I am the Bull Demon King, the most powerful official in the heaven

Chapter 70 Goodbye Yaohua
"Yang Erlang?"

In the restaurant, the corners of Jiang Shan's mouth raised slightly, which was interesting. Although Guanjiangkou was originally his ashram, he really didn't expect to meet him.

Erlang God Yang Jian.

The future God of War in the Heavenly Court, the most capable one below the decision-making level of the Heavenly Court.

Among many legends, it has become the facade of heaven.

It's just that now it looks like a young man who doesn't know what to worry about.

On the other side, Demon King Peng looked at the ball on the ground and listened to the cheers from all around. He raised his mouth and looked up at the elated Yang Jian, revealing a smirk, magic power, am I afraid that you are not even a fairy?

"Now 99 to [-], let me chase it back." Yang Jian said proudly with his hands on his hips.

"Okay, I'll do it." Demon King Peng kicked the ball up, this time there was no fancy tricks, and then he kicked it over violently, like a shooting star.

This kick, 1000 years of skill, can you stop it?
A ball flew towards it, with strong winds and a faint phantom of a roc falling down. It was obviously a ball, but it had the momentum of a meteorite falling.

Yang Jian tried hard to fight back, but under the momentum of the ball, he could only widen his eyes, and his body froze there instinctively, unable to move.

At the very moment, a burly figure appeared in front of him, kicked the ball in the air, and the ball went straight into the sky for hundreds of meters, and then disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Yang Jian heave a sigh of relief, and heard the figure say: "Okay, third brother, don't overplay it."

"Brother, this kid is playing tricks and using mana." Demon King Peng saw Jiang Shan coming, so he also withdrew his mana, and said in a low voice.

"Who cheated? You don't go out to inquire. Who in Guanjiangkou doesn't know that I, Yang Erlang, promise a thousand dollars. If you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose. How can I cheat?"

Hearing the words of Demon King Peng, Yang Jian stared at Demon King Peng like a fried chicken.

You can beat me, you can even say that my technique is not good, but you can't say that I'm cheating!
I, Yang Jian, have been in Guanjiangkou for so many years, when did I play tricks?
"You don't play tricks, how did you get through with that ball?" Peng Demon King glared at Yang Jian with big eyes like copper bells. Although he didn't deliberately threaten, the aura of the third-rank Demon King was naturally revealed. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would be very surprised You have to be frightened out of your wits.

But Yang Jian was completely out of the ordinary, and stared back without showing any weakness. The two of them just stared at each other like two calves.

Jiang Shan couldn't help shaking his head when he saw this scene. Yang Jian, one of his favorite mythological characters, has great supernatural powers, 72 transformations, both wisdom and bravery, he listens to the tune but does not listen to the announcement, he can fight better than Nezha, and he is better-looking than monkeys. Weaknesses, starting from flood control, flying to the sky and diving into the sea can fight.

But the one I met seemed to be a little earlier, I was only 13 years old, my parents were still alive, my family was happy, and I was carefree.

This is not Erlang God, it is clearly the little overlord of Guanjiangkou.

"Okay, he didn't play tricks." Jiang Shan stood between the two of them again.

"Look." Although Yang Jian didn't know Jiang Shan, Jiang Shan's kick came in and kicked the ball away, which was recognized by him at once. Now that he got support, he was even more happy, and looked at Demon King Peng triumphantly.

"Huh?" Demon King Peng looked at Jiang Shan in confusion, brother can't help outsiders.

Jiang Shan said via voice transmission: "Third brother, look at him carefully, he has not cultivated, and he himself does not know that he has magic power."

"Huh?" Peng Demon King was a little curious, thought for a while, and grabbed Yang Jian directly, and groped him for a while.

"Hey, hello? What are you doing? What are you messing with? Do you know who I am? When I raised my arms, hundreds of people beat you, believe it or not...ah!" Yang Jian screamed.

But in the middle of the call, Peng Mowang let go, threw Yang Jian on the ground, and threw him into a mess, and said, "What's your name, kid? Even if you call a few thousand people over, I can still call him." They hit the ground. But you really didn't cheat, you kid is funny."

Half human, half immortal.

Is this the combination of immortals and mortals?

Which mortal is so powerful.

"Nonsense, of course I won't cheat." Yang Jian stood up, patted his buttocks and said.

"Can't cheat? Will you cheat your father, right? You agreed to listen to the Confucianism and learn, but you ended up playing Cuju, right?"

Until then, a gentle voice sounded.

Yang Jian suddenly trembled, his head shrank, and he no longer had the posture of a bully just now, like a quail, he looked tremblingly at the middle-aged man who appeared beside him, and said with a flattering smile: "Father, why are you here?" Are you talking about poetry with Mr. Song?"

"How would I know that you ran away again if I didn't come? You are so capable. With a wave of your arms, hundreds of people will follow you. Why didn't I know you have this ability." The middle-aged man looked at Yang Jian and said with a half-smile.

"No, dad, I'm scaring them." Yang Jian said flatteringly.

"A gentleman's self-cultivation is important in keeping promises. You promised me three days ago, and now you have broken your promise. It is a one-off. Now you lie and deceive others. Two offences. Don't follow me to see Mr. Song." The middle-aged man scolded.

"Father, what's the point? Reading can't save the world. I'm going to be a general." Yang Jian complained.

"To be a general, you must also be familiar with the art of war." The middle-aged man scolded, and then pulled Yang Jian to the side.

"He was born rebellious and arrogant until he met his father." Jiang Shan couldn't help sighing when he saw this scene.

"It's boring, but his father doesn't look very good, does he? He has no flesh and blood, and he can't even clench his fists tightly. If something happens, he can't protect him." Peng Demon King wondered.

That's how you can get married.

"Maybe because he is handsome." Jiang Shan said.

"Ah? Just here? Being handsome can also be a condition?" Peng Mowang said.

"Yes. Of course, this condition, third brother, you may not be able to feel it." Jiang Shan smiled lightly and left immediately.

According to rumors, Yang Jian's father, Zuo Jintong Linfan, had a relationship with Yang Jian's mother Yunhua.

Looking at it today, it is temporarily impossible to tell whether it is the reincarnation of an immortal, but he is really handsome, living up to the name of a golden boy.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Peng Mowang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, what are you talking about, brother?
My Lao Peng's handsome face is more than half a step away, and I don't know how many goblins have been fascinated.

"It doesn't look good, although your elder brother is actually similar."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded.

Jiang Shan was slightly surprised, turned his head to look, and saw on the second floor, dressed in elegant white clothes, a cyan jade belt outlined a graceful figure, and a beautiful jade face that was either happy or angry.

"Yaohua?" Jiang Shan was slightly surprised, never thought that she would be here?

Does that mean he already knew Yang Jian's little cousin?
"That's right, I never thought you would really appear here." Yaohua smiled sweetly.

"No, Yao Hua is a celestial being, with a beautiful appearance. This one is ordinary, a little ugly, and has bad eyesight. I'm wrong. Third brother, let's go." Jiang Shan took a few careful glances, but left with the Demon King Peng.

You can slander my combat power, I can improve this sooner or later.

But you can't slander my looks.

The smile on Yaohua's face froze for a moment.

(End of this chapter)