BSI Chapter 652 This...this senior is too amazing!
Chapter 652 This...this senior is too amazing!
Yang Jian's cold words exploded across the battlefield.
Even the wind seemed to freeze for a moment.
The halberd in the hands of the Divine General came to an abrupt halt in mid-air.
He suddenly turned his head to look at the towering mountain in the distance.
Yuan Hong and the Six Eccentrics of Meishan also barely opened their eyes.
They looked in the direction from which the sound came.
A streak of silver light shot out from the mountaintop.
In the blink of an eye, it hovered directly above the battlefield.
Yang Jian looked down at the Heavenly Army below from his high vantage point.
The vertical line between his brows emanated a chilling aura.
When the divine general saw who it was, his brows furrowed tightly.
He could sense the powerful fluctuations of blood and qi emanating from the other party.
This is definitely not an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal.
"Who are you, daring to interfere in the affairs of my Heavenly Court!" The Divine General gripped his halberd and roared angrily.
He invoked the name of the Heavenly Court, hoping to deter the other party.
On this vast and desolate land, there are few rogue cultivators who dare to openly defy the Heavenly Court.
Yang Jian was so angry at these words that he laughed.
"Is the Heavenly Court so great?"
Yang Jian's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
He was filled with disdain.
His master was Niu Ben, a man even Haotian dared not offend.
My senior brother is Huang Tian, the current ruler of the human race.
With such powerful connections, would he be afraid of a mere celestial general?
Besides, he already had a grudge against the Heavenly Court!
Yang Jian grew increasingly displeased with these lackeys of the Heavenly Court.
The Divine General was speechless and turned ashen-faced by Yang Jian's words.
As a dignified deity of the Heavenly Court, he is worshipped wherever he goes.
Today I was actually mocked in public by some young punk.
"presumptuous!"
"How dare you insult the Heavenly Court! This is a capital offense!"
The divine general was so angry that he trembled all over and pointed at Yang Jian, cursing him loudly.
The heavenly soldiers below also joined in the clamor.
They all raised their spears and aimed them at Yang Jian in mid-air.
Yuan Hong lay at the bottom of the pit, panting heavily.
He looked at the silver-armored youth in the sky and was secretly surprised.
This person has some nerve, not even putting the Heavenly Court in their eyes.
The water buffalo spirit moved closer to Yuan Hong and spoke in a low voice.
"Brother, who is this guy? How dare he challenge the Heavenly Court?"
Yuan Hong shook his head.
"I don't know either, but the enemy of my enemy is my friend."
"This brother's temper towards us."
Yang Jian ignored the clamor of the heavenly soldiers below.
He slowly raised his right hand and reached behind his back.
He drew a dark silver longsword.
The moment the three-pointed double-edged sword was drawn, it emitted a high-pitched clang.
Lightning crackled across the blade, emanating a terrifying aura of a primordial spiritual treasure.
The divine general felt this oppressive aura, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
A glint of greed flashed in his eyes.
Innate spiritual treasure!
This kid actually has a treasure of this level.
If I could snatch this knife, my strength would definitely double.
Thinking of this, the killing intent in Shenwei Tianjiang's heart intensified.
"Kid, I think you're tired of living."
"Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and punish you, you madman!"
The divine general roared and commanded his heavenly soldiers.
"All soldiers, heed my command! Form the Heavenly Net Formation!"
"Seize this arrogant and ignorant bastard!"
Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers immediately sprang into action.
They moved swiftly through the air with mysterious steps.
Golden chains of magical power surged from their bodies.
These chains intertwined in the air to form a huge net of light, which descended upon Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked at the descending net of light and snorted coldly.
"You bunch of useless trash think you can trap me?"
His Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique instantly reached its peak.
Dark golden energy emanated from his body, soaring straight into the sky.
The surrounding air was directly ignited by this massive surge of blood and energy, producing crackling and popping sounds.
Yang Jian gripped the hilt of the three-pointed double-edged sword tightly with both hands.
He stared intently at the group of heavenly soldiers below, uttering a cold word.
"die."
Yang Jian had barely finished speaking.
He transformed into a bolt of silver lightning and charged towards the net of light.
The three-pointed double-edged sword drew a dazzling dark silver blade in mid-air.
The blade's aura stretched for thousands of feet, carrying a terrifying power that could tear everything apart.
A loud "sizzle" was heard.
The net of heaven and earth, formed by tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers, was actually cleaved in two by this one strike!
The golden magical chains snapped inch by inch, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the air.
"What?!"
The divine general was greatly alarmed.
He never expected this young man to have such formidable attack power.
This is a combined attack formation of the Heavenly Court; even a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal would be trapped for a while.
He actually broke it with a single strike!
Just how terrifying is this kid's physical strength?
Before the divine general could react, Yang Jian had already charged into the heavenly army's ranks.
This is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword flew up and down.
Each swing would send up a pile of severed limbs.
The silver armor worn by those heavenly soldiers was more fragile than paper in the face of the three-pointed double-edged sword.
They couldn't even block it.
Blood instantly stained the sky red.
Heart-wrenching screams rose and fell.
Yang Jian remained expressionless, his eyes cold to the extreme.
He showed no pity whatsoever for these lackeys of the Heavenly Court.
The Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique granted him boundless physical strength.
He charged left and right through the crowd, and not a single heavenly soldier could withstand a single move from him.
A Heavenly Court commander at the Golden Immortal level attempted to ambush Yang Jian from behind.
He raised his spear and thrust it fiercely into Yang Jian's back.
Yang Jian didn't even turn his head; he swung his sword backhand.
The hilt of the knife smashed directly into the commander's chest.
"Bang!"
The commander's sternum collapsed instantly, and he was sent flying hundreds of feet away.
He died before he even landed.
"Is...is this even human?"
The surrounding heavenly soldiers were utterly terrified.
As they watched Yang Jian's bloodied and valiant figure, all they felt was endless fear.
This isn't a cultivator, this is a killing god!
They began to retreat unconsciously, and their formation instantly fell into chaos.
The divine general was furious when he saw his men routed.
"No refunds allowed!"
"Who dares to retreat even half a step?"
The divine general brandished his halberd and roared loudly.
But his threatening words seemed pale and powerless in the face of Yang Jian's terrifying slaughter.
The heavenly soldiers were still desperately trying to escape.
Yang Jian gave them no chance to catch their breath.
He used mysterious footwork to catch up with the fleeing heavenly soldiers in an instant.
The three-pointed double-edged sword swept out horizontally, bringing with it a violent gust of wind.
Hundreds of heavenly soldiers were instantly shredded into mincemeat by this gale.
Yuan Hong watched from below, his eyes wide with amazement.
He swallowed hard and turned his head with difficulty to look at his brothers.
"Wow... this senior is too amazing."