The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　 Yeah, screwed up…

　　 Yang Xiaochan stood in the clouds, closed his eyes and bit his lip, not daring to see the tragedy below.

　　 A short sword returned with a few drops of black tiger blood and fell back into her hands. It was the one that Yang Jian had obtained from Master Taiyi.

　　 “Okay, just open your eyes,” Chu Qian held back her smile and said softly beside her.

　　 Yang Xiaochan opened his eyes and looked at him, and let out a sigh of relief.

　　 The more than one hundred soldiers who should have been ruined at the same time by her all-out sword, piled up into a small hill, standing on the edge of the big pit.

　　 Although those guys wailed constantly, there was no harm in reality.

　　 Yang Xiaochan tapped his forehead, and began to worry about how his brother would scold her in a while.

　　 Is this saving people? Because he couldn’t control his strength, when he wiped out the black tiger with a single sword, it almost wiped out the more than one hundred soldiers that the black tiger was chasing…

　　 If it hadn’t been for Chu Qian to make a timely move to remove the hundred soldiers, Yang Xiaochan’s sword would be absolutely extraordinary.

“come back.”

　　 Yang Jian’s voice rang in Yang Xiaochan’s ears, still so gentle.

　　 Yang Xiaochan sticks out his tongue and drives back with Chu Qian.

　　 Thousands of soldiers on the ground have begun to chant the fairy, but Yang Xiaochan felt a bit hot on his face.

　　 ashamed.

　　 Fortunately, Yang Jian did not scold her, but comforted her a few words, and reminded her to practice magical spells more. Yang Xiaochan agreed repeatedly, and he became more and more looking forward to the next path to the demon.

　　 The two men and the one demon continued to carry the boat forward, looking for vicious monsters among the endless mountains at the junction of Nanfangbuzhou and Central China.

　　 The sound of Ding Dong Qin was played again in the fairy boat, lingering endlessly, making people immersed in it.

　　 Listening to the sound of the piano, sometimes I want to dance, sometimes I feel inexplicable, sometimes whispering, sometimes raining bananas, which arouses people’s heart.

　　 Hear the piano music, one song is far from the red dust, the other is into the clouds, the other is through the netherworld, and the other is broken.

　　 Chu Qian played three songs, Yang Jian stood up and looked at the broken ridge a hundred miles away.

　　 The black smoke billowed, and the white bones became mountains in the black smoke. A burly figure sitting on the white bone throne also looked at the flying boat where Yang Jian was.

　　 Although they are hundreds of miles apart, the two seem to look at each other, seeing each other in each other’s eyes.

　　 “This demon should be cut.”

　　 Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

　　 He closed his eyes and slowly raised his energy to the strongest state.

　　 Chu Qian whispered: “Shang Xian, please be careful. This demon is said to have caught the secret of Daluo. It is cruel and unpredictable.”

　　Yang Jian shook his head, turned his head to look at Chu Qian and Yang Xiaochan, and said: “You come slowly, no matter what the result is, don’t move forward.”

　　 At this moment, a burst of black and red gas poured out of the broken mountain, overwhelming the sky, condensing into a huge skull, screaming at Xianzhou!

　　In a short time, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves were everywhere in the radius, and resentment arose in the ancient city tomb more than three hundred miles south of Broken Mountain!

“Humph!”

　　 Yang Jian’s response was just a cold snort, and the figure flashed out of the immortal boat. As soon as the universe unfolded, he immediately rushed out of Broken Mountain, three miles apart.

　　 “Brother, be careful…”

　　 Yang Xiaochan’s shout was not over, Yang Jian was no longer visible, but where the ghosts and wolves were howling, an astonishing aura connected the world, rushing through the thick clouds!

　　 I heard a deep voice coming from the Broken Mountain, which shook a thousand miles!

　　 “Yang Jian, the disciple of Yuding?!”

　　 “It’s me, how?”

　　 One question and one answer, Yang Jian’s arrogance is fully revealed, his figure standing between the sky and the earth, although small, but vast!

　　 “Today you are here to make a challenge! Even if you die, your teacher can’t blame me!”

　　 “Hahaha!” Yang Jian raised his head and laughed.

　　 A man is in the world, why use the teacher’s name to make the whole world?

　　 Yang Jian roared, and the black and red mist was dispersed!

　　 “Come to fight!”

　　 The big demon hidden in the Broken Mountain is also a fierce character, and immediately yelled in reply: “Success!

　　 The huge ghost face opened its big mouth and smashed it at Yang Jian! Yang Jian stepped down in the air, clenched his right fist, tilted his body to accumulate his strength, waited for the black and red ghost face to hit, and smashed out without a fancy punch!

　　 There was a loud bang, and between the sky and the earth, black air was smashed into the air.

　　 Although the black and red ghost noodles exploded, Yang Jian’s face turned pale for a moment, and his complexion continued to deal with it with all his attention.

　　 This is the enemy.

　　 The big demon in the mountain smiled and said “but so”, rushed directly out of the broken mountain and turned into a man of blood and blood, wearing black scale armor, but his face was white bones!

　　In a short time, the demon gas soared to the sky, and the sky was stained red with blood!

　　 Yang Jian glanced at his palms and smiled a little bitterly. When can he start with his long knife?

　　 Xuan Gang added body, Xuan Qi cloth body, twenty-three Xuan beads spinning around!

　　 Without saying a word, he immediately rushed forward!

　　 The black and red demon looked mighty, but he waved a big banner, and turned into ghosts in the sky. Thousands of ghosts screamed and directly covered Yang Jian’s figure!

　　 “Sorry, this demon is good at attacking the soul!”

　　 Chu Qian whispered, her expression hesitant, but Yang Xiaochan was already nervous to say nothing, couldn’t see through the ghosts, and felt uncomfortable.

　　 suddenly listen!

　　 “Open!”

　　 A loud shout, a roar suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, Yang Jian’s figure reappeared between heaven and earth, two divine lights in his eyes swept away, and the ghosts disappeared in a blink of an eye!

　　 Chu Qian was taken aback, but an inexplicable look bloomed in her wonderful eyes, and she exclaimed: “Good magical power!”

　　 Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed, and the figure rushed forward again.

　　 The three-zhang big demon roared in anger, waving the blood-colored big streamer with both hands!

　　In a short time, if the sky is a hole, a cloud of dark ghost aura floods the sky!

　　 The ground seemed to ooze blood, and waves of blood rose to the sky, and bones rose and fell in the waves!

　　 Yang Jian didn’t change his face when he saw it. He grabbed the Wuying Xuangang sword, the sword intent penetrated his body, turned into a long rainbow, and plunged into the boundless sea of ​​blood and black air.

　　 As soon as he entered the sea of ​​blood and black energy, blood-colored figures appeared one after another, forming a battle formation, facing Yang Jian!

“kill!”

　　 Yang Jian’s eyes were also bloodshot, a sword swept across, thousands of blood spirits exploded!

　　 He began to rush to kill, unstoppable, and he kept going!

　　咚!

　　 Suddenly heard the sound of the piano, Xian music entered his ears, Yang Jian’s figure was shocked, his profound energy revolved, and his eyes were clear.

　　 Hundred miles away, under the mountains and clouds.

　　 Chu Qian, dressed in white, slumped down here, holding a yaoqin in her arms, playing her fingers and condensing the law of immortality, inadvertently, she was already beautiful.

　　 Another young girl stood beside the piano, watching the battle from a hundred miles away without moving her eyes, and the worry in her heart went with the sound of the piano, endless…

　　 At this time, Yang Jian heard the sound of the piano, but he reflected the surrounding environment exactly in his heart. It was even more brave to rush, and the blood spirit was even more vulnerable.

　　 The sound of the piano is sometimes agitated, and Yang Jian opens and closes, and the blood waves of rushing and killing are all broken.

　　 sometimes tactfully lowers back, and Yang Jian steadily fights, smashing all the black energy that intends to fascinate his soul.

　　Chu Qian’s finger contains pure magical power, and Yang Jian is surrounded by a layer of light white smoke. UU reading www.uukanshu.com sheltered his soul…

　　 Although it was the first time that the piano and boxing were combined, it was perfect, and Yang Jian seemed to have endless power in his heart.

　　 Looking at the **** and red monster, the movement of waving the blood streamer became more and more difficult. Yang Jian had already rushed to his hundred feet before, and there was no way to stop it!

　　 The scarlet skull suddenly raised his head and roared, a wave of blood and black energy reversed, and it rushed into the body of the monster.

　　 The three-foot-high body grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye he became a hundred-foot-high giant. The blood streamer turned into a hundred-foot long spear, and it was smashed at Yang Jian!

　　锵!

　　 The sound of the piano turned into the sound of killing!

　　 Yang Jian suddenly raised his head, the divine light in his eyes bloomed again, directly piercing the curled blood streamer!

　　 And Yang Jian took a deep breath, the aura around his body turned into a biting sword intent, bending his legs, leaping up, and an invisible giant sword soared into the sky!

　　 He seemed to be facing the spear, but when he was heading for it, his figure suddenly flashed, and the giant sword went directly over the spear, from bottom to top, and cut into the throat of the black and red giant monster!

　　 A huge white bone head soared into the sky, but it opened its mouth wide, and three white lights flickered!

　　 Those are three white-bone daggers, the character shape rushes towards Yang Jian!

　　 At this moment, something happened on the mountain a hundred miles away, and Yang Jian couldn’t help but score!

　　 A giant blue-haired claw covered a ten-mile area and directly shot Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian!

　　 An old but angry roar followed the claws: “As a monster, you deserve to die!”

　　 is that Chu Qian.

But when the giant claw photographed it, he suddenly heard a chuckle: “Although this woman is a monster, she has been regarded as the hero of my human race, and she has nothing to do with your monster. Does the senior want to be offended because of the big monster. Am I the door?”

　　 A pair of simple scrolls slowly spread over Chu Qian and Yang Xiaochan…