Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 150 Golden Winged Peng Eagle

Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword rolled up the long white eyebrows of the Long-browed Arhat. He pulled out the Taia sword and cut off the long white eyebrows with one sword.

The long-browed arhat had his eyebrows shaved, and from then on his long eyebrows became short.

The five-clawed green dragon was extending its claws as sharp as blades, grabbing towards Yang Jian's forehead.

The five lightning vortexes have exploded and the Five Thunder Art has ended, but the residual lightning power is still there.

Yang Jian stretched out the three-pointed, two-edged sword and drew all the remaining power of lightning onto the three-pointed, two-edged sword, giving this sharp magic weapon another layer of thunder power.

In an instant, arcs of lightning moved across the three-pointed, double-edged sword, carrying with it the power of thunder and lightning, like a vivid three-headed thunder dragon.

Yang Jian held the three-pointed, two-edged sword and suddenly flashed it. The three-pointed, two-edged sword instantly drew a shocking rainbow, and with unparalleled power, it directly slashed towards the five-clawed green dragon.

Yang Jian chopped off the claws of the five-clawed green dragon with one sword, and then broke the Arhat Flipping Heaven Seal of the Arhat Subduing the Dragon with another sword.

The Pagoda-Bearing Arhat threw the seven-story pagoda and smashed it towards Yang Jian's forehead with great momentum. Yang Jian was not afraid at all. He took out his mountain-splitting axe, and the axe shadow danced like a dragon. Two axes shook the seven-story pagoda open.

The meditating arhat held the Vajra Pestle and moved forward to fight with Yang Jian. After only two rounds, Yang Jian stabbed him in the shoulder, causing him great pain.

The meditating arhat met Yang Jian's murderous eyes. Thinking of the ending of the subduing tiger arhat, he couldn't help but feel a little scared and escaped with the help of Buddha's light.

The hundred-foot-long white elephant lowered its head and tail, and its long trunk, like a thick jade pillar, stretched out towards Yang Jian forcefully and wrapped around Yang Jian's legs.

The hundred-foot-long white elephant wanted to pull Yang Jian over, but it was powerless to pull Yang Jian, who was born with supernatural powers.

Yang Jian swung his sword and cut off the trunk of the hundred-foot-tall white elephant. Then, the three-pointed, double-edged sword suddenly grew longer and stabbed directly into the heart of the hundred-foot-tall white elephant.

"Ow!"

The hundred-foot-tall white elephant screamed miserably, its body trembled violently, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The body of the big white elephant was struck by the lightning brought by the three-pointed, two-edged divine sword, and turned into a handful of powder and dissipated into the air.

From then on, the Elephant-Riding Arhat no longer had an elephant.

"Roar!"

The giant green-haired lion under the seat of the Laughing Lion Arhat, with a cold face, fangs, and flying mane, stepped forward with all four hooves and opened its bloody mouth, following the white elephant and was about to bite Yang Jian.

But the giant blue-haired lion was frightened when he saw the tragic end of the white elephant. However, at this time, it was running too fast and it was too late to stop.

The giant green-haired lion thought quickly and put its face to the ground, doing a face-break. It didn't even listen to the shouts of the Laughing Lion Arhat and just ran away.

The Laughing Lion Arhat was so angry that he started to curse: "What a wicked beast! I have raised you for a thousand days and now I have the opportunity to use you. Why don't you obey me?"

The Arhat holding the golden bowl watched coldly. He had already come behind Yang Jian and pushed with both hands. The golden bowl was like an arrow shot from a bow, and it came down towards Yang Jian fiercely, trapping Yang Jian in it.

Two breaths later, several cold lights exploded, and the Ruyi Golden Bowl broke into pieces with a "bang". Yang Jian stood in place, breaking out of the bowl with a mountain-splitting axe in his hand.

The Arhat Crossing the River turned into a big river under Yang Jian's feet.

For a moment, the waves under Yang Jian's feet were surging, the water was surging, and it kept hitting Yang Jian's lower body.

The gaze of Arhat Crossing the River was as cold as ice. He swung out with one palm, and the surging river water, with infinite force, hit Yang Jian's chest.

At this critical moment.

Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged. He formed a seal with his left hand and performed the "Water Escape Technique".

Yang Jian's figure disappeared in the huge waves like smoke.

When Guojiang Luohan saw Yang Jian disappear, he was shocked. He felt a strong wind coming and Yang Jian's figure had already arrived in front of Guojiang Luohan by using water escape.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand turned into a silver lightning. With a flash of the sword, he knocked the Arhat crossing the river to the ground with one blow.

The Deer-Sitting Arhat was well aware of the power of Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged sword. He did not dare to engage in close combat with Yang Jian. Instead, he rode on a sika deer, took advantage of the deer's extremely fast speed, hid in the distance, and continuously shot plum blossom darts at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian held the three-pointed, two-edged sword and swung it like the wind. The three-pointed, two-edged sword passed by like a meteor, carrying a whistling sound, and easily dispersed the dense plum blossom darts.

Then Yang Jian flashed and distanced himself.

In addition to close combat, he is also a master of long-range combat.

In the distance, Yang Jian took out the golden bow on his back and loaded it with silver bullets.

There is a saying that goes "Shoot the horse first when shooting a person".

Yang Jian drew his bow and shot an arrow. The golden bow in his hand emitted a faint golden light.

Yang Jian's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He aimed at the sika deer sitting on the Deer Arhat in the distance and pulled and released it at will.

The silver bullet streaked across the night sky like a meteor, and shot towards the sika deer with unparalleled penetrating power. With a light "puff" sound, the silver bullet hit the sika deer squarely between its eyebrows.

"YoYo!"

The sika deer let out a miserable wail, its four hooves went limp, and it fell from the clouds, with no one knowing whether it was alive or dead.

There is a saying: "I chopped down Peach Mountain with an axe to save my mother, and I shot down two phoenixes in a palm tree."

Yang Jian's golden bow and silver bullets have even shot the phoenix. So a mere sika deer, no matter how fast it is, is just an ordinary prey to him. He can just shoot it.

When the Deer-sitting Arhat saw this, he was shocked. He had never expected that Yang Jian's "slingshot technique" would be so accurate and brutal.

You know, the sika deer under his command is also a divine beast with extremely fast speed, and has always been his greatest reliance.

Yang Jian said little, and once again put the silver bullet on the golden bow in his hand, and fired another silver bullet. With another "puff" sound, the silver bullet, like a sharp sword, directly penetrated the protective Buddha light of the Sitting Deer Arhat, and the blood instantly dyed his monk robe red.

The Deer-Sitting Arhat flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell down, and smashed heavily to the ground.

Amid the flying dust, the figure of the Deer-Sitting Arhat remained motionless and lifeless.

At this time, Yang Jian realized that the cloth bag arhat behind him was using the cloth bag to capture him.

Yang Jian didn't even turn his head. He stood in place with his back to the arhat with a bag. He casually pulled the bow and shot the arhat with another shot, which fell into the clouds.

"That's strange, why isn't this guy dizzy yet?"

The snow-white bewitching toad spirit had just opened its big mouth and was spraying bewitching wine. After spraying for a while, it became puzzled when it saw that it had no effect on Yang Jian.

She is good at soul attacks, which is her innate magical power, the art of bewitching souls.

Once sprayed with her love wine, the victim will fall into a deep sleep.

"Oops!"

When the Toad Spirit saw Yang Jian drawing his bow and arrow, as if he was about to aim at her, she felt a chill in her heart, and she went straight into the sleeve of the Meditating Arhat and never came out again.

……

In the formation of Eighteen Arhats.

Yang Jian stepped on the golden light and brandished the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand. Every time he swung it, he lived up to the power of the God of War in Heaven.

The blade flashed like lightning and thunder, and every chop was accompanied by a thunderous roar.

Wherever the three-pointed, double-edged sword passed, none of the Seventeen Arhats were a match for Yang Jian. They fell from the clouds one after another and collapsed at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

Yang Jian held the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hands. He was unstoppable along the way, like a flash of lightning. He broke through the gate of Lingshan Mountain, passed Lingyun Ferry, and headed straight for the Leiyin Temple.

Lingjiu Peak is the main peak of Lingshan Mountain, and the Leiyin Ancient Temple is located on the Lingjiu Peak.

On the Lingshan Mountain, there are endless exotic flowers, rare grasses, ancient cypresses and pine trees. The Lingjiu Peak alone is hundreds of thousands of feet high, almost reaching the sky.

It is exactly: "It soars ten thousand feet into the sky, towering into the air. The open windows and pavilions swallow the universe, and the majestic buildings connect to the cloud screen. You can look down to see the setting sun, and you can reach out to pick flying stars."

Yang Jian was extremely fast and reached the halfway point of Lingshan Mountain directly.

At this time, the five guardian gods, namely the Golden-headed Gate, the Silver-headed Gate, the Paragate, the Parasamgate and the Mahagate, led the three thousand Gate guardian gods of Buddhism to stop Yang Jian.

Yang Jian glanced at the three thousand Jie Di protectors and was too disdainful to fight with them.

Yang Jian raised a strong wind, rolled up two handfuls of dirt and grass on the ground, waved his hand and threw them into the air, using his magical powers of "grabbing dirt to make soldiers" and "scattering beans to make soldiers".

Yang Jian shouted softly: "Hurry!"

In an instant, the soil and grass turned into three thousand mighty and sturdy men, who directly confronted the three thousand Jiedis and fought with them.

In the chaos, Yang Jian used the earth escape technique again, borrowed the soil from Lingshan Mountain, and went straight to the top of Lingjiu Peak.

Yang Jian's actions had already alarmed some people.

The ancient Leiyin Temple on the top of Lingjiu Peak.

Looking around the ancient Leiyin Temple, one can see palaces, pavilions, and precious buildings. Every room is decorated with "golden tiles with mandarin ducks on them, and bright bricks with agate on them."

On the Lingshan Mountain, there is gold everywhere and white jade everywhere, all of which are real gold and silver. I am afraid that if you take off a gold brick from the Leiyin Ancient Temple, you can live a life of worry-free food and clothing and endless wealth.

This place for Buddhist meditation is a scene of luxury and wealth.

There were two men standing in the Leiyin Ancient Temple.

One is a mighty man with golden feathers on his body, a red crown on his head, and eyes like the sun. Metal-like golden wings appear behind him, and he holds a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand.

One was a monk wearing a golden brocade robe, with fair and delicate skin and an extremely handsome face.

The monk had a smile on his face and bright eyes. He was rubbing the rosary in his hands. There was a little red cinnabar between his eyebrows, which showed his kindness and wisdom.

At first glance, he looks like a handsome little monk with a kind face.

However, from the occasional fierce gleam in the monk's eyes, one can still see the rebelliousness in his heart.

The golden-winged Roc looked down at Yang Jian who was charging up Lingshan Mountain with great momentum. He held the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, with an eager look in his eyes.

But he didn't want to take the lead and be the first to come forward.

Then, the golden-winged Peng Eagle's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he started to think, and encouraged the golden cicada next to him:
"Jin Chanzi, I don't know why Yang Jian came to Lingshan today to kill people."

"Why don't we follow Yang Jian and charge in, stab Tathagata with our spears and swords, and seize his Thunder Sound Pagoda!"

"From now on, in this Xiniu Hezhou, I am too lazy to run those equipment refining businesses. It is so troublesome to just eat some mortals."

"I might as well just occupy a country, and then I can eat human flesh to my heart's content."

"When you come down from the sacred mountain, you can still eat the six kinds of living beings. You will be free and at ease, and no longer be bound by this Tathagata. Isn't that wonderful?"

"How about it, Jin Chanzi, do you want to come up?"

(End of this chapter)