Someone took the lead, and the other five monks immediately came to their senses.
They looked at each other and subconsciously touched the blood marks on their necks. After giving Zhu Tianpeng a complicated look, the five people said, "Emperor Tianpeng, you win!"
"The mountains will remain green and the water will flow forever. Emperor Canopy, we will see you in the three realms!"
"Emperor Canopy, come to Wuyi Mountain when you have time, and I'll treat you to a drink of fine wine left over from ancient times!"
"..."
The next second, five figures pierced the sky and left in all directions, looking quite embarrassed.
At some point, the four figures on the ground had also disappeared. After seeing Zhu Tianpeng kill the ancient Buddha with his sword without hesitation, everyone felt the chill and crisis. No one would foolishly stay and die.
Unlike Nezha's strong and angry remarks, Zhu Tianpeng's attitude was completely crushing, and there was no possibility of rivaling him.
At this point, the crisis has been resolved, and those powerful pseudo-sages who have long been famous in the Three Realms have escaped completely.
Of course, this was because Zhu Tianpeng did not want to offend the talents and let them go. Otherwise, as long as the sword realm was activated, none of these people would be able to leave.
call out--
The sound of breaking through the air resounded, and Nezha's figure came to Zhu Tianpeng's side. After giving him a complicated look, he said: "Brother Tianpeng, you are awesome!"
Nezha also saw that Zhu Tianpeng's previous confident posture was by no means artificial, but that the latter had absolute strength. At least at the level of Daluo Jinxian, not even those strong men who survived the ancient times had any resistance.
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Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng shrugged indifferently and said: "It is also thanks to the blessing of this Dragon Temple. If it were not for the suppression of the rules here, I would never be the opponent of those guys, nor could I be intimidated so easily.
them."
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng looked into the distance and said, "I don't know what the situation is like with Brother Yang Jian and Kunli."
As soon as these words came out, Nezha immediately came back to his senses and looked solemn.
The monks he met here were all monks from the Three Realms. Although they were difficult to deal with, they were still capable of fighting.
But those who enter the Dragon Temple are not only monks from the Three Realms, but also strong men from the Demon Realm. Yang Jian and Kun Li will definitely encounter them there. If they fight, then...
Thinking of this, Nezha didn't care that his magic power had not been completely recovered, and immediately said: "Brother Canopy, why don't we divide our troops into two groups and go to the sequined area to support?"
After hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng was stunned for a moment and then shook his head.
Under Nezha's puzzled gaze, Zhu Tianpeng said: "It can't be like this. It's too slow for you and me to go to support separately, and it's difficult to end the war in a short time."
"You and I go to an area at the same time, combine the strength of the three of us to quickly capture an ice soul arrow, and then go to the last area to provide support, so that the four of us working together will not be defeated one by one."
"Besides, regardless of Brother Yang Jian or Kunli, their foundations are not weak. There are not many people at the level of Da Luo Jinxian who can suppress them. We still have to believe in them."
Hearing this, Nezha fell silent.
Indeed, among the four, Nezha has the weakest background.
Although everyone has an innate divine physique, his golden lotus body obviously has the weakest potential. If it weren't for his magic weapon and combat experience, it would have been impossible to defeat a strong pseudo-sage who had his cultivation suppressed.
After a long time, Nezha came back to his senses, looked at Zhu Tianpeng and said: "Okay, just do what you said, Brother Tianpeng!"
Seeing that Nezha agreed with his decision, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. After taking out the mini Houyi Bow and checking it, he looked towards the south and said, "Let's go to the south first, which is the closest to us!"
With the same opinion, Zhu Tianpeng and Nezha immediately flew into the air, using their escape skills to fly quickly.
Along the way, the two did not have much communication. Canpeng was thinking about going to Beiming Demon Master Cave after the trip to Dragon Temple, while Nezha was thinking about how to improve his own foundation.
Not long after, under the rapid speed of the two, they quickly arrived at the area where the Ice Soul Black Arrow was.
The situation here has obviously developed too fast. With the arrival of Zhu Tianpeng and Nezha, the Ice Soul Arrow has changed hands several times, and several false saints with considerable prestige in the outside world have died tragically on the spot.
The Ice Soul Arrow was placed on a mountain peak at this moment. Three figures looked at each other in mid-air, and the air was full of murderous aura.
About a hundred miles away from this mountain peak, the figures of Zhu Tianpeng and Nezha fell.
Looking up at the area where the mountain peaks were in front of him, Nezha shouted with surprise: "Brother Canopy, look, it's the second brother!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng also raised his head and looked up. When he opened his imperial eyes, he saw that one of the three figures was Yang Jian, as well as a person from the Western religion and a person from the demon world.
In the three-party confrontation, no one dared to take action rashly, but depending on the situation, the Western Sect and the people from the demon world were vaguely at odds with each other, and they had no intention of joining forces to besiege Yang Jian.
Zhu Tianpeng saw this scene, and Nezha naturally saw it too. Immediately, a look of anxiety appeared on Nezha's face, and he said: "Brother Tianpeng, those two shameless guys are going to attack the second brother.
Shall we step forward and help?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng shook his head and said: "No, Brother Yang Jian can handle it. These two guys are no match for Brother Yang Jian. Let's just watch here."
As soon as these words came out, Nezha's anxiety stopped, and he subconsciously glanced at Zhu Tianpeng, and then looked at Yang Jian who was standing in mid-air in the distance with no panic at all, and his heart that was about to move calmed down.
Under the gazes of Zhu Tianpeng and Nezha, Yang Jian shook the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and said: "You two, I don't have time to waste here with you. If you leave now, I can spare your life."
Hearing this, the Western monks and demonic monks were furious.
The look he looked at Yang Jian contained murderous intent. Although neither of them wanted to deal with it, Yang Jian, a junior, was so arrogant and did not take them seriously at all. This was unbearable.
With a thought in his mind, the Western cult monks and demon monks targeted Yang Jian at the same time. They pressed out their aura without any hesitation and shouted angrily: "Emperor Xian Sheng, you are seeking death!"
"Yang Jian, right? I want to see how arrogant you are today."
While talking, the two of them took action at the same time, one from the left and the other from the right to kill Yang Jian.
Seeing this situation, a cold light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and his eyebrows opened.
Accompanied by the beating of purple thunder, purple light illuminated the sky above the three-pointed two-edged sword.
The next second, Yang Jian's body disappeared from the place and reappeared on the mountain peak. He bent down to pick up the Ice Soul Arrow and murmured: "I don't know whether to live or die!"
Almost at the moment he finished speaking, the bodies of the Western monks and Demonic monks in mid-air behind him suddenly split open, and endless purple thunder exploded. Their souls and bodies were instantly annihilated in ashes, and their bodies died.