"good chance!"
Yang Ji sneered, and a sharp cold light flashed across his eyes. Buzz! With a flash of light, Yang Ji flew out and disappeared in an instant.
"careful!"
The leader of the third village, the fifth village, and the sixth village were shocked. They felt the danger almost instinctively. The Wei Shenzong was the disciple of the ancestor, and it was also their biggest support against Yang Ji.
If something happened to the Wei Shenzong, not only would their ancestors be unable to pass, but even Yang Ji in front of them would not be something they could deal with.
"Boom!"
The three of them didn't even think about it, and the billowing blood energy turned into a wild dragon, roaring out of the body and blocking the way in front of Wei Shenzong. Almost at the same time, a flash of light made Yang Ji appear in front of Wei Shenzong.
"The Wrath of the Overlord!"
A huge bull with a dragon head and a turtle body, lifelike, suddenly turned into a stream of light and slammed into the four people.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise. The group of four seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and even the mountains under their feet trembled. Yang Ji's punch contained the soul vortex technique, which was best able to deal with such an opponent whose soul was injured.
First, use the soul spear to pierce the opponent's body, tearing out a gap in the soul, and then use the soul vortex to tear the opponent's soul, constantly widening the wound.
This has become Yang Ji's standard tactic.
As long as Yang Ji succeeds with one careless move, he will fall into a steady stream of disadvantages in the future. He will always be controlled by others and will never be able to compete in front of Yang Ji.
The four people screamed miserably, vomiting blood, and flew out like kites with broken strings.
"Go! Go! Go!..."
Wei Shenzong shouted sternly, his voice anxious. His face, which was originally young and handsome, was now covered with cold sweat, and sweat beads were rolling down his forehead, falling like beads.
It has been a long time since the martial arts examination. Yang Ji's Soul Spear and Soul Vortex have been greatly improved compared to before.
Therefore, the trauma Wei Shenzong suffered at this time was far more severe than imagined.
His face was twitching, veins were bulging, and his eyes were full of pain. Wei Shenzong was by no means a person who couldn't endure pain. On the contrary, under his ancestor's sect, the first hurdle he had to pass was to endure pain.
But the pain of the soul has gone far beyond the scope of pain, and even Wei Shenzong cannot bear it.
"Whoosh!"
The moment it landed, Wei Shenzong suddenly bounced up and turned into a streak of blood, sucking the three village masters, the fifth village master, and the sixth village master in an instant, and then flew away, escaping.
Fear, fear, confusion...
Wei Shenzong can no longer afford to fight Yang Ji!
There is actually someone who can break his poisonous ancient tree king magical power, there is someone..., how is this possible? How is it possible! The confidence of the Wei Shenzong is about to collapse.
If anyone dared to say this to him before today, he would definitely sneer at it, but now, this scene really happened.
His strongest asset was actually destroyed by someone.
Chapter completed!