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With a wave of his arm, Yang Jian's domineering breath runs through Changhong. The third virgin directly waved out the lotus lamp in her hand. The lotus lamp was so bright that she dragged her long tail straight to the heaven.

In the middle of the sky, the God of war of the north and south poles frowned slightly when he saw this scene. Obviously, I'm not satisfied with the way of Tianting minions attacking mortals.

The servant of heaven has a bright smile, and his face is full of contentment. This time, however, he came prepared and must kill Liu Yanchang.

Liu Yanchang and Ding Dashan are only mortals. Even though the cultivation of heaven slaves is not very strong, they are not able to compete. They were already frightened and looked at the action of the slave in heaven.

"Amitabha!"

Fahai put his hands together.

The demon subduing bowl erupted into a bright Buddha light, and the magic weapon in the hands of the slave in heaven hit the Buddha light, making a deafening sound, surging air waves, and throwing it out.

The servant of heaven had a twisted face and a ferocious expression. He stared at Fahai with venomous eyes. "How dare you, mortal, interfere in the affairs of the gods?"

"God?"

Fahai sneered.

Pointing to Fahai, the servant of heaven scolded angrily, "I advise you to behave yourself, otherwise you will be destroyed both in form and spirit, and your body will die."

Fahai's eyes glared, and the breath of dragon and tiger oppressed the slaves in the court. The servant of heaven suddenly froze and stared at Fahai in horror.

Fahai suddenly got up and flashed away. He put his hand around the servant's neck and said, "are you qualified to call him God?"

The servant of the heavenly court said, "I am the God of heaven. Do you dare to kill me?"

"Do you think I dare not?"

Fahai stares at him coldly, "tiannu, the former director of yaochi, was sent to infernal hell by us."

Hissing -

as soon as these words came out, the servants in heaven were cold all over, like a lump in the throat, like a grain in the back.

Yang Jian's face also slightly changed.

He took the responsibility, and now Fahai said it was him in front of tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals. If it's sent back to heaven, it's hard to guarantee that the Jade Emperor won't turn over the old account.

North and south polar God of war looked at each other, the Arctic God of war suddenly opened his mouth, "this man should be the world's most famous human saint."

"The magic power is extraordinary."

Antarctica God of war nods gently, with appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes, it's really great to be able to reach such a state as a mortal."

"Holy monk

Yang Jian's body if Changhong appeared beside Fahai, he whispered: "holy monk, don't move him in full view of the public, so as not to drop the tongue."

What Yang Jian was afraid of was that the heaven would investigate the responsibility of Fahai, even though the Dharma of Fahai was profound and the power was unfathomable. However, he is a mortal after all. How can he compete with the powerful heaven.

Fahai nodded, released his hand, and the servant fell to the ground. He stared at Fahai fiercely with a deep fear in his eyes.

However, relying on his own identity, he threatened: "little monk, I remember today's revenge, and I will make you look good next time."

Fahai frowned.

Yang Jian suddenly kicked the servant in heaven and kicked him up. The three pointed and two edged sword roared out and penetrated his body directly. The servant of heaven turned his head and stared at Yang Jian, saying, "how dare you?"

Yang Jian said coldly, "I want to tell you that blackmail comes at a price."

Between the words, the figure of the servant in heaven slowly dissipated.

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"Yang Jian, what do you want to do?"

The gods of war in the north and south poles look shocked. Although they are not happy with the servants in the heaven, they just slap him in the face at most, but they dare not kill him. Yang Jian, a hand, directly to the court of heaven slaves are destroyed.

Yang Jian looked up at the God of war in the north and South Pole, "this man, as the manager of yaochi, even attacked mortals. Shouldn't he die? Is it true that mortals are like ants in your eyes, and you can kill them if you want? "

The God of war of the north and south poles looked slightly awe inspiring, and the God of war of the South Pole said in a deep voice: "we are gods, and we will not attack mortals at will."

Yang Jian sneered.

Antarctica war god's eyes not good at staring at him, "Yang Jian, I wait for this time just to catch Yang Chan who has violated the rules of heaven back to heaven. Other people have nothing to do with us. Please don't make a statement that we look down on mortals. "

The Arctic God of war echoed: "Yang Jian, what are you still doing? Don't you take Yang Chan quickly? "

"Yang Jian doesn't like being told what to do."

Yang Jian glanced at them indifferently.

When the air of the north and south polar war arrived, they gave a cold hum and did not speak any more. Just look cold down, the face is not very good-looking.

Under Yang Jian's palm, the three pointed two edged sword reappeared. He slightly raised his eyes to Yang Chan and killed her.

Yang Chan's right hand holding the lotus lamp, left hand a pick, bright light burst out, such as the dragon snake fly away from all directions toward Yang Jian.

Yang Jian flew up and cut off with a three pointed and two edged sword.

The sharp breath suddenly broke out, cracks suddenly appeared on the top of Xiyue, and rocks rolled. The scene was extremely shocking. The people of Notre Dame temple were frightened and fled from Xiyue.Yang Chan Feng's eyes lingered with a chill, "second brother, do you really want to be so cruel?"

"The third sister, the second brother, is the God of justice in heaven, supervising the rules of heaven. You've violated the rules of heaven this time, and the second brother has to do so. "

When Yang Jian said this, he was in great pain.

When Yang Chan heard this, her body trembled, her delicate cheek was slightly pale, and two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes.

The second brother who loves her most, this time I don't love her any more.

Her heart aches.

Yang Jian looks at Yang Chan's pitiful appearance, and feels even more guilty.

However, the God of war of the north and south poles is watching in the sky, and tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals are also watching. Even if Yang Jian couldn't bear it, he had to do it for others.

If it were someone else, maybe Yang Chan would not be the only one to suffer, and Liu Yanchang and his son would not escape.

They are just mortals, how to withstand the thunder of heaven.

In order to save Liu Yanchang and his son, he can only bear the pain to Yang Chan. Perhaps, after arriving at the heaven court, he can negotiate with the Jade Emperor in exchange for Yang Chan's comprehensiveness.

Liu Yanchang's eyes turned red and yelled, "Yang Jian, why are you so cruel? She's your third sister."

Yang Jian's eyes are like electricity, "this is between me and my third sister. You'd better shut up."

Liu Yanchang hands Liu Chenxiang in his arms to Ding Da Shanren, and madly strikes the boundary of Buddha's light. However, he did not have any magic power, and could not shake the boundary of Buddha light.

The reason why Fahai covered Liu Yanchang and dingda Shanren with a golden bowl is to protect them, and to prevent Liu Yanchang from rushing up when he saw that the third virgin was injured.

With his mortal body, he will be hanged in an instant by the breath of fighting. Liu Yanchang's head is broken and blood is flowing as he is pounding into the border of Buddha's light crazily.

The French sea is expressionless, as if not seen.

The third lady threw out the lotus lamp with a lingering chill in her beautiful eyes. It's like a round of sun in a sunny day. It's blinding. The surging mana waves open and directly lifts Yang Jian away. The breath of terror surged again and again. Yang Jian was shocked and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Fahai's eyes are awe inspiring. Is this the power of heaven and earth to baby lotus lamp? It's terrible.

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