Chapter 172: 172

The lotus lamp suddenly lost its brilliance, just like an ordinary jade lamp falling down.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to put away the lotus lamp. But at this time, the accident appeared. Under the west mountain, a figure rushes up quickly, showing unparalleled speed and grabbing at the lotus lamp.

Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and he turned his hand to suppress the rushing figure.

However, with the roar of a tiger, a shining white tiger suddenly flashed up to kill Yang Jian fiercely.

The white tiger guards the army!

Yang Jian instantly knew who was coming.

He shot a bright silver light between his eyebrows and eyes, and went straight to the ferocious white tiger, directly penetrating the body of the white tiger.

The next moment, body rainbow light toward the lotus lamp.

Baolian lamp is a talisman for Yang Chan and even his life. It must not be lost.

If the lotus lamp is taken away by heaven, their brother and sister will lose a treasure that can frighten the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, which is extremely unfavorable to them.

Yang Jian's speed is very fast, but the speed of white tiger's supervising the army is not slow.

Yang Jian's three sharp two edged hands swept out, his eyes coldly staring at the white tiger soldiers Shenjun, "you also want to cross a hand?"

The white tiger soldier Shenjun was wearing a black and white Taoist robe and a bun. A white jade hairpin was inserted in it, and white hair fluttered on both sides of his forehead. There is a silver mark between the eyebrows, which adds two points of dignity and domineering to him.

In the face of Yang Jian's murderous eyes, the white tiger is indifferent. He said indifferently, "how can you touch the magic lamp of Baolian?"

They burst out a powerful wave of mana and snatched the lotus lamp. No one could get it.

In the distance, the gods of war of the north and the South looked at each other. Unexpectedly, there were still people staring at the top of the Xiyue mountain, and they did not expect that they would be the white tiger warlord of the four gods. And his purpose is not clear in Yang Chan, but Yang Chan in the hands of the lotus lamp.

The Antarctic God of war chuckled, "brother, it seems that our brothers have been used as bait."

The Arctic God of war is in a bad mood.

They are the five polar God of war under the great emperor, but this time they are used. It's strange that they are in a good mood.

However, they did not intervene, but watched the change.

Yang Jian confronts with the white tiger warlord, and his mana constantly collides with each other, making a thunder like sound. Above the void, lightning flickers and shakes people's hearts.

Fahai sits in the lotus flower of the pagoda of Buddha's light. The Buddha's light lingers, and the treasure is solemn, quiet and peaceful, as if isolated from the world.

His eyes were not on Yang Jian and Baihu Shenjun, but on the other three. Their breath is the same as that of the king, the God of white tiger. They should be the other three of the four gods. He didn't notice at the beginning, but thought that the white tiger was coming. Then he scanned around with his heavenly eye and found out.

The four gods are Qinglong mengzhang, guarding the East; Baihu, guarding the West; zhuqueling, guarding the South; Xuanwu, guarding the north. The four gods belong to the disappeared people in the heaven, however, their strength is not small.

This time, the four gods came together, we can see that they are sure of the power of the lotus lamp.

Fahai is not worried about Yang Jian's defeat. He is not Yang Jian's opponent just by the white tiger. As long as he stares at the green dragon, mengzhang and Shenjun, as long as they don't move, the lotus lamp won't be lost.

Besides, he has other ways. If the lamp is in danger of being robbed, he will take away the pagoda of Buddha's light and let the three Notre dames inspire the power of the lamp.

Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and his eyes were indistinct.

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The white tiger is in charge of the army, and the king is hunting in his robe. A golden rope is also looming around his waist.

At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly moved.

He raised his hand and burst out suddenly. The white tiger soldier Shenjun's mind moved, and a golden talisman appeared out of thin air, which directly resisted Yang Jian's attack.

Yang Jian's three pointed and two edged sword swept across the country, and the edge ran through three thousand li.

There are no clouds in the sky.

The white tiger supervises the soldiers, the God King's face coagulates, and his hands form the mysterious seal method. The void vibrates, and four mysterious and powerful talismans fall from the sky. The four talismans were integrated into one, which trapped Yang Jian like a great bell.

A smile appeared on the white tiger's face, which was mixed with slightest disdain.

Yang Jian's heavenly eyes between his eyebrows shot out the silver light of the four talismans. The talisman shakes and the golden light dissipates.

The white tiger guards God King eyebrows light pick, provocatively looked at Yang Jian one eye, stretched out his hand toward the floating in the air of the magic lamp of Baolian grabbed in the past.

Brush!

All of a sudden, the sharp breath poured in. His face changed greatly. He looked over and saw that Yang Jian had left the talisman formation.

"You..."

There was a look of shock in his eyes.

But Yang Jian didn't talk with him. The light on the three pointed and two edged sword flashed continuously and cut him off suddenly.

In the eyes of Shenjun, the white tiger soldier supervisor, there is a strong color of fear. He completely underestimates Yang Jian's strength. Unexpectedly, Yang Jian broke his proud array in a few breaths.Yang Jian is one of the three generations of disciples of the hermeneutic sect. They look like brothers and brothers. Now one brother is beaten, and the other three can't hide in the theater. They have to go out to help.

Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun first appeared, and his figure flashed between Yang Jian and Baihu Jianbing Shenjun, blocking Yang Jian's fierce attack for Baihu Jianbing Shenjun.

Yang Jian stares at Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun coldly, "the four gods are like brothers. Now there are two. I think the other two are here. Why don't you come out and see him so that Yang Jian can learn from the four gods. "

Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun and Baihu Jianbing Shenjun look ugly and shout together, "Yang Jian, you are too crazy."

The meaning of Yang Jian's words is very clear. He wants to fight the four gods with one man's power. Regardless of the outcome, the reputation of the four God kings will be greatly affected. For the four of them, it was a blatant insult.

Yang Jian's face was calm and calm.

The magic power of the four God Kings is not weak, but it is absolutely impossible to snatch the magic lamp from him.

Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun and Baihu Jianbing Shenjun are scattered, their mana shakes the void, and their robes hunt. They directly use the void as paper and their fingers as pens to sketch the talisman.

Sifang Shenjun is originally a Taoist deity, and his skill of talismanship is superb. In a twinkling, it was already a magic talisman all over the sky.

"Yang Jian, today I want to see how good you are!"

Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun's eyes are gloomy. Obviously, he wants more face than Baihu Shenjun.

Yang Jian gave a scornful smile.

Xuanwu Zhiming God King's eyes were sharp. He pointed to void and drank softly. The magic talisman vibrated, the sky fire, cold ice, thunder and yellow sand all emerged, and swept away towards Yang Jian.

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