Yunxiao carried a hoe and chased Nuwa fiercely, but Nuwa was also speechless.
He originally thought he could teach Yun Xiao a lesson, but he didn't know that he was the one being chased now.
If it weren't for Zhang Yifan's existence, Nuwa would have stopped holding back long ago.
Of course, Yunxiao also knew that Nuwa would have some scruples and would not dare to kill her.
Seeing that all the great masters seemed to have come to spy on the situation, Nuwa disappeared directly.
Yunxiao was left laughing on the spot.
Yunxiao also sensed that someone was spying on him, so he put away his hoe early, covered his breath, and lowered his cloud head.
"What a baby."
Yunxiao was still excited: "Next time, I'll dig up some little people from the Western religion."
Thinking about it, she headed towards Jin'ao Island.
On the other side, Yang Jian was also rushing to Meishan after leaving Zhang Yifan's small yard.
Daozu Hongjun's plan to seal the sky shocked and horrified Yang Jian.
He knows that there may not be much time left for the future, and the only way to deal with all crises is to improve his own strength.
Brothers from Meishan will no longer be able to wander around and watch wild cranes, they must practice carefully.
This time when he returned to Meishan, Yang Jian brought two buckets of food to Xiaotian Dog.
Speaking of which, these two buckets of so-called food were actually pig food made by Zhang Yifan and used to feed the pigs.
But Yang Jian felt that the pig food contained the fragments of the avenue, and he was not calm for a long time. He begged Zhang Yifan to give him two buckets.
I came to my grandpa's house several times, but I couldn't bring him the Roaring Sky Dog. This time I brought back some pig food containing fragments of the Great Law, so that it could gain some strength.
I had no choice, I couldn't eat enough food, and I couldn't stop eating, so I had to get some pig food.
On the only way to Meishan, two people suddenly appeared and blocked the way.
Seeing the person coming, Yang Jian felt cold in his heart. He knew that the person coming was not good, but he still smiled on his face: "Manjushri Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, what a coincidence, where are you two going?"
"Yes, what a coincidence, I meet you here." Samantabhadra also smiled.
While smiling, he teamed up with Manjushri Bodhisattva to activate the killing array that had been ambushed for a long time.
"Two Bodhisattvas, what do you mean?" Yang Jian's face turned cold, and the three-pointed two-edged sword hit the ground heavily.
"What do you mean?" Puxian Bodhisattva snorted coldly: "Humph, little Yang Jian, you killed two of my mounts, what do you think it means?"
"I killed your two mounts? When?" Yang Jian pretended to be surprised and confused.
Manjusri said angrily: "Erlang God, stop pretending! You were the one who killed the green-haired lions and the yellow-tusked old elephants on the Lion Camel Ridge."
"Oh~" Yang Jian smiled: "Those two monsters are causing harm to the people and eating people everywhere. The two Bodhisattvas are so compassionate and save the suffering. How can the monsters be their mounts? Are you mistaken?"
"That is my mount!" Puxian Bodhisattva shouted angrily.
Hearing this, Yang Jian sneered and said, "Is this your mount? As a Bodhisattva, you allowed your mount to descend to earth and become a demon, harming the people and causing innocent people to become unjust ghosts. How can you still have the face? It's so shameless!"
"What do they have to do with me when they come down to earth privately?"
"I killed them privately, so what does it have to do with you? Everyone can kill such monsters! I, Yang Jian, am here to eliminate harm for the people!"
"Little Yang Jian, don't be so arrogant!"
Manjushri Bodhisattva pointed at Yang Jian angrily: "For the sake of being a fellow disciple of the Chan Sect in the past, if you cut off one of your arms today and kowtow to admit your mistake, I will spare your life, uncle."
"Hahahaha, uncle? Are you two still Taoist Manjushri and Taoist Samantabhadra?"
Yang Jian raised his head and laughed: "They are just two traitors to the teachings, and they still have the nerve to call me master uncle? They cut off an arm and kowtowed to admit their mistakes? Are you crazy? I am not in a hurry to clean up the family, even if you can do it Good luck."
Samantabhadra Bodhisattva also laughed and said sarcastically: "Cleaning the house? Huangkou boy, even if you are quite talented, you are just a Daluo Jinxian. We are also Daluo Jinxian. You are still a bit young."
Manjusri also taunted: "The two of us have joined forces, and today we will pay with your blood! We will use your dog's head as a sacrifice to our mount."
Manjushri Bodhisattva had a murderous look on his face and a cold tone. He waved his hand to activate the formation. He waved the innate spiritual treasure wisdom sword, and the overwhelming murderous aura suddenly turned into countless divine swords and struck and killed.
"Okay, okay, the lackeys of the Western religion dared to blatantly intercept and kill the heavenly officials. They are really rebelling!"
Yang Jian's Nine Turns Xuan Gong was running very fast. He raised the three-pointed two-edged sword and swung it fiercely a few times to kill the Mantian Divine Sword.
"What is heaven? You still want to control Western religions." Puxian sneered, holding the innate spiritual treasure vajra pestle in his hand, and knocked it down with one blow.
Manjusri was not idle either, he also raised his sword and struck at him.
The two Daluo Jinxian techniques were used with all their strength, determined to take revenge, and also wanted to take this opportunity to kill one of the Jade Emperor's trusted generals.
For a moment, the sky collapsed and the earth split apart in the killing formation, flames shot into the sky, and it was a scene of the end of the world.
Yang Jian also responded with all his strength, displaying the power of Daluo Jinxian to the extreme.
But after all, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. After a fierce fight, Yang Jian was defeated and was cut hundreds of miles away by Manjusri's sword.
"Hahahaha, little Yang Jian, please be beheaded!" Manjushri Bodhisattva laughed.
Yang Jian also smiled: "Beheaded? The warm-up is not over yet! I just want to see what you two are capable of. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."
"Hmph, what's the point of talking too fast! Die!" The vajra in Samantabhadra's hand instantly enlarged like a pillar to support the sky, and hit it hard, even the void was shattered.
Seeing the earth-shattering pestle coming, Yang Jian took his time, put away the three-pointed two-edged knife, and took out a two-foot-long wooden stick.
It was the half-cut hoe wooden handle I got from Zhang Yifan.
"Die, die, you two losers, you are not very capable and your tone is not small. Let me teach you how to die well."
Yang Jian laughed as his early quasi-sage cultivation was instantly released!
The vast coercion surged in all directions, like a celestial river pouring down, and a tsunami swept across, immediately knocking the Vajra as big as a mountain away!
"Quasi Saint?!"
Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva stared, shocked and angry.
No!
Yang Jian's son was still Daluo Jinxian a few months ago!
How come he has become a quasi-sage power now? !
I was beaten up and down just now, but now it seems that it was all fake and he was playing tricks on me!
Damn it, Yang Jian is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!
Manjusri, Samantabhadra is so angry!
"That's right, he's a quasi-sage! Give me a stick!"
At the moment when the two of them were distracted, Yang Jian laughed and hit Puxian on the head with a short stick!
"Be careful!" Manjusri shouted and raised his sword to block him.
boom!
Click click click.
The innate spiritual treasure wisdom sword was broken and shattered by a stick!
Pu Xian was also shaken thousands of miles away by the majestic magic power and vomited blood.
"My sword of wisdom!"
Manjusri shouted in shock: "Little Yang Jian, what kind of magic weapon is that of yours?!"
Facing Yang Jian who suddenly transformed into the quasi-sage realm, the two of them were frightened enough, and there was an even more frightening magic weapon in his hand!
"This, this will be called Dog Fighting Stick from today on!"
Yang Jian clapped the short stick in his hand and said with a smile: "This dog-beating stick is specially designed to beat you, the lackeys of the Western religion!"
"I'll fight!" Yang Jian shouted and hit him again with his stick!
boom!
boom!
Manjusri and Samantabhadra were frightened and hurriedly resisted.
But the two of them are only in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian, so how can they defeat Yang Jian, a quasi-sage?
Coupled with the short stick of the Dao Weapon, the two of them had no choice but to run for their lives.
Whether you can escape or not is another matter!
boom!
The innate spiritual treasure Vajra was broken.
"My vajra!"
The magic weapon was destroyed, Puxian screamed and spit out a mouthful of old blood again.
"Hahaha, old Puxian, watch me beat the dog with a stick!" Yang Jian raised the stick and hit him again.
The two were frightened and had to run away.
"Let's go!"
Samantabhadra shouted, calling Manjusri to run away.
"Let's go? Are you the only one who has set up a large formation?" Yang Jian sneered and activated the large formation, leaving the two of them with nowhere to escape.
"You! So insidious!" Puxian was horrified. Yang Jian, who had been hunted for showing weakness before, actually secretly arranged a magic circle!
"Am I insidious? This god is very upright! This is a big formation arranged under your noses, it's not like you just ambush in secret. Hahahaha!"
As Yang Jian spoke, he couldn't help but laugh at the two of them.
He laughed at the two of them as useless people and set up a formation under their noses, but neither of them noticed.
"I hit, I hit, I hit, I hit!"
Yang Jian smiled cheerfully and chased the two men fiercely, beating Puxian until Manjusri jumped up and down, holding his head and running away.
Boom!
Puxian was hit with a stick on the head, and a big bump suddenly appeared on his forehead!
Boom!
Another strike with the stick! Another big bulge!
The weapon of the great avenue, the wooden stick, hit him, and the soul was in heart-rending pain.
This made Samantabhadra Bodhisattva want to cry without tears and unable to scream!
"Still want to run! Hehehehe!"
Yang Jian dodged and grabbed Samantabhadra, kicked Samantabhadra down and made him kneel down, and then stepped on his calf so that he could not escape.
Immediately, Yang Jian raised his stick and hit him on the head!
"I'll let you run! Let you be arrogant! Let you be arrogant..."
Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
Knocked seven or eight times in a row!
Poor Puxian Bodhisattva, the bags on his head were folded into nine layers of arhat, and the layers of arhat were bleeding, and his face was full of blood!
That look is as funny as you want it to be, and as miserable as you want it to be!
And Yang Jian was laughing.
In this scene, Yang Jian looked like a terrifying evil spirit, making Manjusri Bodhisattva, who was running for his life, tremble like a mortal.
Bang!
Click!
Yang Jian broke Samantabhadra's legs with a stick, knocked him unconscious with a stick, and then tied him up and clamped him under his armpits.
Then he raised his stick and chased Manjushri Bodhisattva.
I’m a bitch!
Manjushri Bodhisattva was numb all over and was so frightened that Daluo Jinxian's magic power surged crazily and he tried his best just to escape!
This scene is very similar to a child being chased and beaten by his mother with a stick when he was a child!
Manjusri was about to cry.
If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have come!
If you fail to kill, you will be killed!
Oh my God!
Someone come and save me!
boom!
In response to Manjushri Bodhisattva, Yang Jian gave him a stick.
With one blow of the stick, Manjusri was beaten until his back was bloody and bloody. The whole person hit the ground like a cannonball, creating a deep pit!
Yang Jian flashed forward with an aura of invincibility, stepped on the head of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and stepped on it in the mud. His quasi-sage magic power surged endlessly, and the scene was extremely majestic!
"My life is at stake!"
Manjushri Bodhisattva continued to vomit blood and felt extremely regretful. Why did the superior Western Bodhisattva suffer such a disaster and die at the hands of this junior?
Yang Jian's eyes flashed with golden light, and he slowly raised his short stick, causing thousands of hectares of thunder to shine all over the sky. The void was shattered, and his aura was extremely terrifying.
I'm going to hit him hard with a stick and kill this Manjusri!
"Disciple, stop!"
At the critical moment, a loud shout came.
