"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
…
In the clear, loud and rhythmic slap, the fiery sun finally jumped out of Yugu, dispelling the last darkness.
In the sky above the Guixu Great Abyss, a group of immortals stared blankly at the direction where the sound came from.
I saw the tall and tall Wei Hu being held in the hands of the equally tall and heroic Yu Yuan, like a little chicken.
Anyone who sees such a scene would find it hard to imagine that just a moment ago, this third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect was still there arrogantly asking those disciples of the Jie Jiao to apologize to him.
But the change is so sudden and unpredictable.
By the time the immortals reacted, Wei Hu had been slapped so hard that his cheeks were as swollen as a pig's head, and all his white teeth flew out.
With every slap, bright red blood splattered.
It wasn't that he didn't resist, but he just didn't have the magic weapon in hand. His counterattack was like scratching an itch, and it didn't matter to Yu Yuan at all.
Seeing this scene, all the immortals present were stunned.
Especially Master Xuanyang and other immortals who had met Yu Yuan before.
No matter how they looked at it, Yu Yuan was just a top-grade Xuanxian.
At first, all the gods and gods present thought that he was traveling with the Fire Spirit Madonna. Although they were very envious of his situation, they did not take him seriously.
Even when he opened his mouth to reprimand Huo Ling'er, who was an immortal golden immortal, the immortals only thought that the relationship between them was relatively close and special.
It wasn't until he suddenly took action and started beating Wei Hu with a big-ear scraper that the immortals suddenly realized that he was the real master!
Even Wei Hu, a top-grade immortal who was the direct descendant of the teachings, was allowed to be manipulated in front of him, without the ability to fight back.
You know, not long ago, Wei Hu fought for more than two hundred rounds with the Golden Immortal of Fire Spirit Holy Mother before losing.
But in front of this Yu Yuan, he was as weak and helpless as a little chicken, being held in his hand and being slapped with a big ear scraper.
Comparing the two, we can see that Yu Yuan is much more powerful than the Immortal Golden Immortal, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit!
No wonder the Fire Spirit Mother would let him scold her.
It turns out that it’s not just because of the close relationship, but because he really has the qualifications!
On the other side, Yang Jian reacted and did not rush forward to save people. Instead, he ducked to catch the demon-conquering pestle that was knocked away.
It wasn't that he valued the treasure more than senior brother Wei Hu, but he felt that if he rushed forward with bare hands, he would probably not be able to do anything, so he might as well catch the demon-conquering treasure pestle first.
With the help of this high-grade spiritual soldier, he will be able to exert stronger power, which will increase his chances of winning.
Yu Yuan had a panoramic view of his actions, and secretly admired him in his heart. He was worthy of being a bug-level figure in the Fengshen Tribulation. At a young age, he was as calm as a veteran on the battlefield. He knew how to adapt to local conditions, adapt to changes, and do whatever it took to win (a compliment).
Just like the cunning and cunning he showed in scheming Huo Ling'er before, it was already stronger than that of Wei Hu!
At this moment, although he was also shocked that Yu Yuan actually had such tyrannical strength, he was extremely calm in his heart. He immediately compared the strength gap between the two sides and did not rush forward to save people. Instead, he chose to catch the demon. Treasure pestle.
The Demon Subduing Pestle is Wei Hu's spiritual weapon. Logically speaking, no one else can use it without his permission.
However, as a high-grade spiritual treasure, its spirituality was enough to judge that the situation at hand was very critical for its owner, so it did not resist Yang Jian, the owner's junior brother, and allowed him to hold it in his hands.
Yang Jian's eighty-nine mystical skills have reached the realm of transformation, his Taoism has improved by leaps and bounds, and his supernatural power is unparalleled, but he has never found a weapon that he can use.
At this moment, he took the demon-conquering treasure pestle in his hand, and immediately felt that although this treasure was not suitable for him, it was superior in weight and powerful, enough to allow him to exert twelve percent of his strength.
This discovery also greatly increased his confidence. With one step, he was behind Yu Yuan. He swung the magic pestle with his right hand and smashed it towards his back.
Yang Jian is not a person who strictly adheres to dogma. He has no psychological burden to carry out sneak attacks from behind when others are unprepared.
What's more, he is still acting like this to save talents.
"call--"
The demon-conquering treasure pestle is as light as gray grass when held in the hand, but when used to hit someone, it is heavier than Mount Tai. With the blessing of Yang Jian's own divine power, the strength of this pestle has reached its peak, and only the sound of wind and thunder can be heard. The formation is like a mountain collapsing and stars falling, just like Mount Tai pressing down on its top.
Even Huo Ling'er, who is an immortal golden immortal, couldn't help but change his expression when he saw it, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Junior brother, be careful behind you!"
"Behind?"
Yu Yuan turned around in "surprise", still holding Wei Hu in one hand.
The latter's burly body happened to be blocking the movement of the Demon-Conquering Pestle, like a shield.
At this moment, Yang Jian felt creepy and the hair on his body stood on end.
He knew only too well how powerful his pestle was.
Judging from the strength that Yu Yuan showed, he might be able to withstand it, but Wei Hu would never be able to withstand this pestilence!
Yu Yuan definitely did this on purpose!
Yang Jian is very sure of this.
Because he can do this himself.
But none of this matters anymore...
Sneak attacks are inherently sudden and fatal.
Therefore, he had no reservations about this blow and had used all his strength, so that even if he wanted to stop at this moment, he could not stop. He only had time to withdraw 30% of his force and come back, and the Demon-Conquering Treasure Pestle had already been smashed down heavily...
"boom!"
"Click——"
"puff--"
The deafening loud noise was accompanied by the crisp sound of broken bones and the sound of blood and flesh splashing, mixed with Wei Hu's heart-wrenching howl and the subconscious screams and gasps of cold air from the surrounding gods and gods, playing together. Play a piece of music to welcome the arrival of morning light.
"Brother!"
Yang Jian roared, his eyes slightly red.
After receiving the blow from the Demon-Conquering Treasure Pestle, Wei Hu was thrown away like a rag doll. He crossed a perfect parabola like a meteor, and after flying for more than ten miles, he began to fall towards the Guixu Great Abyss below. go.
The sharp-eyed Immortal God can see that his chest has been completely sunken, and not much air has come in, and even the soul has floated out from the top door.
That is to say, as a top-grade immortal, his body is inherently tough and indestructible. In addition, Yang Jian finally withdrew some of his strength, and Yu Yuan finally let go, causing him to be thrown away while also removing most of his body. strength, otherwise his body would have been beaten into a meat pie by that pestle at this moment.
"Look at what happened..."
Yu Yuan smacked his lips and glanced at the demon-conquering pestle in Yang Jian's hand, "If you don't learn well at a young age, what's the point of sneak attacks?"
"you do this delibrately!"
Yang Jian's eyes turned red and he couldn't help roaring.
Normally he would never act like this.
Because he is the one who usually controls the situation!
But at that moment, he clearly felt the gap.
Not only in terms of strength, but also in calculations, mentality, adaptability and other aspects.
This Jie Jiao disciple named Yu Yuan reversed everything in less than half a stick of incense, completely destroying the good situation he had gained by plotting against the Holy Mother of Fire Spirits.
"What's intentional?"
Yu Yuan looked at Yang Jian in confusion, "Your senior brother humiliated me, is there anything wrong with me slapping him a few times?"
"..."
Yang Jian opened his mouth, holding the demon-conquering pestle tightly in his right hand, the backs of his fingers turning blue and white.
Finally, he shook his head and said one word at a time: "No problem."
"It's fine if there's no problem."
Yu Yuan nodded slightly, with a gentle smile like spring breeze and rain, "Go and save your senior brother, otherwise it will be too late."
Yang Jian nodded and looked at Yu Yuan deeply.
Without saying a word, he jumped directly, turned into a rainbow light and caught Wei Hu, and then quickly disappeared into the sky...
