Chapter 28 One vs. Two
Deng Zhong and Mo Liqing acted extremely quickly. If Yang Jian had not absorbed the blood, energy and spirit from the bronze cauldron, he would have been dead by now.

Su Daji looked at the dangerous situation Yang Jian was in in the distance, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

She would still clap and cheer if Yang Jian died, but her inner elixir is still in Yang Jian's body.

There was a gleam of light in her charming eyes, and she suddenly remembered that Yang Jian appeared from the Jizhou camp where the bronze tripod sacrificial vessel was placed.

I think he has some confidence to do this.

She was becoming more and more interested in this mysterious little guy.

"Good~"

Su Quanxiao, kneeling on the ground, looked excited. He couldn't wait to see Yang Jian being beheaded on the spot.

Thinking about how Yang Jian had dared to disobey him before, he became furious.

Now only by killing Yang Jian's head and body can he vent his hatred.

"Well done!"

Yang Jian laughed wildly.

He had never been more eager to fight than he was now. His rapidly increasing strength made him want to find a channel to vent.

The two people in front of me happen to be a good opponent.

The demonic eye between his eyebrows was burning hot, and the attack trajectories of the two people were clearly visible in his eyes.

Frantically calculating all the variables of the two people's attacks.

The next moment, Yang Jian suddenly retreated to deal with the huge axe that Deng Zhong was chopping at him, and he ran straight into Deng Zhong's arms.

There was a flash of cruelty in Deng Zhong's eyes. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Spirit Refining and Returning to the Void. In his opinion, Yang Jian was courting death by daring to resist stubbornly.

At this time, he even dared to rush straight towards him.

"Since you are seeking death, I will grant your wish."

He poured all his magical power into the giant axe in his hand, and the giant axe emitted a dim light and bursts of buzzing sounds.

However, it did not strike down as expected.

Yang Jian was extremely fast. He suddenly turned around and grabbed the axe handle with both hands, as if he wanted to snatch the weapon from him.

Deng Zhong felt even more angry. A contest of strength? He had never been afraid of it.

He suddenly exerted force, but Yang Jian did not move at all, as steady as a rock.

A trace of fear flashed across Deng Zhong's eyes, and then he noticed a huge force coming from the opposite side.

Yang Jian grabbed the giant axe and pulled Deng Zhong in front of him to block the giant sword that Mo Liqing was chopping down.

"Oops~"

This thought flashed through Deng Zhong's mind. He didn't expect that Yang Jian, who had such mediocre cultivation, could have such great strength.

The giant sword has not yet reached him, but he can already feel the scorching heat.

His hair was curled up due to the burning, and gave off a burnt smell.

At this moment, if Mo Liqing did not hold back, he would have to chop Deng Zhong to death first, and Yang Jian, holding Deng Zhong's axe in his hand, would definitely be able to block his attack.

He didn't dare to bear the consequences of accidentally killing Deng Zhong.

He could only deflect the attack and strike it aside.

"Boom~"

A group of tents were ignited by the flames from the sword, and the Jizhou camp suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Yang Jian kicked Deng Zhong hard and sent him flying.

Then I heard a rumbling sound in my ears.

It turned out that it was Mo Liqing who slapped him with the sword. The sword swept across the ground, and the tents along the way turned into sparks in the sky, and turned into a wisp of green smoke before it hit the ground.

Yang Jian only had time to hastily block with the weapon in his hand, but since he had no strength left, he was knocked straight out and smashed through countless tents.

Finally it stopped in front of Su Daji's previous tent.

Yang Jian turned his head and saw that his bronze halberd was still stuck there.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

After Deng Zhong was kicked out by Yang Jian, he saw Yang Jian being knocked away by Mo Liqing's sword. Thinking that Yang Jian's previous great strength could not have prevented this blow, he believed that Yang Jian was going to take the opportunity to escape.

He chased towards the place where Yang Jian fell.

Mo Liqing squatted slightly, and his body, which was dozens of feet tall, slowly descended. The fire from the Qingyun Sword in his hand disappeared, and the word "wind" on it glowed slightly. An invisible breeze lingered around him.

Then his legs suddenly straightened.

The whole person jumped high and landed on the place where Yang Jian fell.

"Boom~"

It stirred up a large cloud of dust when it landed.

"That's his mother~"

Deng Zhong cursed loudly, saying that Mo Liqing was really stupid, making such a commotion. Now no one could see clearly, and what if Yang Jian took advantage of the chaos to escape.

His worries quickly disappeared.

Mo Liqing raised the sword in his hand and shouted, "Disperse!"

A gust of wind emanated from the sword in his hand, blowing away the smoke stirred up around him.

"Whoosh~"

As the smoke dissipated, a whistling sound suddenly rang out.

Deng Zhong's pupils suddenly shrank, and the giant axe he had previously swung flew towards him at an extremely fast speed, making bursts of explosive sounds during flight.

He had no time to dodge and was about to be split in half by his own weapon.

A huge sword was inserted in front of him. The two weapons collided, and the sharp roar seemed to burst his eardrums.

It turned out that Mo Liqing used the flying sword method to summon the Qingyun Sword in his hand, and used it as a shield to block the giant axe thrown by Yang Jian.

Afterwards, Mo Liqing hurriedly turned around and looked at Yang Jian.

But he found that there was nothing in front of him. Yang Jian, who had just rescued Deng Zhong, had disappeared.

"Shock~"

The Qingyun Sword inserted into the ground emitted a buzzing sound, and a breeze spread in all directions, searching for Yang Jian's trace.

The objects knocked down along the way produced ripples that rippled in the wind and were sensed by him.

The next moment, Mo Liqing suddenly turned around, and Yang Jian had come behind him without him knowing, and the two were very close.

"goodbye!"

Yang Jian smiled and threw the bronze halberd in his hand towards his forehead like a javelin.

The spear was thrown with a force of two hundred thousand pounds, plus the bronze halberd weighed three thousand pounds.

When the two are added together, the air makes a series of explosions, which surprisingly exceeds the speed of sound and creates a sonic boom.

A burst of white mist emerged around the bronze halberd and lingered around it.

Mo Liqing only had time to swing out a silver bracelet.

The silver bracelet collided with the bronze halberd, and a sharp explosion sounded.

"White Jade Diamond Bracelet!"

The bronze halberd flew over in a spiral.

Yang Jian took the opportunity to catch it, looking grim.

"Yang Jian, I will give you one last chance. I will spare your life if you surrender. You are so powerful at such a young age. Why do you want to ruin your bright future here?"

Mo Liqing made some sword moves, and the huge sword flew into the air, while the white jade Vajra bracelet revolved around his body.

He looked at Yang Jian coldly, and decided not to show mercy as long as he uttered a word of no.

Just as Yang Jian hesitated, Deng Zhong attacked silently from behind, raised his huge axe and chopped down at Yang Jian.

Mo Liqing saw it but did not stop it.

Deng Zhong's actions naturally could not escape the detection of Yang Jian's magic eyes.

In the magic eye state, every clue around him was clearly visible in his mind.

"court death!"

Yang Jian turned around, swung the bronze halberd in his hand and attacked Deng Zhong.

The weapons collided with tremendous force, and Deng Zhong was unable to hold the weapon in his hand again, and the giant axe flew out.

"Should I say you're stupid, or should I say you're weak?"

Yang Jian pointed the bronze halberd at Deng Zhong's throat and mocked him mercilessly.

"Yang Jian, don't make the mistake."

Mo Liqing was worried that Yang Jian would be unable to get over the problem and kill Deng Zhong.

Deng Zhong is the legitimate son of the Deng family in Chaoge.

Even though Wen Zhong did not like Deng Zhong and accepting him as his disciple was purely a political deal, Deng Zhong was nominally Wen Zhong's eldest disciple after all.

If Yang Jian accidentally killed Deng Zhong for the sake of momentary pleasure, it would be a slap in the face of Wen Zhong.

"I will give General Mo this favor and spare your life. I will naturally go to find Master Wen later."

Yang Jian moved the bronze halberd that was pointing at Deng Zhong and spoke to Mo Liqing.

"Okay," Mo Liqing nodded. He recognized Yang Jian's strength. As for whether to escort him or not, it didn't matter. It was just a form of killing the chicken to scare the monkey by Master Wen.

After all, Yang Jian was a disciple related to Yuxu Palace, and Wen Zhong had previously instructed that he must be treated with courtesy.

But no one knew what was wrong with Deng Zhong. After seeing Su Daji and hearing that Yang Jian was her personal bodyguard, he began to hate Yang Jian.

Mo Liqing stretched out his big hand and rubbed his aching head. He had never thought about these things before. Today, Deng Zhong really gave him a headache.

"No, Yang Jian must be imprisoned, otherwise, how can Master Wen save his dignity?"

Deng Zhong's face flushed. The moment he saw Su Daji, he swore that this woman must be his. It turned out that Yang Jian was Su Daji's personal bodyguard and could enter and leave Su Daji's boudoir. The two were very close on weekdays.

The moment he learned the news, he sentenced Yang Jian to death in his heart.

As long as Yang Jian is given a special soul-binding lock, he will definitely lose all his magic power. Then he can be controlled by him and it won't be a big deal to kill him in prison.

But the process was not smooth, as Yang Jian actually dared to resist.

During the fight he even dared to humiliate him several times.

At this moment, the anger in his heart was suppressed to the limit. Sensing a ray of green sword energy in his dantian, murderous intent suddenly arose.

This was what Master Wen had just given him for protection, and he was told not to use it unless absolutely necessary and to return it after the matter was done.

The sword energy is extremely sharp, and if it is kept in the Dantian for too long it will damage the foundation.

And now, Yang Jian's resistance gave him a good excuse.

He made up his mind, raised his sword and pointed it at Yang Jian, with a green light flashing at his fingertips.

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