At the moment when Yang Jian was thinking silently in his heart, gusts of wind that were as sharp as knives began to appear around his body.
This wind is obviously an indiscriminate attack, even the innocent immortals standing not far away have holes left by the wind blade on their clothes.
But don't think that this is Yang Jian's method, it's just a starter!
Star war intent, assassination - behead.
As the name suggests, assassination skills.
The gust of wind gradually increased with the passage of time, and bloodstains began to appear on the bodies of the surrounding immortals. Unable to use their spiritual power, they could only avoid it. The powerful people standing on the steps all retreated to the bottom of the steps and walked out of the scope of this wind blade.
"Yang Jian, what happened?"
"Who knows, why he can use spiritual skills here, and his breath seems to be far more than everyone present except the Buddha."
"Ziwei, this is your person, you..."
"How could I possibly know." Facing everyone's questioning, Ziwei frowned, "You all saw it just now that Yang Jian suddenly changed, and I have no way of knowing his current situation!"
"The Buddha mentioned before that Yang Tianshen will ascend to a god in the near future, I don't know..."
Someone among the immortals asked, and the immortals set their eyes on the Buddha.
"Yes, Yang Jian is no longer an immortal." Shakyamuni squinted his eyes and smiled.
"Really!" The immortals were stunned, but Fuxi looked at the wind blades around Yang Jian with deep eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then the Buddha knows why Yang Jian can use spiritual power, now we still can't use spiritual power, even you There is no way."
"He didn't use spiritual power." Sakyamuni said.
"So is it divine power?" Sui Ren said in a trembling voice.
"No." Shakyamuni shook his head.
"That… "
The immortals were stunned. Since it was neither immortal power nor divine power, what else could he use? They looked at Shakyamuni in disbelief, but the old monk just laughed and didn't speak, which made this group of immortals anxious.
Only Fuxi's expression changed, and his gaze towards Yang Jian changed a bit.
"Could it be that he used... the power of the stars?"
Fuxi has been to the realm of the gods, and his vision is much higher than that of the people here. He knows that there are people in the God Realm who can use the power of the stars, and he has made a series of changes in Lenovo just now.
"It is indeed the power of the stars." Amitabha nodded.
"The power of the stars?" The immortals are almost in a state of ignorance. They have never heard of the power of the stars for so long.
Buddhas like to pretend to be high-level, and Fuxi explained it for them.
"The power of the stars is to mobilize the power of the Brahma stars to turn into one's own body. This power is even higher than the power of the fairy and the gods."
"Use the power of the stars."
This is beyond the understanding of this group of immortals. They all looked at the wind blade beside Yang Jian in horror. Only Fuxi frowned inexplicably and bowed to the Buddha.
"Buddha, there is something unclear about Fuxi. The mobilization of the power of the stars needs to echo the stars of Brahma, but this is obviously a closed dimensional space, why can Yang Tianshen still use the power of the stars."
"War will." Sakyamuni said, "He used the fighting will of the stars, and what you just said is correct, but there is one thing I need to add. If you want to use the power of the stars, you really need to communicate with the stars, but If the stars fall directly, then obviously there is no need, right?"
"The stars are falling, doesn't that mean..."
"He is the auxiliary star of Emperor Star." Shakyamuni chuckled lightly.
The wind howled, the wind blades coiled around him, but the rest of the Wei also chewed the chairs on the steps into powder.
Ye Zichen is as deft as a monkey and keeps avoiding the wind blade...
"Yang Jian, I'm Ye Zichen, stop now."
While avoiding the wind blade, Ye Zichen kept shouting. But Yang Jian, who was standing in the center of the wind blade, could only hear the whistling of the wind, and could not hear Ye Zichen's call outside.
He can only be identified by the other person's mouth shape...
"Little brat, you dare to curse your grandpa Yang. Well, let me see if I won't chop it into pieces for you."
"Yang Jian, stop." Ye Zichen shouted like a vaulting monkey.
"Dare to scold me, court death!"
Yang Jian stared at Tong Ling's big eyes and shouted angrily, then he closed his eyes and clenched his fists with both hands.
"This surging power of the stars, I am so strong! Grandson, when you meet your grandfather Yang, you are not lucky enough!"
Suddenly, the gust of wind that swept the audience suddenly contracted around his body. The whistling of the gust of wind formed a wind wall around it, and outsiders could not see the inside of the wind wall at all.
call out.
The wind dissipated.
The broken chair rolled up in the air fell from the air, and the surrounding immortals also looked at this scene with dumbfounded expressions.
"Why is there no one? Could it be that you have ascended to the realm of the gods?"
Some of the immortals couldn't help but muttered, but the great masters frowned.
"He hasn't gone, he's just hidden."
"Stealth?"
The immortals suddenly realized that this kind of invisibility method is not really a secret skill among their immortals.
"His is not as simple as you think." Shakyamuni said with a faint smile in his eyes, "I didn't expect Yang Jian to have such a fortune and win the favor of Killing Star. However, because of his disposition, I am afraid It's a pity that one-tenth of the power of Killing Star can't be exerted!"
"Kill the star?" Emperor Ziwei frowned, "Is there such a star in the stars?"
"The Killing Star is the only star in the Brahma star without a name. You can call it an unnamed star, but in fact its real name should be the Killing Star. It will always hide in the dark and survive under the protection of the stars, and the meaning of its existence is It was a surprise assassination."
Shakyamuni smiled lightly as he looked at where Yang Jian disappeared.
"The power of this kind of stars can only be maximized in concealment. Those who inherit the stars must also have a heart to hide and live in the dark. Yang Jian is too upright, in fact, he is more suitable for inheriting that kind of openness. He is the brave star who joins and moves forward bravely, but the killing star chose him... I don't think the effect is very special... "
Before the Buddha's words were finished, he heard...
Click.
The broken chairs on the ground were kicked.
"… "
The faces of all the immortals turned black, even Ye Zichen, who was locked by Yang Jian, turned black.
As a client, Ye Zichen certainly wouldn't think that Yang Jian had ascended to the realm of the gods. He could feel an aura locked on him.
only…
What is he doing.
Can you hide it well
"What am I saying, Yang Jian is not suitable for killing stars." Even the Buddha couldn't help but complain.
After kicking the chair, Yang Jian, who was hiding in this space, also blushed. Simply, he didn't hide it anymore, and directly revealed his body.
"die!"
The Erlang knife in his hand slashed without hesitation, but at this moment...
boom.
As he was swinging the knife, he suddenly plunged out.
"Killing Xing, it's a waste of time for you to inherit!"