This night was destined to be uneasy for Yang Jian. It took less than five kilometers from the General's Mansion to the trade market. He had just walked less than one-third of it. After killing Yan Fei, he only walked no more than ten meters, but he faced a second wave of interception.

He was still alone, a thin old man with white hair and beard, coarse linen clothes, and his hunched body seemed to be able to pass away at any time.

Yang Jian looked at him and asked jokingly: "Old man, come out to bask in the moon at night?"

The old man obviously didn't expect Yang Jian to say such words, and couldn't help but be stunned and then smiled kindly: "Haha... the little old man, I'm ordered to wait for the eldest son here."

As expected, Yang Jian sneered in his heart and asked indifferently: "Who is the fate?"

“Nothing to be told.”

Yang Jian shrugged and asked again, "You are here to kill me too?"

"Yes." Ku Mu's face always had a smile on his face. Even if his aura was revealed at this moment, he would lock in Yang Jian and his murderous intent would be revealed.

"System, detect his realm."

"bite!"

"Target Realm: First-class innate period."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and it was indeed as he thought.

From the beginning, I gave him a different feeling, the feeling of being locked in by others at any time and having nowhere to escape.

With this test, the other party really surpassed the Qi Refining Period.

Qi Ji, the innate stage, is the starting point for warriors to move to the "Tao" and the end point for warriors. Warriors in this period can already use their own basis to motivate the power between heaven and earth. Qi Ji is one of the manifestations, such as body protection qi, internal qi release, etc.

To put it bluntly, if the Qi Refining Stage is the process of martial artists cultivating internal qi and being able to fight in close combat, then the Innate Stage is the period when the martial artists use their own internal qi as a guide to control the external spiritual energy, and they already have some immortal methods, so long-range combat is also possible.

Locked by the Qi, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Innate stage, are you very confident that you can kill me?"

After being revealed by a word, the dead wood was stunned again, frowning with his frown, and his vicissitudes of voice said with great confidence: "Although the old man cannot see through your realm, it is not difficult to detect under his aura. Your strength is not surprising to reach the innate realm. "

Seeing that he was so confident, Yang Jian couldn't help but chuckle: "The old man is very confident."

The dead wood didn't say anything more, and it was already standing there with calm wind, but the world suddenly felt a strong sense of restraint: "Go to take a move."

Yang Jian looked light and indifferent, but his expression became solemn.

Although he is easy to kill the Qi Refining Stage through the level of the body-building realm, it is because both body-building and Qi Refining are still in the stage of dominating moves. However, once he is innate, he will rise to the level of realm, and each realm will have its own special features.

The innate stage is only an introductory stage where the power of heaven and earth can be initially used. Its characteristics are qi blockade, predicting the enemy's initiative, and protecting the body and qi. It can be said that it is almost impossible to challenge beyond the level before reaching the innate level. Even if Yang Jian has a combat experience, it is extremely difficult.

Yang Jian moved. This was the first time he had tried his best tonight. Even when he killed Baoyi in the beginning, he did not use all his strength. However, this time he faced Kumu, he had to use all his strength, otherwise he would not even be able to break the blockade of the opponent's qi.

"Buzz!"

The qi is struggling, but fortunately, the dead wood is only the first-class innate level, and the qi is not strong, otherwise Yang Jian could have completely abandoned his weapons and accepted his fate.

"boom!!"

The power of the Overlord Sphur weighing more than 300 kilograms is already amazing. With the blessing of Yang Jian's power, the power is even more unparalleled, and the air is smashed and moans.

"What a strong power!" The turbid pupils of the dead wood flashed, and she was surprised that Yang Jian's body was far from the power that should have in the Qi Refining Period.

"The Art of Overlords" may be very terrible, but the system is very powerful. Every upgrade is to improve the body and realm together. Therefore, no matter what kind of martial arts Yang Jian practices, he is actually both internal and external cultivation. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to wield more than 300 pounds of Overlords at will with his strength in the Qi Refining Period.

The battle officially kicked off. This was the first time Yang Jian used all his strength tonight, and it was also the first real battle he had since arrived in this world.

Innate is indeed very strong. If Yang Jian had advanced martial arts or had unique skills in his practice, he would have won a great victory, but there was no if.

In terms of martial arts, he has it, but it is not something that can be practiced at this level. In terms of profound and special martial arts, he has it, but it is not something that he can practice at this time.

To put it vividly, he was a high-end rmb player in his previous life, and it was not a problem that money could solve. But now, he has to start a novice village and take the o**o silk road. His experience in his previous life may be useful, but the "equipment" is a waste of money because of his high-end style.

During the battle, Yang Jian danced with a king's halberd, and his handsome and tender face was filled with steady, calmness and calmness that was completely in line with his physical age.

The body movement of the dead wood is very strange. A pair of dry hands are always elusive, either claws or fists, which makes Yang Jian feel frustrated and at a disadvantage.

"Hehehehe~~~ Old man, I'm here."

Suddenly, just as Yang Jian gradually adapted to the blockade of the dead wood's energy, and was about to find a flaw to break free from the circle of the strange body technique of the dead wood, a strange and coquettish laughter sounded sweetly. What's even more strange is that Yang Jian was not panicking, but the dead wood retreated with a bang.

It was a rare rest, and Yang Jian did not pursue it. The Overlord's Sphur danced around his head and stood beside him. He looked sideways and saw a girl wearing a short skirt with exposed purple gauze on the other side of the street coming.

The girl is very beautiful, with her skin as snow, her front and back, and her hair is like a waterfall. Her cat steps are shaking so that her body is full of attractive waves.

Childish o-face o-big breasts.

This is Yang Jian’s first impression of her.

"Who are you? You are here to kill me?" He stood sideways, causing the dead wood, which was originally attacking from front to back, to attack the girl from left to right. Yang Jian's vigilance was already mentioned to the highest point, and even brought up the gate of the "Super God" world in his mind, ready to shuttle through at any time.

Although there is the magical power of rebirth with blood and reborn from the "Phoenix Transformation" and various great gods in the "Super God" world, Yang Jian still feels that it would be better to go to the "Super God" world than to die once and become a "Phoenix Body".

"Hehe~~~~Don't be nervous, he's a good person." The girl smiled cleverly, her voice was tender and coquettish, which made Yang Jian's whole body feel goosebumps. For some reason, even though the girl looked very beautiful in appearance and figure, he felt a kind of sincere disgust and disgust.

"Hmph! Fengchun, what are you here to do?!" Before Yang Jian could speak, the dead wood on the other end snorted coldly, his tone was extremely unhappy, and he no longer felt that he was old.

Fengchun kept laughing, covered her mouth with her jade hand and said in a coquettish voice: "My husband, I miss you."

My husband?!

Yang Jian was shocked when he heard this and looked at the girl. Well, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although she was plump and tall, her tender pretty face was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Look at the dead wood on the right, Damn, an old man who is at least eighty years old, has covered the loess on his head!

This shock cannot be summarized by the old cow eating young grass?!

"Ba!Ba!Ba~"

Suddenly, a clapping sound was particularly harsh in the lonely night sky. Yang Jian raised his sword eyebrows and looked up. He saw a person standing on the roof directly above him, a stranger he was familiar with.

Yang Zhen! This world, the biological father of this body.

He was over forty years old but was majestic. His blood-stained armor added a solemn atmosphere. The spear stood beside him, and blood was still dripping.

The tiger's eyes were joking around between the dead wood and Fengchun, with a hint of mockery and contempt on his lips: "The Shi Duchy Kingdom's endorsement force in the world, "Feixian Pavilion", the guardian of the "Dragon and Wind" of the dead wood. Fengchun, it seems that the king is really determined to forget the Yang family."

"Yang Zhen! You are not dead!" Ku Mu and Fengchun spoke in unison, even their expressions were very unified, shocked.
Chapter completed!