The cyan flying sword flew past Yang Ji and hit the hard dark gold metal wall with a loud bang, erupting into a ball of dazzling sparks.
Yang Ji looked sideways and saw a pair of burning eyes tens of feet away, staring at him fiercely. Yang Xuanlan's expression was gloomy. He didn't even look at it after throwing the sword. He used his body skills to
Limit, dragging out countless afterimages behind him, coming at lightning speed.
"Boom!"
At the same time, the small room trembled and the door opened wide. In the other direction, the evil prince rushed out of the living door, looking at Yang Ji with eyes that made him want to eat him alive.
One wrong move and the whole game is lost.
The evil prince originally thought that he would be unscathed by hiding in the Shengmen. He could advance and attack, but retreat and defend. Unexpectedly, he fell into Yang Ji's plan and turned upside down in the demon-suppressing formation. He didn't know how far he turned.
"Yang Ji, leave the essence and blood!——"
The evil prince roared violently, and the evil energy in his whole body exploded. It was like a meteorite dragging a long tail flame, breaking away the layers of momentum, and rushed towards Yang Ji with an astonishing momentum. (To be continued, please search.)
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