Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 146 Chi Wansai takes action

"It's Wang Lang from the Shu Sect, Lin Su and Shan Xiangling from the Painting Sect, and they actually took action." Someone in the crowd recognized the three of them and revealed their identities.

Jiao Si looked at the three people in front of him with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The younger generation of the four sects of Confucianism and Taoism, under the semi-sage, except Suihan, are all useless.

"Who am I? It turns out they are a few losers from the Book Sect and the Painting Sect. You alone want to fight the three of us?"

Wang Lang is the most powerful among the three, a fellow practitioner of swordsmanship, martial arts and spiritual power.

"Beasts and beasts dare to talk nonsense here. Today I will let you see the power of Haoran's righteousness."

He urged the Jianjia Holy Sword in his hand, took action boldly, and fought with Jiao Si.

Pengliu and Shunba did not stand idly by and took action against Lin Su and Shan Xiangling.

Lin Su's strength is only one step behind Wang Lang. He uses awe-inspiring aura as ink and paints to fend off enemies. Although Shan Xiangling has only changed from fish to dragon, his mental power has reached level 44, urging the scroll in his hand to explode. His combat power was actually half a point stronger than Lin Su's.

Three against three, six people fought fiercely.

On the top of the Book Mountain, there are already several people on the seats of the Nine Realms.

Gai Tianjiao, the first genius of the Liangyi Sect, was sitting next to Ouyang Huan, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.

"Hmph, Ouyang Huan, don't think that you can do whatever you want with the strength of the crowd. There are many righteous sects who have good relations with Liangyi Sect, and they will not sit idly by."

Ouyang Huan was handsome, and he just smiled lightly: "With just these three people, I'm afraid it's not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lang was knocked away by Jiao Siyi's claws, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, the aura in his body was shaking, and he was seriously injured.

Shan Xiangling hurriedly urged the scroll in her hand to protect it, switching from defense to offense.

"Junior Brother Lin and Junior Sister Shan, the situation is not good. We have underestimated the strength of these people from the Demon Cult." Wang Lang held the Jianjia Sword tightly and said in a low voice.

"The monks from the four sects of Confucianism and Taoism are indeed useless. With such strength, they dare to stand up for others. It's really ridiculous." Jiao Si mocked loudly, his tone full of disdain.

"Lao Sixth and Lao Ba, use Three Mountains to Suppress the Sea and knock them off Shushan."

Pengliu and Centipede all nodded when they heard the words, and then the three of them transformed into wild beasts, covering the sky and the sun, and formed a battle formation to suppress the sea with three mountains.

The battle formation brought the combat power of the three people together, erupting into a power that was far more terrifying than fighting alone.

Shan Xiangling held up the defensive light screen with a scroll, her face a little pale.

"Two senior brothers, my mental power has just exceeded level 44, and I cannot withstand this blow."

The combined force of the three beast generals fell from the sky, but just when they were about to hit the scroll light curtain, a dragon roar sounded between heaven and earth.

A golden dragon flew up to Shushan and dispersed the combined blow, directly breaking through the three-mountain sea-suppressing formation of the three great beast generals.

The three beasts will turn into human forms again and fall back to the mountain of books, with a look of horror in their eyes.

"who?"

Zhang Ji jumped up to Shushan and landed in front of Shan Xiangling and the others. He was dressed in simple gray clothes and looked ordinary.

"Unknown person, Zhang Shiwu."

Luo Shuihan, who was watching the battle under the mountain of books, suddenly lit up when he heard the name Zhang Shiwu.

"Senior Brother Ji was kidnapped by a senior master. Not even the ancestors found any trace of him. Unexpectedly, he changed his appearance and came to attend the Jiezi Banquet. What is his plan?"

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your help!" Wang Lang took a healing pill and thanked Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji smiled back and glanced at Shan Xiangling: "The demon sect is rampant, I just can't stand it anymore."

Jiao Si looked at Zhang Ji with a pair of dragon eyes, and did not make a rash move again. He was attacked by someone and destroyed the Three Mountains Zhenhai. With this strength, he was almost chasing Ouyang Huan, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, and they were not able to deal with him.

"Your strength is very good, but provoking the divine sect is not a smart choice." After saying that, he ignored Zhang Ji and Shan Xiangling and continued to intercept the Liangyi Sect disciples who wanted to climb Shushan. This is the task Ouyang Huan gave them.

Wang Lang was very angry when he saw that the three beast generals still wanted to stop the people of Liangyi Sect, and said to Zhang Ji: "Brother Zhang, the people from the Demon Sect destroyed the Jiezi Banquet, please take action to punish them."

Zhang Ji looked at him when he heard this, but shook his head.

"They have not violated the rules. If they want to climb the Book Mountain and participate in the Jiezi Banquet, they do need some strength. Only those who do what they can will be wise."

After that, Zhang Ji looked around, but found no sign of Ji Xuanhuang.

"He is now the young master of the Black Market First Grade Hall, and he didn't come to attend the Jiezi Banquet?"

Sitting on the Jiezi Seat at the top of the Book Mountain, Gai Tianjiao looked at Ouyang Huan, whose expression changed slightly, and felt relieved in his heart.

"Ouyang Huan, if you gain the Tao, you will get a lot of help, but if you lose the Tao, there will be little help. Even if a few Confucianists and Taoists can't deal with the hawks and dogs of the Demon Sect, there are other people of the righteous way."

Ouyang Huan showed an unexpected smile and said slowly: "Can such a person be regarded as the righteous way? The Liangyi Sect is really courageous. Brother Chi, what do you think?"

As he spoke, his eyes turned to another burly young man sitting on the Jiezi seat. This man was eight feet tall, with broad arms and a round waist. He was wearing a unicorn robe and had an extraordinary bearing.

"The Imperial Dragon Qi, the Eight Extreme Heavenly Dragons, and the remnants of the Shengming Zhang family dare to come to the Jiezi Banquet. I will kill him!"

The burly man stood up, took one step forward, and a purple-gold war spear appeared in his hand. With fighting spirit rising all over his body, he jumped down from the mountain of books.

Zhang Ji has long felt the gaze falling from the top of the Book Mountain. Participating in the Jiezi Banquet as the Shengming Zhang family will inevitably attract the hostility of the people of the First Central Empire. After all, the remnants of the Shengming are the evil monks of the Death Zen Sect. Juxtaposition of rebels.

A stream of Qilin's holy power descended from the sky, filled with purple energy, carrying the power of super mountains and driving the sea, and crashed down.

"The remnants of the Holy Ming will not die!"

"Qilin dominates the mountain."

Zhang Ji stood on the spot, facing the tree directly, and with one palm shot, a brilliant golden dragon flew out and collided with the unicorn. Both the dragon and the unicorn disappeared. The person who took action fell on the stairs of Shushan, with a pair of tiger eyes. Killing intent.

"It turns out to be Qilin'er of the Chi family. Long live Chi. He is so majestic."

Zhang Ruochen's heart was agitated under the mountain of books. This Zhang Shiwu turned out to be a member of the Shengming Zhang family. If he hadn't turned into Lin Yue now, he would have stepped forward with his sword.

Chi Wansui held a purple golden tree in his hand, wore a unicorn robe, and looked closely. Several more figures fell on the mountain of books. Each one was powerful, and they were all members of the royal Chi family.

One of the older people looked at Zhang Ji, then he immediately raised his hand towards the top of the Book Mountain and said loudly: "Please ask the talented lady of the Holy Book to take action and kill the remnants of the Holy Ming."

After he finished speaking for a long time, the reply from the talented woman with holy books came from the mountain of books.

"The Queen has decreed that all living beings in the Kunlun Realm can participate in the Jiezi Banquet, and the Shengming Zhang family is also eligible."

This member of the Chi family wanted to say more, but was stopped by Chi Wansui, "Brother Wan Chuan, you don't need the Holy Book Talent to take action, I will just kill him myself."

Zhang Ji's eyes suddenly narrowed when he heard Wan Chuan Erzi.

"Are you Chi Wanchuan?"

Chi Wanchuan snorted coldly, "I am Chi Wanchuan. You, a remnant of the Holy Ming, will be captured without restraint."

"Okay, very good, very good." Zhang Ji said hello with a smile on his face, and then his body instantly became illusory and appeared next to Chi Wanchuan. Chi Wansui on the side was shocked and angry, and slapped Zhang Ji Call.

Zhang Ji met Chi Wansui's palm with his left hand, and blasted out a palm with all his strength with his right hand, which landed on Chi Wanchuan's chest, breaking several of his ribs. All his internal organs were severely damaged, and he fell to the mountain of books, seven orifices. Blood was constantly flowing out. If the breath of life were not still there, people would suspect that he had been killed with a palm.

Chi Wansui was shocked and angry. He swung the purple tree in his hand with all his strength and hit Zhang Ji on the head.

Zhang Ji used the [Eight Extremes Heavenly Dragon Palm] to receive the power, stepped back a few steps, and stood firm.

Chi Wansui saw that he actually received his full blow with his bare hands, and his breath did not weaken at all. Although he was shocked and angry, he suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

(End of this chapter)