"No! He's catching up!"
On the back of the crane, the tall and thin disciple of the Iron Crown Sect turned pale. At such a speed, it only took a few breaths for him to pounce in front of him.
Even if he receives Su Hong, he may not be able to ascend to heaven smoothly.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, they were hundreds of feet apart. The three of them could even feel the intense murderous intent coming towards them, which was as solid as a substance.
"boom!"
Before he had time to think about it, a huge crane appeared above his head in the strong wind. Yang Ji grabbed Su Hong and lifted it up with his right hand. With a bang, Su Hong flew upwards in the clouds and mist.
Just when he was level with the crane, a dark shadow flashed, a hand came out, and with a strong pull, Su Hong was pulled up.
"Sit down!"
Yang Ji raised his head upwards, a light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly with a bang, the boat left the ground and rose up like a big bird.
"boom!"
Before the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect above could react, Yang Ji raised his right hand, and a strong force immediately pressed against the soft and white belly of the crane.
"boom!"
With a scream, the crane was already flapping its wings to fly high, but with Yang Ji's strong force, it immediately accelerated and flew high into the sky like a cannonball.
Yang Ji also fell back to the ground due to the force of the counter-shock.
"Whoa!"
The moment he landed, Yang Ji bounced and immediately used the "ground boat" to escape far away with all his strength.
"Damn it!"
When the evil prince saw this scene on the bridge, his pupils shrank and his whole expression changed. With his speed, even in the sky, he still couldn't escape within a hundred feet of his fist.
But Yang Ji's punch completely destroyed his intention.
"Anyone can leave today, but you... must die!"
The evil prince was so full of murderous intent that he was about to go crazy with anger.
Yang Ji's cultivation level is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the evil prince. If you pick him casually, you can find several disciples of the Iron Crown Sect who are higher than him among the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect who are running away like lost dogs.
But it was this guy who was as small as an ant and mustard dust who repeatedly ruined his affairs. He used his incarnation to tease him underground. He even let this "pure virgin" who was extremely important to him, forcefully escape from under his nose.
escape.
"Buzz!"
After being extremely angry, the evil prince suddenly calmed down, and what was left in his chest was the complete desire to kill.
Since the "Pure Yin Virgin" cannot be caught, then everyone here will die. Kill this "Mustard Itch" first, and then kill all the Iron Crown Sect disciples within fifty miles here!
"Boom!"
The evil prince's Dantian shook, and amidst the roar, a stream of dark blood rushed into his feet. A loud roar was heard, and the Ghost Dragon Bridge was nourished by this blood. As if it came alive, there was a roar, the speed increased sharply, and lightning struck towards
Yang Ji chased after him.
"Yang Ji, hurry up, go to the front, hurry up..."
An anxious shout came from the sky. The two of them escaped from danger and were shouting something to Yang Ji. But Yang Ji had no time to pay attention.
The terrifying aura was like a ray on the back, and the energy as heavy as a mountain was firmly locked on him.
Yang Ji knew that the evil prince would never let him go no matter what.
I ruined his plan and rescued Su Hong...if he knew that even "Yuan Jian" was killed by himself, he would probably have the intention to kill himself a hundred times.
Close, close...
There was a loud rumbling in his ears and he was approaching quickly. Yang Ji could even feel the cold and piercing gaze of the evil prince.
"It's now!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly squeezed the Netherworld Ring in his hand.
"Buzz!"
A thick black smoke billowed out. It spread out in a radius of ten feet. Obstructed by the black smoke, Yang Ji disappeared instantly and could not even feel the breath on his body.
The evil prince sneered, flicked his sleeves, and rushed in without dodging.
"Buzz!"
At the moment when the evil prince rushed into the black smoke area behind him, Yang Ji jumped up, pulled up the boat, and flipped over. This vertical jump was more than ten feet high.
"The Immortal carries his sword!"
Amidst the shocking shouts, a sudden change occurred, and the four "Guquan Swords" hidden underground by Yang Ji buzzed and suddenly shot out.
The elbows and armpits are transformed, and at such a close distance, even the evil prince cannot dodge.
"boom!"
Like thunder and lightning, the four ancient spring swords hit the evil prince hard almost at the same time.
"Success!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed and clenched his fists tightly.
His strength is so different from that of the evil prince that a head-on confrontation is almost impossible. Even with a flying sword, it would be difficult to hit him.
So while Yang Ji summoned the black smoke of the "Netherworld Law Ring" to cover the surroundings, he quietly buried the four flying swords into the ground.
All this happened so fast and was covered by black smoke that even the evil prince didn't notice it.
Yang Ji knew in his heart that a strong man of the "Wuzong" level was arrogant and would never move away even if he saw him setting up black smoke. Yang Ji took advantage of this mentality to dare to set up such an ambush.
And it turned out that he was right! An endless joy surged into his heart!
However, Yang Ji's joy did not last long. Instead of hearing the expected sound of flying swords piercing flesh and blood, Yang Ji heard another sound.
Clang Clang Clang Clang!
The four ancient spring swords hit the "evil prince", and the sound they made was like gold and iron. It seemed that what was struck was not flesh and blood, but steel.
For a moment, Yang Ji's breath was suffocated, and his blood almost solidified. At this moment, Yang Ji heard a contemptuous sneer in the black mist:
"Little tricks!..."
Just four words, an understatement, but it made Yang Ji's heart feel cold. Thinking of the sound of gold and iron he heard before, Yang Ji finally knew what it was:
"The body of the Wuzong!..."
At this moment, Yang Ji finally remembered:
According to legend, the qi and blood in "Wuzong's" body are extremely dense, not just the cells, but also the blood. Each grain is like gold sand, containing huge energy.
Therefore, "Wuzong" has always said that "blood and energy turn into sand".
The blood of "Wuzong" has been practiced to the extreme. When you spit out a mouthful of blood, it is already "blood". It is a mouthful of "iron sand", solid and heavy as iron sand.
This "iron sand" is extremely precious.
When the trained weapon masters see it, they will collect it and add it to the sword when smelting it. Such a sword will definitely be stronger and sharper, and the grade will be higher than that of the same grade.
When refining an elixir, adding a mouthful of "blood sand" will greatly improve the grade of the elixir. Because the "iron sand" is not real iron, but the "essence" of Wuzong.
For ordinary "warriors", this is a great tonic.
The "Wuzong" exercises this iron-sand-like blood energy, which circulates throughout the body. It is full of flesh and blood, and the muscles and skin are hard and dense, making it extremely powerful.
Basically it can be said to be invulnerable.
Unless it's a magic weapon, it won't even be able to pierce the skin of "Wuzong".
Yang Ji never thought that even his "Guquan Sword" could not pierce "Wuzong's" skin. For this attack, he planned for a long time and even smeared Xiao Ji's venom on the Guquan Sword.
But if it doesn't break the skin, it's useless.
Guquan Sword comes from a "famous sword-making place", and its grade is much higher than flying swords such as fine iron swords and blood energy swords. There are only a few disciples in the sect who can own such flying swords.
Yang Ji never expected that "Wuzong" could even ignore the "Guquan Sword"!
"Crack!"
To be continued...