Yang Jian is known as the number one in Yuquan Gate's qualification for tens of millions of years. The rapid growth of Taoist cultivation level is really shocking. In just about 20,000 years, he is already at the peak of the celestial immortals, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of true immortals.

Yang Jian not only has profound Taoism, but also has a successful body refining, strong body and strong strength. The way of fighting is like a natural instinct, and every move is natural, with evidence, and balanced offense and defense.

Lei Zhenzi attacked two consecutive times, and he could pick it up like flowing clouds and waters, but Yang Jian's counterattack was also exquisite and extremely sharp.

Lei Zhenzi moved his body and instantly retreated thousands of miles, avoiding Yang Jian's gun blade, and praised: "The Yuquan Immortal Technique is indeed well-known!"

The fourteen sects of the Academic Sect, whose journey is much closer than those of the subordinate sects, and who are slightly outstanding in each other enjoy a great reputation among all sects. Yang Jian is proud by nature and does not pay much attention to such information.

Lei Zhenzi has a gentle temperament and a stable heart of Tao, but he pays great attention to the outstanding disciples of various sects of the Ancient Sect. He only likes to fight and fierce battles, which makes him practice faster and has a deeper understanding of Taoism and rules.

Yang Jian, a disciple of the Yuquan Sect with great reputation, naturally entered Lei Zhenzi's sight. He didn't expect that he would encounter this super genius who is said to be at the forefront of the entire lineage of the Anarchy. The opportunity is so rare that Lei Zhenzi naturally needs to make good use of this opportunity.

Two nearly transparent wings appeared behind Lei Zhenzi and swelled gently. A light green breeze surrounded Lei Zhenzi. A slight thunder flashed out of thin air from the void, connecting with the wind and thunder golden stick in Lei Zhenzi's hand, sending out a thin purple electric flower.

"The wings are called Fenglei, and the sticks are also Fenglei, Yang Jian, be careful!" Lei Zhenzi briefly introduced his magical powers and spiritual treasures.

The ancient world and the innate spiritual treasures are born and created in the earth, and each has its own names. The spiritual treasures refined by the Taoist sect continue this tradition and generally give them the acquired spiritual treasures name. As long as anyone comes into contact with the spiritual treasure, whether innate or acquired, they can obtain its name from the spiritual treasures.

The magic weapon is not so magical. The owner of the magic weapon named his magic weapon, which is only for personal use. If the magic weapon is changed to an individual, the name may also change accordingly.

Yang Jian naturally knew that the long sword in his hand waved slightly, emitted a series of lights, and said loudly: "I am a three-pointed, two-edged sword, a low-grade spiritual treasure, I have a golden bow and silver bullet, all low-grade spiritual treasures, you should be careful." A short golden bow flew out of Yang Jian's body, and there was a silver bead with silver light on the bowstring.

Lei Zhenzi nodded, shouted Qing, flapped his wings behind him, and his body disappeared. Yang Jian was prepared for it, and his six consciousnesses were all focused on him, but he still did not catch Lei Zhenzi's traces. He felt tight, and he shouted loudly, and the three-pointed two-edged sword stabbed forward.

Lei Zhenzi used the Wind and Thunder two-winged magical power, and his speed instantly increased by a hundred times. He briefly broke into the void and jumped out again. He had already arrived at Yang Jian's head. He was just seeing Yang Jian stabbing a three-pointed two-edged sword forward. He felt a little strange, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he swung the Wind and Thunder golden stick and smashed it down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he hit it, a sharp blade with a three-pointed two-edged sword appeared at the head of the stick. What he saw just now was a phantom. The direction of the three-pointed two-edged sword pointed at him.

Although Lei Zhenzi was surprised, he was not panicked. He exerted force in his hand and the power of the Fenglei Golden Stick suddenly increased, and he really had a head-on encounter with Yang Jian.

"boom……"

The dull vibration was spread thousands of miles away, and all the generals in the camps on both sides changed their expressions. Such power was not something that the celestial immortal cultivators could do. Even in the realm of true immortals, those with this strength were not bad.

Jiang Ziya looked surprised and said to Deng Jiu justice: "I thought Yang Jian was unparalleled in fighting, but I never thought that Lei Zhenzi was so powerful."

Deng Jiugong had also entered the realm of True Immortality at this moment, but he still didn't feel that his fighting ability could surpass the two present. He sighed: "You said that Lei Zhenzi is also a disciple of the An Sect? Sure enough, the sect of the Saints has unparalleled luck. Such rare fighting generals actually touched two of them."

Jiang Ziya smiled and said, "The prosperity of the Chan Sect can be seen from the lower level monks. The Golden Immortal, Taiyi, and even the strength of Daluo are far from us. Jiugong, I still say that, Jiuyuan Sect welcomes you to join."

"You know, although you are not bad at talent, your martial arts are really rough. It is not obvious under the Golden Immortal. When you reach the bottleneck of the True Immortal, there will be a big difference when you want to become the Golden Immortal."

"If you don't make plans early and modify it when the breakthrough is made, it will inevitably delay your practice and will be difficult to reach the great road."

Deng Jiugong thought for a while and said, "Now my family has just become the king of the country, and there are probably no one in the world to accept it. I will stay for a while and let the family's status be more stable."

Deng Jiugong had been fighting for thousands of years and was the open military leader of the Quan'anguo Rebel Army. He was proficient in combat formations and was not under Jiang Ziya. Jiang Ziya loved his talents and always wanted to pull him into the Jiuyuan Sect. However, Deng Jiugong was concerned about his family and always wanted to handle family affairs properly before he went to the mountains to practice Taoism.

Jiang Ziya smiled and said, "To consolidate your family status, is there anything more deterrent than if you join the Jiuyuan Sect?"

Deng Jiugong was stunned and smiled and said, "It's true, but now that the war is busy, how can I have time to go to Jiuyuan Mountain to worship and get started?"

Jiang Ziya smiled and said, "I have reported your situation to the head of the sect. If you join Jiuyuan Sect, Master Hengshan will take you into the sect on behalf of the sect, grant you the sect's Immortal Dao Technique and give you a spiritual treasure, but you don't need to go back to Jiuyuan Mountain. The war will stop. You and I will go back to the mountain and complete the procedures."

Deng Jiugong was overjoyed, and Jiang Ziya bowed and said, "Thank you Brother Jiang, and in the future, Jiugong will hear the great way, all of which are given by Brother Jiang."

Jiang Ziya was also happy to have this general's talent in Jiuyuan Sect and laughed and said, "I will be my fellow disciples in the future. There is no need to be so polite. The road is difficult, and we will encourage each other."

While the two were talking, Yang Jian and Lei Zhenzi had already hit the sky. The wonderful battle situation attracted countless attentions from both sides.

Lei Zhenzi, Feng Lei's wings, has unparalleled power and speed, and his body is ethereal and ethereal, and his short space jumps out of nowhere. The golden stick of Feng Lei is also light and heavy, and the divine thunder accompanys him, smashes, sweeps and pokes, and the stick shadows are flying all over the sky.

Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword advances and retreats in an orderly manner, and each move is like a natural formation, like an antelope hanging its horns, which is as wonderful as the top of the hair. It intercepts Lei Zhenzi's rapid attack up and down, left and right, and is busy but not chaotic.

With the supreme combat instinct, he can always grasp Lei Zhenzi's offensive intentions, take the lead in interception, and interrupt Lei Zhenzi's offensive rhythm.

Yang Jian's speed was not slow, but under the terrifying speed of Lei Zhenzi, he did not dare to move freely, so as not to reveal his flaws and be taken advantage of by Lei Zhenzi.

Yang Jian's mind moved, and he took a specific pace and began to lay out restrictions while moving. The numerous restrictions could control people, but also help others. Yang Jian's pace became faster and faster. Under the influence of the restrictions, his movement speed was approaching Lei Zhenzi's movement speed, and the scope of the restrictions was getting bigger and bigger, and sometimes even surrounded Lei Zhenzi's surprise attack.

Lei Zhenzi's rapid attacks were intercepted by Yang Jian several times, knowing that he could not defeat the genius of Yuquan Sect by just his speed.

The prohibition set up by Yang Jian’s feet was always unable to touch his feet, and it was invisible and intangible, but it could help Yang Jian, increase Yang Jian’s movement speed, and offset his speed advantage.

Lei Zhenzi's spiritual consciousness flashed. The directions under Yang Jian's feet since the battle all showed Lei Zhenzi's heart. Although he could not see through the mystery of these directions, he did not know how the restrictions contained in these directions operated, but Lei Zhenzi did not need to operate the restrictions like Yang Jian.

In the flash, the wings of Thunder Zhenzi's wind and thunder wings flowed, drifting thousands of miles with the wind. Countless purple divine thunders exploded, and almost at the same moment, all the restrictions set by Yang Jian were destroyed.

The roar of divine thunder, and the air waves pushed the green Xunfeng to a terrifying speed, causing Lei Zhenzi's speed to rise to another level.

Yang Jian was dark and serious, and the restriction was broken, causing the movement to slow down, while the opponent's speed was increasing, which made him fall into an absolute disadvantage in the confrontation.

Yang Jian swung his arm quickly, and the three-pointed two-edged knife drew perfect arcs. The sharp and cold blade tip formed a nearly perfect circle around his body, intercepting Lei Zhenzi's all-round attack.

Countless collision sounds were connected together, forming a long sound of "dong", and a series of vibration ripples spread outward. The big trees and vegetation on the ground were ruthlessly shattered by the sound wave. Countless birds and beasts who had no time to escape were destroyed by the terrifying sound wave, and all their fur was cut off, and they were wailing and wailing to die.

In just a moment, Yang Jian adapted to such a high-speed attack speed. The golden bow and silver bullet appeared before Yang Jian's left hand. Yang Jian used his right hand to pluck the string with his left hand. A silver bullet was popped out. A new silver bullet was instantly generated from the bow string, and it was shot out by Yang Jian in a flash.

Lei Zhenzi almost instantly felt that it was difficult to attack. Yang Jian's combat consciousness was too terrifying. He could hardly predict his attack route without calculating it.

The previous interception of the three-pointed two-edged sword almost blocked his attack route. Now, as soon as the golden bow and silver bullet came out, every time he jumped out, a powerful marble shot towards him. When he pushed the marble away and attacked again, Yang Jian was already eyeing him and ready to strike him head-on.

Lei Zhenzi also felt helpless. He had the advantage in the scene. He seemed to be fighting around Yang Jian, but he could not form an absolute advantage, let alone win.

Yang Jian almost destroyed his magical powers with one sword and one bow.

As for the competition stick method, the competition power, and the application of the rules of Taoism, Lei Zhenzi has long since lost such an idea. The first person in a million years of qualifications is not a puff, but a real one. In these basic skills, he is a completely different level from Yang Jian.

However, although the magical powers cannot help Lei Zhenzi win, his extremely fast speed can help him avoid Yang Jian's attack.

I can't beat you, but I can run past you and at least stay unbeaten!

Lei Zhenzi was thinking about it, and Yang Jian clearly felt it from his attack and defense. The three-pointed two-edged sword shook, cutting the boundless space, cutting the high altitude into pieces, and the silver bullet seemed to shoot aimlessly, but blocked Lei Zhenzi's attack direction, causing Lei Zhenzi to be in a hurry and counterattack to defend.

After being killed by Yang Jian in succession, he was beaten to defend one after another by Yang Jian. Lei Zhenzi felt something was wrong. If he continued to fight like this, it would be difficult for him to run away.

If it were to be said that Lei Zhenzi's combat consciousness was extremely strong, just like an enhanced version of the golden phoenix before it moved. When he felt something was wrong, he immediately prepared to escape. The Fenglei Golden Stick swung away Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword, and his body flashed, and he flew towards his own camp.

As soon as he jumped out for more than a thousand miles, his spiritual consciousness noticed that there was a spiritual treasure chasing behind him. His brows were furrowed, and the wind and thunder wings suddenly changed direction and disappeared from the spot.

But the speed of the spiritual treasure's command exceeded Lei Zhenzi's magical power speed. Just as he was about to change direction again, the phantom in front of him shook. Before Lei Zhenzi could be surprised, he felt his body tightened, his whole body's magic power was bound, and his whole body's power disappeared. Even his spiritual consciousness was blocked in the soul space and could no longer move.

It's over! It's a bundled spirit treasure!

Lei Zhenzi didn't realize how he was controlled by the spiritual treasure, but suddenly remembered the scene where Yang Jian introduced the spiritual treasure to him just now. Ma Dan, and thought he only had three-pointed two-edged swords and golden bows and silver bullets. It turned out that there was a powerful spiritual treasure waiting for me here.

Yang Jian tied Lei Zhenzi and put away Lei Zhenzi's golden rod. Seeing Lei Zhenzi's indignant eyes, he thought about it and knew what Lei Zhenzi was thinking. He might think that he might have concealed the spiritual treasure, which made him arrested. He had to explain: "This, Lei Zhenzi, I have more than two spiritual treasures, several of them, so it's not easy to show off when I see people!"

Lei Zhenzi was even more angry. There were several spiritual treasures, Madan! This was about to show it to me once.

Seeing Lei Zhenzi still looking angry, Yang Jian thought he didn't believe it, and his mind moved, and set up a ban to isolate the inside and outside. The light of inspiration flashed in front of him, hovering out an axe, a sword, a whip, a spear, a set of bows and arrows, plus the three-pointed two-edged swords and golden bow and silver bullets in his hand, and the demon-binding rope tied to Lei Zhenzi's body, eight spiritual treasures.

Yang Jian got what he wanted and saw Lei Zhenzi's envious and jealous eyes. He smiled and put away all the six spiritual treasures and said, "I didn't lie to you, are you! This spiritual treasure, hehe! There are so many!"

Yang Jian was so qualified that he was the best in Yuquan Gate in millions of years. He even alarmed Yu Ding Daozun, the ancestor of Yuquan Gate. Yu Ding Daozun was extremely happy with this little disciple. He gave him seven or eight spiritual treasures with just a little effort.

No one dared to lose his grudges from his ancestors. Before Yang Jian came out of the mountain, he was successively obtained by Yang Jian.

Of course, the premise is that all kinds of axes, whips, swords, searches, and gunshots are perfect, and their combat skills are at their peak, which makes the current leader of Yuquan have no excuse to detain his spiritual treasures.

When the Chinese army in Han saw Yang Jian capture the opponent's general, they immediately cheered loudly, and the "Winnings" sounds continued.

However, Hannan Kingdom was silent, and the morale of the army was obviously affected.

Lei Zhenzi was very famous in the Hannan Army, and was known as the most powerful person in the real immortals and the best in fighting.

However, when fighting against the Han Chinese, he could not even escape, which made the Han Nan monks who lost to him look at each other.
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