Chapter 972: The Three Pure Ones, Yang Jian Is Angry

"Boom!"

Yang Jian instantly displayed his Nine Transformations Golden Body, and a terrifying wave erupted from his body.

"Nine-turn Golden Body? What kind of skill is this? Why have I never heard of it? Is it the skill of an ancient clan? Impossible! The ancient clan has long since declined, and there is no way such a powerful skill could exist." The faces of Sanqing and the other three suddenly turned ugly.

"Yang Jian, today I will let you know the consequences of offending us!" Seeing this, Zhu Bajie roared again, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Hmph! Yang Jian, suffer death!"

After Zhu Bajie finished speaking, a bloody knife shadow instantly appeared on the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and then he slashed towards Yang Jian's head.

"court death!"

Yang Jian roared angrily, and the nine-colored divine spear in his hand stabbed out fiercely again, and stabbed fiercely towards the three-pointed two-edged sword.

"Peng!"

A series of explosions sounded, and the nine-color magic gun and the three-pointed two-edged knife collided fiercely again. Suddenly there was a terrifying explosion and a loud noise, and the terrifying power raged crazily. The terrifying The air waves instantly spread in all directions.

A terrifying force came from Yang Jian's arm, and then spread crazily along the arm towards the inside of Yang Jian's body. The terrifying force crazily tore Yang Jian's muscles and tendons.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Suddenly, a miserable wolf howl sounded in the air.

"ah!!!"

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, two more miserable screams came, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhu Bajie's mouth. Then the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand instantly broke away from Zhu Bajie's hand, and fell to the ground with a "clang!"

Yang Jian's face turned pale, and there was a pale look on his face. It was obvious that the collision just now also caused him considerable injuries.

"Yang Jian!"

Sanqing and Dijiang were shocked when they saw this.

Although Yang Jian's nine-color divine spear is terrifyingly powerful, it is only a holy weapon after all, not a real innate spiritual treasure.

Although it is powerful, it cannot be compared with the innate spiritual treasure. Although Yang Jian's attack just now was very powerful, it was still a bit reluctant. If the Nine-Colored Divine Spear was not an innate spiritual treasure, Yang Jian would not have been able to resist it. .

But even so, Yang Jian was still knocked back several steps by the swords of Sanqing and Dijiang.

"puff!"

The next moment, Yang Jian opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood again, a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

"Damn bastard!"

A solemn expression also flashed across Yang Jian's face.

Yang Jian's Nine-Colored Divine Spear is the power of the second level of the Nine-Turn Golden Body. It can be said that it has exceeded the scope of a holy weapon. However, the attacks of the three people from Sanqing still caused Yang Jian to suffer a big loss.

This made Yang Jian's face become very ugly.

"Yang Jian, how dare you attack us? You are seeking death!"

The anger on Sanqing's face grew stronger instantly, and he swung the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand again. In an instant, three bright sword lights shrouded Yang Jian.

"Hmph, Sanqing old ghost, you underestimate Yang too much. Do you think Yang Jian can deal with you just by relying on the holy weapon?"

Yang Jian's expression instantly became cold.

When Sanqing saw this, he immediately sneered: "Really? In that case, let's try again!"

"Three-pointed two-edged sword! Kill!"

Sanqing's fingers lightly tapped on the scabbard, and a terrifying sword light instantly burst out from the three-pointed two-edged sword, slashing directly towards Yang Jian.

"Nine-turn golden body!"

Yang Jian shouted loudly and stabbed hard with the nine-color magic gun in his hand.

"Peng!"

With a crisp sound, a blood mist bloomed instantly. The sharpness of the three-pointed two-edged knife was not inferior to Yang Jian's nine-turn golden body.

The Nine-Colored Divine Spear in Yang Jian's hand was directly knocked out. Yang Jian couldn't help but take five or six steps back, his face turned pale.

When Sanqing and the other three saw this, they also had a cold expression on their faces.

"Haha, how about it? Yang Jian, you think you can defeat the three of us with the help of the holy weapon? It's simply a wishful thinking. Today I will beat you back to your original shape, and then deal with you!" Sanqing said coldly, holding the The three-pointed two-edged sword once again flashed a bright sword light, and it struck Yang Jian fiercely.

"Yang Jian! Hurry and hide!"

Qingqiu Fox shouted immediately when he saw this, his face became very worried.

"Hmph, Yang Jian, today I'm going to see how you can compete with us!" Zhu Bajie said with a sneer, and another bright blade struck Yang Jian fiercely from the three-pointed, two-edged knife in his hand.

"Yang Jian, avoid it!"

Zhu Bajie also sneered when he saw this.

"Yang Jian, run for your life quickly, don't stand there stupidly!" Brother Monkey also said hurriedly, with a solemn expression flashing across his face.

Although the three-pointed two-edged sword is only at the level of a holy weapon, the power contained in it is more terrifying than a punch from a peak saint. If he is struck by a three-pointed two-edged sword, even if Yang Jian's physical body is comparable to the top innate spiritual treasures, he will definitely be severely damaged.

"snort!"

"court death!"

"die!"

Seeing Yang Jian's unresponsiveness, the expressions on the faces of Sanqing and Zhu Bajie suddenly became more ferocious, and the murderous intent in their eyes became more and more intense.

The next moment, the three-pointed, two-edged swords in the hands of the three pure people slashed at Yang Jian fiercely again.

Soon, the battle between Yang Jian and Zhu Bajie entered a white-hot stage. Both sides tried their best to attack each other. Various terrifying energy fluctuations burst out instantly, like a bunch of gorgeous fireworks, blooming continuously in the void.

"Huh?"

After seeing this scene, a look of surprise flashed across the faces of the three pure people.

Obviously, they didn't expect that Yang Jian's strength could actually compete with them. Although their strength has broken through to the level of innate spiritual treasures, it is only the level of innate spiritual treasures after all. Compared with the top innate spiritual treasures, there is a huge gap. If there is no help from the innate treasures, relying on their own strength alone, they are not opponents at all.

Yang Jian's strength is indeed terrifying. As expected of Yang Jian, in a short confrontation, he was able to suppress the three pure people and gain an advantage, but Yang Jian's consumption is also very serious.

"Yang Jian, I advise you to admit defeat quickly, otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless!" Zhu Bajie stared at Yang Jian coldly.

"Haha, do you think you can still kill me now? The three of you, added together, are only at the level of innate spiritual treasures. Under my Nine Transformations Golden Body, you are just like ants and can't make any waves at all. You want to kill me with just a few trash like you? It's just wishful thinking!"