I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

Yang Jian fought with Anubis in mid-air for dozens of rounds, and Anubis already knew that he was no match for Yang Jian in close combat.

However, this guy started to hang out with Yang Jian and started to play tricks!

Whenever Yang Jian's sword flashed towards Anubis, he suddenly found that the sword flash flew directly past the side of Anubis' body.

The tip of the knife stabbed out, clearly aiming for Anubis' throat, but suddenly there was a crisp sound, and it was found that it pierced Anubis's scimitar.

After making such mistakes several times in a row, Yang Jian couldn't help but think of something. He quietly released Xiaotian Dog and bit Anubis's butt. He closed his eyes, used the sound to locate Anubis, and slashed at his head with a knife.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The three-pointed, double-edged sword stopped beside Xiaotian Dog's ear, and the big dog was completely stunned.

It opened its mouth to bite, but unexpectedly it bit nothing. Because it used too much force, its sharp teeth were all painful. As soon as it came to its senses, it was frightened to such a horror: Master, do you want to eat dog meat?

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, slowly sheathed his sword, and walked over to Howling Sky Dog. He gently patted its head to comfort it, then turned to look at Anubis beside him, narrowing his eyes slightly. "So, your ability is to change people's senses! Whether it's hearing, smell, sight, or taste, you will cause our senses to deviate significantly, so I can't hit you, right?"

Anubis was shocked. "You saw through the clues so quickly! You really are worthy of being the number one war god in the Three Realms!"

Yang Jian grasped some information and frowned, "How could you, a god from another world, know so much about my identity? Did your master tell you this?"

"I have never seen the Lord. Only the Great Chief and the Twelve Golds have seen him!"

Anubis smiled and said, "However, our great leader is extremely knowledgeable. He knows almost all the gods of your world!"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then said, "It seems that I need to let Master Sanzang ask you something..."

After saying that, Yang Jian attacked Anubis again, this time with the help of Roaring Sky Dog, but he still failed. The senses of both of them were still guided to other places by Anubis.

"Don't resist in vain. Your perception is within my capabilities. You will never be able to hurt me in the slightest!"

Anubis' voice came from behind Yang Jian, but he himself seemed to be standing in front of Yang Jian.

Swish!

The blade, brimming with a strong aura of death, nearly grazed Yang Jian's chest, ripping the front of his battle robe in two. Yang Jian shrank back with lingering fear, narrowing his eyes slightly. "No wonder you claim to represent death. The strong aura of death on this blade is truly heart-wrenching, but you seem to have a limited understanding of our world... How should I put it? As Master Sanzang said, this is a difference in thinking caused by cultural differences!"

Anubis frowned slightly: "I don't have time to discuss this with you. Are you willing to die by my sword, or surrender? Hurry up!"

"Sorry, I'm not in the habit of surrendering!" Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Besides, there are so many beautiful things in this world, and I don't want to die, so I can only ask you, the God of Death, to die!"

hum!

Yang Jian suddenly erupted in an unparalleled golden light. As the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts unfolded, a suit of silver-white armor suddenly appeared over his battle robe. This unparalleled aura was the true strength of Yang Jian!

"Huh? You're actually hiding your strength? But it's useless. No matter how strong you are, you can't hurt me at all..."

Before he could finish his words, Anubis suddenly felt a strong gust of wind rushing towards him, almost hitting him in the face.

Fortunately, Anubis was also a veteran of the battlefield. He had led the Hell Legion to fight everywhere and was a powerful character, so his martial arts were also not weak. With a wave of the scimitar in his hand, it turned into a dark halo, instantly blocking Yang Jian's sword light.

However, in just this moment, Yang Jian had already rushed forward and chopped down again.

Anubis sneered and gently waved his left hand, and Yang Jian's sword slashed along his shoulder and slashed diagonally downward.

"Haha, it's the same no matter how many times you come... uh... what's going on?"

Anubis was suddenly startled to find that the three-pointed, double-edged sword had returned and was cutting up at an angle, heading straight for his neck!

hum!

The scimitar vibrated, narrowly blocking the blow, but it also caused him to fly back dozens of meters. However, at this moment, Yang Jian caught up with him like a shadow, the long knife in his hand heading straight for his cheek.

"No, that's not right. How could this happen? My abilities are still there, but...why can he find my true form so accurately?"

Anubis was sure that his ability to destroy perception was still working, because Yang Jian's gaze was not focused on his face, but his knife stabbed towards his face accurately.

"Why is this happening?"

when!

The long sword bounced away again, and Anubis suddenly stepped back, but saw that the three-pointed, double-edged sword had already rolled over like a wheel and smashed towards him. The two of them instantly started fighting in this strange situation. It was basically no different from when they had just fought. The only difference was that every move of Yang Jian was powerful and heavy, and he almost attacked with the intention of killing him with one blow.

"Impossible, why can you always find my location accurately? Why?"

Anubis repelled Yang Jian's attack again, and his arms began to tremble slightly. Yang Jian's strength was too great for him to resist at all. If they fought head-on, he might be killed by Yang Jian in just a few moves due to exhaustion.

"Haha, I told you, cultural differences..."

Yang Jian chuckled and said, "Did your great leader ever tell you about my Eight-Nine Profound Arts and Seventy-Two Transformations?"

Anubis was startled, his face extremely ugly. "I thought the seventy-two transformations meant changing into seventy-two kinds of things. Could it be..."

"Let me give you some basic knowledge!"

Yang Jian chuckled and said, "The Seventy-Two Transformations are the embodiment of seventy-two completely different Taoist arts, which can comprehensively enhance a person's physical abilities. The Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts come first, focusing on strengthening the body and refining the mind, while the Seventy-Two Transformations come second, a Taoist art developed from the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts. The reason I was able to track down your true form is because I used the Soul Chasing Technique!"

"???"

From the literal meaning, it is not difficult to understand the function of this technique. It is clearly a technique that can track the location of souls. No matter whether it is a god, a demon, an animal or a plant, as long as there is a trace of soul, it cannot escape the tracking of the soul-chasing technique.

"But, you can't really hurt me with this technique alone, because my ability is still there. Even if you can lock the location of my soul, I can easily block or dodge your attack!" Anubis frowned slightly.

"Oh, I have another technique that can be used in conjunction with the Soul Chasing Technique!"

Yang Jian made a finger gesture with his left hand and said with a chuckle, "I advise you to run quickly, otherwise, you might end up in a terrible situation..."