Yang Xuanlan glanced at the two of them and said. His expression was dull, and there was no trace of his true thoughts on his face.
"Ha ha."
The evil prince turned his eyes, didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed:
"Interesting! Since Chaoyang's consort said so, I naturally have no objection."
After saying that, the two of them looked at Yang Ji, the only one who had not yet expressed his stance.
"These two guys..."
Yang Ji's eyes narrowed slightly and flickered uncertainly. There were only three of them in the entire demon-suppressing formation. Yang Xuanlan and the evil prince had both expressed their opinions. Now, regardless of whether they agree or not, I'm afraid it's not up to him.
A battle for the essence and blood of a great Asura was staged in advance in such a way, which Yang Ji had not expected before.
"snort!"
Yang Ji's robes fluttered and he slowly walked towards the center.
The only sound left in the Storm Sword Sea was the hissing and whistling sound of air currents, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet. The most outstanding geniuses in Langya County at that time were gathered here. Whether it was Yang Ji, the evil prince, or Yang Xuanlan, they were slightly nervous.
If the three of them were to fight alone, no one would be afraid. The only fear would be that two of them would join forces to deal with the other!
The three of them are extremely talented, and they are all arrogant people. Normally, there would be no possibility of joining forces. But the Great Asura is a quasi-saint-level existence, and a drop of his blood is too tempting.
This is the temptation on the road to the Martial Saint, an existence that no warrior can resist.
The biggest question now is whether the other two people will join forces besides themselves. Once this happens, the other person will definitely not be an opponent.
Yang Ji is like this, the evil prince is like this, even the arrogant and arrogant Yang Xuanlan is like this.
This is a gamble!
rustle!
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, the atmosphere was becoming more and more tense, and the atmosphere of suspicion was getting thicker and thicker. Yang Ji stared at Yang Xuanlan and the evil prince, and in his heart, the blood and energy in his body roared and tightened to the extreme.
It can be seen that Yang Xuanlan and the evil prince are equally nervous.
Although the three of them are all arrogant and arrogant, it seems impossible for them to join forces with another person, but things are not absolute. It is not uncommon to temporarily put aside disputes and temporarily unite to deal with a third party in the face of common interests.
None of the three were sure.
"call!"
The wind howled, the three people's eyes were like lightning, and the atmosphere in the void became more and more tense. Suddenly, I didn't know who jumped into the air first. Then all three people roared and jumped out.
"Hand of Death!"
"Hand of Xuan Mi!"
"Void Seal!"
…
Three thunderous roars resounded through the void, the sky darkened, and an ancient big hand, a giant black bead, and a cyan palm suddenly appeared in the void one after another. In an instant, the ground cracked and mountains collapsed, and ghosts cried and gods cried.
Howling, the billowing wind roared throughout the audience.
Yang Ji, Yang Xuanlan, and the evil prince displayed their strongest skills almost at the same time. The clouds shone, and torrents of blood and energy, either good or evil, swept through the void like dragons.
"Hahaha. Yang Ji, you can't blame us anymore. Just accept your fate!"
The evil prince laughed loudly and turned his head first. The overwhelming torrent of evil energy rushed towards Yang Ji fiercely.
Almost at the same time, a cold light flashed in Yang Xuanlan's eyes, and he aimed his guns at the two of them. The sky darkened, and five blue hands like giant pillars came down on Yang Ji at lightning speed.
How powerful the two of them are when they join forces, one good and one evil. Two torrents of blood, one red and one black, almost cover the sky. In the face of this torrent, not even Yang Ji can be an opponent.
"asshole!"
Faced with the two joining forces, Yang Ji's color changed instantly. The two had no contact at all from beginning to end, and Yang Ji didn't notice at all when they reached the agreement to join forces.
"The fairy rainbow penetrates the sun!"
Amidst the violent shouts, a dazzling white light burst out from the deepest depths of the darkness. It was like a white dragon escaping in the opposite direction of the two people.
The combined power of the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan was too great, even with Yang Ji's ability, he could not resist them at the same time. He had no choice but to leave.
Whoosh!
Yang Ji was so fast that he could cover a distance of tens of feet in the blink of an eye, dragging a long air wave trail behind him.
"Where to escape!"
The evil prince snorted coldly and swayed. He chased after him faster than Yang Ji. If Yang Ji faced him head-on and tried to escape in front of him, it would be in vain.
"boom!"
The evil prince covered his palm, and evil clouds rolled in. Thousands of torrents of evil energy destroyed the mountains and seas, and shot down towards Yang Ji.
Almost at the same time, Yang Xuanlan swung his fiery red sleeves and chased him out at the same time. His speed was no less than that of the evil prince. His eyes were stern and his expression was cold, giving off a hint of coldness.
He wanted to seize the essence and blood of the Great Asura, but he wouldn't mind if he could get rid of Yang Ji, a serious thorn in his official career.
"Boom!"
With a flick of his five fingers, there was a huge roar in the void, and green torrents were overwhelming, like thousands of dragons roaring, rushing towards Yang Ji's back.
In terms of strength, Yang Ji is not inferior to Yang Xuanlan, the evil prince and the like, but in terms of realm, the realm of the sixth level of martial arts is destined that his floating body technique cannot be compared to the real seventh level martial arts like Yang Xuanlan and the evil prince.
!
Yang Ji was no match for them in a physical battle. In such a narrow place as the core of the demon-suppressing formation, Yang Ji had no way to escape.
This is a game of catching turtles. Yang Xuanlan, the evil prince has long seen through it, and the only one who is still in the dark is Yang Ji!
It was too late, but it was too soon. Yang Ji was about to be annihilated by the overwhelming blood energy of the two people, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred. Buzz! Yang Ji's body swayed, and he avoided the two people's attacks at the critical moment.
His body curled up and he was instantly thrown into the storm of sword sea that was overwhelming the sky and the earth.
"!!!"
This scene happened so suddenly that the evil prince and Yang Xuanlan were shaken violently, as if struck by thunder. At this moment, even if a martial saint came to the world and appeared in front of them, they would not be more shocked than they were now.
"This madman!"
The evil prince gritted his teeth and was stunned. Even if he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that Yang Ji would take such a risk and forcefully break into this dangerous stormy sea of ​​​​swords.
Yang Xuanlan's robes were like fire. Although he did not speak, the shock in his heart was no less than that of the evil prince.
The two of them never expected that Yang Ji's reaction would be so intense and risky. If it were the evil prince or Yang Xuanlan, the two of them would never be able to do such a thing.
madman!
This is something only a madman could do. This is the best explanation for the scene before him.
"King Kong Puppet!"
Yang Ji ignored the movement behind him. The sword energy roared all around, and thousands of sword energy swarmed in. The danger of being cut into pieces and dying was even more terrifying than being chased by Yang Xuanlan, the evil prince, and others.
Yang Ji was facing an abyss at this moment, and the only thing keeping him alive was the small "steel wire" under his feet. If there was even the slightest mistake in the entire operation, he would fall into the abyss and be shattered into pieces.
Unlike Yang Xuanlan, the evil prince, and others, Yang Jike did not have a body as strong as steel to protect himself.
"Buzz!"
In the lightning flash, a bronze light flashed, and two tall Vajra puppets appeared on both sides of Yang Ji almost at the same time, holding Yang Ji firmly in the center.
And almost at the same time, Yang Ji's Dantian was shaken, and all the blood flowed back like lead and retracted into the Dantian. Yang Ji contracted the power of his whole body, skipped the fifth level of martial arts, the fourth level of martial arts, and directly retracted from the sixth level of martial arts.
An ordinary third-level martial arts level.
In the increasingly powerful and dense sea of ​​​​storm swords, Yang Ji's actions were simply an open door, completely undefended. But Yang Ji did so without hesitation.
"Success or failure depends on this. What should be done has been done, and the rest depends on luck!"
Yang Ji tightened his right hand on the snake skin of Wubu Snake, and a sharp light flashed across his eyes like midnight. Boom! The sword energy from all directions was like a storm, instantly annihilating Yang Ji! (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, novels
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