I'm a son-in-law in heaven

It never occurred to Chen Yangyu that Xiao Qi was the first to open his mouth to tear things apart.

He even recognized Zhao Sanyan!

It happened to be Xiaoqi!
Chen Yangyu felt hurt.

"You won't be lying again!"

This sentence stabbed him again, making Chen Yangyu feel so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"When did I lie to you? You can't talk nonsense and ruin my reputation."

Chen Yangyu's face was gloomy, and he was even more frightened. If he continued to let things go like this, he didn't know what tiger and wolf words this dead girl would say, and she might even sell her old self.

At that time, Chen Yangyu will only cry.

"Since Chen Tianjun has the means, use it quickly!"

It is widely heard that the god is urging.

Even Daoist Cihang looked at Chen Yangyu expectantly. If Chen Yangyu really had a solution, it would be good news for her.

"If Chen Tianjun has the means, just do it, as long as it doesn't hurt the foundation of the sun and the moon, everything is fine."

Daoist Cihang made a promise.

Hearing what she said, Chen Yangyu smiled back, even without her words, Chen Yangyu would not stop.

The two of them would not be sad even if they lost Chen Yangyu.

After all, these two people had made trouble for him before.

"Fellow Daoist Cihang, don't worry, as long as you do what I say, the two of them will be fine."

Chen Yangyu smiled.

As for the specific situation, that is, we can only know when the results come out.

"It's so troublesome, how about Zhenjun Erlang coming to break this formation?"

Chen Yangyu turned his gaze to Yang Jian.

"Chen Tianjun's words are very suitable for me. I just want to meet the two Bodhisattvas."

Yang Jian stood up and said.

"Then let me fill in the remaining one!"

Nezha stood up at this moment, wanting to get the last position, but got Chen Yangyu's eyes.

"It's not that I look down on you. If it were you who would win or lose, it's still unknown."

Nezha exploded in an instant. Chen Yangyu's words were not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

Chen Yangyu was too lazy to talk to him, but gave this opportunity to Zhao Sanyan.

"Zhao Sanyan, it's up to you."

Zhao Sanyan was still in Xianyu, so he never thought that Chen Yangyu would beg him.

This was indeed beyond Zhao Sanyan's expectations.

But hearing what Chen Yangyu said, Zhao Sanyan was still very happy.

"Don't worry, I will help you at critical moments."

Chen Yangyu reassured him.

Nezha exploded immediately, and raised his hand to object, "I object, why, I have nothing to say, my senior brother Yang takes the lead, but why Zhao Sanyan can do it, but I can't."

"I'm no worse than him!"

This is Nezha's last stubbornness.

"The objection is invalid. I don't need you for the time being, so you should stop messing around here. When it's time to use you, I will naturally not be polite."

Chen Yangyu casually said a few words.

Too lazy to entangle with Nezha.

This guy is also a mess.

There was a reason why he chose Yang Jian and Zhao Sanyan.

First of all, these two people can be regarded as their own people.

Secondly, if the fight between the two of them is not going well, it will be his chance to make a move. At that time, he will definitely make up for Xiao Qi's slander just now.

Nezha was a little unhappy, but Chen Yangyu said so, and he couldn't refute it.

Daoist Lu Ya didn't care too much, anyway, they weren't the ones who were unlucky, not to mention that the protagonist, the white-haired mouse, was also here.

As long as she is here, it doesn't matter how many people there are.

The important thing is that the blood of the ancient gods has never been lost.

"Just look at your methods!"

Guangwen Shenjun is very interested in this.

I really want to know what kind of abilities this rumored Erlang Xianshengzhenjun has.

The white-haired mouse looked at Chen Yangyu's formation, the smile on his face never disappeared, but became colder and colder.

"Chen Tianjun is so arrogant, he dared to look down on me so much."

Just relying on two three-generation disciples of Xuanmen, dare to be so arrogant?

Even Manjushri Puxian, she was never afraid, let alone two third-generation disciples!

Isn't that what humiliation is?
"Trust me, they will surprise you!"

Chen Yangyu wanted to see it very much. It would definitely be more interesting to think about the expression on the white-haired mouse's face later.

"Okay! Let me see how capable you are."

The white-haired mouse is very confident in herself, after all, she has been preparing for this day for a long time.

"The benefactor, why bother to struggle? What Chen Tianjun said earlier is true. The formation between the two of us was considered invincible in the world, but when facing Chen Tianjun, we lost our sharpness."

Sunlight Bodhisattva spoke at this moment.

"Smelly Monk, I have imprisoned both of your five senses and six senses before, and it is really not easy to be able to talk now!"

The white-haired mouse yelled at him unceremoniously, and only missed hitting him.

Sunlight Bodhisattva wisely chose to shut up, this woman is going crazy now.

However, if Chen Yangyu came to break the formation, the Sunlight Bodhisattva still had some confidence.

Although I'm really sorry to say that.

"Everyone says you are powerful, but I don't believe in this evil. If you want to break the formation, it depends on your ability!"

The white-haired mouse urged with both hands, and with the aid of the two Bodhisattvas to activate the sun-moon light wheel, in mid-air, the golden dragon and silver snake were summoned and roared immediately.

The three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand was aimed directly at the golden dragon, and his body glowed with golden light, and he went to kill the golden dragon.

Fighting with the dragon's body with life, if you can not lose the wind, and even have the golden scales torn by the three-pointed two-edged knife with every blow, only Yang Jian can do it.

Even Chen Yangyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the moment, "As expected of No. 1 in the Three Generations of Interpretation and Education, this Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art is already proficient!" Chen Yangyu knows better than anyone else the power of this Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art.

As the first body-protecting supernatural power of Taoism, the 72 changes in the Bajiu Xuangong are still second. With the power of the Bajiu Xuangong, he can physically fight against heavenly dragons.

So Yang Jian's horror has just begun.

Although Zhao Sanyan agreed with Chen Yangyu's statement in his heart, how could he admit it with his mouth!
He is a disciple of the sect, and he has learned the supreme and mysterious swordsmanship, how can he be compared with others.

"A mere eight or nine profound arts, how can you teach secret arts better than me!"

Chen Yangyu was powerless to refute Zhao Sanyan's words.

This guy is still so talkative!
The Four Questions Sword was unsheathed, the sword light flashed, and it fought towards the silver snake.

The silver snake roared, and frost fell, trying to freeze Zhao Sanyan, but Zhao Sanyan cut off the frost with a sword.

"It's just ice, snow and frost, I'll cut it with a single sword!"

"Is his nagging temperament inherited from you?"

Xiao Qi withdrew his gaze, blinked his big eyes and asked Chen Yangyu.

Chen Yangyu was speechless in an instant!

How to answer this?

Zhao Sanyan was still fighting fiercely with the silver snake, when he heard this, he almost lost his temper and fell down from mid-air, turning his head and glaring at Xiaoqi angrily.

Not to be outdone, Xiao Qi glared back.

"Chen Tianjun, these two people alone can't break the battle!"

Daoist Lu Ya spoke now, feeling a little impatient.

If it was so easy to break the formation, how could they have been in a stalemate before?