With a low roar, densely packed evil ghosts flew up and rushed over like raindrops. These flying evil ghosts almost covered the entire sky.
The disgusting smell went straight to my nose.
"Senior brother, be careful!——"
Yang Ji still remained calm, but several Iron Crown Sect disciples behind him had already screamed in shock, and their faces were all pale and bloodless.
"snort!"
Yang Ji sneered, and with a buzz, he escaped underground almost instantly. A breath immediately appeared in another place ten feet away like lightning.
"The Immortal carries his sword!"
Yang Ji was on the ground, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword, looking straight up. He suddenly raised the two index fingers of his right hand and stabbed him. Boom! The earth shook. A white rainbow that was brighter than the sun shot up into the sky from behind Yang Ji.
"ah!--"
Almost at the same time, a scream of death was heard from above the ground. The scream only lasted for a moment and then stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling.
"snort!"
Yang Ji sneered and got out of the ground. In front of him was a warrior wearing black robes. His body was cut into two pieces from bottom to top, and he was lying in a pool of blood.
"Naive! I thought that hiding here would be fine."
Yang Ji made a move with his palm, and the sword chanted in the air. The yellow dragon sword that flew out flew around and fell back into Yang Ji's palm.
Bang bang bang!
Almost at the same time, there were sounds of falling down like wooden piles from behind Yang Ji. The evil-looking creatures from the underworld froze for a moment. Then their bodies split open and they fell to the ground one after another.
——The ten top flying swords also completed the clearing work behind them almost at the same time.
There was a vast mist ahead. The vast area in his field of vision was filled with evil ghosts with pale skin. Although they were far apart, Yang Ji could clearly feel that the people in front were divided into two groups.
The group of people surrounding the core seemed to be the elders and disciples of the sect.
"I will send you to join the other brothers first, and then I will help the elders and the others."
Yang Jidao. With a move of his palm, ten flying swords roared and whirled in the void as if they were alive, crossing and passing by. When he turned around, he had already appeared beside Yang Ji.
"Buzz!"
The pale yellow halo flickered in the mist, and Yang Ji escaped into the depths of the earth again. The ten flying swords also penetrated into the ground almost at the same time and disappeared.
The flying sword that blows hair and cuts off hair, combined with the elusive ground boat in Yang Ji's hand, is almost a magical weapon for beheading and assassination in this kind of melee.
"laugh!"
A pair of yellow dragon swords pierced the soil and flew out from the ground. On the way Yang Ji advanced, a black-robed evil warrior was caught off guard, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground one after another.
Yang Ji used his general-level strength and combined with this elusive assassination method. In a short period of time, he directly assassinated five or six evil warriors.
Without the command of these people, the well-organized evil ghosts around them suddenly dispersed, immediately reducing the pressure on the Iron Crown Sect.
"Buzz!"
There was a flash of light, and the earth was filled with dust. Yang Ji led several disciples of the Iron Crown Sect and emerged from the ground.
"who!"
"Yang Ji!——"
All around, a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect was greatly surprised when he saw clearly that it was Yang Ji. (To be continued)
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Chapter completed!