Chapter 261: Deceiving the Teacher and Destroying the Ancestors

"Nezha!" Master Taiyi's voice was like thunder, causing the surrounding clouds to billow. "You are the reincarnation of the Hunyuan Pearl. You were born with a vision. You should have shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting the common people, but you are so stubborn! In this case, I will I’ll beat you back to your original form so that you won’t bring trouble to the world in the future!”

After saying this, Master Taiyi was furious. He waved his sleeves, and a majestic force instantly condensed, turning into an invisible giant palm, and struck Nezha's head with the power to destroy the world.

Nezha's heart trembled, and he felt an unprecedented crisis.

He knew that Taiyi Zhenren's palm was no child's play. Once it fell, he would be doomed.

However, can the pride of a young man be easily yielded?

Nezha gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, and his whole body exuded an unyielding light.

He struggled hard, trying to break free of the three thousand dust threads that bound his body. However, these dust threads were transformed by Taiyi Zhenren with his supreme magic power. They are extremely tough. Each thread seems to connect the heaven and the earth, trapping Nezha tightly and making him unable to move.

Nezha's struggle was like an earthworm shaking a tree, but he did not give up. Every struggle was accompanied by muscle tension and sweat splashing.

He Nezha will never bow to fate.

But no matter how hard he tried, the three thousand dust threads were like chains, tightly entangled, making it impossible for him to escape the impending doom.

At this moment of life and death, a bright light pierced the sky, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, heading straight for Nezha.

That was Yang Jian, the famous God of War in the Three Realms. He sensed Nezha's crisis, and without hesitation used the art of escaping light, crossing the boundaries of time and space, and came to the center of the battlefield.

Yang Jian's figure appeared next to Nezha instantly like a bolt of lightning.

His eyes were sharp and he could see through Nezha's predicament at a glance.

Without a moment's hesitation, Yang Jian swung the long sword in his hand. The sword was as sharp as a dragon, and it accurately cut off the three thousand dust threads that bound Nezha.

The moment the dust thread broke, Nezha felt a lightness all over his body, as if he was freed from the endless darkness and regained his freedom.

However, just when Nezha was able to breathe, Master Taiyi's palm arrived.

When Yang Jian saw this, he did not hesitate. He dodged and stood in front of Nezha. He used his broad back to bear the full force of the palm.

Just hearing a loud "boom", as if the color of the world changed, Yang Jian and Nezha were blown away by this huge force, like two fallen leaves, drawing a long arc in the air, and finally fell heavily It hit the solid city wall.

Nezha exclaimed. He watched Yang Jian block the blow for him, and his heart was filled with indescribable shock and gratitude. He thought that even if Yang Jian did not die, he would be seriously injured and unable to recover.

However, when Nezha struggled to get up and looked at Yang Jian, he was surprised to find that Yang Jian just patted the dust on his body and stood up calmly. There was no trace of pain on his face, as if he had experienced the earth-shattering moment just now. To him, a palm was just a breeze blowing on his face.

"Brother Yang Jian!" Nezha's voice was choked with sobs. He couldn't believe his eyes, "Are you okay?"

Yang Jian turned his head and smiled at Nezha. The smile was full of warmth and determination: "I'm fine. As long as I'm here, I will never let you face difficulties alone."

Nezha nodded gently, with gratitude shining in his eyes, and thanked Yang Jian for lending a helping hand in times of crisis.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked directly at Master Taiyi with a burning gaze. There was unquestionable firmness in his voice: "Qiankun Circle and Huntian Ling, the two magic weapons that were once by my side have been taken back by you! You even want to put me in a place of eternal destruction! Now, the kindness between us is over and the debts have been cleared. From today on, I, Nezha, am no longer your disciple, and you, Master Taiyi, are no longer your disciple. No longer my master!"

When Master Taiyi heard this, his face turned livid and he was filled with rage. It was as if he could hear the roar of anger surging in his chest. He scolded sternly, his voice deafening: "You dare to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors. This kind of behavior is simply worthy of death!"

At this time, Yang Jian on the side showed a bit of disdain and coldness in his brows. He slowly spoke with a calm and powerful voice: "Master Taiyi, when you sent the Hunyuan Pearl into the mortal world and reincarnated as Nezha, wasn't it? To make him become Xiqi's vanguard general?

You keep saying that you want to train him, but in fact you are just using him, treating him as a pawn and a tool. This kind of master-disciple relationship is so hypocritical and ridiculous! "

Master Taiyi's eyes were filled with anger, as if there were flames burning in his pupils. He stared at Yang Jian closely, his voice was low and full of majesty, resounding like thunder: "Who are you? How dare you explain to us the internal affairs of the religion?" Pointing fingers?"

Yang Jian had a smile on his face and a calm demeanor. His voice was clear and firm, flowing out like a clear spring in the mountains: "My father, it was someone who taught Yang Ling."

As soon as these words came out, Master Taiyi's face instantly turned gloomy, and Master Qingxu Daodezhen next to him also trembled, as if he was shocked by an invisible force.

They had been in contact with Yang Ling for a long time, and his cultivation was unfathomable, causing them great losses.

When Yang Jian saw this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His voice was relaxed and cheerful, as if he was chatting and laughing with an old friend: "You don't need to be so nervous. My father is not at Jiepaiguan at the moment. He is far away and cannot make it in time." Come."

His words revealed the calmness and confidence of a wise man, as if he had everything under control.

After hearing this, Master Taiyi became even more furious, and his face turned ashen, as if he could drip water. He roared angrily, and his voice swept over like a violent storm: "Who said I'm afraid? I can't wait to cut you into pieces right now to vent the hatred in my heart!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves suddenly, and the Universe Circle cut through the sky like a meteor, and with the sound of howling wind and deafening roar, it slammed towards Yang Jian.

This blow not only condensed Taiyi Zhenren's endless anger and murderous intent, but also demonstrated his shocking strength as a master of interpretation.

However, in the face of this overwhelming offensive, Yang Jian still maintained his calmness and calmness. His eyes shone with wisdom, as if he had seen through all Taiyi Zhenren's tricks.

Yang Jian stepped forward and locked the Qiankun Circle with the energy of chaos with his hands like iron pliers.

The muscles throughout his body were like an ancient tree with tangled roots, and every fiber was tense to the extreme, as if all the power hidden in his body was pouring out.

The Qiankun Circle struggled under his palm, like an enraged dragon, and finally came out, drawing a bright arc. After circling the air for a week, it slammed towards Yang Jian again with the force of thunder.

Facing this unstoppable blow, Yang Jian's eyes did not flinch at all, only a burning fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath and opened his arms again, as if to embrace the entire world, and faced the roaring Universe Circle with an unshakable determination.

Master Taiyi sneered from a distance, his words full of contempt: "Humph, you are really overestimating your capabilities."

However, at this critical moment, Yang Jian let out a deafening roar. The voice contained unyielding will and endless power, as if it could shake the mountains and rivers and wake up the sleeping dragon.

With this roar, the potential in his body was completely stimulated, and a dazzling light burst out from his whole body. He actually firmly grasped the wild and unruly Cosmic Circle in his hand, making it impossible to escape his control.

A flash of unbelievable surprise flashed across Master Taiyi's face. He never expected that Yang Jian would have such amazing perseverance and strength, and could actually defeat this magic weapon that even he found troublesome with his bare hands.

As for Nezha, his eyes widened even more. He was shocked and felt indescribable admiration in his heart. He had never seen anyone so brave and fearless.

Yang Jian's figure seemed to be the most dazzling presence in the world at this moment.

Yang Jian slowly handed the universe circle shining with chaotic light back to Nezha. His eyes were firm and warm, and he said softly: "Nezha, this universe circle was not given to you by him, but I snatched it for you. !

From now on, it truly belongs to you. "

An indescribable joy filled Nezha's heart. He held the Qiankun Circle tightly and looked at Yang Jian gratefully: "You..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes were slightly red.

Upon seeing this, Master Taiyi's face instantly turned gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "Yang Jian, do you think I don't dare to do anything to you?"

Yang Jian straightened his back and responded with piercing eyes: "Sit back and wait for you to take action."

Taiyi Zhenren laughed angrily, his voice mixed with disappointment and pain: "Okay, if that's the case, then don't blame me for being cruel!" Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm suddenly, and fire suddenly splashed in the air, and a handle of fire A sharp spear and a Huntian Ling appeared out of thin air, turning into two blazing fire dragons, roaring and rushing towards Yang Jian.

When Nezha saw this, his heart tightened, and he immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Yang Jian, let me help you!"

He waved his hands, and bursts of flaming golden light rolled up from the universe circle in his hand, fighting with the two fire dragons, and the sky was instantly reddened by the firelight.

When Master Taiyi saw Nezha being so decisive, his brows furrowed and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

He waved his wide sleeves again and said coldly: "Nezha, don't blame me, you asked for this."

I saw two bright firelights flying out of the sleeves, turning into two fire phoenixes with spread wings, one behind the other, approaching Nezha with a fiery breath.

Seeing this, Yang Jian hurriedly shouted: "Nezha, be careful!"

He dodged and tried to block one of the fire phoenixes.

Nezha responded with a sneer: "Don't worry, I'm not that easy to defeat!" He deftly avoided the fire phoenix's attack while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Yang Jian has a strong posture, holding a horizontal sword in his hand. The light of the sword is as clear as the cold moon, and he fights fiercely in the air with the fire-tip spear and the two fire dragons transformed by Hun Tianling. The fire dragon roared, and the flames surged like waves, but Yang Jian was not afraid. He swung his sword horizontally, and the light of the sword split the flames instantly, sparks flying everywhere, lighting up the entire night sky.

"Be careful!" Nezha's voice came from the side. He waved the Qiankun Circle in his hand and started a fierce battle with the two fire phoenixes transformed from the Hot Wheels. The wings of the fire phoenix were like burning flames. Every time it waved, it brought up strong winds and heat waves, but Nezha nimbly dodged them while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

"Nezha, you don't have to worry about me!" Yang Jian shouted, dodged, and cleverly avoided the fire dragon's attack. At the same time, he slashed at the fire dragon's neck with a knife. The sword was like lightning, and instantly cut the fire dragon into two pieces.

The fire dragon let out a shrill roar, turned into a ball of fire, and disappeared into the night sky.

When Nezha saw this, he felt happy. He waved the Qiankun Circle and hit a fire phoenix back again and again.

The fire phoenix's wings were hit by the Qiankun Circle, and the flames were extinguished instantly, turning into a plume of black smoke and dissipating in the night sky.

Nezha took the opportunity to catch up with Huo Feng and struck him hard, completely defeating Huo Feng.

Taiyi Zhenren's face became even gloomier when he saw this. He glared at Yang Jian and Nezha and said coldly, "How dare you be so presumptuous! Today, I will teach you a lesson!"

He waved his sleeves again, and the fire dragon and fire phoenix rushed out of his sleeves again, attacking Yang Jian and Nezha.

The fire dragon was surrounded by blazing flames, and every breath seemed to ignite the surrounding air. Its eyes were like torches, and it spewed out angry flames, rushing straight towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes were firm, his body was agile, and he did not avoid but met the fire dragon, and started a close fight with the fire dragon.

He flashed and cleverly avoided the flames spewed by the fire dragon. At the same time, his body suddenly jumped up, as fast as a cheetah hunting, and he actually grabbed the dragon's tail that was waving wantonly and covered with scales with his bare hands.

The fire dragon roared and struggled endlessly, swinging its tail wildly, trying to get rid of Yang Jian's restraints. But Yang Jian's arms were like iron clamps, tightly locked, showing amazing strength and determination.

He held the dragon's tail tightly with both hands, and his tone was cold and firm: "Submit to me, otherwise you will be reduced to ashes!" With Yang Jian's thunderous roar, the divine power in his body surged and turned into invisible chains, gradually calming the fire dragon's fury.

Under Yang Jian's majesty, the fire dragon finally lowered its head unwillingly, and its huge body gradually shrank under the effect of divine power, turning into a shining fire spear.

The tip of the spear jumped with a flame that never went out, as if it contained infinite power, and became a new magic weapon in Yang Jian's hand.

On another battlefield, Nezha stepped on auspicious clouds, wearing a mixed sky silk, holding a fire spear, and was fighting fiercely with two flying fire phoenixes. The wings of the fire phoenix spread out, like a burning flame. Every flap of its wings brought a wave of heat, which intertwined with the shadow of Nezha's spear to form a brilliant light.

Nezha was agile and had divine spear skills. Sometimes he soared into the air, piercing the vital points of the fire phoenix with the tip of his spear; sometimes he passed by low and dodged the attack of the fire phoenix with lightning speed.

He stared at every move of the fire phoenix, looking for flaws. Finally, at the moment when the fire phoenix flapped its wings and flew high, Nezha found an opportunity, shot through the air, and accurately hit the vital point of one of the fire phoenixes.

The fire phoenix wailed and paused. Nezha took the opportunity to turn around and restrained another fire phoenix at a faster speed. He held the fire spear tightly with both hands, and his tone was cold and majestic: "Submit to me and become my power!"

In front of Nezha's divine power, the fire phoenix finally surrendered, turned into two brilliant lights, and slowly landed at Nezha's feet.

In a flash, the two rays of light turned into a pair of wind and fire wheels shining with flames, lightly surrounding Nezha's feet. The wind and fire wheels rotated and created wind, driving Nezha's figure to be faster and faster, adding endless speed and strength to him.

Taiyi Zhenren's face was as cold as frost at this moment, and he was furious.

He muttered something in his mouth, and his hands flipped quickly. I saw magic weapons flying out of his sleeves one by one. The Hun Tian Ling was like a dragon out of the sea, the golden bricks glittering with golden light cut through the sky, the demon-slaying sword was chilling, and the dragon-subduing rope was like a spirit snake winding in the air, with destructive power, smashing towards Yang Jian and Nezha all at once.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. He tightly grasped the horizontal sword in his hand, and the blade emitted a faint cold light, as if it could cut off all the troubles in the world.

He stretched out his body and turned into a silver lightning, facing the overwhelming magic weapon.

He swung his sword horizontally, and each swing was accompanied by a roar, repelling the Hun Tian Ling and the gold bricks one by one, showing his extraordinary martial arts and exquisite control of magic weapons.

Nezha stepped on the wind and fire wheel, and his figure was like a ghost, flexibly shuttling between the magic weapons. The fire spear in his hand seemed to be the incarnation of fire. Every stab was accompanied by a blazing flame, and it collided with the demon-slaying sword to produce dazzling sparks.

Nezha's mouth curled up a sneer, and he jumped directly onto the dragon-subduing rope, using the fire spear as a fulcrum, borrowing the force to fight, and threw the dragon-subduing rope to the side, avoiding the fate of being bound by it.

The two stood back to back, with tacit understanding. Yang Jian's sword and Nezha's fire spear intertwined into an airtight net, dissolving the magic weapons offered by Taiyi Zhenren one by one.

Their figures appeared and disappeared in the siege of magic weapons, like dancing, but full of power and danger.

Seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren frowned. He did not expect that the combination of Yang Jian and Nezha would be so powerful.

He took a deep breath and urged his magic power again, preparing to launch a more fierce attack. However, at this moment, Yang Jian and Nezha roared at the same time. They suddenly rose up like two lightning bolts and rushed towards Taiyi Zhenren, intending to end the battle with thunder.

Taiyi Zhenren flew up and stood in the clouds, surrounded by endless fairy air, with fluttering clothes, like an inviolable god.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an unfathomable majesty, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world. He waved his hands gently, and suddenly, one piece of spiritual treasure after another appeared from the void, bursting with dazzling light, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight.

The Chaos Heaven Ribbon was like a mad dragon coming out of the sea, sweeping towards Yang Jian and Nezha with the power to tear apart space. On the ribbon, it seemed as if there were thousands of little dragons roaring, releasing a deafening dragon roar.

The gold brick turned into a golden stream of light, as fast as lightning, hitting the vital points of the two people. On the gold brick, it seemed to contain the light of the sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The demon-slaying sword was filled with cold air, and the tip of the sword seemed to be able to cut the void in two. The sword energy seemed to be mixed with endless murderous intent and majesty.

The Dragon-Subduing Rope was like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, extremely flexible, trying to restrain the two people's movements. On the rope chain, it seemed as if there were tens of millions of spirit snakes wriggling, emitting a heart-pounding breath.

Facing the overwhelming attack of Taiyi Zhenren, although Yang Jian and Nezha were brave and unparalleled, they could not help but feel a lot of pressure.

Yang Jian tightly grasped the horizontal sword, the sword light was like lightning, his body suddenly rose, turned into a silver storm, and launched a fierce battle with Hun Tian Ling and Jin Zhuan.

However, Taiyi Zhenren's magic power was too strong. Every time the magic weapon collided, Yang Jian felt an irresistible force impact, his body involuntarily retreated repeatedly, and even cracks appeared on the horizontal sword.

Nezha stepped on the wind fire wheel and held the fire spear. Like an elf in the flame, he flexibly shuttled in the siege of magic weapons. He tried to avoid Taiyi Zhenren's attack with his speed advantage, but Taiyi Zhenren had too many spiritual treasures, and each of them contained amazing power, making it difficult for him to avoid them completely.

The collision between the Fire Spear and the Demon-Slaying Sword sparked sparks that illuminated the entire battlefield. The sparks seemed to contain endless heat and energy.

Although Yang Jian and Nezha tried their best, they gradually fell into a disadvantage in the face of Taiyi Zhenren's boundless magic power and endless spiritual treasures.

Every time they resisted and counterattacked, they seemed so strenuous, as if they were fighting against the entire world. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their breathing became rapid, but their eyes revealed determination and unyielding.

Surrounded by magic weapons, Taiyi Zhenren's figure looked taller and more majestic.

Every time he waved his magic formula, it could resonate between heaven and earth, making Yang Jian and Nezha feel unprecedented pressure. The magic formula seemed to contain the mystery and power between heaven and earth, making the two feel irresistible.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly critical, Yang Jian knew that if he didn't come up with a surprise attack, he might not be able to resist Taiyi Zhenren's powerful offensive. So, he gritted his teeth, flipped his hands quickly, and muttered something. In an instant, an ancient magic weapon flew out of his sleeve. It was the legendary Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover.

As soon as the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover came out, the world seemed to be shrouded in a hot breath.

On the divine fire cover, nine fire dragons were lifelike, they bared their teeth and claws, as if they were ready to break through the shackles and devour everything at any time. At Yang Jian's command, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover turned into a dazzling flame and covered Taiyi Zhenren at lightning speed.

Seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren was immediately furious.

He felt the amazing power contained in the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover and recognized that it was his treasure, the treasure that Yang Ling had taken away.

However, now this treasure is turning against him.

The power of the Nine Dragons Fire Cover was too strong. Although Taiyi Zhenren tried his best to resist, he was eventually enveloped by the blazing flames.

Under the cover of the Nine Dragons Fire Cover, Taiyi Zhenren felt unprecedented pressure.

The nine fire dragons seemed to tear him apart, and the blazing flames made him feel unbearable. He did not give up resistance, but continued to mobilize his magic power and started a fierce battle with the Nine Dragons Fire Cover.

At this time, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun sensed the emergency situation of Taiyi Zhenren being suppressed by the Nine Dragons Fire Cover, and was immediately anxious. He immediately used his magic power to cut through the void and instantly descended on the battlefield.

The scene in front of him shocked him. Taiyi Zhenren was trapped in the blazing fire, while Yang Jian held a magic weapon and was ready.

"Yang Jian, stop it quickly!" Qingxu Daode Zhenjun shouted sternly, his voice contained endless majesty and anxiety.

However, Yang Jian did not respond to this sudden enemy immediately, but stared at Taiyi Zhenren, fearing that the other party would escape.

Seeing this, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun knew that the situation was urgent and could not be delayed.

He quickly mobilized his magic power, turned into a bright light, and attacked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian felt this powerful fluctuation of magic power, was shocked, and quickly waved his sword to meet it.

Suddenly, a shocking collision sound broke out on the battlefield. The figures of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun and Yang Jian moved quickly in the interweaving of light and magic power, and launched a fierce contest.

Relying on his profound cultivation and exquisite magic, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun constantly launched an offensive against Yang Jian, trying to force him to give up suppressing Taiyi Zhenren.

Under the tide-like offensive of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Yang Jian gradually felt the pressure.

At this time, Nezha came to help.

He grabbed the fire spear, and in a flash, he joined the battle, fighting side by side with Yang Jian to fight against Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

Seeing this, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun secretly cried out in his heart that it was not good.

Nezha waved the fire spear in his hand, cooperated with Yang Jian tacitly, and launched a fierce attack on Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. Although Qingxu Daode Zhenjun had profound cultivation, he had to take the joint attack of two strong men seriously.

I saw Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's body tremble slightly, his hands quickly formed seals, and he muttered something, as if communicating with the vitality between heaven and earth. With his spell, the vitality between heaven and earth began to surge, and the four elements of earth, water, fire and wind seemed to respond to his call and gathered together.

In an instant, a powerful vortex of power appeared above the battlefield. This power hovered and condensed in the air, and finally turned into an extremely majestic dragon.

The dragon was huge, its scales flashed with dazzling light, and the dragon roar was deafening, shaking the entire battlefield. Its eyes are like bright stars, revealing a kind of majesty.

Nezha and Yang Jian were shocked when they saw this. Although they were young and energetic, they had to put away their contempt and be ready for such a powerful spell.

The dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a blazing flame, which was the condensation of the power of the earth and fire, so hot that it seemed to be able to burn everything. The flame drew a gorgeous arc in the air and rushed straight towards Nezha and Yang Jian.

Nezha and Yang Jian dodged quickly and used their own spells to fight back. Nezha waved his fire spear and turned into a whirlwind of flames to compete with the dragon's flames.

His figure shuttled through the flames, like an elf in the flames, bravely meeting the challenge of the dragon. Yang Jian used the art of transformation and turned into a huge golden-winged roc, flying high, trying to avoid the dragon's attack and looking for an opportunity to counterattack. His wings spread out like a golden cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

However, the dragon transformed by Qingxu Daode Zhenjun is no ordinary creature. It can not only control fire, but also mobilize water elements to form huge waves. The huge waves rolled in the air, like thousands of troops galloping, rushing towards Nezha and Yang Jian.

The huge waves contained a strong impact force, as if it could break down all obstacles. Nezha and Yang Jian staggered under the impact of the huge waves, but they still gritted their teeth and insisted on not being knocked down.

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