Chapter five hundred and sixty-two chicken feathers in one place
Whoosh!
A black afterimage flashed past, but it was the poisonous scorpion's three long tails that struck at Yang Jian's transformed rooster as fast as lightning.
This monster is from a different species from ancient times. It has been killed countless times and has rich combat experience. Now it is even more ferocious and violent when fighting, often injuring people's lives. Its three long tails are piercing the big rooster's eyes, neck and high chest.
The poisonous sting like a spear directly pierced the void. Even before the tail came to the front of the body, the poisonous sting had already penetrated the space and was less than three inches away from the big rooster's eyes.
The extremely sharp stinger was reflected in the pupils, causing the big rooster to stand on its head with its feathers in shock. He quickly used his magical power to shrink his body, and at the same time, he flapped his wings desperately and dodged backwards.
After any creature reaches a certain level of strength, there will be no absolute restraint.
Just like if mice are bigger than dogs, ordinary cats will definitely not dare to provoke them.
Although the colorful rooster transformed by Yang Jian restrained most of the poisonous insects, it could not take much advantage in front of the three-tailed poisonous scorpion, which had been practicing for tens of thousands of years, was so huge, and had astonishing magical powers. Instead, he accidentally
, and was almost injured by a poisonous scorpion.
However, Yang Jian has never been an easy person. He has been warlike all his life and will become stronger when he encounters a strong force. He has never been afraid of fighting.
Although he was almost stabbed by the scorpion tail poisonous needle, he dodged the blow and advanced instead of retreating. He fluttered his feathers, enlarged his body, and came back to fight.
His slightly opened tip was like a hook, and his head stretched out dozens of feet away. At the same time, two sharp claws made of fine gold grabbed the two scorpion tails with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
His claws are like the wind, and his chest is full of fighting spirit.
Since Yang Jian achieved the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, he has never had a happy battle, and he has long been stifled.
Nowadays, it is rare to encounter an opponent worthy of a fight, so naturally he will not let go of the opportunity. At this moment, he braces himself up and wants to fight with all his strength. Yixue is ashamed of being stung before.
What's more, now his brother-in-law, who always likes to quarrel with him, and several children are watching the game from behind.
If he loses, not only will he feel shameless in front of Qi Yuan, but also in front of his little nephew, he may not be able to brag about his prowess.
Therefore, even for the sake of his mighty image in his nephew's mind, he could not lose this battle!
So everyone in Qi Yuan behind saw a wonderful battle scene.
A big rooster with bright feathers, mighty and majestic, with a height of hundreds of feet, was fighting ferociously with a poisonous alien scorpion that was hundreds of feet long.
The big rooster's sharp claws can tear apart the void. Every time it grabs it, it will scratch out black cracks in the void. Its pecks are extremely sharp, and it will peck at the scorpion demon's head from time to time.
If he pecked it hard enough, even the hard carapace of the scorpion demon would be pecked out by him.
However, although Yang Jian's offensive was fierce, the scorpion demon's attacks were even more desperate. The two large claws stretched out continuously, parrying Yang Jian's attacks while constantly pinching his body.
At the same time, the three long tails are constantly attacking, like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole, often attacking in unexpected ways.
This is because her long tail is not only like a spiritual snake when attacking, it is also as soft as a snake in terms of flexibility, twisting like a whip, twisting at will, and coming and going freely, without being affected by the carapace on the long tail.
Such a rare and exciting battle made Qi Yuan look very excited, and the three children beside him were even more interested in watching it. They just moved to a small bench to sit down and share a handful of melon seeds.
"Uncle, come on..."
Qi Jinchan clapped her little hands happily and shouted the words of encouragement she learned from her father to cheer her uncle on.
This battle lasted for another half day, and even though Yang Jian turned into a rooster capable of controlling snakes and insects, he did not gain much advantage.
Because this alien three-tailed poisonous scorpion was far more ferocious than he imagined. It was even more desperate than he was in fighting. Sometimes when he was about to suffer a loss, he even tried to exchange injuries for injuries, trying to fight him to the point of losing both sides.
But Yang Jian didn't dare to be stabbed by this scorpion monster. After all, he had just tasted the taste of the poisonous stake a few days ago. He didn't want to try that kind of severe pain that penetrated into his soul again.
Moreover, once he is stabbed, his combat power will be reduced by nearly half, and his defeat will be certain.
Under the scorpion demon's desperate fighting style, even Yang Jian was hit by her pair of large claws several times, and chicken feathers fell all over the ground.
Of course, the scorpion demon didn't take advantage either. She was pecked once by the big rooster transformed by Yang Jian, which penetrated the dark carapace on her back and suffered some injuries.
Yang Jian looked at the chicken feathers everywhere, felt the faint pain coming from his body, and couldn't help but feel angry.
This banshee was really fierce. Every time she grabbed the chicken feathers on his body with her big pincers, she would not cut them off, but would forcefully tear them down. This fighting method, like a shrew fighting, really left him speechless.
He has fought countless battles in his life, and this is the first time he has encountered such a fighting method that he doesn't know how to evaluate.
The breeze caused by the aftermath of the battle blew by, and Yang Jian felt the coolness coming from the parts of his body that were not covered by feathers. While feeling embarrassed, he also changed his figure and turned into a goshawk with a wingspan of hundreds of feet.
The goshawk flapped its wings and flew three thousand feet, then stretched out its two sharp talons from a high position and grabbed the head of a hundred-foot poisonous scorpion below.
If the catch is real this time, even if the scorpion monster's head is hard, it will be scratched open.
However, the scorpion demon was too fierce to obey Goshawk's wishes. She pushed her six legs on the ground and flew up with her huge scorpion body. When Goshawk was not ready to gather momentum, she caught Goshawk with two large pincers.
The eagle's talons.
With a bang, the huge body of the scorpion demon was shot down with huge force, hitting the ground and crushing a large area of forest.
However, the goshawk also did not take advantage and was shot into the sky again by the scorpion demon.
Seeing this, Yang Jian changed his body shape again and turned into a spiritual crane. He flapped his wings condescendingly a few times, and then suddenly plunged headfirst downwards.
As fast as a meteor, as powerful as lightning, and as long as a sword, it pierced the scorpion demon's forehead.
"Huh?"
He Ling'er was startled when he saw this.
She was not surprised that Yang Jian would turn into a spiritual crane. She had long known that this uncle was proficient in the art of transformation.
What really surprised her was that Yang Jian's condescending peck actually had a hint of sword intent in it.
This made He Ling'er thoughtful, it turns out that sword intention can still be used like this.
That's right, with the body as a sword and the body as a sword, of course it can be used like this.
Her eyes were fixed on Yang Jian's movements without blinking, but her mind was changing rapidly. She drew inferences from Yang Jian's attack and deduced many sword techniques suitable for Linghe's original form.
For a moment, the sword light on He Ling'er's body shone brightly, which actually made her moral skills grow even further.
"ah?"
Qi Lingyun suddenly felt the sword energy coming out of He Ling'er beside him, and was startled. Looking at He Ling'er's current state, he didn't know that she had fallen into an epiphany, and her big eyes were filled with envy.
She also really wanted to have an epiphany. It was best to break through the Immortal directly and achieve Taiyi.
It's a pity that opportunities like epiphany are always rare. Without opportunities, there is nothing she can do.
Qi Yuan smiled happily.
In recent years, He Ling'er is no longer as playful as before. Especially after she became Taiyi Xuanxian, her character has matured a lot. During the hundred years of Qi Yuan's retreat, she often asked Qi Yuan
The first class of people asked for advice on the art of swordsmanship, and only then did they fall into an epiphany after seeing Yang Jian's battle.
As for Yang Jian, although he practiced the Taoist sect's spiritual protection skills, due to his relationship with the Emei Sword Sect, he naturally had a deep understanding of the way of swordsmanship, so he could use moves similar to the way of swordsmanship.
The scorpion demon below saw that his attack was so unstoppable that he was unwilling to resist.
As soon as she dodged, she dodged to the side and stretched out her two large claws at the same time, preparing to wait until Yang Jian's moves became old enough and his dodge was stable, then she would tear him to the ground and then fight him hand-to-hand.
It was indeed difficult for Yang Jian to move at this time because the speed of the attack in the form of a spiritual crane was too fast.
Seeing the scorpion demon ducking away, its two large claws were ready to attack him. When Yang Jian's figure changed again, the moment it touched the ground, he turned into a slender figure with cloth all over his body.
The pangolin, covered with fine scales, plunged into the ground and disappeared.
With two bangs, the scorpion demon's two large claws clamped down, causing sparks to fly, and the pangolin's tail was almost empty.
Then, before the scorpion demon could react, she suddenly felt a strong force coming from beneath her, forcefully pushing her hundreds of feet into the air.
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ps: There was a power outage in the community this afternoon. Several thousand words that were originally coded could not be uploaded. I had to use my mobile phone to code a chapter again. The result was completely different from what I coded during the day, and the number of words was not many. Don't mind.