Yang Jian looked at Sun Wukong with a embarrassed look and couldn't help laughing: "Sun Wukong, it seems that you have not made any progress in Buddhism."

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian are old opponents. The two of them don’t like each other, but they meet each other again and meet good talents. They can’t do anything to each other after several fights, and finally end up with a draw. .

Since the last fight, the two have not fought for hundreds of years. This time, when Yang Jian heard that his opponent was Sun Wukong, he rushed over without the urging of his master.

The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand came to Sun Wukong's vitals again and again, and Sun Wukong did not disappoint him. Among these three realms, there were really no ones that could make him quit in the same realm, and Sun Wukong was one of them.

Although Yang Jian did not take Sun Wukong seriously, Yang Jian really regarded Sun Wukong as his opponent. Although he seemed a little contemptuous in his attitude, Yang Jian was extremely cautious when he actually fought.

After all, they had a few fights, and the two of them had no idea about each other's foundation.

Sun Wukong entered Buddhism and became a Buddha of Fighting and War. At least he learned some Buddhist supernatural powers, but he did not show it when he faced Yang Jian.

At this moment, Sun Wukong picked up the snarling dog with a stick and said to Yang Jian: "Yang Erlang, let you see Lao Sun's methods."

He secretly raised his vigilance. Yang Jian knew the profound background of Buddhism, and he didn't know what magical powers Sun Wukong had learned in Buddhism. Since he was not clear, the best way was to be careful and respond to all changes without changing.

When Sun Wukong shook his body, he saw Sun Wukong's body change. A huge Buddha Dharma appeared in the air. This Buddha Dharma was exactly the same as Sun Wukong, but it was even more full of peace and compassion.

If Sun Wukong himself is a peerless monster, full of fierce aura, then this huge Buddha Dharma image is the Buddha who purely abandons the evil thoughts in his heart.

Sun Wukong practiced the secret Buddhist method, and separated the evil thoughts in his heart from the good thoughts. Good thoughts were revealed with the help of Sun Wukong's Buddhist practice.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The Dou Zhansheng Buddhist Faxiang clasped his hands together, and Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He looked at Dou Zhansheng Buddhist Faxiang with interest and said slowly: "Sun Wukong, it seems that you have been poisoned by Buddhism."

In Yang Jian's opinion, Sun Wukong was naturally harmed by Buddhism. It was no longer the monarch who dared to go to the nine heavens to embrace the moon, make a big fuss in the underworld, and kill the Lingxiao Palace when he made a big fuss.

Sun Wukong's eyes closed slightly, but he defeated the Dharma image of Fighting Zhan and slapped Yang Jian with his Buddha hands.

Yang Jian shouted in a deep voice, his body soared, and his Dharma body, which was ten thousand feet tall, was no different from the Dharma of fighting against the Buddha.

The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand was also a spiritual treasure, which became extremely huge and slashed towards the Buddha's hand in the sky.

With a tingling sound, the three-pointed two-edged sword slashed on the Buddha's hand and could not make any progress. Even a powerful force attacked, which made Yang Jian take a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

However, Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged, but instead looked a little excited. It was obvious that he was not surprised but happy when he saw Sun Wukong's strength improved.

"Okay, it's a little progress, but if only these methods are the only way, you can't beat me."

Sun Wukong opened his eyes and jumped suddenly, his figure merged with the Battle of the Buddha. A magnificent aura swept across the world, and this aura was at least twice as high as before.

Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged sword with a solemn expression on his face. Sun Wukong suddenly swung the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand and smashed it towards Yang Jian with his head. This attack showed signs of ruining the world.

Looking at Sun Wukong's attack, Yang Jian had an unavoidable idea in his mind, as if he could only resist and could not dodge under the lockdown of this attack.

As Yang Jian's figure flashed, as expected, there was no way to dodge.

"Since I can't hide, I'll try your true strength."

A splendor flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and at the same time, the light flashed across his body. Suddenly, Yang Jian seemed to have unsealed the seal. His aura rose sharply, and his blink of an eye increased more than twice as before, and even this momentum was soaring.

When Sun Wukong entered Buddhism, he naturally practiced Buddhist magical powers, but the Taoist sect with profound background behind Yang Jian, so various magical secret techniques are naturally indispensable.

The practice method of constantly sealing one's own cultivation like Yang Jian, and then using himself to break the cultivation imposed on him is a way to consolidate the foundation. When you fall into a bottleneck, one of the most effective ways to enhance your strength.

Both Yang Jian and Sun Wukong have reached the peak of Daluo, and are only one step away from the quasi-saint realm. However, such a step is like a natural barrier, and it is not something that anyone can easily cross if they want to.

Without enough luck and good fortune, it is simply delusion to achieve the realm of quasi-saints.

Even the existence behind such blessings as Sun Wukong and Yang Jian have been stuck in the quasi-saint realm for so many years. Their cultivation level cannot be broken through, but it does not affect their slowly improving their strength. After all, there are many secret techniques to improve their cultivation level.

Thinking about the magical powers that Sun Wukong has just used are the secret methods used to accumulate power in Buddhism, and Yang Jian is the same, so when the two showed their cultivation and fought hard, they truly showed the strength they hidden.

Fang Xiaoyu was dazzled and nodded from time to time to praise.

If the two of them were expected to fight before, if Sun Wukong and Yang Jian could not even reach such a level, then the two of them would be in vain to have such a great reputation.

But now it is different. Fang Xiaoyu was really amazed by the powerful strength shown by the two. Even if he was intact, when he faced the two, he would be equal to the two at most unless he used the few treasures under the box.

Even when Fang Xiaoyu faced Guanyin Bodhisattva, Fang Xiaoyu didn't feel that Guanyin Bodhisattva could not resist. Now looking at Sun Wukong and Yang Jian, Fang Xiaoyu felt that any of the two of them would not be worse than a powerful person like Guanyin Bodhisattva if he fought hard.

The two of them fought from the ground to the sky, and wherever they passed, the mountains and rivers were razed to the ground. Fortunately, the two consciously limited the range of the fight to one area, so although the destructive power was amazing, it did not cause too much casualties.

In the three realms, many powerful people secretly watched the two fight in secret, and they hadn't seen such a wonderful battle scene for a long time. And everyone was secretly measuring and comparing. If it were to fight with any of them, could they block any of them?

Almost everyone sighed in their hearts that whether it was Yang Jian or Sun Wukong, the progress of these two was really too fast. In just hundreds or even thousands of years, their cultivation level had even left the old guys who had been practicing for a long time.

Compared with their time of practice, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong are really the last step in their studies. However, the two people who had just practiced for not long have already left them far away.

Many powerful people sighed in their hearts, and were embarrassed to continue watching. It was really awesome for people to be more popular. Looking at the powerful strength of the two, they only felt that their practice had been cultivated to dogs for countless years.

After a long battle, Sun Wukong was a little impatient. Even if he became a Buddha in the battle, the nature of Sun Wukong's monkey still had an essential influence on him.

"Yang Erlang, take me another shot."

Seeing Sun Wukong so cautious, Yang Jian naturally tried his best to wait. Obviously, he was going to decide the outcome with one blow.

I saw the shadows of sticks in the sky gathering together in an instant. At the same time, I heard Sun Wukong shouting: "The golden monkey raises up a thousand pounds of sticks and sweeps away the gods, demons and monsters!"

Before the golden cudgel fell, Yang Jian felt a great pressure. This attack could be said to have gathered hundreds of attacks, and even a slightly weaker quasi-saint would be blown up under this attack.

Yang Jian's eyes were emitting excitement, and he saw the three-pointed two-edged swords flying out of Yang Jian's hand, and at the same time, a faint vertical mark between his eyebrows opened, and a dazzling light shot out.

The three-pointed two-edged knife absorbed the light that shot out from Yang Jian's third eye and broke through the air and walked towards the golden cudgel.

With a loud bang, a terrifying force swept across the world. Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but frown when he saw it, and reached out to pull Xin Shisi Niang and Li Xiuyuan backed back quickly as soon as possible.

Wherever the terrifying shock wave passed, almost everything turned into powder. The shock wave was extremely fast. Fang Xiaoyu saw that he could not escape, so he paused and stepped forward to block Xin Shisi Niang and Li Xiuyuan behind him.

The shock wave impact on Fang Xiaoyu was like a torrent washing away a reef, that is, Fang Xiaoyu blocked the shock wave for the two of them. Otherwise, even if Xin Shisi Niang had no bad cultivation, she would definitely not be able to withstand the impact of the shock wave.

Sun Wukong took a few steps back in the air and reached out to grab the golden cudgel that flew backwards in his hand. Yang Jian also grabbed the three-pointed two-edged sword and retreated repeatedly.

Judging from this situation, the two should have no choice but to win and have a draw.

Many powerful people nodded secretly for such a result. As expected, the two of them were not in the right way and could not decide the winner. It was like they were born opponents.

Sun Wukong looked at Fang Xiaoyu at this moment, and then said, "Fang Xiaoyu, don't forget the three-day appointment. In three days, Old Sun will come to find you."

Fang Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Even if the Great Sage comes, Fang will not disappoint the Great Sage."

Yang Jian had a cold face, carried the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand, and slowly walked over with the Xiaotian Dog beside him, glanced at Fang Xiaoyu, and said without any emotion: "Fang Xiaoyu, follow me to Guanjiangkou. With this True Lord here, you can ensure that you are safe and sound during your healing period."
Chapter completed!