Iron Cross Fire

Speaking of this, Yang Jian looked into Yue Feng's eyes and asked word by word: "Your Majesty, I have something to ask for. Five years ago, I encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation. Your Majesty showed mercy and personally helped me to clear the frenzied internal force and successfully break through the bottleneck. During this period, my cultivation realm will reach a bottleneck again. Please help me to clear the internal force again."

Everyone knows that whenever a cultivator encounters a bottleneck, he can only break through smoothly by taking the immortal pill. However, the immortal pill can only be effective for those below the Martial Emperor. It is useless for those above the Martial Emperor realm.

However, there is a secret technique in the world that can help cultivators at the Martial Emperor realm to successfully break through the bottleneck. This secret technique is extremely mysterious, and there are very few people who know it.

And this secret technique is only known by Houyi.

What Yang Jian said was not made up. Five years ago, Yang Jian encountered trouble in breaking through the bottleneck. It was Houyi who used the secret technique to help him successfully break through the realm.

Yang Jian had already thought about it. If the 'Hou Yi' in front of him could help him break through the bottleneck, then he was real.

Otherwise, he was fake.

What?

Yue Feng frowned and was stunned.

Hou Yi could actually help a cultivator at the Martial Emperor level break through the bottleneck? This is too abnormal.

But, I am fake, how could it be possible.

Thinking about it, Yue Feng put on a serious look and said coldly: "Yang Jian, I really have something important to do. I don't have time to help you with this. When I return to the palace, you can ask for instructions again."

"In that case!" Yang Jian showed a sneer: "Then you can die."

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Jian's internal force burst out, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand, like a flash of lightning, stabbed towards Yue Feng.

Speaking of which, when Yue Feng exploded his internal force and shocked the Beiying army, Yang Jian had already doubted it. Although Yue Feng's aura was very strong at that time, it was still far from Hou Yi.

At this time, seeing Yue Feng's instinctive rejection of his request, Yang Jian was 100% sure in his heart.

The Hou Yi in front of him was fake!

Damn it.

Yang Jian suddenly attacked without any sign. Yue Feng's face changed. He had no time to dodge. Fang Tian Hua Ji appeared instantly and crossed his chest to block Yang Jian's attack!

"Dang!"

The Fang Tian Hua Ji and the three-pointed double-edged sword collided violently, making a loud noise. Yue Feng was shocked back several steps and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

Although Yue Feng's strength is no longer the same as before, he is still inferior to Yang Jian in a head-on battle! You know, Yang Jian, as Erlang Zhenjun, has been famous for thousands of years. His background is strong and he is not comparable to Yue Feng at all!

Seeing the Fang Tian Hua Ji, Yang Jian sneered: "Good boy, you are Yue Feng, don't pretend."

Only Yue Feng in the world has the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and when they first met, Yue Feng was using the Fang Tian Hua Ji to fight Gong Gong, so Yang Jian said it out immediately.

"Nimma!"

Yue Feng was shocked and angry, and didn't say anything nonsense. He wiped his face with his hand, removed his disguise, and was on guard.

Since he was found out, there was no need to pretend.

"Boy!" Yang Jian's eyes flashed coldly: "Tell me yourself, how do you want to die?"

When saying this, Yang Jian's tone was calm, but his heart was burning with rage.

He was the dignified Erlang Zhenjun, but he was deceived by a younger boy with a simple disguise. If this matter spreads out, where will his face be?

When saying this, Yang Jian's tone was calm, but his heart was burning with rage.

I am the dignified Erlang Zhenjun, but I was deceived by a junior boy with a simple disguise. If this matter gets out, where will I put my face?

"Erlang Zhenjun!"

Yue Feng was sweating profusely, his heart was beating wildly, but he still squeezed out a smile: "I pretended to be Houyi, and I was forced to do so. Zhenjun has been famous all over the world for a long time and is admired by the world. Why bother with me, a junior?"

"Besides, we don't have any grudges, right?"

When saying this, Yue Feng had a smile on his face, but he was nervous in his heart and sweated all over.

To be honest, if it were someone else, Yue Feng would never beg for mercy so humbly, but Yang Jian was different. This was an existence that even Chang'e and Zhu Bajie were afraid of.

"Stop talking nonsense, and die!"

Yang Jian's face had no fluctuations, and there was no nonsense at all. He spit out a few words coldly.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Yang Jian slowly raised his hand, and the three-pointed two-edged sword burst out a terrifying power wave, which permeated the entire palace.

"Ba Tian Zhan!"

The next second, Yang Jian suddenly raised his hand, and a terrifying sword shadow burst out from the three-pointed two-edged sword, and suddenly blasted towards Yue Feng!

This sword shadow is more than a hundred meters long, and it is completely condensed by Yang Jian's fighting spirit!

The moment the sword shadow appeared, the temperature around seemed to drop rapidly by more than ten degrees. Yue Feng felt that he suddenly fell into an ice cave, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Fuck.

Yue Feng was shocked. This was the first time he saw Yang Jian release a skill. He never expected that Yang Jian's skills would be so terrifying!

To be honest, in just a blink of an eye, the sweat on Yue Feng's face fell down!

He couldn't dodge at all! This terrifying and huge sword shadow was like a mountain pressing down, and there was nowhere to escape!

hiss!

At the same time, the Beiying soldiers who were watching from a distance also felt a terrifying aura, their eyes widened, and they couldn't help but sweat for Yue Feng.

"The True Lord has used his special skills, this kid will definitely die."

"He deserves it, pretending to be Emperor Houyi, isn't he just looking for death."

At this moment, everyone believed that once Yang Jian's killing move was released, Yue Feng would have no chance of survival.

After all, the gap in strength between the two sides was too great.

Alas!

Watching the terrifying knife shadow getting closer and closer, Yue Feng clenched his fists, sighed, and slowly closed his eyes. At that moment, he was completely desperate.

Xuan'er, Qingyan, Yuruo, and the Great Sage, Brother Wen...

Let's see each other in the next life.

That's right!

At this critical moment, Yue Feng suddenly remembered something, and his spirits lifted. He then opened the Linglong Tower and summoned a figure out.

"Quick, stop him." The moment the figure appeared, Yue Feng was extremely excited and shouted.

He saw that this man was tall, with visible meridians, and he was as domineering as Yang Jian, but the veins wrapped around his body made him look a little more evil.

It was Yang Jian's senior brother, You Yan!

"Senior... Senior Brother?!" At this moment, Yang Jian was sweating profusely! Both hands were shaking!

"Hehe..." You Yan looked at Yang Jian with a smile: "Yang Jian, I said a thousand years ago that you should not call me senior brother anymore! A thousand years ago, you got my wife drunk and then defiled her. From then on, you are no longer my junior brother!"

You Yan almost roared these words!

That's right, as early as a thousand years ago, Yang Jian had gotten You Yan's wife drunk and ruined her innocence!

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