Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 407
There is no reason to say in this world, the so-called reason is only said to people of the same rank.

Obviously, the Jiao Demon King, the Bull Demon King and the other big demon kings cannot compare with Yang Jian, so Yang Jian doesn't want to, and he doesn't have to reason with them.

This is a world of gods and demons. The so-called large numbers of people, the so-called clear laws of heaven, and even the so-called righteousness are just a joke.Here we only talk about fists, the big fist is the truth, the big fist, a deer is also a horse, as long as you are strong enough, you can do it yourself!
The Bull Demon King and the others looked at each other, some of them didn't know what to say, could it really be possible to fight this Xiansheng Erlang Zhenjun?It should be known that during the Conferred God War in the past, even Da Luo Jinxian, and this three-eyed man fell under the sword in front of him, just a few of them are really not enough!
"Go, or not go!"

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the three-pointed and two-edged sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the demons, revealing his domineering attitude.

Although they knew that Yang Jian would not kill them, but for no reason, the Bull Demon King and the others still felt palpitations. It was only because the god general in front of him was too infamous.

"Zhenjun, you are too domineering!"

The Bull Demon King couldn't bear it in the end. After all, he has a deep foothold and has seen the world. Facing Yang Jian's oppressive attitude, he took a step forward and said angrily: "Our brothers just came to you to find someone, then The confidant general who killed my second brother, can't we still seek revenge from him? My brother broke up with you with nice words, but you acted like a knife and gun. You know, it is me We retreat, and then go to Demon Master Palace and Emperor Zhenwu to entangle people and horses, and then, will you be able to block it?"

"scare me?"

A chill flashed in Yang Jian's starry eyes, he snorted coldly, and said: "If you want to tell me, I will tell you. You will take these hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers to cross the border and show off your might in Meishan. Could it be that it’s a good way to talk about it? Is it because Yang’s sword is not good, or when you and a few self-proclaimed breaking saints can really flatten the sky and overwhelm the sea, and move the sky and mountains?!”

Speaking of this, there was a look of disdain on Yang Jian's stern face, and he said: "As for the Demon Master's Palace and Nashi Laozi Zhenwu Emperor that you are talking about, I will put it here, if they dare to come On Meishan, there must be one party whose bones are buried here!"

silence!There is silence between heaven and earth!
The faces of the Six Great Sages were flushed, and they were overwhelmed by Yang Jian's strong statement for a while, and they didn't know how to tell the difference.

What kind of person is Yang Jian? He smashed the peach mountain with an ax to save his mother, and the sword shook the heavenly court. He is recognized as the number one god of war in the three realms. Words such as supernatural powers and boundless magic power are not wrong at all when they are placed on him. Who would be so full that he would be an enemy of such a god and devil?

Don't say it's a blood-transforming magic sword, even if it's ten or a hundred, or a thousand or ten thousand, Emperor Zhenwu and the demon master Kunpeng would not be willing to fight such an existence to the death.

"Second brother..."

Mo Yuan, who was watching the battle in the Zhenjun Palace, was moved for a moment. He never expected that Yang Jian would protect himself so much, and even risked his life to fight.

Looking at Mo Yuan's appearance, Yang Chan on the side couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Don't think too much, you kid, the second brother is just annoyed that these demons come to show off their power and deceive others too much, it's not really all because of you."

But Mo Yuan said: "I always cause trouble, Zhenjun and Sanshengmu protect me, I remember it in my heart, and I will repay myself in the future!"

These words are Mo Yuan's true feelings. After all, because of him, Yang Jian went to Huoyun Cave to confront the Emperor, and later the Seven Great Saints of the Monster Race led troops to Meishan. They really have deep affection for him.

"I don't ask you for an answer."

Yang Chan gave Mo Yuan an angry look, and said: "I'm afraid you will not be like my second brother in the future, be a heartless person, just treat Qian'er well."

"Unexpected...unexpected that Zhenjun would protect him like this!"

At this time, someone from the Six Great Sages who had been silent for a long time finally spoke, but it was the Jiao Demon King who had a direct enmity with Mo Yuan.

He got the entrustment from that person, so it is naturally impossible for him to be intimidated by someone with false threats. If that is the case, I am afraid that the so-called great saints of the monster clan will become a laughing stock for their brothers.

He said: "Zhenjun, since you don't want to reason with me, then I have no choice but to ask the seniors of the Yaozu to come forward and break up with you."

As he spoke, he activated his mana and wiped out the trace of five-color divine light in his body.

Yang Jian heard the words, and said disdainfully: "Senior Yaozu, you Yaozu are only the two of the ancient heavens, and you are a little bit good. Are the rest worthy of standing in front of me?"

The demon master Kunpeng is not taken seriously by Yang Jian. In fact, few great supernatural beings in the prehistoric world think highly of him. Since Hetu Luoshu slipped away, it is still a matter of who wins and who loses in the Lich War.

Of course, with his pity for his life, he was naturally unwilling to come out and beat Yang Jian, the saint's disciple, to death. All saints are ants, this is not just talking.

"You three-eyed kid has a big tone. You criticize my monster clan like this. Could it be that even Empress Nuwa and I are not qualified to stand in front of you?"

A clear and bright voice suddenly came from a distance, and then a ray of five-color brilliance broke through the sky from the west!

It's him!

Seeing the five-color brilliance, Yang Jian, who dared to stand side by side with the Nuwa Empress, shrank his pupils for a second!
The five-color brilliance fell to the ground, but it was a slender young man, dressed in white, handsome and extraordinary, even better than Yang Jian.But the most eye-catching thing is the arrogance between his brows, which is the arrogance that treats the heroes of the world as nothing, even if Yang Jian is in front of him, he will not give him a high look.

The one who came was the Buddhist Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva, Kong Xuan, who was once an enemy of saints and powerful in the three realms!

"It's you!"

Yang Jian looked at Kong Xuan, his face changed from the contempt and disdain just now to a serious one.He frowned and said: "I don't know how these demon kings have such courage to dare to break into my Meishan. It turned out that you were behind me, but there is one thing I didn't understand. With your personality, you will look at me A blood-melting sword?"

Kong Xuan also shined brilliantly in the Battle of the Conferred Gods. Those so-called magical treasures were not worth mentioning in front of his five-color divine light, so Yang Jian was a little confused about the origin of Kong Xuan.Of course, this is also related to the fact that Mo Yuanwei never told Yang Jian about the previous events.

"Of course I didn't come here for the blood-transforming sword, but for the sake of these juniors in the clan, to seek justice from Zhenjun, let him come out."

Kong Xuan's tone was flat, but there was a forceful aura in it...

(End of this chapter)