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Chapter 65 Claiming credit

"Mother, when I ask the elders of our sect to heal your injuries, I will be able to remove the restriction!"

Yang Jian carried Fairy Yunhua on his back and headed westward. After traveling fast all night, he finally saw Jinji Ridge in the distance.

It's not that he doesn't want to go back to Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain, but it's too far away and Fairy Yunhua can't hold on for that long.

What's more, before going down the mountain, Master Yuding also told him about the torrent of human nature and the canonization of gods. Yang Jian was talented and intelligent. He thought that since Fengming Qishan should come out of the Holy Lord, then Chanjiao would help Xiqi. Only by coming here can he get the most efficiency

of help.

"Where are you going, fellow Taoist?"

But now in Xiqi, there is no one from the Chan religion at all, but a woman is standing in front of him.

Yang Jian saw that her aura was strange. She had the evil charm of the mountains and the aura of dragons and phoenixes, but her eyes were wary and targeted, as if she was ready to take action at any time. He was curious and did not want to cause trouble. He shook his head and prepared to go around.

Kai: "It has nothing to do with you."

The nine-tailed fox's eyes narrowed dangerously.

At this moment, only a few of the Meishan Seven Monsters were dead. Yuan Hong finally broke free from the suppression of the Shedding Soul Formation, and was trapped by the Heavenly Jue Formation. Once all his brothers were captured, he would be unable to survive alone. The only way to break through it before that was possible.

Only by forming a formation can we have the possibility of turning defeat into victory.

The hope was already very slim, and with the addition of Yang Jian's helper of unknown origin, the nine-tailed fox had no choice but to end it himself. He held his five fingers empty, with five-color divine light lingering, and looked at Yang Jian: "Do you think it matters now, fellow Taoist?

"

This was a deterrent, but when it fell into Yang Jian's eyes, he was surprised: "You are the one who helped me on Taoshan Mountain?"

The nine-tailed fox was startled. Anyone else would have revealed his secret, but the vixens of the Qingqiu clan were all deceitful ancestors. He immediately sensed something was wrong and smiled slightly, neither admitting nor denying it.

However, Yang Jian mistakenly thought that she was the benefactor who saved his mother. He looked solemn and bowed his head: "Fellow Taoist, you are so kind, but I was rude just now!"

Not to mention that the five-color divine light has a unique aura, and the same magical power can be practiced differently by different people. However, the nine-tailed fox's five-color divine light is the same as Kong Xuan's. No wonder he admits his mistake.

The nine-tailed fox glanced at Fairy Yunhua on Yang Jian's back, thought of Kong Xuan, who was about to take life and death, and vaguely understood something.

The Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit had the idea of ​​Taoshan, but after careful consideration, she did not want to conflict with the heaven, so she only invited the Seven Sages of Meishan, but did not go to Taoshan. Unexpectedly, Yang Jian came to visit herself.

So, do you recognize or deny this credit?

After a moment's hesitation, the nine-tailed fox's eyes showed determination.

During this period of time, she had been afraid that Kong Xuan would come and take away the magical power and her life, so she bet her money on Xiqi, hoping to obtain the power of the true dragon and completely improve her cultivation.

Fengge and divine light are both external objects. Only one's own cultivation is the foundation. The nine-tailed fox is also ambitious. He hopes to become the first great master of the Qingqiu clan to return to the realm of origin and reach the top level.

, to protect the clan members, even the Taoist ancestors no longer come and go when called.

Having too many skills is not a burden, and having too many debts is not a burden either. Let's just go all the way to the dark side and seek wealth amidst danger.

In view of this, the nine-tailed fox naturally claimed the credit for Kong Xuan's contribution and said to Yang Jian: "Since my fellow Taoist has spoken, it would be hypocritical for me not to respond. Now we, Xiqi and Su Hu's armies are fighting each other, and each has an expert to help."

, I also hope that fellow Taoists can help me break through that ten-jue formation!"

Yang Jian nodded when he heard the words and put down Fairy Yunhua: "Fellow Taoist, please take care of my mother. I'll come as soon as I go!"





"He who comes is stopped!"

But when Yang Jian walked towards the fighting formation, four majestic figures stood in front of him, none other than the Four Saints of Kowloon Island.

The nine-tailed fox was surprised that the Seven Monsters of Meishan were at a disadvantage. It was in danger one after another. However, the Four Saints of Kowloon Island were also shocked that Xiqi invited such monsters, especially the leader Yuan Hong, who was extremely powerful. If there was no formation, he would be trapped

, I am afraid that one by one, they will all die in his hands.

Even now, Yuan Hong is fighting against the sky and the earth, constantly going back and forth in the fierce formation of heaven and earth. He is extremely brave. If help comes again, the outcome is really unpredictable. The Four Saints of Kowloon Island will naturally come to stop him to prevent changes.

Fairy Yunhua was unconscious, and Yang Jian had a built-up anger in his heart that he could not vent. At this moment, without saying anything, he waved the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and struck Li Xingba, one of the four saints, on the head.

Li Xingba saw that Yang Jian was in the same realm as them. He was so young that he was fighting one against four. He was angry. He left the box with two swords and struck at Yang Jian: "Three brothers, please don't come. I'll talk to you first."

Meet him!"

Seeing that this man was seeking death like this, Yang Jian didn't even say a word. The Eight-nine Mysterious Skills gave rise to power, and the three-pointed two-edged sword was attached with immeasurable divine power.

The two were fighting hard and hard, fighting without any fancy. In just a few seconds, the huge Li Xingba was already retreating step by step, his tiger's mouth cracked, his swords trembled, and shocking cracks appeared in the cracks.

Although Li Xingba was frightened, he didn't panic. He raised his hand and the ground-splitting pearl turned into a stream of light and hit Yang Jian between his eyebrows.

This angle was extremely tricky, and it was inevitable to avoid it. It was a sure shot. However, there was no need for Yang Jian to dodge or give way. The bead hit him right between his eyebrows, sending sparks flying everywhere, as if nothing had happened.

"not good!"

Li Xingba didn't expect that Yang Jian's body was incredibly hard. He turned sharply and was about to retreat, but how could Yang Jian tolerate it? He used the magic of heaven and earth, and his body suddenly grew to three feet tall. He moved his hemp shoes lightly, and the last one arrived first.

The three-pointed two-edged sword rose and fell, directly cutting off Li Xingba's big head, and a ray of heroic soul went to the list of gods.

"Junior brother!"

This happened suddenly. The other three saints did not expect that Li Xingba would die in the hands of this junior within a few moves. They cried out in grief, fear and anger, got on their mounts, cast magic weapons together, and came to kill one after another.

.

Facing the greetings of the Dzi Bead, Hunyuan Bead and other magic weapons, Yang Jian turned a blind eye and headed straight for the Three Saints' mount with the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand.

The Bi'an, Suan Ni, and Ferocious are all strange beasts. Even Yang Jian found it difficult to cooperate with their masters. Fortunately, he killed Xing Ba first and took away a lot of pressure. At this time, he can strike first to gain the upper hand. Among the three beasts,

The weakest spotted leopard had a slight flaw and was beheaded directly. Gao Yougan on its back was jolted, but before he could react, Yang Jian took out a slingshot and hit Gao Yougan's head with a silver bullet, causing a bloody slap.

Hole.

The so-called "Crescent-shaped slingshot is carried on the waist, and a three-pointed two-edged spear is held in the hand. The ax cut the Taoshan to save his mother, and the ball hit the Yuan (hán) Luo Shuangphoenix." This gold bow and silver bullets seem to be children's things, but in fact they are extremely powerful.

, the Four Saints of Kowloon Island have never practiced the unique skill of Eight Nine Mysterious Skills, so they naturally settled the matter immediately.

Two of them were gone in the blink of an eye. Not to mention the remaining Wang Mo and Yang Sen, whose eyes were splitting, even the heavenly kings in the Ten Jue Formation looked sideways and were secretly horrified.

However, Yang Jian knew that these Jie Jiao disciples were all very capable. He had taken the lead and took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, which was why he achieved such results. Only by pursuing the victory while he was victorious could he capture them with overwhelming force. He raised his three-pointed two-edged sword.

, kill again.

Wang Mo and Yang Sen were both sad and timid, unable to perform even 70% of their abilities. They were beaten to death by Yang Jian, and when they saw that they were about to follow in their footsteps, an angry voice came from the sky: "The three religions turned out to be just average, the junior Chan Jian

How dare you harm the life of my Taoist friend like this!"


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