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Chapter 348: Subduing the Snow Ape

Everyone was stunned by the rapid changes in the arena, and some even couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment!

Faced with this sudden blow, Yang Ji did nothing. He didn't even mean to dodge. He just slowly raised his head, and then stretched out his arms. It was extremely delicate compared to the snow ape, slow but extremely

A firm punch.

"boom!"

The wind was so powerful that when Yang Ji's right fist came into contact with the snow ape, there was only a roar. Centered on the place where the big and small fists came into contact, a storm-like energy contained endless chaos and destruction.

The energy bursts out in all directions.

Boom, the colorful rainbow light of the barrier seemed to be hit hard, and the color suddenly dissipated, like a candle blown by the strong wind, and the shape was about to be shattered.

"Ouch!"

Along with the strong wind, there was a painful and shrill howl. That was the howl of the snow ape.

"Buzz!"

Time seemed to have returned to normal. In front of everyone's eyes, the huge snow ape, which was once powerful and had defeated Bai Zongdao, was held high above its head and feet by Yang Ji's hand.

Yang Ji's body was less than one-twentieth of the Snow Monkey's body, but his delicate body stood on the high platform, like a god of war, with his waist straight and motionless, not even trembling.

The powerful wind and his hair are turbulent, giving people a cold, powerful and invincible feeling.

What is completely different from this is that the powerful snow ape above Yang Ji's head has a twitching face, full of pain. If you look closely, you will find that its furry, frost-like giant steel fist appears.

It was twisted irregularly, obviously, it was injured!

With a body comparable to steel, Snow Monkey, who once defeated Bai Zongdao, was injured by Yang Ji in a single encounter.

"boom!"

It was like a depth charge being thrown down. Seeing this amazing scene, boom! Everyone was stunned.

"His power is actually...actually, actually so great!"

"It's incredible! The body of the monster beast is still more powerful than the human martial arts!"

"The body of this snow ape is extremely heavy, weighing at least seven to eight thousand kilograms, but he actually managed to push it down with the strength of one hand!!"

"Incredible! Humans can actually be powerful against monsters. How can he be so powerful!"



There was a sound like a landslide and a tsunami in the martial arts hall. The power Yang Ji showed was really terrifying and amazing! This power had completely overwhelmed the Snow Monkey, and even more so Bai Zongdao of Mount Paektu.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

Ouyang Zushi was shocked and speechless. He never knew that Yang Ji's power was so powerful.

"I knew it. I knew it..."

The most excited person at the moment was Ouyang Zhuming. When Yang Ji blocked the snow ape like a streamer, Ouyang Zhuming's eyes widened.

"When I saw him in the morning, I knew something was wrong. I didn't expect that his power would increase so much!"

Ouyang Zhuming's heart went up and down. He knew that Yang Ji yesterday was definitely not so scary or powerful. At least, his power should not be much stronger than Bai Zongdao.

But in one day, Yang Ji actually changed into a different person. His strength increased too much.

Ouyang Zhuming finally knew something was wrong when he met Yang Ji in the morning.

His temperament has completely changed now!

The growth of strength brings about changes in temperament, and my feelings are not wrong at all.

But Ouyang Zhuming couldn't figure it out. How on earth did he do it?!

What a shock!

Wei Boyang, Jian Wujiu, Zhang Daoyi, Bai Zongdao, and even Zhang Pu, who didn't care much at first, were completely attracted by the battle in the ring.

Zhao Youhuai, who had been sitting on the wall and watching without paying much attention to Yang Ji, also changed his expression at this moment.

"Boom!"

The air wave exploded without any warning. A powerful iron fist suddenly emerged from the void in front of Yang Ji and went straight to Yang Ji's face.

Yang Ji felt a familiar smell on this iron fist. It was Zhao Youhuai's iron fist.

This punch was too fast. It was even faster than Yang Ji.

Almost at the same time that Yang Ji injured the snow ape, the iron fist had already hit Yang Ji's face. It was not until this moment that Zhao Youhuai's figure leaning against the rainbow light of the barrier slowly disappeared.

This is the first time Zhao Youhuai has taken action since the finals!

"Buzz!"

The wind was powerful. Although Zhao Youhuai's attack was very sudden and silent, Yang Ji seemed not surprised. In a flash of light, "Yang Ji" standing in front of Zhao Youhuai turned into nothing, collapsed and shriveled.

But ten feet away, there was another Yang Ji taking shape at the same time.

This is "immortal shadow change". As Yang Ji's strength improved, this "immortal shadow change" became more and more sophisticated. Even Zhao Youhuai didn't see through Yang Ji's "immortal shadow change".

But at the next moment, another powerful iron fist came out of the void in front of Yang Ji and struck directly at Yang Ji's face. Only the iron fist was seen in the void, but no one was seen.

Then the "Zhao Youhuai" who blasted the iron fist towards Yang Ji ten feet away slowly disappeared from the void like a bubble. The scene looked extremely weird!

Zhao Youhuai's speed is too fast and too strange!

No matter it is Bai Zongdao, Yang Ji, or other players, no one is as fast as Zhao Youhuai. His speed has even completely surpassed that of Wuzong, who is at a very different level.

Yang Ji's "Immortal Shadow Changing" was completely useless. There was no difference at all between whether he used it or not, whether he had dodged it or not.

Zhao Youhuai's speed was so terrifying that it could make any dodge technique meaningless. Yang Ji couldn't even feel what kind of light skill he was using.

"boom!"

This time Yang Ji did not dodge. Between the lightning, stone and fire, only the roar of the clear dragon was heard. Yang Ji raised the sleeve of his right hand, and a dark red sword wrapped in endless shadow fire shot out like lightning, with a fierce bang.

He stabbed Zhao Youhuai hard on the tip of his fist.

Yin Yin Yin!

It was like opening Pandora's box, one sword came out, ten thousand swords came out, dense flying swords flew out of Yang Ji's sleeves like bamboo shoots after rain.

These flying swords included not only seventh-level swords, but also many eighth-level flying swords. Facing flying swords of this level, even Zhao Youhuai's expression changed slightly and he did not dare to use his fists to resist.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Youhuai came and left just as quickly. He trembled and flew away like lightning. But this time, Yang Ji had no intention of letting him go back.

"Go for it!"

Yang Ji's sleeves were like clouds, and he slapped the sword array fiercely. With a bang, the eighteen swords were instantly slapped into chaos, chanting, and flying around. The cold light shone, and they flew out in all directions like a whirlpool in the sword array.

The space above the ring was limited, and no matter how fast Zhao Youhuai was, it was meaningless in front of Yang Ji's flying swords. The eighteen flying swords, as fast as lightning, suddenly turned into a storm of sword energy and swept the entire place.

Ding ding ding!

The collision of fists and iron fists was densely packed, heavy as thunder, and endless, but only flying swords could be seen, but no human figures could be seen.

Zhao Youhuai's speed was so fast that he was almost like a monster, almost reaching the limit of tracking with the naked eye. Unfortunately, Yang Ji's swordsmanship could completely restrain him.

No matter how fast Zhao Youhuai is, it is useless in front of a strong swordsman like Yang Ji. Eighteen flying swords follow him closely, ensuring that Zhao Youhuai cannot escape from his pursuit range no matter what.

"Ouch!"

At the critical moment, there was only an earth-shattering roar, and boundless ferocity swept in like a wave. Accompanying the ferocity, there was an iron fist as frosty as snow.

With a bang, the free Snow Monkey raised his fangs, his face was ferocious, and his fierce look was revealed. Two huge iron fists were slammed down like giant mallets, and they hit Yang Ji's whirling sword array.

The ground shook, air waves rolled, and the snow ape's majestic strength combined with Zhao Youhuai's power destroyed Yang Ji's sword array of eighteen swords with just one blow.

"Groan!"

The long sword trembled, emitting a long and clear sound, but it was scattered. One after another, the sword fell back on top of Yang Ji's head, floating in the void, and the sword hilt swung as if it was alive, but the sword tip was aimed at Zhao Youhuai and Zhao Youhuai.

That snow ape.

On the arena, there was suddenly a moment of silence.

Yang Ji took back his sword, and Zhao Youhuai did not continue to pursue him.

The two groups of men and horses faced each other at a distance, motionless. Yang Ji was with eighteen flying swords, and Zhao Youhuai was with the huge war pet Snow Monkey.

There was silence in the void, and time seemed to have stopped between the two of them.

The huge snow ape opened its pair of fierce eyes and glared at Yang Ji fiercely, with a look on its face that was ready to move. But without Zhao Youhuai's fate, it did not dare to move at all.

Youda's martial arts hall was quiet. Everyone was attracted by the battle on the ring. They couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear of disturbing the battle above.

No one knew what was going on in the battle above, or how it was? It was even impossible to tell who had taken advantage of the fight between the two.

"Tick!"

Finally, a sound of dripping broke the silence. The sound came from Zhao Youhuai's feet, and particles of blood-red, fine sand were scattered around him.

"Look at his hands!"

I don't know who shouted. In an instant, eyes were as dense as rain, gathering on Zhao Youhuai's hand from all directions. At this moment, everyone could see clearly, Zhao Youhuai's iron fist, which was as white as jade, was crisscrossed with blood red streaks, and it looked extremely...

Terrible.

That's a sword wound!

Yang Ji's swords were so sharp that when he wielded eighteen swords, Yang Ji even destroyed all his blood energy. Those Wuzong-level flying swords were just that, but the swords at the Wuzong level of the eighth major martial arts were more powerful than Yang Ji's.

Under the guidance of Ji Jin's strength, he was even more powerful than a tiger. Even Zhao Youhuai couldn't resist it.

If it weren't for the blood energy explosion and resistance, Zhao Youhuai's iron fists would have been almost cut off.

With Yang Ji's level, the swords at the level of Yushi Dawu Zong are too threatening! (~^~)


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