In Fire Mountain, the two armies have already faced against each other. One side is a group of monsters led by the Flame Mountain Pingtian Great Saint, and the other side is naturally a group of grass-headed gods led by Erlang Zhenjun Guanjiangkou.

In comparison, if we look at the number of people alone, Guanjiangkou actually has an absolute advantage.

Some time ago, I fought a great battle with the Buddhist army in the West. Although the Fire Mountain side finally won, it was inevitable that I would hurt the enemy by 10,000 and lose 8,000 by myself. Of course, the losses on the Fire Mountain side were quite large. The 72 demon kings, who had lost fifteen or sixteen, can now reach the cultivation level of the Great Saint, even if the reinforcements from Foyuan Xiangxie and the Lion Camel Kingdom were added, there were only more than a thousand people, and the ordinary demon soldiers were only seventy or eighty thousand.

On the other hand, in the Guanjiangkou area, there are more than 2,000 Great Sages alone, which is as much as 30% more than the Flame Mountain. The ordinary heavenly soldiers under their command also exceed 50,000. Although they are slightly less than the other party, everyone knows that this gap cannot control the situation of the battle at all.

However, if the top forces of both sides are proposed as a single argument, the situation will be completely reversed.

On the side of the Flame Mountain, those who have reached the cultivation level of the Holy Saint include Pingtian Great Saint, Huntian Great Saint, Xie Xiaorong, Princess Iron Fan, Old Ancestor Rong and three other demon kings. Those who are close to the strength of the Holy Saint include Red Boy, Bai Wushuang, Huang Tianfeng and six other demon kings. Such strength is really amazing.

On the Guanjiangkou side, only Yang Jian, Kang Anyu, Zhang Boshi and the three demon leaders. There are only four or five people who are close to the strength of the Guanjiangkou, and it is not a small margin compared to the other side.

Of course, fighting is not a simple game of numbers compared to the size of the big and small. Opponents of the same level will have to fight before they can win or lose. Therefore, the result of the war is still possible, especially when the attitude of the commander of the war, the Great Sage of Pingtian, is also ambiguous.

When Yun Xiang arrived at the battlefield, Yang Jian stood proudly in front of the formation with a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, looking down at the demon kings and said: "It's really ridiculous that the little demon in the lower world dares to go against the sky. Can anyone dare to fight with a certain family? Let the certain family see, can you be worthy of such courage in your ability?"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the Great Sage of Pingtian. After all, Yang Jian, as the head coach of the enemy formation, has always been famous in the Three Realms for his bravery. At this time, he personally went out to fight, so it was better for his coach to go to fight. First, Pingtian Great Sage is recognized as the number one in the demon clan and has the greatest chance of winning. Second, only in this way can he boost morale to the greatest extent.

But what is surprising is that the Great Sage of Pingtian, who has always been domineering, smiled bitterly at this time, shook his head and sighed: "I went to a bald donkey to fight a few years ago, but the injuries left behind have not yet been healed. I am afraid that it is not the opponent of Yang Jian, so don't go up and embarrass you, and I hope you don't blame me, brothers."

When everyone heard this, they were immediately disappointed. Before the battle was fought, the coach admitted his coward first, which really hurt his morale.

The red boy next to him heard his father showing weakness and was furious and said loudly: "Since my father's injury has not healed, let the child meet Erlang Shen for a while." As he said that, he wanted to carry his gun to fight against Yang Jian.

When the Bull Demon King heard this, he quickly shouted and said, "Nonsense, you are a rebellious son, don't be crazy. Erlang Shen's magic power is very powerful and ten thousand times stronger than you. How dare you fight him? The defeat in the war is small. If the morale of the army is disrupted, it will be a serious crime. Why don't you come back quickly?"

Red Boy has always been most afraid of her father. When she heard this, she had to retreat honestly and stood beside Princess Iron Fan and dared not speak anymore.

The five demon stars under the command of the Flame Mountain said, "King, since that's the case, let us brothers meet him for a while."

But the Bull Demon King still shook his head and said, "With the cultivation of you five people, it is no different from seeking death, it is not accurate."

When the demons heard this, they looked even more staring. The Great Saint in Pingtian in front of them was completely different from the peerless demon king who had been decisive in the past.

At this moment, a saint, one of the seventy-two demon kings next to him, could no longer help but say angrily: "I heard about Yang Jian's great reputation in my early years. When I saw him today, it was just like that. Since no one dared to fight him, let me see how true the rumors are."

After saying that, he flew out without caring about the dissuasion of the Bull Demon King and shouted: "Yang Jian, let me, the Great Sage of Chijin, come and see your power, die." As he said that, he saw his sword crossing and chopped towards Yang Jian.

Seeing that the person who came was not well-known, Yang Jian sneered in his heart, his figure did not move at all. He held the three-pointed two-edged sword with one hand and blocked the Red Gold Great Saint.

When the weapons intersected, Yang Jian's arms were as steady as Mount Tai, without even shaking at all. The Red Gold Great Sage was knocked to fly backwards and flew six or seven feet before he could barely stabilize his body. However, in this battle, the two were judged immediately.

The Great Sage of Red Gold was originally the new saint, and it was the time when his arrogance was at its peak. At this time, a move was in danger of being caught in the public's eyes. He suddenly couldn't hold on his face. His body shook, and his arms were already red gold. With a loud roar, he condensed into sword lights and swept towards Yang Jian again.

However, at this time, Yang Jian still did not move at all. He only held the knife with one hand to face the sword light. After a jingling sound, all the seven sword lights that the Great Sage of Red Gold slashed out with all their strength were blocked, and he could not hurt him at all.

The Great Sage of Red Gold was already very exhausted at this time. He widened his eyes and looked at Yang Jian easily breaking his special moves, feeling full of disbelief.

Yang Jian finally sneered and said, "Is this exhausted? Then you can take my move and try it." As he spoke, he saw his body swaying, and the next moment he appeared in front of the Red Gold Great Saint. The three-pointed two-edged sword turned into a white light and slashed towards the Red Gold Great Saint.

Puff, a muffled sound came, and as the blood shot, the head of the Red Gold Great Saint had already soared into the sky, but Yang Jian's hand did not stop at all, and he grabbed a phantom from his headless corpse, which was the sage soul of the Red Gold Great Saint.

The Great Sage of Red Jin was already scared to death at this time and just said, "Give up your life..." Before he finished speaking, Yang Jian's long sword was handed over to stir up again. The dignified saint could only end up scattering his soul.

Yang Jian stood with his sword and sneered, "Even if there are 1,000,000 such ants, it is not enough for a family to kill. With these native chickens and dogs, they actually defeated the original Buddhist temple of the Western Heaven, which is enough to show that those barbarians are really vulnerable."

Hearing Yang Jian’s crazy words with the power of victory, the Bull Demon King’s face was extremely ugly. Although the masters of the demon clan thought they could kill the Great Sage of Red Gold, no one could kill so easily. They all looked shocked and were shocked by him on the spot.

At the critical moment, I heard a cold female voice saying, "Is it worthy of your power to kill a mere junior? Yang Jian, I think you are getting back and forth. Since no one is willing to fight with you, let me see how much you have made over the years."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a woman coming out from the crowd. It was Xie Xiaorong, the leader of the Buddha Yuan Xiangxi.

The Bull Demon King behind hurriedly said, "Xie Dazhu, now that the strong enemy is in front of you, how can you help you take the lead? If you make a mistake, how can I explain to all the brothers in Foyuan Xiangxie?"

Xie Xiaorong smiled faintly and said, "Sage Pingtian, since you are unwilling to take action from the masters of Fire Mountain, you can only kill the might of Yang Shenjun. Anyway, I and him have long been old acquaintances. If you want to hurt me, I am afraid he really doesn't have the ability. Do you think so, Erlang Zhenjun?"
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