Chapter 1070 Brother-in-law!
"Today, I, Yang Jian, will make you, a mortal, pay the price for your crimes."

Wang Ming listened to Yang Jian's declaration and knew that battle was inevitable.

The wound that was severely inflicted by Yang Jian before has now healed.

"So you are Yang Jian! Then why do we need to see me? Brother-in-law?" Wang Ming deliberately provoked Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian heard this, he got really furious.

The cabbages I grew at home were eaten by pigs when I wasn't paying attention. The pigs were so mean that they ate eight cabbages in a row.
"Aa ...

Yang Jian's rage soared to the sky, and the [three-pointed, double-edged sword] in his hand instantly lit up with golden divine flames, and the brown and gold armor on his body was also covered with golden divine flames.

next moment,
The golden blade was in front of Wang Ming, and with one cut, golden-red flames surged, dazzling and stimulating.

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Wang Ming used [Seven Illusions of Immortality] with both hands, thinking that it would be enough to resist, but it was broken directly.

Fortunately, Wang Ming had made the golden dragon of luck into armor early on and covered his body with it, but the [three-pointed, double-edged sword] only cut a hole in his chest.

Wang Ming looked down and saw that no blood had flowed out of the wound. Instead, it was covered with a layer of golden divine flame, which directly evaporated the blood.

"Mortal, I only came here to secretly protect my sister and had no intention of working with you. But you should never, ever provoke my sister. I will never let you off easily today." Yang Jian said angrily.

Wang Ming ignored the furious Yang Jian and quickly directed the water of the Zi Mu River to wash away the remaining magical power covering the wounds on his body, and then recover from his injuries.

He looked at Yang Jian.

I thought to myself, "The Yang Jian in this world is obviously more powerful than Sun Wukong. It seems that I underestimated him before."

When Yang Jian and Sun Wukong were fighting in Heaven, it was obvious that Yang Jian had the upper hand in terms of combat power.

After all, Sun Wukong's skills are basically all about escaping, which is different from what Yang Jian is good at.

Although Sun Wukong later digested the medicinal power of the elixir in the Bagua Alchemy Furnace and broke through to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, his potential was also consumed to a great extent, which was a kind of advancement that was like forcing growth.

Moreover, his natural divine pupils were destroyed in the Bagua Alchemy Furnace.

Afterwards, he was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain for five hundred years, and his cultivation was abandoned.

Naturally, he cannot be compared with Yang Jian.

Wang Ming's eyes lingered on the weapon in Yang Jian's hand for a moment, and he thought to himself: "Although Yang Jian is very powerful, his combat power is only equivalent to my body. If I had a suitable weapon, I would never be so passive."

Wang Ming would not use any provocation to provoke Yang Jian to give up his weapon and fight him bare-handed.

Because it's useless.

Although Yang Jian’s image is mostly positive and glorious, he is actually a bad guy at heart.

A complete idiot.

In the Age of Conferred Gods, stealing people's weapons and drilling into their stomachs...

Of the 365 righteous gods in heaven, nearly half have suffered at his hands.

I wonder if such an old man like this would fall for the provocation?
“Chichi!!!”

Another stream of blood spurted out from Wang Ming's body. Yang Jian's knife was fast and dangerous. Each strike was like a caress of death, making people shudder.

"Brother-in-law, if you still have the mood to fight with me, your nephew will have to deal with the world."

After these words were spoken, Yang Jian's anger, which had subsided a little, was ignited again. With one blow of his sword, he chopped off half of Wang Ming's shoulder, leaving a bloody mess with bones exposed, and his body flew out.

"Cough cough cough!!!" Wang Ming fell into the Zimu River.

"Yang Jian, don't be so shameless. If you do it again, don't blame me for being rude."

Yang Jian said coldly: "The threats from the weak are often seen as jokes."

Wang Ming said: "Do you know how big their bellies are?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered with light, and he seemed ready to take action.

Wang Ming quickly said, "That's because they were hit by my newly created [Creation Divine Fist]."

Yang Jian snorted coldly: "Bullshit Fortune Fist, such a vulgar move is called Fortune Fist, you are simply insulting the word Fortune."

Wang Ming did not get angry, but said: "Is it an insult to the word destiny? I am too lazy to argue with you, but this boxing method is not only effective on women. Do you want to experience the greatness of maternal love?"

As soon as these words came out.

Yang Jian instantly became furious, his original arrogant demeanor disappeared, and he looked at Wang Ming with extreme vigilance.

But the next moment,
Yang Jian laughed again: "Hahaha! You want to scare me? If you really have the ability, why would you waste your time talking to me? You are such a despicable, shameless and unscrupulous guy, you would have definitely attacked me a long time ago."

Wang Ming still didn't get angry when he heard this.

It’s not because the person he cursed was Li Shimin, which has anything to do with me, Lu Xun.

Instead,

As a Chinese from Blue Star, I don't care about these accusations because the people of that country have no faith.

Although they have many gods, they have never truly believed in any one god.

When you go to worship, you should also say: "Please bless me, I will definitely bless you after the success."

It's like making a deal with God.

It’s not right to say that they have no faith, because they do have faith.

That belief is to live!
Because of this belief, no suffering or difficulty can destroy this nation or break up this country.

Wang Ming’s belief is the same.

Wang Ming doesn't care about any despicable or unscrupulous means as long as he can survive.

If you keep surviving, you can move towards higher places, one day you can return to your hometown, and one day you can be reunited with the people in your memory.

Wang Ming shook his head and said, "I didn't do it to you, not because I couldn't, but because I was afraid that it would be spread that I got a man pregnant, which would ruin my reputation. If you insist on forcing me, I can let you feel your mother's love."

Yang Jian's eyes twitched a few times when he heard this, and he thought to himself: "It can't be true! If it is true, how can I face people after I get tricked!"

Needless to say, Yang Jian was afraid. Although that move was not life-threatening, it could cause a person to die socially on the spot and sentence them to lose the right to choose their spouse.

Just at this time,

A cool ray of moonlight appeared in broad daylight.

A beautiful figure dressed in white fairy clothes slowly walked towards them from a distance.

The moment she appeared, the eight already stunning female fairies paled in comparison and no longer looked so eye-catching.

She is the fairy Chang'e.

She is also the second owner of the Moon.

She is not a vase or a palace maid dancing before the emperor, but a top-level Daluo Jinxian.

If she hadn't lacked the method of [Beheading the Three Corpses], she would have achieved quasi-sainthood long ago.

"Don't worry, his so-called [Creation Fist] is just a superficial application of the rules." A cold female voice sounded.

Both Wang Ming and Yang Jian were stunned.

(End of this chapter)