"Very good, it seems that our unfinished battle in the Poison Pond must be ended no matter what."
Meng Shenji sneered, and with a clang, he pulled out all the long swords in their sheaths:
"However, there is one thing I am curious about. Will you die in the end this time? Or will I die?"
An electric spark flashed faintly between the two, and Yang Ji also became quiet. In the dark, both of them thought of the unfinished final blow by the Poison Pond.
If the senior brother "Li Bai" hadn't stopped them at that time, the final victory or defeat between the two might have been decided.
"Don't worry, you will definitely know the final result. And it won't take long!"
Yang Ji said coldly, a sharp murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Really? It's a pity, I'm just afraid that it will be difficult for you to do so."
A sarcastic look appeared on the corner of Meng Shenji's mouth, and the next moment, Meng Shenji's foot suddenly stepped heavily——
"boom!"
Amidst the violent sound, the earth shook, as if a layer of disguise had been removed, and the darkness was billowing. A strong dark blood spurted out from Meng Shenji's limbs and bones.
Meng Shenji's cultivation was originally that of an ordinary Blood Furnace Realm, but at this moment the tide rose, reaching the peak of the fourth level. A "bobo" tide of dark blood surged in his body, and even faintly emitted the sound of steel rolling.
The sound of movement.
"Hahaha, Yang Ji, we have been in the same class for so long. You don't think I only have this little cultivation, do you? If it weren't for hiding my identity, do you think it's just you who needs me to hide my identity like this?"
Meng Shenji's laughter came from the thick smoke, loud and unbridled, even with a bloodthirsty and coldness that came from his bones.
Where is there any trace of a sectarian disciple?
"Half step blood lead!"
Yang Ji's heart suddenly sank. He thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect that Meng Shenji actually hid his cultivation level. In fact, he had reached a level close to the fifth level of martial arts where blood and energy are connected with lead.
"Now, let me help you end your fantasy and send you to Chen Shi'en to unite!"
A trace of deep-seated sneer appeared in Meng Shenji's eyes. The next moment, the strong wind roared, and Meng Shenji's body jumped up and disappeared in mid-air in an instant.
"Danger!"
A strong sense of crisis suddenly came over him, covering his whole body like a sudden rain. Yang Ji's heart froze, and without thinking, he suddenly made a move and activated the four long swords on his back at the same time.
"The Immortal carries his sword!"
boom!
There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and four long sword auras shot up from Yang Ji's back, filling the air with the sound of cutting sword auras that made teeth sore.
The surrounding Tianyin cultists and imperial cavalry had not yet reacted. The blood energy on Yang Ji and Meng Shenji burned, as if two cannonballs collided together in the void.
There was a roar, and a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, with smoke and dust billowing. Yang Ji coughed and staggered to the ground. Around him, several "Ancient Spring Swords" were scattered on the ground, in different directions.
"Haha, I didn't expect that you actually learned the magic of sword control. It's a pity that even if the Taoist master is taller than the devil, it still can't compare to the unique skill taught by my ancestor."
Meng Shenji slowly fell from the sky, not hiding the sarcasm in his eyes.
Behind him, the light and shadow changed, and the shadow of a dark demon god with a green face and fangs slowly danced six iron-like giant arms, one of which was grabbing an "Old Spring Sword".
Although Yang Ji's "Immortal Back Sword" was powerful, it unfortunately couldn't penetrate the six arms of the Green-Faced Demon God. In a flash of lightning, Yang Ji's four flying swords, as well as the fifth one in his hand, were almost all blocked by Yang Ji Meng Shenji.
Come down.
"It turns out you are from the Red Eyebrow Ancestor!"
Yang Ji was facing Meng Shenji, squatting on the ground. He was breathing heavily. There was a faint bloodshot coming from the corner of his mouth.
Meng Shenji hid so deeply that Yang Ji was shocked and injured almost at the moment of the fight.
"Knowing this, don't you think it's too late?"
Meng Shenji sneered, with a cruel light shining in his eyes.
It was just a shock injury, which was indeed beyond his expectation. However, no matter what, it was impossible to escape. In his eyes, Yang Ji was already a dead person.
"If you're smart, don't try to resist anymore. You can't beat me. If you use this set of swordsmanship on other people with the fourth level of martial arts, it might be effective if you take them by surprise. But if you use it on me, it's just
A joke."
Meng Shenji sneered, and the blood in his body began to circulate again, making bursts of steel sounds, preparing for the final blow:
"Don't worry, I will let you die quickly."
"Hehehe..."
Yang Jichang's hair was shaking. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up from the ground. His face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright:
"Meng Shenji, you have been hiding in the mountains for many years, and you think you are smart. Even you can reach the fourth level of martial arts, and even approach the realm of Xiao Zhoutian, the fifth level of martial arts. My martial arts talent is still above yours, you don't think that we
Is the gap really that big?"
"what do you?"
Meng Shenji's pupils shrank and his expression changed slightly.
"Haha, it's very simple. I said, I will kill you to avenge Senior Brother Chen. I will definitely do it."
As Yang Ji spoke, a left palm suddenly stretched out from his sleeve. In the center of his palm, a strange amber-like "bead" suddenly appeared.
"Golden Toad's inner elixir!"
Seeing clearly the "bead" in Yang Ji's palm, Meng Shenji felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his pupils suddenly shrank. Yang Ji held the "Golden Toad Inner Pill" in his palm, and he could see the constant flow of breath.
Follow his palm and enter the body.
——This bastard, even when the battle just started, he didn't stop absorbing the "Golden Toad's inner elixir".
"call!"
Under Meng Shenji's gaze, a strange smile appeared on Yang Ji's face, and then he swallowed the remaining "Golden Toad Inner Pill".
"Buzz!"
Just like being struck from the sky by a bolt of lightning, Meng Shenji's mind buzzed, and in an instant there was only one thought left:
"asshole!--"
At such a close distance, Meng Shenji couldn't stop him at all. He could only watch Yang Ji swallow the golden toad inner elixir.
boom!
An unimaginable force suddenly exploded in his body. Yang Ji felt that his whole body was on fire, and thousands of rays of energy scattered into his limbs and bones. Then Yang Ji felt the "furnace of blood" in his dantian.
.
"I can finally reach the fourth level of martial arts!"
Yang Ji "looked" at this bright red furnace dripping with blood, and suddenly felt relaxed.
In the realm of "Venomous Golden Toad", its strength is much stronger than that of Yang Ji. Although its inner elixir has a gentle temperament and does not have so many impurities, after all, its power level is much more powerful than that of Yang Ji, a third-level martial arts "warrior".
For this kind of inner elixir, digesting and absorbing it slowly is the best way. It can also avoid impacting the internal organs and damaging the meridians to the greatest extent, and enter the fourth level of martial arts without leaving any consequences.
But at this moment, Yang Ji couldn't care about that much.
"Boom!"
The "furnace of blood" in Yang Ji's dantian started to operate violently as if alive, automatically absorbing the abilities in his limbs and bones.
There was only a loud roar, the void shook, and a strong wind. Within ten feet of the surrounding area, the air flow roared sharply and turned into a vortex. And in the center of this vortex, a bloody "blood furnace" loomed, exuding
Powerful breath.
Fourth level of martial arts, Blood Furnace Realm!
The blood energy in Yang Ji's body is vast. If the blood energy in Yang Ji's body was originally like a calm pool of water, now, the blood energy in Yang Ji's body has turned into a violent ocean.
Yang Ji felt a powerful feeling in his heart that he had never experienced before, as if he could easily tear the earth apart and split the mountains apart.
"It turns out that this is the Blood Furnace..."
In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind. Now, with just a breath, he could easily feel the volcano-like "blood furnace" containing infinite energy.
The blood furnace is the basis of martial arts, the inheritance of bloodline, and the source of "power"!
Looking at Yang Ji's powerful appearance, Meng Shenji's face was extremely ugly, and his heart sank. Yang Ji could challenge him by the Poison Pond before he reached the Blood Furnace Realm.
Now that he has broken through to the fourth level of martial arts, and like himself, he has condensed a powerful "blood furnace". Meng Shenji has no chance of winning in his heart.
To be continued...