Digitalization of the World

Chapter 766 The Number One Beauty in the Three Realms

It wasn't until the fiery red figure landed that everyone could see his appearance clearly.

But it was precisely because of seeing his appearance clearly that no matter whether it was Dashang's camp or Xiqi's camp, they all fell into a brief silence.

This is a child who is less than one meter long and looks like he is only about three or four years old, and he is also an extremely beautiful child.

"Master, isn't that your disciple? Why did he go down?"

On the closed wall, Huang Feihu said anxiously.

He recognized the child's identity, it was a child who suddenly appeared beside Wang Xian a few days ago, and he was Wang Xian's disciple.

"Don't worry, King Wu Cheng, Nezha's strength is not bad, even if he can't beat Yang Jian, he won't be in any danger!"

Wang Xian said with a smile, signaling King Wu Cheng not to worry.

The skill Nezha cultivates is the "Xian Jue" of the "Xian Gong"'s family-restraining skill, and "Xian Jue" is practiced by NPCs, and the improvement it brings is incomparably huge.

Coupled with Nezha's innate spiritual treasure body and the guidance of Nangong Wu and others, Nezha's "Xian Jue" has been cultivated to the third level, and this has also made Nezha's level soar to more than 300 levels.

The first three layers of "Xian Jue" are "Iron Bone and Bronze Body", "Glass Jade Body" and "Dragon and Tiger Power". When the three effects are combined, Nezha's strength is actually not much worse than Yang Jian, even if Yang Jian's level It is more than two hundred levels higher than Nezha.

"Master, is there really no problem?"

As Nezha's father, Li Jing was still a little worried, and asked Wang Xian worriedly.

"You will know after reading it."

Wang Xian didn't say anything more.

No matter how much he said, no matter how much he promised, these people would still be worried, after all, Nezha was too young.

on the battlefield.

Yang Jian frowned. He was a disciple of Chanjiao's three generations, and he could be said to be the first among the three generations of Chanjiao's disciples.

Such him, in the first battle on the battlefield, the first enemy he faced turned out to be a little doll.

After winning the battle, he, Yang Jian, the first disciple of the three generations of elucidation and education, bullied a child, shame on him!

Losing the fight, Yang Jian, the first disciple of the three generations of elucidation and education, lost to a child, which is even more embarrassing!

Thinking of the two upcoming situations, Yang Jian wanted to vomit blood!

"Hey! Three-eyed guy, what are you doing? Are you looking down on me?"

Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels, wore Huntian silk, held a fire-pointed gun, and stared at Yang Jian with a small face angrily.

"Little guy, this is not the place you should come to, go find your parents quickly!" Yang Jian really didn't want to fight Nezha, so he said to Nezha in a soft voice.

"You really underestimated me!"

Nezha let out a cold snort, and directly pushed the hot wheel under his feet, and rushed towards Yang Jian with a fire-pointed spear.

Yang Jian felt Nezha's aura, and was startled, and quickly raised the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand to block.

boom!

The fire-pointed gun hit the three-pointed and double-edged gun, and Yang Jian exploded with a force that shocked Yang Jian, so much so that he, who underestimated Nezha, couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"How is it? Do you know how powerful the young master is?"

Nezha saw that Yang Jian was forced to retreat by his own gun, held the flaming spear on his shoulder, and looked at Yang Jian with a proud face.

Yang Jian was directly amused by Nezha's appearance, and said, "I really underestimated you, but your strength is not enough for me to think you are great."

"Hmph, then try again!"

When Nezha heard what Yang Jian said, his temper suddenly became angry, and he went out towards Yang Jian again.

The two figures, one big and one small, fought together. After dozens of rounds, Nezha began to fall into the disadvantaged, and when the number of rounds reached hundreds, Nezha had already been suppressed and beaten by Yang Jian.

In the end, when the number of battle rounds between the two reached about 150, Nezha was photographed by the edge of the three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand, and fell heavily.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing?"

A shout of anger resounded in the Xiqi camp.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

Yang Jian looked suspiciously at the person who roared, that is, his uncle Taiyi.

"This is a battlefield, why did you show mercy just now?"

Master Taiyi angrily questioned Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was silent for a moment.

He had indeed shown mercy just now, otherwise it would not have been the three-pointed two-edged knife that hit Nezha, but the blade that struck Nezha.

With his strength as sharp as a three-pointed two-edged knife, even if Nezha's body is strong and his defense is extraordinary, he will fall into a state of serious injury, or even die.

However, asking him to kill a child, he really couldn't do it.

Therefore, Yang Jian could only remain silent.

"snort!"

Daoist Taiyi gave Yang Jian a hard look, then looked at Nezha, and asked in a cold voice: "Little thing, I want to ask you, the weapon in your hand, the long silk on your body, the gold ring on your wrist, and the gold ring on your feet." Where did the steamer come from?"

"It's you stinky and shameless old guy again, you don't care where the young master's these things come from!"

Nezha got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and said to Master Taiyi with a face full of disdain.

"What did you say?"

Master Taiyi was so angry at Nezha's words that his veins twitched and he wished he could slap Nezha to death, but the patriarch ordered him to do nothing but look at Nezha with a murderous look on his face. upbraid.

"What are you worried about? You are old and ugly. I had a nightmare at night, sir, what should I do?"

Nezha stared back at Master Taiyi very dissatisfied.

"Ahhh!"

Daoist Taiyi was furious, Jinxian's aura burst out, his right hand was raised suddenly, and a big handprint appeared in the midair instantly.

Following the pressing down of Taiyi's right hand, the large handprint that appeared in the air also slapped Nezha fiercely.

Nezha looked at the big handprint slapped towards him with disdain, neither dodged nor resisted, and let the big handprint slapped towards him.

"National Division!"

On the wall of Tongguan, Wang Xian immediately looked at Wang Xian with panic and anxiety.

"Don't worry, that old guy is scaring Nezha."

Wang Xian gave Li Jing a reassuring look.

"frighten?"

Li Jing was taken aback for a moment, then quickly looked towards the battlefield.

At this time, the big handprint had already landed on the ground, and the terrifying power made the ground tremble, but due to the flying dust, ordinary people couldn't see Nezha's situation at this time.

About half a minute later, the dust dispersed, and a deep pit in the shape of a handprint appeared on the ground.

However, in the middle of the deep pit, where the palms of the hands were printed, there was a towering mud pillar, and on top of the mud pillar stood a small figure.

Who is that little figure if not Nezha?

"Bah! Bah! Bah! Old rascal, do you want to choke me to death with dust?" Nezha yelled at Master Taiyi.

Ever since he knew his future from his wife, he has hated Daoist Taiyi.

In addition, the teacher just told him through sound transmission that as long as he doesn't attack the real Taiyi, it is absolutely impossible for the real Taiyi to attack him.

He who wanted to take revenge a long time ago, how could he give up such a good opportunity, so he fiercely provoked and insulted Master Taiyi.

"Okay! Very good! Little thing, when the restrictions of the patriarch are lifted, not only you will die, but your whole family will also die together! I hope that at that time, your mouth will still be as smelly as it is now!"

Master Taiyi gave Nezha a fierce look again, then turned around and fell into the Xiqi camp.

"cut!"

Nezha didn't panic at all, and even raised a middle finger at Master Taiyi.

On the wall of Tongguan, Wang Xian's eyes fell on Su Jin who was not far away, and he said angrily, "You taught Nezha this too?"

Before, Nezha's "what are you looking at" and his open-mouthed "Master" almost made Wang Xian vomit blood, and now Nezha even came up with a "universal gesture". It became so sad.

"Brother-in-law, you actually doubt me? Couldn't it be sister Nangong, or Yaoyao who taught me?"

Su Jin immediately quibbled.

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Wang Xian pouted.

Su Jin immediately said confidently: "Believe it! Why don't you believe it? As long as I firmly believe that what I said is true, then I can fool myself."

Wang Xian: ...

He was completely convinced.

Su Jin said so, what else could he say?

On the other side, Nezha on the battlefield has already flown towards Tongguan, and Yang Jian also shouted to the people above Tongguan: "You just sent a child, is there no one in Dashang?"

"Don't be crazy, I'll meet you!"

A golden streamer flew out from the wall of Tongguan Pass in an instant, and quickly attacked Yang Jian.

After the golden light fell to the ground, Yang Jian saw the appearance of the person coming, and said with a smile, "It turns out to be Junior Brother Jin Zha, but you are no match for Senior Brother!"

"You won't know until you fight!"

Jin Zha snorted coldly, swung his two swords and slashed towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian immediately counterattacked, and with a three-pointed and two-edged sword dancing vigorously, he blocked Jin Zha's attacks one by one.

After dozens of rounds, Yang Jian found a flaw in Jin Zha, and the three-pointed double-edged knife quickly stabbed through Jin Zha's shoulder, and then kicked Jin Zha away.

"For the sake of you and I being in the same sect, I will spare you this time, go back!"

Yang Jian shook off the blood on the three-pointed two-edged knife, and said to Jin Zha calmly.

Jin Zha's face was gloomy, but he also knew that he was not Yang Jian's opponent, so he could only walk towards Tongguan with a sullen face covering his shoulder wound.

Jin Zha and Mu Zha lost two battles with Yang Jian, which caused the morale of Dashang to drop a bit, while on Xiqi's side, there was a roar of gongs and drums and cheers.

"King Wu Cheng, is there a suitable general to send?"

Di Xin asked Huang Feihu with an ugly face.

Huang Feihu smiled wryly, and said: "My lord, just now my son Tianhua told me that Yang Jian is very powerful, even stronger than some elders, that is, the second-generation disciples of Chanjiao. Even if our generals are dispatched, they will not It's Yang Jian's opponent."

"Is there no one left in the big business? If there is no one, open the door and surrender as soon as possible!"

At this time, Yang Jian's shout just came out again, which also made Di Xin's face even more ugly.

"National teacher, can your three children make a move?"

In desperation, Di Xin could only ask Wang Xian for help.

"Let my three disciples take action, that would be too bullying..."

Wang Xian squeezed his chin.

The levels of the three monkeys are as high as more than 800 levels. Not only the levels crushed Yang Jian, but also the "Xian Jue" that integrated the "Eight Nine Mysterious Art", Yang Jian was even worse.

If those three monkeys really wanted to make a move, Yang Jian wouldn't even be able to survive ten rounds, and it was still under the condition that the three monkeys couldn't kill him.

"Bullying?"

Di Xin was taken aback.

He never thought that Wang Xian would say such a thing.

Just when Di Xin was about to say something, Wang Xian suddenly smiled and said, "Although my three disciples are not suitable for taking action, there is one who is suitable for doing so."

"who?"

Di Xin asked curiously.

"Yang Chan!"

Wang Xian said.

"Yang Chan?"

Di Xin was dumbfounded.

who is this

Wang Xian didn't explain either, and opened the passage to the inner world with a wave of his hand, and a beautiful figure walked slowly through the passage.

Her appearance made everyone around her fall into a state of stupefaction.

beautiful!

So beautiful!

Wang Xian looked at the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan beside him in surprise. He also did not expect that after the fusion of the two Yang Chan, his appearance would change so much.

Although Yang Chan, the former Three Holy Mother, was known as the number one beauty in the Three Realms, she was not enough to make Wang Xian stunned.

But the current Three Holy Mother, Yang Chan, not only stupefied Wang Xian, but even made the world pale because of her beauty.

To put it bluntly, the beauty of Sanshengmu Yang Chan is no different from that of Yao Chi.

"hiss--"

Suddenly, Wang Xian gasped.

"What are you pinching me for?"

Wang Xian looked at Su Jin who didn't know when he came to his side speechlessly.

"Brother-in-law, what do you say?"

Su Jin pouted and said.

"Say what?"

Wang Xian pretended to be stupid and said.

"snort!"

Su Jin snorted, let go of the little hand pinching the soft flesh on Wang Xian's waist, trotted to the side of the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, and spoke in a low voice.

"National Teacher, the right person you mentioned just now is not her, right?"

Di Xin also recovered from his stupefaction, and asked Wang Xian with a strange expression on his face.

"Yes, it's her!"

Wang Xian nodded.

"But……"

Looking at the incomparably beautiful San Shengma Yang Chan, Di Xin didn't know what to say for a moment.

"If no one comes out, then surrender quickly!"

Yang Jian's shout sounded again.

"Yang Chan, go and teach your arrogant 'Second Brother' a lesson!"

Wang Xian spoke to Yang Chan, the Three Holy Mothers.

"Um."

The Three Holy Mothers, Yang Chan, nodded slightly, and flew up, towards Yang Jian who was still clamoring under the closed wall.

on the battlefield.

Yang Jian looked at the Three Virgin Mary Yang Chan who was flying towards him, and fell into a short-term absent-minded state.

He was not only distracted by the beauty of the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan, but also because he felt the aura of the same blood from the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan.

"Second brother!"

When the third mother Yang Chan spoke, Yang Jian said that he was even more confused.

Second brother?

Is this calling him?

Is the indescribably beautiful woman in front of me my sister?

But he didn't remember that he had such a beautiful sister!

"Are you really my sister?"

Yang Jian asked in an uncertain tone.