The Old Taoist Refuses to Submit and Takes an Unorthodox Approach

"Pfft!"

A muffled thud rang out. The old Daoist priest had never expected Yang Jian to be so fast. In a single move, Yang Jian had dodged his attack and even punched him in the chest. Yang Jian sent the old Daoist priest staggering backward dozens of meters, his face deathly pale and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"What?!"

Upon seeing this, the expressions of everyone around changed drastically, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

"Damn you little beast! I'll fight you to the death!" the old Daoist roared, his murderous intent growing stronger in his eyes.

"Die!"

The old Daoist priest roared and brandished his whisk, unleashing a barrage of attacks that rained down on Yang Jian like a tempest.

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, while his God-Slaying Spear swept across the battlefield.

When the two collided, terrifying energy ripples instantly spread outwards, turning the surrounding trees and lawns into dust and annihilating them.

"Snort!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, then his figure vanished from his original spot once more, instantly reappearing in front of the old Daoist priest. He then threw a punch directly at him.

"Little beast!"

The old Daoist priest snorted coldly and once again lashed out at Yang Jian with his whisk.

Yang Jian raised his hand and slammed the God-Slaying Spear down onto the whisk.

"When!"

A crisp sound rang out between the two men, and then their weapons clashed violently once more.

The two were sent flying backward once more, landing on the ground. At the same time, Yang Jian's arm trembled slightly, and his face turned pale.

Needless to say, Yang Jian knew that he had suffered another serious internal injury. This old guy's strength was indeed unfathomable, no less than that of the man in black from back then.

"You little beast, I never expected you to be so powerful, even my whisk couldn't withstand it. But even so, I can still kill you!"

Upon seeing Yang Jian's appearance, the old Daoist's expression changed drastically, becoming even more grim, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes. Yang Jian's strength had indeed exceeded his expectations. He hadn't anticipated that Yang Jian's physical body would be so powerful, even able to withstand his whisk.

"Is that so? In that case, let's give it a try!" Yang Jian said calmly.

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he moved swiftly and appeared in front of the old Daoist priest once again. His armor suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and golden rays of light flashed, instantly enveloping him.

"Vajra Body Protection! Break through!"

The next moment, Yang Jian's golden armor suddenly shone brightly, instantly becoming indestructible. A terrifying pressure erupted from Yang Jian, enveloping his head. Then, Yang Jian's God-Slaying Spear once again fiercely thrust towards the old Daoist priest.

"This is bad! This little beast has also learned the Nine Yang Divine Art, and his cultivation has even reached the Void Refinement Stage. It seems that killing him today is impossible. We must escape quickly!" After sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Yang Jian, the old Daoist's expression once again became extremely solemn, and his face became somewhat uncertain.

Although Yang Jian's cultivation level is only at the Soul Refinement Stage, the Nine Yang Divine Art Yang Jian is currently using is a genuine divine Divine Ability. Moreover, this Divine Ability was created by Yang Jian himself. Although Yang Jian has only mastered the basics and its power is far inferior to that of ordinary True Spirit Realm experts, it is still a True Spirit level divine Divine Ability, and the power it contains is absolutely terrifying.

The old Daoist priest was now filled with apprehension. If the fight continued, he would be the only one to suffer, and killing him would be an easy matter, even a piece of cake.

After figuring it out, the old Daoist priest's face immediately turned sinister, and he turned and fled!

"Trying to run away? You think you can get away so easily, you old fool? You're staying here!"

Seeing the old Daoist priest about to flee, Yang Jian's expression immediately turned cold. He swung his God-Slaying Spear forward, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy.

The next moment, a crisp sound rang out and reached the old Daoist's ears. His clothes were torn open, revealing his robes, and a horrifying bloodstain appeared on his arm.

However, as Half-Step True God expert, his physical body was incredibly strong, and he did not suffer any serious damage. Even so, he dared not be negligent in the slightest and immediately turned around and fled!

"Hmph, trying to leave? Too late!" Upon seeing the old Daoist's appearance, a cold smile flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he instantly chased after the old Daoist once again.

Upon seeing Yang Jian's figure catching up, the old Daoist's expression turned even more grim. He darted around in his eyes, then turned again and rushed into the depths of the valley!

"Stop right there!" Seeing the old Daoist priest rushing inside again, Yang Jian snorted coldly and chased after him once more, sweeping out his God-Slaying Spear.

As terrifying sounds erupted around the old Daoist priest, countless wounds instantly appeared on his body, and blood gushed out of them.

Damn it!

Upon seeing this, the old Daoist priest's face was immediately filled with anger and frustration.

He never imagined that Yang Jian's strength was so formidable, possessing not only terrifying Law Treasure but also such terrifying attack power—it was simply unbelievable!

"But that's what makes it more interesting. I wonder who will prevail in terms of combat power?!" Looking at the disheveled, blood-soaked old Daoist priest, Yang Jian's lips curled into a playful smile, and a bloodthirsty expression appeared on his face.

"You damned little bastard! I swear I'll never let you get away with this!"

At this moment, the old Daoist priest was also completely enraged. He never expected that he, a master at the Half-Step True God realm, would be forced into such a state by an ant. His hatred for Yang Jian reached its peak, and he secretly made a decision: he must kill Yang Jian today, no matter the cost, he must grind Yang Jian to dust!

"Hehehe, is that so? I'd be happy to have some fun with you!" Upon seeing the old Daoist's appearance, Yang Jian didn't take him seriously at all.