"I'm Yang Jian, come and break the formation."

As soon as Yang Jian arrived in Xiqi, he heard that a formation had appeared between the two armies.

Both Huang Tianhua and Lei Zhenzi were in that formation.

With Yang Jian's own temperament, he didn't want to take care of it.

But those two are people who explain and teach, and his master has always been good to him.

So after knowing that Huang Tianhua was trapped by the formation, Yang Jian would directly appear on the battlefield.

"You may have to wait a little longer."

Ji Tian glanced at Yang Jian, feeling a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

This person in front of him is probably extremely difficult to speak, extremely difficult to fool.

"This little general is still a little unconvinced and wants to continue to break through."

"Battle Qun Confucianism rules, you can enter the formation continuously, but the last batch of entry must die or fail."

Ji Tian's tone was calm, as if killing Huang Tianhua and Lei Zhenzi was an extremely simple matter.

You know, even if Huang Tianhua and Lei Zhenzi couldn't use spells.

Their own original cultivation bases also made it impossible for Ji Tian, ​​a weak ascetic, to do anything.

Just when Huang Tianhua wanted to laugh at Ji Tian's ignorance, Ji Tian slowly took out an unknown weapon with a length of [-] centimeters from his bosom, the whole body was made of wood.

"You don't think you can hurt me by taking out such a mortal thing that you don't know what it is?"

"Master, even if you can't use spells now, it's not something you, a human cultivator, can deal with."

Huang Tianhua stared at Ji Tian with wide eyes, and when he saw clearly what the other party took out, he hugged his stomach and laughed out loud.

After laughing for quite a while, Huang Tianhua stopped smiling.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Ji Tian with disdain.

"Is it?"

Being ridiculed like this, Ji Tian didn't get angry either.

He slowly took Ye Changqing's hand-held machine crossbow from Dashang in his left hand, then stretched his right hand into his bosom, and took out an arrow.

The arrow piercing the sky was the color of silver, only there was a bloody line from the tip to the end of the arrow.

As soon as the arrow appeared in the field, Huang Tianhua in the formation didn't feel anything.

Yang Jian, who was outside the formation, suddenly shrank his pupils and said suddenly.

"Tianhua, surrender quickly!"

"Why surrender?"

"It's just a mortal weapon, it can't hurt me."

Huang Tianhua turned his head away, eyes full of puzzlement.

From Huang Tianhua's point of view, what Ji Tian holds is just a toy.

Not to mention one arrow, even ten or twenty arrows can't hurt him.

"I make you surrender and surrender!"

Yang Jian stared fixedly at Ji Tian, ​​while persuading Huang Tianhua, he also shouted at Ji Tian.

"We surrender!"

"That's not what you said."

Hearing this, Ji Tian raised his head, glanced at Yang Jian, shook his head and refused.

Those who break through the formation, if they don't surrender voluntarily, how can it be considered a surrender?
Thinking in his heart, he slowly inserted the silver arrow in Ji Tian's hand into the hand-held crossbow.

The organ's crossbow sight was pointed at Huang Tianhua's heart from afar.

It wasn't until this time that Huang Tian's keen intuition, transformed into an immortal cultivator, suddenly gave an early warning!

"I cast..."

"call out--"

Huang Tianhua did not utter the word "surrender" in the end.

Because the mechanism crossbow in Ji Tian's hand was triggered by him, and the arrow flew out of the mechanism crossbow.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Huang Tian's incarnation, the silver arrow hit Huang Tian's body but failed to penetrate.

But immediately after, the thin blood-colored line drawn on the silver-white arrow melted away.

In Huang Tianhua's eyes, it turned into a swaying red flower.

The root system of the safflower, where it takes root, is Huang Tianhua's heart.

Huang Tianhua's eyes widened, his lips twitched but he couldn't say anything.

But he can clearly feel it.

Inside his body, strands of plant roots are spreading.

Spread in his flesh and blood.

In Huang Tianhua's ears, he could still vaguely hear the sound of blood rushing in the blood.

The sound only came out for a second and then disappeared.

Where's his blood?

Huang Tianhua felt the sound of the blood rushing through his veins in his body, and his eyes were filled with doubts.

Then, he saw the red flower in his heart, which had grown to the size of a human head.

The petals of the safflower are layered on top of each other, bright red and gorgeous, so beautiful.

Only on the petals, the red is too bright.

At first glance, it looks like blood is flowing under the petals.

When Huang Tianhua looked at such flowers, surprise appeared in his eyes.

After that, there are no more thoughts.

His entire body fell straight backwards, with no breath left on his body.

The face that was originally rosy, now only looks like the wrinkles and gullies of an old man.

"Lei Zhenzi, surrender!"

Looking at Huang Tianhua's appearance, Yang Jian felt chills in his heart.

But before he could recover, he suddenly saw behind Lei Zhenzi, Ji Tian's mechanical crossbow raised again.

Yang Jian, who has excellent eyesight, seems to be able to see the silvery white arrows in the mechanism crossbow that Ji Tian raised.

"Surrender, surrender!"

Lei Zhenzi's eyes trembled when he looked at Yang Jian, begging for mercy in haste.

As for the title that should be added in front of him, he directly forgot about it.

With Huang Tianhua's lessons learned from the past, he didn't dare to waste any more time.

Afraid of this waste, a silver-white sword pierced into his heart.

Ji Tian heard Lei Zhenzi surrender, and slowly put down the machine crossbow in his hand.

Although this mechanical crossbow is a mortal weapon, the arrows put into the crossbow are not.

Not to mention Huang Tianhua's strength, even if Nezha's master Taiyi Daoist comes over, if he is contemptuous, he will be seriously injured by the silver arrow.

"can."

Nodding his head, Ji Tian waved his hand.

Above the formation, a fused energy descended and turned into a chain of words, locking Lei Zhenzi firmly in it, and pulling it behind Ji Tian.

The formation breaker failed, and a crack appeared in front of the formation that could allow one person to enter.

This crack seems to be inviting Yang Jian to enter.

"Or do you come first?"

Yang Jian stepped into the formation step by step and asked Ji Tian directly.

"Yes." Ji Tian replied.

……

"This person..."

Nu Wa looked at the newly appeared Yang Jian, without frowning slightly, she was vaguely familiar with it.

"Yang Jian, the Jade Emperor's nephew."

"Explain and teach the disciples of Master Yuding."

Tong Tian said what Nu Wa didn't say.

Nuwa has been living in the Snail Palace for a long time and doesn't know much about many things.

Looking at Yang Jian, she just felt the eyes, but completely forgot that she gave a lotus lantern to a girl because of her good relationship with Yao Ji in the past.

It wasn't until Tongtian mentioned it that Nuwa didn't remember who this Yang Jian was.

"Is he that Yao Ji's child?"

Nuwa looked at Yang Jian in the projection with a curious expression.

If she remembers correctly, Yang Jian should not be much different from Nezha this year.

How can you look at his appearance, but he is no different from ordinary people?

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