Chapter 2855 The battle of the black coffin, the mysterious man
Just when Zhu Tianpeng was thinking a lot in his heart, the eyes of Yang Jian and Sun Wukong met at this moment.
Their eyes met, sparks flew everywhere, and the two fighting intentions quietly rose at this moment.
"Zizi, this is about to start a fight!"
With a strange cry, both Duan De and Mu Sanshi had a look of amusement on their faces.
Zhu Tianpeng didn't say anything at this moment, and quietly stepped aside with Duan De and Mu Sanshi. Dao He wouldn't care or fight for anything, but this black coffin was different!
"Yang Jian!"
"Sun Wukong!"
Low shouts resounded, and the fighting spirit in Sun Wukong and Yang Jian reached its peak at this moment.
The next second, Sun Wukong took the lead.
I saw his feet on the ground, and the light on his body was shining brightly. He ducked and arrived in front of Yang Jian. He waved the long stick in his hand and struck directly at Yang Jian's vitals with a sweeping blow!
In response, Yang Jian did not want to be outdone at all. He shook the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and struck out with a provocative strike.
Zheng——
The collision of swords and sticks made the bodies of Sun Wukong and Yang Jian tremble, but they were incomparable, and neither could do anything to the other.
This scene immediately made Duan De and Mu Sanshi raise the corners of their mouths, and whispered softly: "Interesting, this Sun Wukong has good combat power, even an attack from the half-step realm can't knock him back even half a cent!"
"No, Yang Jian's cultivation level was only improved after refining the Dao Core. Now he has not fully mastered that power. His real power should only be at the level of dominating the Great Perfection!"
At this moment, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian in the field had more fighting spirit. Their eyes faced each other, murderous aura burst out, and they both shouted at the same time: "Kill!"
Immediately afterwards, two figures started fighting in the field.
Zheng——
Zheng——
Seeing the battle becoming more and more intense, Nezha's face outside the field showed worry and anxiety.
Yang Jian and Sun Wukong are indistinguishable, but there are still Zhu Tianpeng and three others outside the court watching covetously. This is not a good thing. If it is not handled well, then...
As soon as he thought about this, Nezha walked up to Zhu Tianpeng, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Brother Tianpeng, the second brother discovered this thing first, can you part with it?"
You're really welcome!
The corner of his mouth twitched, Zhu Tianpeng glanced at Nezha, and then said: "Nezha, what do you think?"
"Although we have a good relationship, the black coffin is comparable to the treasure of chaos. Do you think I can give up?"
These words immediately aroused the recognition of Duan De and Mu Sanshi, and they both said: "That's right, do you think that thing is something like Dao Core that you give in to?"
"Chaos Treasure, do you know what it is? Even the big forces in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths may not possess it. You want us to give up in just one sentence. How naive!"
As soon as these words came out, Nezha's face suddenly showed a look of disappointment.
Although he had already guessed it, he still couldn't help but feel disappointed after being rejected.
Zhu Tianpeng had no apology for this. It was an existence comparable to the Chaos Treasure. Not to mention him, even an existence at the eighth level of the Tao Realm would not want to do so, and would even fight to the death for it.
"wrong!"
Suddenly, Zhu Tianpeng frowned, looked at the black coffin behind Yang Jian, and wondered in his heart: "If that thing is comparable to the treasure of chaos, why doesn't the Lord of the Wild take it back?"
"He was obviously aware of the situation here before, but he just restored my condition and left. He even wanted me to come here. Why is this?"
"What kind of secret is hidden in the black coffin behind Yang Jian?"
With doubts in his heart, Zhu Tianpeng became even more curious. Even if the black coffin was not in his hands in the end, he would never give up the possibility of digging out its secrets.
At this time, Duan De and Mu Sanshi were a little surprised and said: "Hey, why did they stop!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses and followed the words. Sure enough, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, who had been fighting passionately just now, suddenly stopped for some unknown reason and stood ten feet apart, looking quite solemn and alert.
.
Da da--
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.
Looking around, I saw a figure slowly walking out of the golden magma.
This figure is about three feet tall and has a strong body. It moves like a dragon or a tiger, and a pair of golden wings behind it are burning like flames.
"Who is coming?"
Sun Wukong and Yang Jian locked their auras on the visitor at the same time, with serious and alert expressions.
On the contrary, the figure ignored these and calmly walked out of the golden magma. Standing at the entrance of the cave, with an indifferent face, golden eyes scanned the whole place, and finally settled on the black coffin behind Yang Jian.
He opened his mouth and said coldly: "Hand over the black coffin!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Yang Jian and Sun Wukong instantly became ugly, and the expressions of the four people including Zhu Tianpeng didn't look very good at the moment either.
After all, they all know each other, and whoever gets the black coffin is just to see who can be more skilled.
But this man was different. No one knew him and he locked the black coffin as soon as he came out. If he had to reveal it, how would he and others lose their face?
Under such circumstances, Yang Jian glanced at the man, and the heavenly eye between his eyebrows bloomed. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "I got this thing from the holy mountain, and it should belong to me. But what the Taoist friend said is
pass!"
In this regard, the man did not mean to waste any words. He looked at Yang Jian calmly and said: "If you don't give it, you will die!"
"You are too arrogant. The black coffin is what I, Old Sun, like, so you can't just take it."
At this time, Sun Wukong took the lead and couldn't help but rush forward. While he was drinking, he waved the long stick in his hand and hit the man's head directly.
"A mayfly shakes a tree, but you don't overestimate your own capabilities!"
The man glanced at Sun Wukong and said indifferently. He raised his right hand without taking out any weapon. He clenched it into a fist and smashed it straight towards the long stick.
There was a loud bang, and Sun Wukong let out a muffled groan. The man punched him and his stick several hundred feet away, falling to the ground in a panic, and even crashed into a huge black rock that was more than ten feet tall.
"What a powerful force!"
This scene immediately moved Zhu Tianpeng and others.
There is no doubt about Sun Wukong's power, and the latter has mastered the law of power after what happened that year. His combat power is not inferior to that of a first-level Dao realm existence. But now he was defeated by a mysterious man with one punch. It is simply unbelievable.
Confidence.
At the same time, Yang Jian's expression also became solemn, and he stared at the mysterious man with his heavenly eyes and said: "Your cultivation is only to dominate the Great Perfection, but you actually have such combat power, who are you?"