Yu Hua also knew that Yang Jian was powerful. As soon as he came up, he raised the soul-killing flag in his hand to the top. Several black energy came out from the flag and covered Yang Jian.
"rise!"
Yu Hua shouted loudly, and the black energy dragged Yang Jian up.
Yu Hua did not want to harm Yang Jian, so he only trapped and captured him, but did not persecute him.
Yang Jian first felt that he could not move, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, at the mercy of Yu Hua, but then he understood that it was a heretical technique.
What is the art of the Left Way? It is a Qi practitioner who does not practice Taoism, but specializes in mantras and spells. This is also related to the dispute between Chanjiao. Chanjiao focuses on understanding the heart of heaven, enlightenment and practice. It focuses on Tao and believes that it can achieve great things.
This is the ultimate goal of the Qi Refiner.
On the other hand, Jiejiao is different. They focus on spells, incantations, treasures, formations and other secret techniques that can make them powerful. However, the human race has limited lifespan and average qualifications. They have specialized in one magic weapon for decades and can use it.
There are many disciples of this secret art.
Just like the Yu Hua in front of me, the Soul Killing Banner is indeed powerful. Yu Hua's decades of practice have long been consistent with it, and even his appearance has changed.
It’s no wonder that Chanjiao, which regards itself as orthodox, looks down on Jiejiao. There are two kinds of thinking: one is orthodox and noble, believing that only practitioners with excellent qualifications can become immortals; the other is to recruit disciples, as long as there are
With a heart towards the Tao, even a stubborn stone can lead to the path of spiritual practice.
As for qualifications, even if you specialize in one secret method for decades, you can achieve extraordinary things and achieve great things.
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Yang Jian is an orthodox sect of the Chan religion, and he practices the magical art of protecting the religion. It is not difficult to deal with this kind of secret art that traps people.
But after all, it was a sparring match, not a life-and-death enemy, so Yang Jian's eyes turned, and his body seemed to stiffen, waiting for several strands of black energy to bind him tightly.
Yu Hua laughed and said, "Yang Jian, you gave up?!"
"Yu Hua, will you look at me again?"
Yu Hua was suddenly startled, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Yang Jian had turned into a wood carving and clay sculpture, and Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword was already pressed against Yu Hua's back.
"What a great Li Dai Tao Zhan technique, I lost this game!"
In just one round, Yu Hua was defeated.
This is also seen from the side and the front. Although the left-handed technique is wonderful, it is very easy to break if it encounters a method of restraint.
"Promise, accept, accept!"
When Yang Jian handed over his hand, he looked like a master.
Hong Jin and Yu Hua admitted defeat one after another, making Xu Fang look extremely ugly. This arena was the helper he had found, but he did not expect that they failed one after another. If he went up, it would have no effect except humiliating himself.
So he could only look at the last person, who was Zhang Guifang.
Zhang Guifang has extraordinary martial arts skills, is also knowledgeable in military tactics, and has mastered the secret art of cutting off the teachings, specializing in souls. This is how he became the number one among immortals.
Emperor Xin had high hopes, and sure enough, Zhang Guifang came up and hit Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword with a mortar and pestle spear tip.
It's just that Yang Jian's arm strength was bronze, and the three-pointed two-edged sword seemed to be in the same arm as Yang Jian's. The blood in Yang Jian's whole body was stimulated, and his hand trembled, which shocked Zhang Guifang to the point of numbness.
"What a martial art!"
Now Zhang Guifang can't help but look seriously at this boy named Yang Jian.
Then there were dozens of moves, all of which were fatal, causing injuries, and Yang Jian was almost stabbed several times. It was obvious that Zhang Guifang had good martial arts skills.
When the other three people saw it, they were all happy. Guifang really cheered them up and cheered them on.
If they can't see it, why can't Di Xin also see it?
From the beginning, Yang Jian had intended to give in, which was also to give himself face. If all four of his bodyguards were defeated, the human king's face would be damaged.
Therefore, Yang Jian seemed to be dancing majesticly, but in fact he only exerted five points of force. On the contrary, Zhang Guifang seemed to have been pressing and beating, but in fact he was at the end of the force.
After making a judgment, he also thought about it. If Zhang Guifang used the technique of calling out names to knock him down, even though it could make Yang Jian dizzy, he would not be able to win. Instead, he would be known as a sneak attack.
So Di Xin said, "Okay, General Zhang, Yang Jian, how about we call this game a draw?"
Zhang Guifang's family members knew about her family affairs, so they immediately let go of the gun in their hands, while Yang Jian originally wanted to give in.
So the two sides stopped and made peace, and Xu Fang knew that she would lose, so the final game had no value in the competition.
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Di Xin saw it hotly, so he stood up directly.
"It's so exciting to watch, Yang Jian, how about we compete with each other?"
Yang Jian was shocked, what would he do if this human king came up and hurt him?
Emperor Xin naturally saw Yang Jian's concerns, so he said, "If you can defeat Gu, this pill will be yours."
Yang Jian was born in Chan religion and was also a disciple of Guang Chengzi, the master of the Human Emperor. Speaking of his seniority, he was called the Human Emperor Xuanyuan Emperor as a senior brother.
He also explained to Yang Jian, who was an authentic sect, what kind of elixir he had never seen before, and what kind of elixir could the human king come up with?!
But when Di Xin opened the medicine bottle, the fragrance immediately hit his nostrils, and there seemed to be a faint auspicious air surrounding it, and there were auspicious clouds falling, which was extraordinary.
"This is……"
Others didn't know it, but Yang Jian knew it, and said with difficulty, "Nine Transformations Golden Pill!"
Yin Jiao, who was standing next to Di Xin, saw it clearly. He never thought that his father would be taught the golden elixir and even use it as a prize.
"Hehe, this is not given to you for nothing. I have a Bingwan-forged blue steel sword in my hand. If you can break it in half, even if you win, this elixir will be your prize."
After hearing this, Yang Jian rolled his eyes and asked, "What if I lose?"
Di Xin laughed and said, "If you lose, the elixir will still be yours, but Gu wants you to teach Yin Jiao the full version of the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques."
Yin Jiao was shocked, and suddenly felt moved in his heart. It turned out that his father had done all this for him, and he did not hesitate to exchange a treasure-level elixir such as the Nine-turn Golden Pill with him.
"Father!"
Yin Jiao's inner turmoil did not move Yang Jian at all.
"Your Majesty, these Eight-nine Mysterious Skills have no master's orders, so they cannot be exchanged."
Yang Jian obviously hesitated for a moment, but then refused.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly solidified. Yin Jiao looked at his father, then at his senior brother Yang Jian, and was about to step forward and say something.
Then I heard a message coming over.
"Jian'er, please agree, this golden elixir will be of great use to you."
Master Yuding sent a message from thousands of miles away, and Yang Jian was relieved. It turned out that his master, Master Yuding, had been paying attention to him.
"Okay, if I lose, I will teach Junior Brother Jiao the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques."
Di Xin smiled happily, threw out a beautiful sword flower in his hand, and went directly to the ring.
"Gu created a set of swordsmanship by himself, called Taixuan Swordsmanship! Jiao'er, please pay attention carefully, Gu will teach you this swordsmanship as well!"
Since he has taught it to the four great guards, there is no reason not to teach it to his son. As for Yang Jian, there is nothing wrong with him if he learns it.
"Yes! Father!"
Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xueming.
The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
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Even if he couldn't understand the poem recited by Di Xin, he could still hear the bold and uninhibited poetic flavor in this poem. Yang Jian fell in love with this poem all of a sudden.