However, when Yang Ji's sword energy hit those dark humanoid creatures, there was a strange sound. Yang Ji felt that what his sword hit was not flesh and blood, but real black iron!

The originally fierce sword energy momentum also suddenly slowed down.

"Hmph! Even if it is real black iron, it will still be cut open by me!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and his sword energy exploded. With a roar, the vast snow-white sword energy swept in several black humanoid creatures and cut them into pieces.

"I have Yaksha!——"

A cry of regret came from Xichali, and an imposing-looking old man in black robe stood ten feet away, his face full of pain.

Although Yang Ji's sword energy was powerful, the black-robed old man also successfully escaped Yang Ji's execution by relying on the attacks of the four powerful yakshas.

"You brat, you, you are dead!——"

The old man in black robe pointed at Yang Ji, trembling with anger: "Do you know what you are offending -"

"snort!"

Yang Ji's response was a cold snort, and a sharp cold light flashed across his eyes: "Do you think you can survive?"

"Whoosh!"

It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Just as he was speaking, there was a whoosh!, and a bit of cold light shot from behind the black-robed old man, instantly piercing his chest.

"you you……"

The black-robed old man's pupils were wide open and he looked at Yang Ji. His body shook like chaff, he struggled twice and fell to his knees on the ground.

"laugh!"

Yang Ji just pointed his hand, sword energy burst out, blood suddenly appeared, and the old man in black robe was immediately cut into two and fell to the ground.

boom!

In the chaos, something seemed to fly out of the black-robed old man and fell to the ground. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!