Bear Child's Journey Through Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 395 Zhenjun Erlang, keep fighting!
Chapter 400
When Yang Jian said these words, without any hesitation, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand stabbed fiercely, and a gorgeous blade flower appeared in the air.

With a sound of '唰', he came to Wang Xiaoming in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming made a move with one hand, and a golden light shone in the palm of his hand. At the moment when the three-pointed and two-edged knife stabbed, there was a loud explosion, and the impact of the two momentums caused a huge shock in the world.

Rumble!
The surrounding mountains, rocks, and woods all shook, and waves of air spread out, causing everyone watching the battle to retreat one after another.

Roaring Sky Dog watched this shocking scene from the side, and quickly hid behind Brother Meishan in fright, and said with a face of fear: "This kid actually has such powerful magic power, could it be that he is an immortal?"

Boss Mei frowned, and couldn't help but glance at Xiaotiangou.

Roaring Sky Dog lowered his head cowardly, and muttered: "Is that right? How many gods from all walks of life in the Three Realms can you fight like this with your master?"

Boss Mei didn't blame Xiao Tiangou, after pondering for a while, he said, "Second Master may have met a powerful opponent."

Mei Laosi replied: "In the Three Realms, apart from that stinky monkey, he should be the only one who can fight like this with Second Master."

Yang Jian and Wang Xiaoming didn't hear or care about the conversation between Xiaotiangou and Meishan brothers, they both watched quietly.

Yang Jian's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly after pondering for a long time about the toughness shown by Wang Xiaoming, because he never expected that this seemingly immature child would have such cultivation.

Yang Jian can be sure that this little guy is better than the third prince Nezha.

Although I don't know how many such thoughts are unreal, Yang Jian can be sure that this kid is definitely not an ordinary opponent.

"Are you familiar with Chen Xiang?" Yang Jian's face was a little cloudy, and a trace of coldness flashed in his deep eyes, he asked.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming wrinkled his nose and thought for a while, he was a little tiger-headed, and looked really cute, but under the current situation, he couldn't be cute.

"Not very familiar." Wang Xiaoming said to Yang Jian with a smile as if he had been thinking for a long time.

"Then why did you help him?" Yang Jian took a step forward, moving without wind, with a touch of coercion coming towards Wang Xiaoming, sweeping towards Wang Xiaoming, if he didn't deal with a word, he would immediately strike.

Wang Xiaoming thought that Yang Jian would be a fighting maniac, but he didn't expect that he would try out a trick, and then use his mouth to hide his background.

It seems that in every world, with the same name, different versions, everyone's temperament seems to be very different.

"I don't need to explain to you how I helped him. Anyway, everything you do is not for his benefit." Wang Xiaoming said with a half-smile, "Actually, my clearest purpose is to make trouble."

"Eh?" Yang Jian was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's just sabotage." Wang Xiaoming said, "For example, I'm taking agarwood and going to the Heavenly Court to make a big fuss, just like five. , make him turn upside down."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Yang Jian couldn't help but sneered, and said, "It's ridiculous, do you really think that if you have some skills, you dare to go to heaven?"

Wang Xiaoming rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "It's not that I haven't had a fight, I've had it many times, and I feel like throwing up."

Xiaotiangou's ears are relatively sensitive, and when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing up to the sky, and said: "This kid still wants to imitate the great saint and make trouble in the heavenly palace. I really laughed at the dog to death."

When Yang Jian heard what Xiao Tiangou said, he turned his head and looked over.

Xiao Tiangou immediately shut up.

Yang Jian still has some grudges against Sun Wukong, and Roaring Sky Dog is even more angry at the title of "Great Saint". If Wang Xiaoming hadn't been here and looked at him so much, he might have rushed over and kicked the roaring dog. Tengu's dog legs.

"Arrogance, really arrogance, just like that stinky monkey, lawless." Yang Jian couldn't help but said in a cold voice.

As he said that, he saw the three-pointed and two-edged knife spinning again in his hand, and the blades were so sharp that they could pierce through everything, stabbing directly at Wang Xiaoming with monstrous mana.

There were bursts of screaming sounds in the air, and the vibration caused the space to twist continuously.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming held it in his hand, and the Qinglian Sword appeared, dodging all magic attacks with a quick dodge.

That speed dazzled people, leaving behind afterimages.

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly, this kid was even faster.

However, I am not slow.

When Wang Xiaoming's figure was flashing, Yang Jian was also flashing. The two fought non-stop in the sky, on the ground, and in the clouds.

For Yang Jian's safety, the Meishan brothers followed him all the time, fearing that it would be affected, they could only watch from afar.

Xiaotiangou also hid far away, secretly admiring in his heart, this little poor boy is so powerful.

Yang Jian fought with Wang Xiaoming for a long time, stepped on a cloud, looked at him and said: "It seems that your cultivation level is not low, and you don't have any demonic aura on you. I really don't know where you came from. Are you a demon or a demon?"

"I am beyond the three realms, not among the five elements, and the leader of the six realms." Wang Xiaoming said nonsense.

"It's nonsense." Yang Jian was a little annoyed, feeling that talking to this child was not only annoying, but also seemed like he couldn't get any information.

As Yang Jian said, he brushed his eyebrows with one hand, opened his eyes, and a golden light shone directly on Wang Xiaoming's body.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the golden light from Yang Jian's eyebrows, and knew that Yang Jian had opened his third eye to see what he was, but he didn't care.

Anyway, I am a human being, an ordinary person, and a primary school student in Class One, Grade [-], an ordinary person.

Even if you take out the demon mirror, I have no real shape, no fox tail showing.

Yang Jian opened his sky eyes to shine on Wang Xiaoming. After observing for a long time, he found that there was no reason for it. He felt helpless and said, "It's not a demon or a demon. Are you really a fairy?"

"I'm still a Buddha." Wang Xiaoming said, with a thought, the Buddha seal with the word '*' appeared between his brows, and his whole body had a powerful Buddha's light, which was extremely dazzling.

Yang Jian couldn't help withdrawing the power of the sky eye, being illuminated by such dazzling Buddha light, he covered his eyes subconsciously, then looked at Wang Xiaoming, and said: "Since your Excellency is a Buddhist disciple, please don't meddle in the affairs of heaven, this belongs to Crossing the line."

"Hehe. This fairy is here to make troubles in the heavenly court. I am not afraid of the old Tathagata coming." Wang Xiaoming said with disdain: "If the old Tathagata comes, I will call the Wutian Buddha and see them both. A hard fight."

Yang Jian was confused when he heard Wang Xiaoming's words, and said, "What a mess."

As he said that, he seemed to be unable to stand Wang Xiaoming a little bit, with a look of disgust on his face, he flew away directly.

Wang Xiaoming watched Yang Jian leave directly, and said, "Hey Zhenjun Erlang, keep fighting!"

"Stop fighting, I don't have time to waste like this." Yang Jian's voice spread far away, like a voice falling from the sky, long and loud.

(End of this chapter)