Chapter 27 Promotion and Chaos

There was a commotion coming from the gate of Jizhou camp.

Then the horn sounded, signaling the whole army to assemble.

Countless soldiers gathered together.

Also includes soldiers guarding the bronze tripod.

Seeing this, Yang Jian went straight in.

What meets the eye is a thick, indissoluble red light.

The light emanated from a pool of red liquid contained in the bronze tripod.

This is the spirit he has always been thinking about.

Yang Jian watched intently, and it seemed as if he heard bursts of fighting and wailing. The remaining resentment and murderous intent stimulated his mind.

[Spirit +1]

[Spirit +1]

[Spirit +1]

Dense and dense information was transmitted from the magic eye to his mind.

The Eight-Nine Profound Art was running wildly under the impetus of the spirit. The Demon Eye between the eyebrows was previously severely injured after taking a look at the sword energy of the Qingping Sword. Now the scar was slowly repaired and it was as good as new.

In a turn,
Two turns
Eight turns
Nine turns.

Soon, seventy-two spiritual essences were gathered to push the fourth level of Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts to perfection.

Another supernatural power is about to be born.

A strong tearing sensation seemed to emerge from inside the body.

First the bone marrow is torn, then the flesh and blood are torn, until the tearing sensation spreads throughout the body.

Then it was as if the whole person was placed in a millstone, crushing his flesh and blood, as if grinding him into powder.

The extreme pain almost made him faint.

It was only through superhuman willpower that he managed to hold on and not fall down.

In an instant, Yang Jian's figure disappeared, and only a cloud of white mist remained where he had originally stood, and on the ground were the clothes he had been wearing.

[Water Cloud Body: The body is like water cloud, coming and going freely, difficult to be harmed by magic, restrained by fire attribute magic and area killing magic]

The next moment, the white mist condensed, revealing Yang Jian's figure again.

At this moment, he was completely naked, with his strong and muscular body exposed to the air.

This magical power is too bad. Will I be naked during the fight?
Yang Jian put on his clothes, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and decided that he would never use this magical power unless it was absolutely necessary.

He looked at the bronze tripod, and surprisingly, most of its essence was still left.

[Spirit +1]

[Spirit +1]

[Spirit +1]

There seemed to be sounds of commotion outside the camp.

Yang Jian had no time to be distracted, as his Eight-Nine Profound Art had already entered the fifth level, and the amount of spirit essences required for advancement had become 144 spirit essences.

As the magic eye continued to absorb, the pool of red liquid in the bronze tripod became less and less.

The fifth level is about to be completed.

Again?

He suddenly felt his blood burning, and the heat seemed to emanate from deep in his bones.

It spread from the bones to the whole body, as if burning dry the flesh and blood.

[Golden Muscle and Jade Bones: Your strength and magical powers are doubled, and your body has good defensive capabilities.]

The burning sensation gradually subsided, and Yang Jian digested the new insights that emerged in his mind.

His magical power of [Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants] originally provided him with a strength of 100,000 kilograms. Now with the blessing of [Golden Muscle and Jade Bones], it has increased to 200,000 kilograms.

There have also been significant changes in the body, the figure has become more symmetrical and the skin has become fairer.

In the devil eye between his eyebrows, the spiritual light surrounding him doubled.

No one could have imagined that within his inconspicuous body, there lay hidden a strength of two hundred thousand kilograms.

Yang Jian clenched his hand, and the sound of squeezing the air made a loud bang.

He is now confident that if he faces Zheng Lun again, he can kill him with a single punch using his physical strength.

He had never seen Hei Hu and Shen Gong Bao use their full strength, so he didn't know how much his current strength was compared to theirs.

His current cultivation level is still at the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation realm and there has been no change. After all, the Eight-Nine Profound Art is not an authentic Qi Refining method. The magic power at this time is just the natural gathering and refining of spiritual power after the physical fitness is improved.

He needs to find a method of cultivation to truly embark on the path of immortality.

Just as he was immersed in the joy of his sudden increase in strength.

A loud shout rang out from outside the tent: "Where is Yang Jian? You are plotting to kill the Grand Tutor of Shang Dynasty. You are guilty of treason. Deng Zhong is following the orders of Grand Tutor Wen to arrest the rebels. Jizhou Marquis Su Hu has surrendered. How long are you going to hide?"

Yang Jian sensed that the demon pill in his dantian was vibrating slowly, as if reminding him of something.

Could it be that Yuan Futong's plot was exposed and Su Hu was implicated? Yang Jian frowned, thinking of the sword light he saw earlier, and thought that this was really troublesome.

A wave swept over, and Yang Jian suddenly felt that his position was exposed.

"Look at the sword!"

A heavy voice sounded from above my head, as if it was a deliberate reminder.

The next moment, Yang Jian suddenly felt his scalp tighten, as if a great crisis was coming from above his head.

He moved quickly, broke through the tent and rushed out.

In an instant, the tent was smashed by a huge sword, which collided with the bronze tripod inside, causing flames to splash everywhere.

"Click~"

The bronze tripod kept making cracking sounds, then broke into countless pieces and shot in all directions.

Some fragments flew towards Yang Jian with a whistling sound like bullets. Yang Jian did not dodge and let them hit his body. Holes appeared on his clothes, but his skin was intact.

The defensive power brought by [Golden Muscle and Jade Bones] made him not afraid of attacks of this strength.

Yang Jian didn't have time to thank this kind-hearted man for helping him clean up the evidence of stealing soul essence.

A strong sense of crisis came from the figure in front of me.

He looked solemnly at the tall figure in front of him.

Under the moonlight, the man was dozens of feet tall, with a green face and fangs, and a head of red hair dancing wildly like a ball of burning flame. His beard fluttered in the wind, making him look like a demon.

In his hand he held a huge sword, on which were engraved four characters: 'Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind'.

After forcing Yang Jian out with one sword, he did not attack again.

"Yang Jian, why don't you surrender?"

A young man holding a huge axe appeared from the side, with a look of resentment on his face.

He couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the devil eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows. His master Wen Zhong also had a devil eye between his eyebrows, which could distinguish loyalty from treachery, good from evil, and dispel illusions. He wondered what magical powers the eyes of Yang Jian in front of him had.

Yang Jian looked at the person who came: "Are you Deng Zhong? Do we have any grudges against each other?"

I don’t know what’s wrong with this guy, but he glared at him as soon as he came out, as if they had a grudge against each other.

Deng Zhong nodded: "Yes, I am Deng Zhong. You are trying to murder Grand Tutor Wen, and your crime is unforgivable."

Yang Jian thought to himself that I clearly stopped Yuan Futong who wanted to murder me, so Wen Zhong should give him a certificate of commendation.

He turned his gaze to the huge figure and asked.

"Then this person is Mo Liqing, one of the four generals of the Mo family?"

"Humph! Since you know my name, why don't you surrender? Master Wen may spare your life for the sake of the friendship between our two sects.

If you resist stubbornly, I will beat you into a pool of blood and mud, so don't blame me."

Mo Liqing snorted coldly and said suddenly.

In the devil's eye, he could tell through his magical power that these two people were extremely powerful, far surpassing Zheng Lun, whom he had previously fought against.

These two people are both on the Taiyi path, and their strength is related to the weapons and magic weapons in their hands.

And in Deng Zhong's dantian, there was a faint green light hovering, which was very similar to the sword energy of the Qingping Sword seen before.

Yang Jian remained silent, ignoring the green light on Deng Zhong's body that was like the sword energy of the Qingping Sword.

Then the only threat to him is Mo Liqing, whose cultivation level is two levels higher than his. Mo Liqing's cultivation level is at the Lianxu Hedao level, and the sword in his hand should be the magic weapon Qingyun Sword.

There should be a magic weapon called 'White Jade Vajra Bracelet', but he didn't see it on him.

Looking into the distance, he suddenly saw Su Daji and the others being subdued on the ground at the entrance of the camp, with the black cat sitting beside them motionless.

Su Daji kept signaling him with her eyes to give up resistance.

"Su Daji asked me to tell you that if you do as Deng Zhong says, the young lady will keep you safe."

Black Tiger sent a message to Yang Jian.

Only his strength can transmit messages in secret without being exposed.

A smile appeared on Yang Jian's lips. He suddenly thought of a good plan, but it required a big gamble.

"Anyone caught?"

His smile gradually turned crazy, and his eyes lit up with fighting spirit: "Let me see if you have the strength to do this."

“Bold~!”

The magic power of the Qingyun Sword in Mo Liqing's hand flowed, and a red flame ignited, and he slashed towards Yang Jian with the sword.

"You little brat, you are only at the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stage, yet you dare to be so arrogant!"

Deng Zhong was extremely angry. He clenched the huge axe in his hand and chopped Yang Jian in the waist the next moment.

In an instant, murder was imminent.

Yang Jian is in a precarious situation.

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