The huge pressure was so powerful that it was almost suffocating. Yang Ji's whole body tightened, his scalp was in trouble, and blood rushed to his head.
Yang Ji knew full well that Yang Xuanlan did not hesitate to take action himself this time, and he had obviously made up his mind. As long as he hesitated even a little bit, he would definitely die.
At the moment, he does not have the strength to compete head-on with Yang Xuanlan.
After spending so much effort and effort, Yang Ji was never willing to just collapse outside Langya City.
Yang Xuanlan is not invincible. Although he is strong, the range of his blood energy seems to be within a hundred feet or so.
As long as he breaks out of this range and uses the boat to escape again, he still has a chance to escape. It was at this time that Yang Ji heard a metallic sound in his ears:
"Ding!--"
The sound is crisp and ear-piercing.
Hearing this sound, Yang Ji's heart sank. This was the sound of the blood-transforming needle.
"Even the blood-transforming needle can't do anything to him..."
Yang Ji's heart sank. He had never felt that time passed so slowly.
"Ding, ding, ding ding, ding ding ding——"
Continuous metal sounds reached his ears, and Yang Jixin quickly sank to the bottom of the water. Whether it was the evil spear, the blood-transforming needle, or the whispering knife... none of them could do anything to Yang Xuanlan's Wuzong body.
Like the evil prince, Yang Xuanlan also possesses the body of the Wuzong. Unless it is a magical weapon, it cannot harm the Wuzong.
Even the "Yin Fire Yang Talisman" of the sixth level of martial arts can't hurt him.
Because above the flame, Wu Zong will only become more powerful.
"snort!"
A cold snort, neither high nor low, came from behind. When it fell into Yang Ji's ears, it was like thunder:
"At this point, do you still think you can escape? -"
It was Yang Xuanlan's voice, cold, word after word, each word announcing Yang Ji's death.
The next moment, Yang Ji heard another cold voice:
Chapter completed!