and it was rushing out in all directions, splashing heavily all over the ground.
But even so, the trajectory of the three-pointed and two-edged sword falling still did not stop at all and was still falling.
"No... Yang Jian, I am under Hongjun's seat, you can't kill me!"
When the giant spirit heard the sound, he hurriedly raised his head and looked at Yang Jian, threatening with a fierce look on his face.
"Did I kill less under Hongjun's seat?"
Yang Jian sneered, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes. The three-pointed and two-edged sword wrapped in the sharp and extremely sharp sword energy and drooped downwards, like a big star falling, falling on the body of the giant spirit god. The blade passed by, and the body of the giant spirit god was split into two in an instant, turning into two halves, scattered all over the ground.
Blood rain was like a waterfall, scattering towards the Guanjiang River below. In an instant, the entire Guanjiang River turned into a dazzling red color!
"what happened?"
"Why did the Guanjiang River turn red? Why did the blood rain fall in the sky?"
Below, the people at Guanjiangkou were frightened and looked up at the sky, not knowing what was going on, and such an unusual situation would have happened.
This scene even made them feel a sense of despair. Over the years, such things have happened so many strange things, and they have even made many people feel that the world has come to an end and is on the verge of collapse.
"A dog, come and tease me!"
Yang Jian slowly put away the three-pointed two-edged sword, looked indifferently at the giant spirit god's body that was slowly disintegrating, and sneered.
"Click!"
But at this moment, a purple thunder suddenly appeared along the sky and rushed towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian waved the three-pointed two-edged sword and hit him horizontally, but he was still stumbled by the purple thunder, stumbled back, vomiting blood, his breath was scattered, his head looked even more scattered and withered, and the light of his eyebrows became much dimmed.
"Hongjun!"
Yang Jian stumbled and retreated, and then he stared at the purple divine thunder and rushed to the place, muttering, and the anger in his eyes was about to turn into a real gushing flame.
He knew that it was Hongjun Daozu who was punishing him and punishing him for his daring to attack the giant spirit god!
But, so what?
He, Yang Jian, cannot be provoked!
The anger in Yang Jian's heart, the unwillingness in his heart, and the despair in his heart, had been accumulating for too long, and he urgently needed to find a catharsis like a giant spirit god and burst out!
"Wow...Wow..."
The Xiaotian Dog jumped up, hurriedly caught Yang Jian, and shouted twice with concern.
"It's okay, it won't take your life!"
Yang Jian waved his hand and signaled that Xiaotian Dog should not be so worried.
And his eyes were involuntarily looking towards the direction where Emperor Xin left.
No matter who you are, no matter what hope you say, but hope, you can quickly let me see this hope and let me do something for this hope!
Otherwise, I am really worried that one day, I will be crushed by this despair and will fight to the death with the three-pointed two-edged knife in my hand and make unnecessary sacrifices...