"It seems you really love him."

The third princess, who had been expressionless and cold on her face, finally looked moved: "What do you know?!"

Yang Jian shrugged, sat upright and motionless, and said with a lip: "I know everything I should know, but I don't know something, such as the Canglan Empire, the Yang Public Fund, and my Yang family happened to be behind the King of Zhongwu Yang Huan, and there are......"

"Enough!" The third princess suddenly interrupted him and said coldly: "You must die."

Yang Jian shrugged indifferently, patted Yang Yu, who was a little excited, stood up, stood side by side with Yang Yu, and asked with a smile: "Just because of your praise for being so scared that you are a child and two ninth-grade body-building minions outside?"

"How do you know?!" This time it was not the third princess who asked, but Yang Yu asked in shock.

As for the third princess in front of him, he could realize that his realm was only a third level of Qi training realm, and the praise on the side was only a ninth level of Qi training realm like himself. The outside world had just massacred all the servants and other ordinary people in the general's mansion, and even more so were only a ninth level of Body Training realm.

However, I was able to detect it because I was strong enough, but how did Yang Jian notice it?

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehe~~~" Before Yang Jian's answer, Bao Yi, who stood behind the third princess, looked at Yang Jian with bloodthirsty smile and said indifferently: "It is said that the eldest son of the Yang family is a useless person, but now it seems that the rumors are wrong. Being able to find green shadows and black shadows can also make us unable to detect your specific realm. It seems that you are not simple either."

Yang Jian grinned: "Of course, are you scared by Ben Zhenjun and want to pee your pants? Green-haired monster!"

"snort!"

"Crazy~~~"

Bao Yi snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and the iron cable pulled the huge sickle and circled above his head. He stared at Yang Jian with a cold look in his green eyes, and said in a strange voice: "Ignorance, deserve to be killed!"

Scream!

The huge sickle broke through the air and was extremely rapid. The dark sickle blade reflected the light of the candles, which was quite dazzling. Even Yang Yu couldn't help but narrow his eyes and looked solemn. He was about to turn sideways to block the attack for Yang Jian, but he didn't expect that Yang Jian would press his shoulder again. He looked sideways and saw that Yang Jian was already heading straight for the sickle like an arrow leaving the string.

"elder brother!"

Yang Yu was shocked to see it, and looked at Yang Jian's rapid figure in disbelief. He really didn't understand when Yang Jian had such strength and speed?

"A little trick to carving insects."

Yang Jian, facing the sickle, snorted coldly, and a simple and timely side of his body a second before contacting the sickle, just passing the sickle, his right hand was like a spiritual snake coming out of the hole and pressed it gently at the end of the hilt of the sickle, and raised his left hand at the neck of the sickle, which made the huge sickle completely escape from the control of the iron chain and circling towards the praise.

Baoyi's green eyebrows were condensed. Obviously, he didn't expect that Yang Jian's judgment was so accurate and decisive. He could grasp the weakness of his moves in minutes and counterattack. All the actions just now showed his strength, and he was completely defending and attacking with skills.

"Crazy~~~"

With a stretch of his hand, the internal energy spread along the iron chain, and he regained the control of the sickle with brute force, and threw it down on Yang Jian, who was rushing to cut one of the sickle in half.

However, Yang Jian easily avoided it again, his speed increased instead of decreasing. In an instant, he came to Baoyi and the two of them started a thrilling close-fits-all fight.

The complimentary sickle itself is a medium- and long-distance combat weapon. He practices with iron chains, making him more suitable for long-range combat, and close-fitting becomes his weakness.

It was precisely because Yang Jian saw this that he adopted a strong insertion method to engage in close combat with the other party.

Not to mention, Yang Jian was worthy of being a war god who had been fighting for more than 100,000 years in his previous life. In this fight, even though he was unarmed and his realm was much weaker than the opponent, he was still comparable to the opponent.

Is this really the case?

Actually, it is not the case!

The fact is that Yang Jian has always been calm and has no panic or nervousness when facing the opponent's attack. On the contrary, his heart is as bright as a mirror at this moment.

At that time, the more you fight, the more you feel aggrieved. Even though your strength is better than the opponent, you can always accidentally resolve all your offensives, and even if you take action at will, you can force yourself to be in a hurry.

This battle finally made Yang Jian understand the strength of cultivators in this world.

If compared according to the previous life, the two worlds are actually similar.

Although the spiritual energy in the previous world is gentle, its explosive power is not as good as the Great Thousand World, but its strength is long and far. Although the spiritual energy in the Great Thousand World is extremely explosive, it also makes people pay more attention to how to control this extremely explosive power and neglect the tempering of skills.

Now that I have a system in my body, I don’t need to sharpen my control of my strength. On the contrary, the countless combat experience I brought in my previous life has increased my combat power countless times. For example, even if the opponent is at the ninth level of Qi training, he has the confidence to win. And if he hadn’t wanted to use him as a target, he would be afraid that he could kill him within fifty moves!

Suddenly, Yang Jian and Bao Yi frowned at the same time. The two tacitly broke each other's moves, and each took their own moves and retreated quickly.

"boom!!!"

A ball of fire fell from the sky, crashed into the roof, and crashed into the place where Yang Jian and the other two had just fought, causing dust to fly and sparks to splash.

"Bah!" Yang Jian, who quickly retreated to Yang Yu, slapped the sparks on his body, spat on the ground, and asked Yang Yu unhappily: "Who is this time?"

However, when he saw Yang Yu's eyes as confused as him, Yang Jian gave up and continued to ask him what he meant, turned to look at the fireball that was gradually extinguishing, and asked, "Who is coming? I'll sign up and tell you whether it's an enemy or a friend, otherwise it would be bad if I accidentally got my allies."

"Hahaha... What a crazy boy!" This time it was a rough voice, and at the same time, a circle of momentum burst out, completely destroying the flame that was about to be destroyed, revealing a tall body that was not inferior to Yang Yu's figure.

Another weird guy.

He didn't wear anything except a pair of torn shorts. His skin was dark red. His muscles were bulging and terrifyingly shaped like burning iron blocks. His short red hair was erected like sharp blades, just like fire needles. At this moment, he spoke, and his mouth was sprayed with sparks. He looked extremely scary.

"Central Zen Heaven... Fire God... Wei! Dang!"

The third princess solved Yang Jian’s doubts word by word, and made an inexplicable smile appear on the corner of his mouth.

This world is really interesting, but these low-level warriors are all kinds of strange things. What should those high-level cultivators do?
Chapter completed!