With the Martial Saint-level ferocious beast essence and blood combined with the effect of the Dragon Pond Sutra, Yang Ji's body was transformed and transformed, and he was no less than a figure of Tu Su Renxiong's level.
"Buzz!"
Ye Fasheng felt the terrible potential that suddenly burst out from Yang Ji's palm. He was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly. Although he came here and dealt with Yang Ji personally, he relied on his identity as Wugongsheng, and in Wugongsheng
As a dormant cultivator in the hospital, deep down in my heart I never looked down on Yang Ji.
But at this moment, he actually felt a reciprocal and heart-stopping threat from Yang Ji.
"Ye Fasheng, the people of Langya County can't subdue me, and the same can't be said for you. I said, you are not worthy!"
Yang Ji sneered, and the tyrannical blood energy spurted out like a torrent. Boom, at this moment Yang Ji seemed to transform into the world-destroying demon god, and the torrent of blood energy like thousands of poisonous pythons followed Yang Ji's movements.
The palm exploded violently.
Boom!
This blow was intentional and unintentional. Ye Fasheng's whole body was shaken, as if he was hit by a galloping ferocious beast, and was violently knocked away. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!