In the square, a large group of monks were talking in groups of twos and threes, seemingly looking forward to it.
Ji Fa, Jiang Shang and Nangong Shi also looked at each other and smiled, enjoying watching the show.
They knew that Shen Lang's identity was mysterious, but they didn't know much about Shen Lang's strength, so they could take this opportunity to get a glimpse.
"Sister, where is Yang Jian's background?"
Fairy Bixiao couldn't help asking about Fairy Yunxiao.
Fairy Yunxiao said: "This Yang Jian seems to be a disciple of the Chan sect who was promoted to the realm of Hunyuan Daluo thousands of years ago. He is also the only Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian among the three generations of disciples of the Chan sect. It is said that he is the only one in the Chan sect who can reach the eighth level. The super genius of Jiu Xuan Gong, his strength has far surpassed that of his master, but is only slightly inferior to Guang Chengzi, the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals."
Fairy Qiongxiao snorted coldly: "No matter how strong you are, you can't be Brother Shen's opponent!"
"That's right, this guy is too conceited. Let's see Brother Shen teach him a lesson!" Fairy Bixiao also said in support.
Fairy Yunxiao was a bit dumbfounded: "You two have really changed, you only have Brother Shen in your eyes. This Yang Jian is not an ordinary opponent, he is probably three points better than Huang Feihu!"
The fact is as Fairy Yunxiao said, although Yang Jian is a rising star, his magical powers should not be underestimated.
And Shen Lang was only promoted to Daluo Jinxian a few days ago. Most of the monks felt that there was no suspense in this sparring battle. No matter how strong Shen Lang was, he was unlikely to be Yang Jian's opponent.
There are also a small number of monks who think Shen Lang can win, mainly because they heard that Shen Lang killed two Shang Zhou generals before he was promoted to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
Although this news is not true, considering that Shen Lang is a distinguished guest of King Wu of Zhou, and King Wu thinks highly of him, a small number of monks present feel that this person really has that kind of ability!
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Above the sky, facing Yang Jian's invitation, Shen Lang was not polite and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, please be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang struck preemptively, and the Asura Holy Eyes between his eyebrows suddenly shot out a large black-gold magic flame, which was the Asura Holy Fire.
A large amount of Shura's holy fire formed a pillar of fire, sprayed out from Shura's holy pupils, and blasted towards Yang Jian.
Breaking through the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Fairy Queen, Shen Lang can use the power of the fairy essence in his body to double the power of his magical powers!
The fire pillar formed by the Asura Holy Fire shot out by Shen Lang using the Asura Holy Eyes was astonishingly powerful. The space where the fire pillar passed was completely burned, and a weird and terrifying heat wave swept across the entire sky, rendering a large area of space. It became a black ink color!
Because he knew Yang Jian's name as the God of War, Shen Lang did not deliberately hold back, which could be regarded as an expression of respect for the other party.
Seeing this extremely powerful pillar of demonic flames coming, Yang Jian did not dare to neglect and shouted loudly: "Golden pupils of the heavenly eyes, blazing Yang Yuanguang!"
As soon as the roar ended, a golden treasure eye suddenly appeared in the middle of Yang Jian's eyebrows. A large golden light shot out from the treasure eye, bursting out with a dazzling light like the scorching sun. The dense golden light swept towards the incoming demon flame pillar. And go.
"Dong dong dong!"
Large swaths of golden light and black-gold magic flames collided and intertwined with each other, and a series of explosions shook the heaven and earth, and could not be heard without stopping.
The space in the center of the explosion collapsed and exploded into nothingness, and terrifying energy impacted the surrounding areas.
Below, Jiang Shang formed a seal with his hands to cast a spell, and a white light barrier appeared in the sky above Jiuli City Square, blocking all the energy impacts falling from the sky.
Everyone applauded and marveled at the abilities of Shen Lang and Yang Jian.
The two magical powers clashed with each other and ended up in a tie.
After the explosion ended, Yang Jian praised without hesitation: "It's amazing to be able to release the magical power of fire so easily that is not inferior to divine magic! If Brother Shen has any other tricks, feel free to use them."
"Brother Yang, be careful."
Shen Lang smiled in return, and then cast the Blood Shadow God Curse.
"Boom boom boom!"
I saw Shen Lang's whole body rolled up with waves of red and black blood, and he pressed towards Yang Jian with the power of suppressing the world.
There seemed to be endless red and black blood flames burning and churning in the surging blood waves, and the space was crushed into nothingness, and it engulfed Yang Jian with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
"good!"
Yang Jian's eyes flashed, as if he felt a trace of pressure. He raised his palms to the sky, and violent golden arcs suddenly surged out of his palms, converging on the top of his head and turning into golden thunderclouds all over the sky.