And Zhao Gongming was proud of the treasure given by the leader of Tongtian. Although he practiced every day and smashed people to collect the treasure, he never understood the secret of the treasure. Now he knows that there are twenty-four small worlds in the Dinghai Pearl. As long as he waits

He will go back and perfect his magic power, and open up the twenty-four heavens in the Dinghai Pearl. He will definitely become a Hunyuan Golden Immortal. At that time, his magic power will be immeasurable and will not be weaker than those of the older generation of great supernatural powers.

Yang Jian ignored the strange looks from everyone. He held a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, calm and calm, as if he were outing, without any nervousness. He walked to stand in front of Zhao Gongming, without being arrogant, bowed and said respectfully.

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"Yang Jian, a disciple of Master Chanjiao Yuding, met his uncle and asked him for advice!"

Master Yuding and Zhao Gongming are both second-generation disciples of the Three Religions. As a third-generation disciple, Yang Jian naturally has to call Zhao Gongming uncle. This is a courtesy. Even if the two camps are in different camps and are hostile, they must not lose their etiquette.

Zhao Gongming looked at the young Taoist in front of him. He had a deep demeanor and a rigorous education. He was as tall as Kunlun. He was neither humble nor arrogant. He was even more elegant than the Jinxian of Chanjiao.

"Fellow Taoist, you're too polite, please give me some advice!"

Yang Jian knew that he was a junior, and Zhao Gongming maintained his identity and would not take the initiative, otherwise he would be too ungrateful for his elders. However, Yang Jian was also a proud man, so how could he want to take advantage of Zhao Gongming?

The knife was swung at Zhao Gongming, and a sharp edge shot out, passing through Zhao Gongming's side, shooting straight out for more than 10,000 feet, splitting a large mountain behind him in half.

Zhao Gongming didn't blink, but he was on guard in his heart. Although the sword light just now was not directed at him, it was indeed sharp and unparalleled, and it was hard to resist.

Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian across from him with admiration. He knew what Yang Jian was thinking. He was proud and unwilling to take advantage. He cherished each other. He looked at each other and Yang Jian looked at each other. The two of them moved at the same time and attacked each other.

The three-pointed two-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand swung, drew an arc, and stabbed towards Zhao Gongming's chest. Zhao Gongming's martial arts had also been honed over thousands of times. He often tried his hands with his fellow disciples. He was proficient in the moves and used the magic whip in his hand to strike.

With a forward swing, it hit the three-pointed two-edged sword hard.

"when!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing was so sharp that it made everyone's eardrums buzz, and they couldn't help but use their magic power to relieve the stinging feeling in their ears.

Yang Jian only felt the divine weapon in his hand trembled, and his palms were slightly numb. He secretly sighed that he was indeed a disciple of the outer sect of Jie Jiao. He had advanced cultivation and great strength. He was a powerful opponent that he had never encountered before. He was ranked number one.

Zhao Gongming felt his arms go numb from the shock, and secretly smacked his tongue. Looking at Yang Jian's tall figure, he didn't want to have divine power in him. He was no match for the opponent's strength, so he quickly changed his strategy. Instead of fighting head-on, he used

The exquisite whip technique that Master Tongtian had praised, drew a beautiful arc and hit Yang Jian's left arm.

Yang Jian was not afraid at all. He was even more powerful and his moves were definitely not weaker than his opponent. Master Huang Long once pulled him into a fantasy world to polish his martial arts moves. Every move was honed through life and death. It was extremely exquisite.

, who is extremely skilled in martial arts and masters the spirit, how can he be afraid of Zhao Gongming?

One is a disciple of a saint, who has been trained for thousands of times, and the other is trained by Tianzun, martial arts, and a master of the gods. In one fight, Yang Jian has exquisite moves and unparalleled power. Zhao Gongming has rich experience and skillful moves. The fight has already passed a hundred rounds. In general, Yang Jianlue

Even better, Zhao Gongming only has the power to parry but not to fight back.

After all, Zhao Gongming couldn't compare to Yang Jian's physical sanctification. He was panting, and the magic whip moves in his hand gradually became scattered. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and sat down on the black tiger with a slap. After blocking the three-pointed two-edged sword that Yang Jian attacked, he stepped back.

He pulled away, pulled away some distance, calmed his rapid breathing slightly, and then said.

"Fellow Taoist has superb martial arts skills. I am no match for this poor Taoist. I have to use the most precious treasure. Please be careful!"

Yang Jian did not dare to be careless and was on guard. Ding Haizhu was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with unparalleled power. Even if he had cultivated the "Nine Revolutions of Mysterious Art" to the sixth level, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest, let alone suffer easily.

One hit to avoid getting hurt.

Yang Jian moved and took the initiative to strike first. He rushed towards Zhao Gongming crazily and struck Zhao Gongming fiercely with the magic weapon in his hand.

Zhao Gongming did not dare to be careless. With a movement of his soul, he activated the treasure and smashed the Dinghai Pearls one by one at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at the Dinghai Pearls scattered all along the route, he laughed, and suddenly became heroic. He grabbed the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and caught the first Dinghai Pearl. His hand sank, and the veins on his arm popped out, and a small

The weight of thousands of worlds is immeasurable. Yang Jian shouted, flew it away, and rushed forward again.

Zhao Gongming and all the immortals in Chanjiao were shocked and couldn't help but praise.

"Such a great power, it can actually carry you away!"

Although he admired Yang Jian's supernatural power, Zhao Gongming would not let go at all, and Ding Haizhu hit Yang Jian one after another.

The magic weapon in Yang Jian's hand kept moving horizontally and vertically, knocking away the Dinghai Divine Pearls one after another. After all, he only had his hands and could not stop them all. Seeing that he was about to be hit by a pearl, Yang Jian's figure

Transformed into a divine eagle, roared, spread its wings, soared straight into the sky, dodged Dinghai Zhu, and turned into a violent Zhuyan beast again. With a roar of rage, the huge figure ran towards Zhao Gongming,

He blasted out with both fists and knocked away an oncoming Dinghai Pearl, which was extremely cruel.

All the immortals were shocked, what kind of magical power this was, how come they had never seen it before. Only Chi Jingzhen and Yuding Master knew that Yang Jian practiced the "Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique", which was good at seventy-two transformations, could transform into ancient mythical beasts, and had immeasurable magical powers.

The Zhuyan Divine Beast had just landed, stirring up hundreds of feet of dust. The whole earth was shaken, making the soldiers on both sides unsteady. They staggered around and became a mess. Jiang Ziya and Wen Zhong had no intention of comforting the soldiers, and stared at the fighting in the field.

The two of them couldn't bear to look away.

Zhu Yan's divine beast disappeared, and Yang Jian's figure appeared, shrouded in dust, and rushed towards Zhao Gongming. He kept swinging the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, using all his strength to fly away one Dinghai Pearl after another.

After many Ding Haizhu, Yang Jian finally broke through in front of Zhao Gongming. The three-pointed two-edged sword traced a mysterious trajectory, dodged Zhao Gongming's divine whip, and was placed in front of Zhao Gongming's throat.

But stopped.

Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian in front of him and said with emotion on his face.

"My Taoist friend is indeed very powerful, and I admire him very much!"

Yang Jian also had a look of admiration, took back the magic weapon in his hand, and said.

"Uncle Master also has immeasurable magical powers, Yang Jian admires him!"
Chapter completed!