Chapter 284: The Young King of Wei vs. Yang Jian

Confucius Temple, a holy place of Confucianism.

The cultivation of the pregnant god was sealed, leaving only the cultivation of refining essence and nourishing qi to be used.

Others just thought that Cao Jie was a cultivator who was pregnant with gods and a person who practiced the unorthodox Five Ghost Technique.

Because he always used the "Red-haired Ghost" to fight enemies, Cao Jie had never shown anyone his skills of refining essence, especially the skill of nourishing Qi.

Today's assassination was quite unexpected.

Who could have expected that in this holy land of Confucianism, there would be someone who could hide so deeply? It was obvious that he had used some kind of magic weapon to cover up the existence of the killer.

Otherwise, how could he have hidden it from Liu Tang's search.

Others may betray, but there is absolutely no possibility that the five ghosts under Cao Jie will betray.

"Cao thief, you can't escape today..."

The eunuch's voice was extremely loud, not like a eunuch at all. His tall figure stopped again in an instant, and the ghostly intention disappeared. He stood there straight and said with a smile:
"This is our Yang Jian. You thief Cao, give me your life!"

After saying this, he raised a big seal in his hand, like a dormant dragon ascending to heaven, and in an instant it reached his forehead, and then flipped down.

With this flip, Yang Jian's temperament and spirit reached its peak, just like an ancient emperor holding the jade seal and stamping the edict.

As soon as the jade seal was sealed, the whole country was shaken as if the world was turned upside down.

boom!
There seemed to be a thunderclap in the air, and the strong wind caused a small tornado to swirl inside.

"town……"

An invisible force spread out from Yang Jian's hands.

As soon as something unexpected happened in the Confucius Temple, Liu Tang shouted "Enemy attack" at the top of his lungs, while holding his sword horizontally in front of him, he strode forward and chopped at Yang Jian's head.

But just as his knife fell on Yang Jian's head, an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

Because he found that he couldn't move.

The entire Dacheng Hall was suppressed by the big seal.

"Emperor's Seal, you actually mobilized the fate of the Song Dynasty to suppress it..." Duke Yansheng widened his eyes and said in horror: "Aren't you afraid that the Song Dynasty will encounter a natural disaster that will not happen in a century next year?"

"He is the biggest disaster!"

Under the pressure of the seal, Yang Jian seemed to have consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy, and he gasped violently for several breaths.

Whenever he heard this name, Cao Jie wanted to laugh. Erlang Shen's name was Yang Jian, but Huizong really had a eunuch named Yang Jian, who was extremely favored by Zhao Ji.

"Are you so confident that you can take me down, sir?"

Cao Jie smiled. Who doesn’t have a trump card?

If he was just an unconventional person, he would have been killed on the spot with that sneak attack with flying needles just now.

Liu Tang and his personal guards had no time to react.

"Cao thief... Under the hundred-year destiny of the Song Dynasty, how can you escape? If you surrender, you can still leave with a whole body."

Yang Jian's body shook, and a phantom shadow appeared, as if he had really practiced the "Sunflower Manual" and used his speed and agility to the extreme.

In a flash, a phantom appeared in Cao Jie's eyes, like a ghost.

Facing Yang Jian's ghostly movements, Cao Jie stood still, yet he responded to all changes with the same attitude. He even closed his eyes, no longer relying on his physical eyes, but on that little bit of spiritual perception to sense Yang Jian's attacks.

The Pure Yang Qi of dual cultivation is not good at attacking, but in terms of assistance and recovery, it is the best Qi in the world!
No matter how you change, I will remain unmoved.

Suddenly, tinkling sounds were heard in the hall, and the crisp sounds of pearls falling on jade plates were endless. One was attacking, the other was defending, and the sky was full of Yang Jian's figure, like a continuous rainstorm, and Cao Jie was like a rock in the rainstorm.

Whether it was the suppressed Liu Tang, the panicked Duke Yansheng, or the brothers who surrounded the hall and frantically attacked the barrier, they were all stunned by the fight between Cao Jie and Yang Jian. It turned out that the elder brother was so strong!

If Cao Jie didn't have some tricks, he wouldn't have gone down the mountain so easily.

That is to say, the Confucius Temple cannot use the power of the God of Pregnancy, otherwise Yang Jian would have died long ago. And for Cao Jie, this power of the Confucius Temple is actually more beneficial to him.

If he were to be killed by relying on the power of refining essence and nourishing qi, even if a master like Yu Qilin came in person, it would be difficult to cause serious harm to him in a short period of time.

As for the God Pregnancy Realm, it is hard to say. Lin Lingsu of the Shenxiao Sect is the real enemy.

You can't help it.

After fighting like this for several rounds, Yang Jian became more and more impatient.

Obviously, the suppression of the seal is also time-limited.

But at this time, the talent of [Demon Star] to disrupt the will of heaven and turn the world upside down began to take effect. Cao Jie felt that the power that suppressed him was not very strong to begin with, and now it was getting weaker and weaker, until there was no pressure at all.

On the contrary, he can even leverage the opponent's power for his own benefit.

"Haha, Yang Jian, you really are the anti-Tian Gang!"

At this moment, only Yang Jian could feel how great Cao Jie's physical strength was. As his body swayed, even the air flow seemed to condense, and there was not even a sound of wind.

But there was no sound of wind or air. Facing his attack, Yang Jian's clothes seemed to be blown back violently by a strong wind.

Only after people saw Yang Jian's clothes flying violently, did they hear the extremely rapid sound of a whistle, a series of air explosions, and violent ripples of air shock in the center of the hall.

Everyone who saw the ripples felt as if the air around them had turned into water.

If it weren't for water, where would such strong ripples come from?

"Cough cough cough..."

Yang Jian seemed to be coughing up his lungs, and said miserably: "This is impossible, this is impossible... Zhao Song's national destiny not only did not suppress you, but was actually used by you... This is impossible... Your surname is not Zhao..."

"Roar!"

After Cao Jie took a breath, he let out a loud roar, and the air began to ripple slightly, spreading out like ripples.

Then, he pushed forward with his front foot, moved only half a step, pressed his waist with one fist, and threw a flying punch, like a giant axe splitting a mountain, and chopped it down.

This trick is so simple!

It is so simple that even people who don’t know martial arts can imitate it.

But even this simple move was so incredible when Cao Jie performed it.

With one chop, the ripples in the vibrating air became much larger.

Regardless of whether he was hit by the punch or not, he felt as if he was in the midst of a raging storm, unable to extricate himself.

Snapped!
The punch was still about ten feet away from Yang Jian, but it hit Yang Jian right in the chest.

The feminine true Qi continued to surge, and Yang Jian's muscles and skin shrank inward like cotton candy.

But no matter how he tried to relieve the force, a strange sound could be clearly heard from Yang Jian's chest, and the sound of "crackling" continued. Under the crushing of several levels of strength and the erosion of pure Yang Qi, his bones, muscles, and meridians turned into a ball of minced meat, comparable to a meat grinder.

Cao Jie stopped and stood, with the demeanor of a master, ready to decide life and death with one move, and said calmly: "Look, you fell before I even used any strength."

Yang Jian looked down at his rotten chest. His face was pale and bloodless, and then he fell down with a bang.

Instantly, the air around him loosened, and the jade seal that fell from his sleeve broke into pieces...

(End of this chapter)