Countless swords flashed and flew from all directions, but none of them could catch Yang Ji's true shadow. Where the Guquan sword passed by, a sword was cut off at the waist, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.
The "Kosen Sword" cuts iron like clay. Except for swords of the same level or higher, no ordinary iron can stop the Kosen Sword.
Wherever Yang Ji rushed, there would be a bloody storm.
"Hahaha, okay! Junior Brother Yang, I will risk my life with you today!"
After the initial surprise and shock, Jiang Jianqing suddenly pulled out his long sword and laughed. Before his voice fell, he suddenly rushed into the crowd like a thunderbolt.
"Huang Ji Jingshi Fist!"
In the earth-shattering sound, a ball of dazzling blood and majestic nobility concealed a golden dragon, which suddenly burst out in all directions with Jiang Jianqing as the center.
"ah!--"
Amidst the screams, a second-level or third-level martial arts believer in black was blown to pieces by this extremely strong blood energy.
"Huang Ji Jingshi Fist!"
"Huang Ji Jingshi Fist!"
…
Jiang Jianqing used the sword in his left hand and the fist in his right hand, and used the "Emperor Jingshi Fist" over and over again, and violent blood energy swept out.
The bloody light struck, shattering the body into pieces, and no one was spared. In terms of death, it was even more miserable than Yang Ji's "immortal carrying a sword"!
Both Yang Ji and Jiang Jianqing have completely forgotten about life and death and are fighting with all their strength. They both know in their hearts that if they don't use all their strength, they will definitely die here.
"laugh!"
When Yang Ji's long sword penetrated the heart of the last black-clothed believer at an incredible angle, and the surrounding area was empty, the two of them realized that all the black-clothed believers under Meng Shenji had been killed without realizing it.
The bodies of the two men were densely covered with corpses. The whole corpse belonged to Yang Ji, and the fragments belonged to Jiang Jianqing.
"call!"
Jiang Jianqing and Yang Ji were back to back, panting violently. Jiang Jianqing kept using the "Emperor Jingshi Fist", but his aura was dim and far less vigorous than before.
"Junior Brother Yang, no matter whether I can get out alive this time or not, there is one thing I must tell you before I die."
Jiang Jianqing looked into the distance and said.
In the thick fog, the roar of huge black skeletons can be heard, and the madly burning abyss monsters and dense Tianyin cultists rush back and forth, smashing the battle array of the imperial army into pieces.
Everywhere he looked, there were people from the Tianyin Sect.
Although he and Yang Ji defeated those under Meng Shenji's command, they could not defeat these countless Tianyin believers.
The court lost!
Jiang Jianqing knew very well that this mission was a real failure. Tianyin taught them to catch the turtle in the urn and led them into this trap!
And what awaits most people here will be death.
The imperial court was actually defeated by bandits?
Chapter completed!