sbdcsierra Chapter 263 Nezha and Yang Jian are fighting!
Chapter 263 Nezha and Yang Jian are fighting!
Nezha was rather disappointed. Having just emerged from the illusion, he was like someone who hadn't fully woken up and still had some morning grumpiness.
Hearing Jinzha and Muzha's words only made him more agitated.
The flame-like runes on his face appeared and disappeared, adding a layer of mystery to Nezha, making him both wicked and dashing.
Jinzha immediately begged for mercy:
"We were out of our minds just now, Nezha, please don't be angry."
Nezha sneered. If Yang Jiao hadn't said their lives were still useful, all that would be left here now are two mangled bodies riddled with holes.
Yang Jian's sharp eyes saw that Nezha had regained consciousness.
She deliberately stopped and waited for her sister to catch up. After Yang Jiao had vented her anger, she grabbed Yang Jiao's hand and wanted to rush into the sky.
But he moved quickly, and a bright red ribbon moved even faster.
Yang Jian gave a sarcastic remark:
"I've never seen such an annoying person!"
Then, switching places with his sister, he faced the Hun Tian Ling directly and unleashed a powerful Five Thunder Technique.
The Chan Sect's techniques and magical treasures clashed together.
Yang Jiao peeked out from behind Yang Jian, and seeing Nezha awake, her eyes crinkled into a smile:
"Nezha".
The Hun Tian Ling, which had already stopped, now surged towards Yang Jian with even greater momentum.
They seemed determined not to give up until they had wrapped Yang Jian up like a rice dumpling.
Yang Jian gave a soft snort.
He brought Yang Jiao to the top of the cloud, smiled brightly, and said:
"Sister, take a rest. Erlang's hands are itching to get started!"
He flipped down, and in the instant of his descent, Yang Jiao, lying on the cloud, raised her hand to warn him:
"Wear everything your uncle gave you; Nezha is a famous human armory."
Yang Jiao would never admit that she enjoyed watching the drama unfold.
The key is my brother's physique, his face, and that outfit.
Tsk.
Who drooled on your face?
Yang Jiao looked up and saw that Mosquito Daoist was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, Yang Jian turned around, revealing himself to be wearing the attire prepared for him by the Jade Emperor. Every strand of it had a defensive function, and he held a three-pointed double-edged sword, looking incredibly handsome.
Although Yang Jian made the pitiful clothes of the Chan Sect look like a god descending to earth, the attire carefully prepared by the Jade Emperor made him look like a celestial being.
Yang Jiao was treated to a feast for the eyes.
Then, Nezha threw all his equipment at Yang Jian as if it were free.
The two instantly became entangled in combat.
In a flash, with a crackling sound.
Even Mosquito Taoist started rubbing his eyes, thinking to himself:
"It's too fast, I can barely see the mosquitoes."
Both of them were at the Golden Immortal realm, yet their speed was so great that even a Taiyi Golden Immortal was astonished.
It is evident who the two most powerful disciples of the third generation of the Chan Sect were.
At Qinglong Pass, Jiang Ziya and the others were all alarmed.
Huang Feihu shouted loudly:
"We're all on the same side, we're all on the same side."
Seeing that Yang Jian and Nezha completely ignored him, Huang Feihu hurriedly said to Jiang Ziya:
"Prime Minister, why are they fighting? Stop them quickly! What if they get hurt?"
In Huang Feihu's eyes, he couldn't even see the afterimages of the two people. He could only see sparks flying when their magical weapons clashed.
Yang Jian only had a three-pointed, double-edged sword, which was in no way inferior to Nezha's endless array of magical weapons.
After hundreds of rounds, Yang Jian was slightly out of breath, his chest heaving.
His sword tip was pointed at Nezha's neck, but a fire-tipped spear was also stuck on Yang Jian's head.
Nezha exhaled.
Shout it out:
"readily!"
On the other side, the four members of the Demon Clan who had arrived stood frozen in place.
I can't help but ask:
"So, which side is this so-called disciple of the incompetent Jade Cauldron Immortal on?"
The four brothers also wanted to beat Nezha up.
However, being less skilled, he could only manage to trap Nezha in an illusion, and no one could fight against him in such a way.
The four demon generals were unsure of what to do.
Yang Jian was extremely pleased with this battle.
He had never exerted himself so fully since becoming a disciple, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes as he looked at Nezha, beneath the admiration.
If Nezha could grow up, his mental strength would surely be even greater.
Everything the Yang family bore was from outside, and Yang Jian could handle it all.
I can't imagine how tragic it must be for Nezha to suffer all of this from his family.
The two figures below, claiming to be Nezha's brothers, made Yang Jian want to laugh.
The arrival of the four demon generals also brought an end to the fight between Yang Jian and Nezha. When the two looked at them, they stood side by side.
One is a celestial being descended to earth, with light clouds emerging from the glaze.
One is unruly and unstoppable.
The two have completely opposite temperaments, but they stand side by side at this moment, creating an eerie harmony.
Yang Jiao wished she could borrow Yun Zhongzi's pirated Kunlun Mirror to record this scene and become the big boss in his broken map in the future!
The four demon generals were startled.
Secret passage:
"They were fighting just a moment ago, why are they suddenly attacking us?"
Mo Liqing, Mo Lihong, Mo Lihai, and Mo Lishou all felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Either of the two people in front of me is an outstanding individual.
Yang Jian looked at the four demon generals opposite him, then glanced at Nezha and said:
"Just the four of them?"
Of the four generals of the Mo family, only Mo Liqing was at the Golden Immortal level; the other three were just one step away from reaching the Golden Immortal level.
However, the magical weapons in the hands of the four were indeed powerful.
If the mortals were to act recklessly and disregard the safety of Qinglong Pass, even if Nezha had fought with all his might in the last battle, he wouldn't have been able to protect Qinglong Pass.
Nezha, not being arrogant, awkwardly replied:
"Two fists can't beat four hands."
With a smile in his captivating peach blossom eyes, Yang Jian raised an eyebrow and said:
"But you have eight arms."
Nezha almost decided to kill Yang Jian with his Fire-Tipped Spear first.
She rolled her eyes and didn't say anything more to him.
He then vented his anger on the four generals of the Mo family, grinned deeply, and charged forward preemptively.
Seeing that Nezha had already taken action.
How could Yang Jian fall behind? He moved even faster and slipped away.
In the entire Shang-Zhou War, if it were Jinzha or Muzha who wanted to gain the most military merits, it would have been Jinzha or Muzha in the past. But now that Yang Jian has arrived, no one can take his place!
The four demon generals lowered their gazes slightly.
Unlike before when they fought alone, the four of them unleashed their most powerful magical weapons without hesitation.
Mo Liqing's Qingyun Sword exuded a chilling aura.
Mo Lihong's Hunyuan Umbrella opened, and the wind swept away the clouds, darkening the sky and earth.
Mo Lihai played the pipa, producing exquisite music that constantly disturbed the minds of the two.
In the chaos, Mo Lishou released the python and the purple-gold flower fox, which continuously sprayed venom.
Although Yang Jian was physically strong, his soul was far less powerful than Nezha's, and he struggled to cope with the interference from Mo Lihai's pipa.
Seeing this, Nezha grinned, but his playful eyes suddenly turned serious.
The fiery wheels rose up in a chaotic frenzy.
Nezha held the Fire-Tipped Spear, and a beam of light shot out, piercing the sky. With a flick of his wrist, the spear tip snapped the strings of Mo Lihai's pipa, silencing it completely.
Mo Lihai cried out in distress:
"My pipa!"
Without the distracting music, Yang Jian's fighting power was at its peak, and he turned around to grab Mo Liqing.
Mo Liqing was terrified and hastily retreated.
However, he was not as fast as Yang Jian, and was barely stopped. Then, his fists rained down like raindrops, each punch landing with a dull thud.
Upon seeing this, the other three cried out in alarm:
"Big brother!"
Mo Lihong immediately pointed the opening of the Hunyuan Umbrella at Nezha and said sternly:
"Let me show you the power of my Chaos Umbrella!"
In the last battle, Nezha was trapped in the illusionary trap within the Chaos Umbrella for several days, unable to escape. The Demon Brothers, confident of victory, were hoping to capture them all again...
Nezha glanced at him disdainfully.
Its graceful form flew straight towards the umbrella opening, then crackled and popped in mid-air.
The Chaos Umbrella was torn to shreds by Nezha with his bare hands.
Mo Lihong was shocked and shouted in disbelief:
"Impossible! You didn't dodge the illusion of the Chaos Umbrella before!" he shouted, then suddenly froze, even more terrified, and said, "Are you playing me?"
At this moment, Mo Liqing was restrained by Yang Jian, Mo Lihai's zither broke, and Mo Lihong's umbrella was shattered.
Only Mo Lishou remained. He gritted his teeth and commanded the two beasts:
"Kill them!"
The python transformed into a dragon, its body reaching a thousand meters in length. With a roar, yellow sand filled the sky.
The purple-gold ferret in his hands was like a little white mouse; when released, it resembled a white elephant. With a stomp of its foot, tens of thousands of troops outside Qinglong Pass were swept away.
Mosquito Taoist frowned as he looked on.
Suddenly he said:
"Neither of these monsters has any healing abilities, Yang Jian, kill them both!"