On the square, a large group of monks talked loudly in groups of three or two, which seemed to be looking forward to it.
Ji Fa, Jiang Shang and Nangong Shi also smiled at each other and were happy to see the play.
They know the mysterious origin of Shen Lang's identity, but they don't know much about Shen Lang's strength. They can take this opportunity to spy on one or two.
"Sister, where did Yang Jian come from?"
Bixiao fairy couldn't help asking about Yunxiao fairy.
The cloud fairy said, "this Yang Jian seems to be a disciple who was promoted to the realm of Hunyuan Dalai thousands of years ago. He is also the only Jinxian of Hunyuan Dalai among the three generations of disciples. It is said that he is the only super genius who can cultivate the '89 Xuangong'. His strength is far better than his master, but he is slightly inferior to Guangcheng, the first of the twelve Jinxian."
Qiongxiao fairy hummed coldly, "no matter how strong the strength is, it can't be brother Shen's opponent!"
"Yes, this guy is too conceited. See brother Shen teach him a good lesson!" Bixiao fairy also followed the way.
The cloud fairy couldn't laugh or cry: "you two have really changed. There is only brother Shen in your eyes. Yang Jian is not an ordinary opponent. He is estimated to be three points stronger than Huang Feihu! "
In fact, as the cloud fairy said, although Yang Jian is a rising star, his magic power should not be underestimated.
Shen Lang was just promoted to Da Luo Jinxian a few days ago. Most friars felt that there was no suspense in the competition. Even if Shen Lang was strong, he was unlikely to be Yang Jian's opponent.
A small number of monks thought Shen Lang could win. They mainly heard that Shen Lang killed two generals of Shang Zhou before he was promoted to Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian.
Although the news is not true, considering that Shen Lang is a VIP of King Wu of Zhou, King Wu attaches great importance to him. A small number of friars present feel that this person really has that ability!
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On the sky, facing Yang Jian's invitation, Shen Lang was not polite and said with a light smile: "please be careful, brother Yang!"
As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang preempted, and the Shura holy pupil in the center of the eyebrow suddenly burst out a large black and gold magic flame, which is the Shura holy fire.
A large number of Shura holy fire formed a pillar of fire, ejected from the Shura holy pupil and blasted away at Yang Jian.
After breaking through the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, Shen Lang can double the power of his magic power by using the power of Xianyuan in his body!
The pillar of fire formed by the Shura holy fire hit by Shen Lang with the Shura holy pupil is shocking. The space where the pillar of fire passes is burned up, and the strange and terrible heat wave swept the whole sky, rendering a large area of space black!
Knowing the name of Yang Jian's God of war, Shen Lang did not deliberately keep his hand, which can be regarded as an expression of respect for each other.
Seeing this powerful demon flame and fire column coming, Yang Jian dared not neglect it. He shouted: "Heaven's eyes are golden pupils, blazing Yang Yuan light!"
As soon as the roar fell, a golden treasure eye appeared in the center of Yang Jian's eyebrows. A large amount of golden light was emitted from the treasure eye, which burst out as bright as the sun, and the dense golden light swept away towards the incoming magic flame.
"Dong Dong Dong!"
A large number of golden lights and black and gold magic flames collide and interweave with each other, and a series of explosions are earth shaking.
The space in the center of the explosion collapsed and exploded into nothingness, and the terrible energy impacted all around.
Jiang Shang's hands below bound and printed the spell. A white light barrier appeared over jiulicheng square to resist all the energy impact from the sky.
The crowd cheered and marveled at Shen Lang's and Yang Jian's skills.
The two supernatural powers attacked each other and ended up in a tie.
When the explosion was over, Yang Jian did not hesitate to praise: "it's amazing to be able to release the fire magic power that is not inferior to the magic so easily! Brother Shen, if you have any other clever moves, just send them. "
"Brother Yang, be careful."
Shen Lang smiled and then cast the blood shadow curse.
"Boom, boom!"
Shen Lang rolled up red and black blood waves like rivers and seas, and pressed Yang Jian with the trend of suppressing heaven and earth.
In the surging blood waves, there seemed to be endless red and black blood flames burning and churning. The space was crushed into nothingness and swallowed up by Yang Jian with the power of destroying the sky and the earth.
"Good!"
Yang Jian's eyes were shining, and he seemed to feel a trace of pressure. His palms supported the sky. In his palms, a violent golden arc surged out, gathered above his head and turned into a golden thunder cloud.