Chapter 777: Battle of Nantianmen

Nantianmen!
The facade of the Heavenly Palace, at this time the South Gate of Heaven gathered tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and all the generals of the Heavenly Palace.

All the gods had tense expressions and some even had shaking hands.

Opposite them was a man in a black robe. With just one axe, he blocked the entire army of Heaven.

Marshal Tianpeng held the Nine-toothed Rake tightly in both hands and said in a serious tone, "Yang Jian, His Majesty the Jade Emperor already knows about your affairs at Qianyuan Mountain. You just need to retreat immediately and take Yang Chan, Nezha and the others away immediately. This way, I can arrive at Qianyuan Mountain a step later."

Yang Jian said coldly: "I can't do it!"

Marshal Tianpeng said in a timid tone: "Don't force me."

Yang Jian said nothing. His face was grim. He held a white diamond axe in one hand and walked slowly towards the South Heavenly Gate.

Marshal Tianpeng and General Juanlian were so frightened by Yang Jian that they kept retreating.

Wang Ming also followed Tianpeng and retreated towards the Nantian Gate.

Listening to Tian Peng shooting at Yang Jian from a distance, Wang Ming complained in his heart: "This Marshal Tian Peng is clearly letting Yang Jian win. He even gave up on his acting skills. No wonder he turned into a pig later."

At this time, the Heavenly Court lacked available soldiers, so gods like Marshal Tianpeng were naturally extremely precious. As long as they did not openly rebel, they would be forgiven.

but,

Forgiveness does not mean that the higher-ups have forgotten what he did.

There will be a day of reckoning.

"Whoosh!"

A magic mirror at the South Heaven Gate emitted a ray of light onto Yang Jian.

The name of the magic mirror is the magic mirror. In fact, it can reflect the appearance of gods, humans and demons. It reflects the art of transformation. Under the illumination of this mirror, no one can pass through the South Gate of Heaven without showing their true face.

When Wang Ming came here for the first time, he was extremely glad that he did not use any transformation method to change his appearance, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

"Crack!"

A magic mirror hanging on the South Gate of Heaven was smashed into pieces by Yang Jian's axe.

The light from the magic mirror did not cause any harm, but it did blind Yang Jian's eyes. Yang Jian, who was already filled with hatred, immediately jumped up and swung his axe.

As the axe fell, the battle began instantly.

Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers surrounded Yang Jian and a fierce battle ensued.

Yang Jian was alone, and the heavenly soldiers killed each other.

After fighting for a long time, none of Yang Jian's men died.

"Juanlian, go and ask His Majesty and the Queen to move away and avoid the fierce attack for a while." Marshal Tianpeng shouted to General Juanlian with a gloomy face to go to Yaochi to pass on the message.

Wang Ming stood behind Marshal Tian Peng and watched Yang Jian's Great Compassion Axe Technique. He thought to himself, "His hatred is not pure. How can an impure hatred avenge hatred?"

But it is precisely because he has not only hatred but also righteousness in his heart that he is Erlang Shen, not Erlang Mo.

No one under his command was killed, so he was able to clear himself later.

Wang Ming asked himself that with such hatred in his heart, it would be impossible for him to retain such goodwill, and it would be rational for him not to drag the world down with him.

Wang Ming shook his head and sighed: "Perhaps He Cai is Erlang Shen!"

Marshal Tianpeng heard this and immediately glanced at Wang Ming and said, "What Erlang Shen, no Erlang Shen? I don't care how you play tricks on me at other times. At this moment when the Heavenly Court is at stake, you must go up and stop Yang Jian."

Wang Ming immediately pretended to be panicked and said, "Marshal! I'm not good at fighting!"

Marshal Tianpeng ignored Wang Ming's excuses at this time and said impatiently: "Yang Jian doesn't kill anyone, what is there to be afraid of."

When Tianpeng was about to slap Wang Ming and push him out, Wang Ming immediately interrupted him and said, "Stop, stop, stop! I'll do my best. I'll do my best."

After Wang Ming finished speaking, he pinched the magic formula with his hands, absorbing the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth within a thousand meters behind him into his palm, and a bright light ball appeared on his palm. Tianpeng was frightened by the scene of Wang Ming's spell casting, and thought to himself: "This damn Guangming is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger."

"Ah!" Yang Jian roared and knocked down a heavenly soldier with an axe. He instantly became fully alert and he also noticed the movement here.

Wang Ming instantly launched the light ball in his hand to a height of over a hundred meters. The light ball instantly exploded horizontally, and a spiritual cloud layer appeared above the entire battlefield.

Heavenly Soldiers and Generals 0_0 sluggish
Marshal Tianpeng (乛_乛): "You made such a big fuss, and that's it! That's it?"

"Rain?" Yang Jian (一`一) frowned and stretched out a palm.

A light rain began to fall from the sky above the heaven.

At first, some people in this scene cursed in their hearts, but when the rain fell on their bodies, they suddenly became speechless.

The heavenly soldiers and generals who had been knocked to the ground by Yang Jian immediately got up, and all their injuries were healed.

Yang Jian was overwhelmed when he saw this situation.

"Oh! I have no more strength left. Come on, guys!" Wang Ming said with a tired face.

Tianpeng watched as the heavenly soldiers, whose wounds had all healed, surrounded Yang Jian again and a melee ensued.

Do not!
It should be passive and be beaten!
Tian Peng felt a little relieved, and patted Wang Ming on the shoulder and said, "Brother Guangming, you are really good at it! I didn't believe you before when you said you were good at healing, but now I do."

At this time, the Heavenly Palace did not have the ultimate stabilizing force—Laojun of Heaven.

Therefore, without elixirs or magical drugs, it would be extremely difficult to recover from injuries.

Tian Peng said happily: "After this spell, all the damage Yang Jian caused to the soldiers disappeared."

Wang Ming just stood quietly aside pretending to recover his magic power, thinking to himself: "How can the effect be bad? A drop of rain is enough to save a dead mortal."

This dead mortal was the kind of person who had no wounds on his body and had been dead for an hour.

It can be said that the effect of this drop of rain is equivalent to the effect of practicing the "Shenzhaojing" for ten years.

suddenly,

Tian Peng was furious and said, "No, your magic not only healed the injuries of the heavenly soldiers, but also healed Yang Jian's injuries."

Wang understood and Tianpeng asked, "Are you sure Yang Jian can be injured?"

Tianpeng reacted immediately.

"If we go on like this, we might be able to exhaust Yang Jian to death." Marshal Tianpeng said.

Three hours later,
Wang Ming cast two more healing spells, and Yang Jian was also sweating profusely from the battle.

The heavenly soldiers and generals were extremely grateful to Wang Ming's [Spiritual Rain Healing Technique] at first, but now they are cursing him in their hearts.

Originally, I only needed to be hit by Yang Jian's axe and then lie on the ground pretending to be dead and do nothing, and today's salary would be credited to my account.

but,

There is no way to perform now, everyone can only line up and get beaten.

Wang Ming watched the battle below and thought to himself, "Is his power really endless? Or is his hatred and power endless?"

Yang Jian has been fighting for so long and is covered in sweat, but he doesn't show any signs of fatigue at all.

If calculated according to the normal practitioners at this level, his magic power would have been exhausted two or three times, but Yang Jian is still full of energy.

At this time, Wang Ming caught a glimpse of a pale-faced man in white clothes holding a whisk approaching from a distance.

"Tiannu?" Wang Ming thought to himself.

This celestial slave was none other than the Jade Emperor who sent Tianpeng back to open the Milky Way and release the Weak Water, in an attempt to drown Yang Jian with the Weak Water.

(End of this chapter)