"My son Yang Jian, I haven't learned to do it for thousands of years. Why has your skills regressed so much?"

"Which is the mighty momentum that bullied Lao Sun back then?"

"It's hard for Lao Sun to treat you as an opponent. I didn't expect that it was just that your performance was too disappointing for Lao Sun!"

...

Sun Wukong waved the golden cudgel freely, making Yang Jian unable to resist.

Yang Jian was extremely angry. He unexpectedly, after not fighting for thousands of years, Sun Houzi's Taoism was much more profound.

As the saying goes, gods fight, mortals suffer.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian fought in a dark and dark place, and the mountains and rivers were broken, and even the sky seemed to be pierced through dense holes.

The entire cultivation world was trembling. If these mysterious bigwigs continued to fight, the entire cultivation world would collapse.

Blood Girl and the others were also frightened and frightened.

According to this trend, the world of cultivation will inevitably perish.

But Lin Fanzheng was so interested that no one dared to disturb him.

"Idols are idols, very handsome!" Lin Chen praised: "Legends are legends. Who said that Sun Wukong could not beat Erlang Shen? This Erlang Shen was simply tortured!"

Chang'e and Nezha knew that Sun Wukong and Yang Jian had always had the same power. If these two men fought, they would definitely not give up.

Chang'e pity the people and mustered up the courage to say timidly: "Young Master, please forgive Xiaoyue for disturbing your interest."

"Xiaoyue, you are here. It happens that you are sitting together to watch the show, which is so exciting." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Thank you, my son."

Chang'e saluted and asked softly: "Have these two immortals made any misunderstandings?"

"I don't know either, I'm inexplicably fighting."

"Yang Zhenjun has always been upright and will never act irritating. Did Sun Shangfu offend the young master?"

"That's not."

"That's a misunderstanding." Chang'e said seriously: "Of course, Xiaoyue did not intend to disturb the young master's Yaxing, but was just worried that if the two of them continued to fight, it would damage the young master's sacred place of cultivation."

yes…

Lin Fan was stunned, watching this wonderful fighting scene, but he actually forgot this point.

The two gods' fight shocked the world. If it hit Taoyuan Village, it would inevitably hurt the villagers.

The question is, how can Lin Fan stop these two gods fighting so hard?

Even if Lin Fan can take action, he will not be able to jump up.

However, depending on the situation, Yang Jian will definitely lose.

Sure enough, there were less than a few rounds.

Bang!

Sun Wukong shot down Yang Jian with a heavy stick.

Puff!

Yang Jian raised his neck and bleeded blood, falling quickly, and smashing into the courtyard.

But Sun Wukong did not give up and swung down with his golden cudgel: "Child Yang Jian, take another shot from Lao Sun!"

Whoosh!

A golden cudgel shocked the sky and the earth, and was extremely fierce.

Yang Jian knelt on one knee, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and was extremely angry.

However, he was seriously injured and was unable to fight again.

Seeing this, Chang'e and Nezha knew that the power of fighting to defeat Buddha was powerless even if they wanted to save the scene.

However, thinking that Yang Jian is a disciple of the Saint, I believe that the Saint will not really stand by and watch.

Of course, Sun Wukong was not willing to kill him just to teach Yang Jian a lesson.

Although Sun Wukong came in a fierce manner, it was also to test Lin Fan's magical powers and to verify what he thought.

"Owner!"

Xiaotian dog was in a state of grief and indignation, unable to rescue him.

"Yang Jian!"

Lin Fan's face changed.

Don’t forget that Yang Jian is his disciple, how can he not save him when he dies?

But Sun Wukong's stick is extremely powerful. If Lin Fan stood up, he would have given him a head directly.

However, in Lin Fan's imagination, Sun Dasheng was clear about good and evil, and never killed innocent people indiscriminately.

Just bet this!

Lin Fan made a decision in his heart and stepped forward with a flying step.

"Great Sage! Show mercy!" Lin Fan shouted.

Show mercy?

Sun Wukong frowned. He could only find the truth if Lin Fan took action.

Moreover, Sun Wukong also knew that Lin Fan's cultivation was unfathomable, so he not only did not intend to stop, but instead intensified his offensive.

However, Sun Wukong naturally did not dare to go directly to Lin Fan, but to Yang Jian.

Whether it can be stopped depends on whether Lin Fan is willing to show his supernatural powers?

"this…"

Chang'e and Nezha's expressions changed drastically.

This Sun Wukong dared to offend the Saint.

Damn it!

Lin Fan was also shocked when he saw this.

With the current image of Sun Wukong, he should have been granted the title of the Battle of the Buddha.

Brother Monkey has converted to Buddhism, is he still so impulsive?

However, thinking that he had a great conversation with Brother Monkey just now, he had no grudges or grudges, and he should not have been abusive to the murderer.

Fight!

Lin Fan gritted his teeth and even went to take Sun Wukong with a shocking blow.

Without cultivation, it's just so casual.

Sun Wukong was stunned, then exerted too much force and couldn't stop.

Moreover, Sun Wukong is a strong-willed person and arrogant. Seeing Lin Fan treating him so perfunctorily, he felt uncomfortable and could not stop the problem.

"Young Master!"

"Master!"

Everyone exclaimed, but they didn't expect Sun Wukong to be so bold.

Really come?

Lin Fan was also frightened and stressed.

Brother Monkey can handle it?

The problem is that Lin Fan has reached no room for regression.

Seeing that the powerful golden cudgel was about to hit Lin Fan's palm.

Suddenly, a strange scene happened.

Surprised to see you!

The golden cudgel, like thunder, seemed to be restrained by some kind of alien force, and became slower.

"Well?"

Sun Wukong was shocked and shocked.

This rod was like hitting asbestos, and its power instantly sank to the sea and was completely resolved.

Taking heavy as light, it slowly landed in Lin Fan's palm.

Lin Fan did not move at all, and just held the golden cudgel so easily, without causing any ripples.

Then!

The picture is frozen, as quiet as a cemetery.
To be continued...