Chapter 120 A dignified battle

Sun Wukong looked at the darkness, his smile on the corner of his mouth became a little more intense, his eyes with a hint of expectation.

The scene of stepping on the heavenly court and breaking the sky appeared again involuntarily. He was the same five hundred years ago, but that time he didn't even enter the Nantian Gate of Heaven, and was captured by Wang Lingguan.

After suffering all the torture on the Demon-Slaying Platform, the old man with bull's nose saved him on the grounds of refining alchemy.

After more than five hundred years, the scenes of the past appear again. It is false to say that it is not excited in his heart, and others cannot understand his heart.

Only Sun Wukong felt a surge of passion, and even the Ruyi Golden Cudgel drooping on his shoulder seemed to have a little fighting spirit.

"Come?"

"Here you come."

The conversation between Zulong and Sun Wukong was extremely short, but it was difficult to hide the excitement and excitement in the words.

"The feng shui turns, the emperor comes to my house!" Sun Wukong couldn't help but remember what he said back then. The heavenly soldiers and generals looked at the darkness and took a breath.

Their legs were trembling at this moment. The dragon clan was not many, with less than seven hundred dragons, but there were too many demon clans in Huaguo Mountain.

Above all the mysterious immortals, this made them feel terrifying. Yang Jian, as the vanguard, had the opportunity to kill all the demons of Huaguoshan in the past.

However, today, so many mysterious immortals suddenly appeared, making the heavenly soldiers and generals feel unrealistic.

In my heart, I was even more suspicious whether Yang Jian used a trick to deceive the gods who strangled Huaguo Mountain in the past.

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Inside the Lingxiao Palace.

"Yang Jian, what you said is that the combat power of Huaguo Mountain is not enough?!" The Jade Emperor was a little frustrated, pointing to the demon races planted on the screen, looking at Yang Jian and asking.

"Jade Emperor, I said strangling, but I didn't say that I could kill all of them. And you didn't say that I could practice, so I would kill some important people and those who cannot practice. This is called..."

"Take the essence and remove the dross."

"Yes, yes, brother Nezha is right."

Nezha added, and Yang Jian responded with a smile. The Jade Emperor was so angry that he was trembling all over while sitting on the dragon chaise, obviously very angry.

The gods quietly moved away from the Heavenly Court Anti-Bone Duo, and even Li Jing took a few small steps back.

"In my heavenly court, except for the five emperors, you are the two of you the strongest. Then Yang Jian and Nezha, you go to guard the Nantianmen."

"Jade……"

Before the word "Di" was revealed, a strong wind blew up and rushed to the gate of Nantian.

"Bang!"

He collided with Sun Wukong who was standing at the gate of the South Heaven. However, his cultivation level was quasi-saint, and his physical body was tempered by gods and demons, which made the two of them feel a headache.

"Hiss! I have lived for so long, but I don't talk about martial ethics. I said that I would guard the Nantianmen and guard the Nantianmen. I just bumped into the pillar of the Nantianmen."

Nezha kept muttering in her mouth, covering her painful brain.

Yang Jian was not much better. His third eye almost moved directly and was now pressing his position with force.

"Oh, little Nezha, the wind is blowing very well. It was me who you just bumped into."

Sun Wukong turned his head and frightened Nezha suddenly, and hurriedly rolled and crawled back. After all, anyone who saw a thunderbolt-faced and fangs suddenly came over would be shocked.

"Sun...Sun Wukong?!" Yang Jian straightened his third eye and said in a trembling tone.

"Three eyes, long time no see, are you missing me?" Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian with a grin, but it looked very creepy. The chilling feeling made Yang Jian's scalp numb.

"Sun...Sun Monkey, what are you going to do?"

"What do you think?" Sun Wukong smiled strangely, and the monkey fist came out, with the sharp aura on it surging.

"boom!"

Yang Jian was wary of it, but he was still not as fast as Sun Wukong's punching speed. It can be said that the current strength and cultivation of the two are no longer above the same level.

Yang Jian may have been able to beat Sun Wukong with his quasi-saint-level body before, but now he no longer has the ability to fight back.

It can be said that the two are now a different difference!

With one punch, there was a buzzing sound between the heaven and the earth, as if he couldn't stand Sun Wukong's punch, cracks appeared in the void.

The infinite power, just like the flood discharge tide, made the pillars of the Nantianmen tremble suddenly, and Yang Jian avoided it in horror.

"Monkey Sun, are you crazy?!" Yang Jian roared, but Sun Wu turned a deaf ear and then attacked him with another punch.

The terrifying fist wind whistled, and Yang Jian was really angry. His third eye opened directly, and a colorful divine light burst out in a gap, making Sun Wukong smile.

"Three eyes, you're going to die." Sun Wukong blasted out his palm, and the power of gods and demons inside lingered upwards, turning into a terrifying energy.

"boom!"

The qi collided with the divine light, and a terrifying storm broke out, which made Yang Jian stagger back dozens of steps, and his terrified pupils instantly magnified several times.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking came from Yang Jian's body, and blood and tears flowed out of the third eye on his eyebrows. Then he closed his eyes tightly, his eyes were a little painful, and his face looked a little hideous.

"Hiss! The attack broke the attack of the first judicial god of the Three Realms. Is Sun Wukong so strong?"

"No, not only that, look at Yang Jian's hands..."

A kind of heavenly soldiers and generals looked at Yang Jian, and had a few good eyesight. They looked along his right hand and saw blood flowing down.

With the blood of the third eye, the whole person now has no longer had the same spirit as before, but instead feels a little tired and a little lonely.

"Yang Jian, how about it? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"When I killed my monkey, have you ever thought about the arrival of today?" Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian in a mess and smiled jokingly.

"Sun Houzi, Brother Yang Jian is not..."

"Nezha, stop talking, I admit this!"

Yang Jian dragged the attack and was already a little hard-working, summoned the three-pointed two-edged knife, slowly stood up and straightened his body.

"Sun Monkey King, the former Laojun attacked and the Xiaotian Dog helped me. Now I want to fight you in a dignified way. If you lose to the Nantian Gate, you can enter!"

"Brother Yang Jian..."

"Erlang Shen..."

"Yang Jian..."

For a moment, the gods in the Heavenly Court were a little panicked. Although Yang Jian was arrogant, it did not mean that the immortals and gods had a bad relationship with him.

What's more, Yang Jian is fighting for the heavenly court at this moment, and they must show a caring side of both emotion and reason.

"Okay, then just fight quickly, no matter how you win or lose, the grudges will disappear!"

Sun Wukong also nodded in recognition. He still knew Yang Jian's character, not to mention that he had happened back then. With his current strength, he naturally saw some clues.

However, because I was unhappy, I was suppressed back then, and now I just want to vent my anger.

"good."

"Waiting for you to get back to normal."

Sun Wukong waved his hand, and there was a barrier between the two, and the surrounding fairy energy was plundered by him and directly penetrated into Yang Jian's body.

"Recover quickly."

"Sun..."

"Don't be too lazy, just fight me."

Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian's desire to speak but stopped him directly, and everyone gave up their place to the two of them.

At this moment, the two of them had every move and fell into the eyes of many powerful people in Journey to the West, and it was a battle that was highly anticipated.
Chapter completed!