When he said this, Yue Feng had a smile on his face, but he was very nervous and was sweating all over his body.
To be honest, if it were anyone else, Yue Feng would never beg for mercy so humbly, but Yang Jian was different. This was an existence that even Chang'e and Zhu Bajie were afraid of.
"Stop talking nonsense and die!"
There was no movement on Yang Jian's face, let alone any nonsense, and he spat out a few words coldly.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, Yang Jian slowly raised his hand, and the three-pointed two-edged sword burst out with a terrifying wave of power that filled the sky above the entire palace.
"Batian Slash!"
The next second, Yang Jian suddenly raised his hand, and a terrifying blade shadow erupted from the three-pointed, two-edged sword, slamming towards Yue Feng!
This sword shadow is more than a hundred meters long, and it is completely formed by Yang Jian's fighting spirit!
The moment the knife shadow appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop rapidly by more than ten degrees. Yue Feng felt as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave, and a chill spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Damn it.
Yue Feng was shocked. This was the first time he saw Yang Jian release his skills. He never expected that Yang Jian's skills were so terrifying!
To be honest, in just the blink of an eye, the sweat on Yue Feng's face fell down!
He couldn't escape at all! Such a terrifying and huge knife shadow was like a huge mountain pressing down on him. There was no way to escape!
hiss!
At the same time, the Beiying soldiers who were watching from a distance also felt a sense of terror. Their eyes widened and they couldn't help but sweat for Yue Feng.
"The real king has used his special skills. This kid will definitely die."
"You deserve it. If you pretend to be Emperor Hou Yi, aren't you just looking for death?"
At this moment, everyone believed that once Yang Jian made his killing move, Yue Feng would have no chance of surviving.
After all, the disparity in strength between the two sides is huge.
well!
Seeing the terrifying knife shadow getting closer and closer, Yue Feng clenched his fists, sighed, and slowly closed his eyes. At that moment, he was completely desperate.
Xuan'er, Qing Yan, Yu Ruo, the Great Sage, Brother Wen...
Let's meet again in the next life.
Right!
At this critical moment, Yue Feng suddenly remembered something, his spirit perked up, and he immediately opened the Linglong Tower and summoned a figure.
"Quick, stop him." The moment the figure appeared, Yue Feng was extremely excited and shouted.
I saw that this man was tall, with prominent meridians, and he was as domineering as Yang Jian, but the lines wrapped around his body made him look a little more evil.
It is Yang Jian’s senior brother, You Yan!
"Senior...Senior Brother?!" At this moment, Yang Jian was sweating profusely! His hands were trembling!
"Haha..." You Yan looked at Yang Jian with a smile: "Yang Jian, I said a thousand years ago that you should not call me senior brother again! A thousand years ago, you got my wife drunk and then defiled her. From then on,
You are no longer my junior brother!"
You Yan almost shouted these words!
That's right, as early as a thousand years ago, Yang Jian got You Yan's wife drunk and ruined her innocence!
