Chapter 72 Little Green Dragon

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian agreed, left quickly, took the bronze halberd, and quickly put on his armor and went on the battlefield.

He really wanted to stretch his muscles.

During the previous crisis in Chaoge, he had no sense of involvement and just stood aside like a minion.

At this moment, he was full of anger and wanted to vent it.

The demon in the realm of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness was just neither too strong nor too weak.

The realm of cultivation before becoming an immortal is to refine essence into Qi, refine Qi into spirit, refine spirit into emptiness, and refine emptiness into the Dao.

Then one must survive the heavenly tribulation before becoming an immortal.

Yang Jian's cultivation at this moment is at the realm of refining qi into spirit.

And relying on the magical powers provided by the Eight-Nine Profound Art, he could even escape unscathed when encountering the Lianxu Hedao.

The prerequisite is that the other party does not have any strange magic weapon.

He came in front of the black unicorn and jumped onto its back.

About to take off.

Suddenly, Deng Chanyu came running over from a distance, calling out to him to wait.

Deng Chanyu ran out of breath, panting, and her pretty face flushed.

Yang Jian was too fast, and she almost didn't catch up. At this moment, her eyebrows were raised: "Do you know where I am without you?"

Yang Jian just came to his senses. He was only thinking about going out to fight someone and completely forgot where he was going.

He traveled alone on this trip and did not bring Su Daji with him, because after Zishou ascended the throne, he gave the Xuanyuan Tomb to Su Daji and entrusted it to the clan.

Su Daji has realized her wish, the estrangement between them has disappeared, Su Daji will no longer be a threat, and now she is staying in the palace preparing to migrate with her people.

After a brief thought, Yang Jian pulled Deng Chanyu in front of him and placed her horizontally on the back of Mo Qilin.

The next moment, the black unicorn received instructions from Yang Jian and took off.

Deng Chanyu adjusted her posture and sat down, pointing out the direction for Mo Qilin.

The wind howled in my ears.

The strong wind blew Deng Chanyu's body backwards.

She was distraught because her father was in danger.

The only one she can rely on now is the enemy behind her who killed her brother Deng Zhong.

Deng Chanyu was in mixed mood at this moment.

She wanted to kill Yang Jian, but she had to rely on Yang Jian for the moment.

Looking back, I saw Yang Jian resting with his eyes closed.

His handsome face still looks a little childish.

Not much older than her.

If Yang Jian can rescue her father, when she seeks revenge on Yang Jian, she will give Yang Jian a chance to survive.

Deng Chanyu thought so in her heart. As soon as this thought came to her mind, she felt the pressure in her heart suddenly eased.

Yang Jian noticed that he was being watched. He opened his eyes and saw Deng Chanyu in front of him turning back to look at him in a daze.

He curled his lips and said, "Are you trying to avenge your brother now? I don't mind letting the three of you be buried together."

There was a hint of evil and ferocity in his words.

He would not be polite to Deng Chanyu just because of her beauty.

The girl had wanted to attack him before, but now, for the sake of her biological father's life, she swallowed her pride and begged Wen Zhong for help.

No one knew what Wen Zhong was thinking, he actually asked Yang Jian to rescue him.

Could it be that they were specifically targeting the Deng father and daughter?

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all blessings. If Yang Jian saved the Deng father and daughter, he would no longer have the thought of revenge.

If they still want to seek revenge on Yang Jian, they would be ungrateful people, and Wen Zhong could directly deal with Deng's father and daughter based on the greater good.

It seems that Wen Zhong has deep intentions.

Deng Chanyu heard the voice and came back to her senses. She realized what she had done and her face immediately flushed like the morning glow.

The next second she realized that Yang Jian was threatening her. Her eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity and she wanted to retort, but then she remembered that she still needed Yang Jian's help at this moment.

I could only turn my head away with a little annoyance.

Yang Jian was really too handsome, and she was dazed for a moment.

Deng Chanyu, oh Deng Chanyu, he is your enemy! What are you thinking about!

Deng Chanyu said to herself secretly.

When a small cliff appeared below, the sounds of swords clashing and thunder raging could be heard.

Deng Chanyu was immediately delighted and said hurriedly, "We're here! Hurry up and save my dad!"

Yang Jian looked down, his devil eye between his eyebrows wide open, sizing up the battlefield below.

At this time he was high in the sky and had a clear view of everything below.

There is a dragon in the field!
Below, Deng Chanyu's father, Deng Jiuzhong, the general of Sanshan Pass, led a group of Qi-refining practitioners to stop them.

A green dragon grabbed Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan with its claws on the left and right, and rushed left and right on the field.

As he moved, lightning burst out, and many monks were killed by the lightning, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Even Deng Jiuzhong had been seriously injured and was resting aside.

Yang Jian suddenly discovered something unusual. With the dragon's strength, these people would definitely not be able to stop him. However, he did not run away, but fought with a group of people here.

Mo Qilin suddenly said: "This dragon is less than a hundred years old. Look at the two horns on his head, they are still soft. It is an immature dragon.

Yang Jian, don't kill him. The dragon clan is quite powerful. If you kill this dragon, you will probably get into big trouble. The whole thing is extremely strange and weird. The Dragon Palace will never let such a small dragon come out to fight.

I have to send a message to the master and see how he will deal with it."

"Good~"

Yang Jian nodded. It seemed that he could not use his Karma Fire ability, as he would burn the opponent to ashes if he was not careful.

Just as Mo Qilin was about to descend in altitude, Yang Jian waved his hand to stop him. He didn't need to go through so much trouble.

The next moment, he stood up from the black unicorn's back and jumped down.

Deng Chanyu panicked and asked Mo Qilin, "Why is Yang Jian so depressed? At a height of hundreds of meters, he only has the cultivation level of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation, and cannot fly in the air. Wouldn't he be killed if he jumped down?"

Mo Qilin glanced coldly and did not answer.

Deng Chanyu felt disheartened.

She originally thought that her father could be saved this time, but who knew that Yang Jian, the arrogant fool, would actually jump down.

You know, only when you reach the realm of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness can you connect the heaven and earth with your soul and perform magic such as riding on clouds.

Even if Yang Jian is a strong fighter and can fight against the monsters below, if he jumps straight down, isn't he just waiting to fall to his death?
She expected that Yang Jian had learned how to control the wind and would slow down at the end.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian moved faster and faster, as if he wanted to commit suicide.

What a good thing!

How many seconds does it take to land from a height of 100 meters?
Yang Jian’s answer was ten seconds.

Ten seconds later, a look of resentment just appeared on Deng Chanyu's face.

Then there was a loud bang.

Smoke and dust rose from the ground.

Yang Jian landed on the ground with a bang, stepping on the upper half of Xiao Qinglong's body directly into the ground. His claws suddenly loosened, and Wei Zhongyan and Wei Ziqi rolled to the ground.

"Surrender and I will spare your life."

Yang Jian stepped on the dragon's body and pointed the bronze halberd in his hand at the huge dragon's head in front of him.

"You are just a mere mortal! You can only dream!"

The back half of the dragon's body suddenly swung and smashed towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian dodged it.

Qinglong was immediately freed, pulled his head out of the pit, and floated in the air.

He was chanting an unknown spell, and on the dragon's head, the two floating whiskers were connected by lightning, and the hair on the dragon's body stood up, also wrapped with lightning.

Lightning burst out from the translucent jade dragon horns.

The next moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly emanated from the dragon's horn.

The thunder broke through the air, making a loud 'boom' sound, and spread towards Yang Jian.

Just as Yang Jian stood still, he saw a flash of lightning.

The lightning hadn't yet struck him, but he could already feel a tingling sensation from the armor on his body and the bronze halberd in his hand.

The lightning was so fast that Yang Jian had no time to react and was knocked away.

Crashed against the cliff wall nearby.

"Rumble"

Debris fell and buried it.

"A mere mortal!"

A hint of mockery flashed in Qinglong's eyes. He looked up at the sky and found the man's mount.

"It's finally here. The wait was not in vain."

Unfortunately, Wen Zhong did not come, only a mount came.

It doesn’t matter, as long as he can delay the person coming, their plan will be half accomplished.

He should have been held back. The man was hit by a bolt of lightning just now. Even if his soul wasn't torn to pieces, he didn't have the strength to fight anymore.

High in the sky, Deng Chanyu looked anxious: "Master Qilin, please act quickly."

The black unicorn flew in the air, swung its tail, and shook its head, saying, "I have followed Master Wen for hundreds of years. Master Wen always takes action when we encounter enemies. I have never learned how to fight, but only how to escape. My greatest function is to run fast!"

The implication was that Deng Chanyu should not count on him.

"Yang Jian won't be defeated so easily."

Mo Qilin had a look of regret in his eyes. He had seen Yang Jian's crazy killing under the barbarian Bai Shi City before, so he naturally had a good understanding of Yang Jian's strength.

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