Wang Jian seemed not to notice, as his true energy was flowing like a torrent, and a biting cold air was exuding from his body.
Both fists were waved out, icy cold air surged, covering a one-foot radius, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
Tianshuang Fist is cold, continuous, and extremely penetrating.
Although Anlong and Zuo Youxian are strong, they are still far behind him. Even if they are limited to only using the late-stage innate Qi, they are still stronger than ordinary people, and they don't have to worry about battery life.
Boom boom boom!
With his fists resisting his four hands, the cold frost energy continuously dispersed the rings of infuriating energy, as well as the overbearing and strange sword light.
Frost filled the sky and froze the surroundings. Their speed was also affected, and even their bodies' energy and blood were a little weak.
At the same time, a strong wind blew up, and the wind god's legs swept up the remaining buildings. The violent leg shadows moved around like a tornado, turning into countless leg shadows and covering the two people's bodies.
Bang bang bang!
With the continuous collision sounds, Anlong and the two could resist at first, but the shadows of these legs were too many and too fierce. In addition, they were affected by the frosty air, and they were soon covered by countless leg shadows, and more than a dozen legs were blasted in succession.
There were exploding wounds all over his body. If he hadn't burst out with all his strength at the critical moment of life and death, and spurted blood and retreated, otherwise he might have broken his leg.
However, Wang Jian did not intend to let them go so easily. If he was besieged by masters, he would have to defeat them one by one. If he killed these two people, his situation would be much easier.
Therefore, at the moment of landing, he supported the ground with one hand, and his body rose up and shot out. A dragon roar was heard in the air, and two dragon-shaped energy was deafening when his legs hit their chests respectively.
The chests of the two collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their faces were pale, and when they retreated with blood spurting out, their breath was still there, as if they were about to burp at any moment.
Two magic masters died at his feet so easily, not because Wang Jian found out the flaws in their martial arts, but because they were crushed by pure strength.
If it were other Grandmaster level warriors, Du Fuwei, Anlong and Zuo Youxian were severely injured by these consecutive attacks, and their true energy would have been exhausted long ago. Because every move was done with all one's strength, otherwise it would be difficult to suppress them.
But when I met him, Wang Jian, he seemed to have endless zhenqi in his body, and there would be no problem even if he squandered hundreds of moves.
Even so, he still had no strength left, and his body fell downwards, as if there was no support anymore.
Buzz!
The moment it fell, there was a faint and inaudible buzzing sound, and a fierce murderous intent locked onto Wang Jian's throat.
The timing of finding this sword was so perfect, it was the moment when the old strength had weakened and the new strength had not yet emerged.
It was a young man wearing the uniform of a Jianghuai Army soldier. His face was cold, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent and a trace of unconcealed pleasure.
This person is none other than Shadow Assassin Yang Xuyan, the son of Yang Guangda’s brother Yang Yong.
Yang Xuyan saw that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Wang Jian's throat. Even though he had had countless sweet dreams and had countless lives in his hands, he could not help but feel excited.
The great revenge is about to be repaid, and there is no moment better than now.
Unfortunately, Wang Jian stretched out his right hand instantly and caught the sword's edge with two fingers.
With several tons of strength and true energy, Yang Xuyan's little cultivation was simply unable to withstand it.
His deterrence lies in the danger of assassination at the moment, not in the head-on confrontation after appearing.
Butian Pavilion's martial arts are indeed very powerful, but they only focus on assassinations, not head-on confrontations.
Once the whereabouts are leaked, the deterrent effect will be greatly reduced.
So now, Yang Xuyan showed no resistance. The tip of the sword was less than two centimeters away from Wang Jian's throat, but it couldn't make any progress.
"My dear nephew, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Wang Jian sneered, stood on the ground with both feet, and clapped out with one palm.
Yang Xuyan's expression changed drastically, he quickly released the hilt of his sword, and fled quickly using the Phantom Demonic Body Technique.
He could easily see through Shi Zhixuan's magic skills, let alone Yang Xuyan.
The palm of his hand hit his left shoulder, and his body flew out like a broken cattail.
Just as Wang Jian was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, he felt murderous intent surging behind him. Unknown to him, within a few seconds of severely injuring four people one after another, Shi Zhixuan attacked again.
He didn't care to pursue him anymore, and used his backhand to eliminate it. It was the dragon's tail wagging from the Dragon Subduing Palm.
Shi Zhixuan's right fist attacked his palm, and his left fist attacked Wang Jian's waist at a strange angle.
It seemed that he was not shaken back by the Dragon Subduing Palm, but the stones under his feet were broken into pieces.
Needless to say, the opponent releases his strength from his feet, stabilizes his body, and then looks for opportunities to attack.
Wang Jian was also unceremonious. When the tip of the sword in his right hand fell, he continued to slap it.
At the same time, he retracted his left palm and turned it into a fist. The Tianshuang Fist was covered with frost scars and covered with Tianshuang Qi.
"No wonder His Majesty's strength has improved rapidly. It turns out that he has collected all kinds of martial arts, even the Yuwen Clan's Bing Xuanjin."
As Shi Zhixuan spoke, his hands and legs turned into weapons, attacking Wang Jian from various angles, making it difficult for people to guard against him.
He was careless just now, so Wang Jian seized the opportunity and wounded four of his companions in one fell swoop.
This kind of achievement was so exaggerated that he had to go all out.
If word spreads across the world, Yang Guang's force value will definitely frighten countless people. It is really terrifying. In a short period of time, Ding Jiuchong died in the battle, Du Fuwei was seriously injured, and the three masters of the Demon Sect were seriously injured. There was also a shadow assassin.
, life and death unknown.
This was under the premise of being besieged by eight masters, and among them was Shi Zhixuan.
The Evil King was confident, but he also knew that this time's siege was more fierce than Zhu Yuyan's. Even when he was chased by the four holy monks, it couldn't compare, at least it was not so dangerous.
But Wang Jian was able to do it, and he still had the energy to fight with himself so fiercely without losing. How did he practice this?
As for the holy relics, he indeed had no doubts.
Yang Guang is unruly, domineering, rampant, and very sinister.
But after becoming the emperor, he really didn't lie anymore, because he didn't need to. It's not like when he was the prince before, there was an emperor and a prince suppressing him.
If you pretend to kill the prince and rise to power, you will be arrogant. Will you still lie?
What's more, with his strength now, Shi Zhixuan is not confident that he can completely defeat him. Does the other party still need to lie?
Wang Jian laughed loudly: "Wrong, Evil King, this is not Bingxuanjin, but my own Tianshuang Fist, which has its own internal power of Tianshuang Qi."
Anyway, "Li Jing" who created this set of exercises is under his command. Although they are not from the same world, since they are all the same person, it is nothing to occupy them.
"Your Majesty is really astonishing in his understanding. Why haven't I seen this before?"
Shi Zhixuan obviously didn't believe it. When he transformed into Pei Ju before, he had never seen Yang Guang so awesome. Even his strength was deteriorating, so he simply ignored him.
Indulging in beauty and dictatorship every day, do you still have the heart to create martial arts? Everyone knows the basics, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?
"That's just because I don't want to argue with you, but now that the Evil King is my father-in-law, there is no need to hide it."
