Over the battleships, clouds of flames exploded. Some battleships roared and tilted down from the sky.
But more warships were chasing the two light groups in the void.
This was the first time that Yang Ji saw Prince Taiyuan take action. In the infinite sky, he could only see large areas of light shining like golden water. And another piece of dark light as black as ink was undoubtedly the "hidden in Zhang Pu's body"
Evil God".
The two rays of light were hidden deep in the clouds, constantly colliding and bombarding each other. Their level had completely exceeded the limit that ordinary warriors could look up to.
Yang Ji opened his eyes wide and tried his best to see clearly the battle between the tenth-level martial saint and the evil god deep in the sky, which was difficult to achieve in a thousand years, but he couldn't see it clearly at all.
"Damn"
Yang Ji felt secretly resentful in his heart. He saw two peerless masters fighting in the clouds, but he had no chance to witness it.
"Forget it. Even if you use the Nakai Bottle, think about it, what will happen to you once you appear on those floating battleships? You don't want someone to take away your Nakodai Bottle, right?
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Yang Ji had a thought in his mind, and the Great Asura immediately sensed it and quickly helped him get rid of the thought. Yang Ji's ability was barely enough to use a Naji bottle to fly to those floating battleships in the sky.
But what happens after that is hard to say.
At least one thing is that the imperial court will never welcome such uninvited guests.
"Seeing it is not necessarily a good thing. With your current strength, if you get too close, you will be quickly torn to pieces by the aftermath of the battle. If you really want to see it, broaden your horizons, and gain experience, in the future you
As your strength increases, I will take you to the underworld, where there are many more martial saints than you humans. If you want to see, everything will happen naturally."
The great Asura said, although he was a little curious about the two people above him, after all, they involved a human prince and an evil god from the heavens.
But to be honest, the curiosity in the heart of Asura is not as strong as that of Yang Ji. In the underworld, there are battles every day. Battles between low-level demons and demons, and battles between high-level demon kings and emperors.
As a being who has lived for thousands of years, he has been a "cannon fodder", but he has also seen some top-notch battles. Compared with some of the mythical battles he has witnessed in his long life, everything before him is nothing.
But Yang Ji, getting involved at this time will not end well.
Yang Ji remained silent, looking at the sky, with infinite fascination in his heart:
"When can I be like them?"
Although he stole the show in the martial arts examination and was the center of everyone's attention, Yang Ji knew very well that the path to martial arts was long, and what he had taken now was just a small step, and there was still a long journey waiting for him.
The Han Dynasty can become gods through martial arts. As long as you have strong perseverance and determination, one day you will become as powerful as them.
"Ah"
Yang Ji looked towards the distant sky and sighed deeply in his heart.
What Zhang Pu had in his body was just an "evil god clone", not the real evil god. Zhang Pu didn't look like he had completely absorbed the power of the "evil god clone". The moment the pure power of the evil god inspired Prince Taiyuan to take action, he
It is destined that this battle cannot last too long.
This is not the territory of the evil god. Zhang Pu is destined not to stay here for too long.
Sure enough, in just a short moment, two brilliances, one black and one gold, gradually faded away one after the other. The strong golden juice-like light pressed very tightly, almost pressing behind you, and kept moving toward you all the way.
Go to the edge of Taiyuanzhou Mansion.
Even with Yang Ji's eyesight, he could only see two tiny flashes of light, one black and one gold. Behind them, there was a huge "floating battleship" closely following them, with tens of thousands of lights on the battleship.
.It was noisy and looked many times larger than other battleships.
Yang Ji had a vague impression. This seemed to be Taiyuanzhou's "floating carrier". Its size and power far exceeded other warships. It was also a symbol of Prince Taiyuan.
The "Floating Carrier" was not too close, it was just on the edge of the two peerless master battle groups, just enough to avoid the impact of the battle of such powerful men.
"Looks like we're really lucky"
The Great Asura said suddenly.
"Yes, we are indeed lucky"
Yang Ji looked into the distance and sighed. Both of them felt that the current "evil god's clone" was completely different from the "evil god's clone" last night.
When a god's "clone" lets go, no longer hides, and has no scruples, its power increases exponentially. Yang Ji can only secretly rejoice now. Fortunately, the "evil god's clone" at that time had scruples.
He didn't dare to really expose himself and let others discover him, which gave him an opportunity.
Otherwise, it is hard to say whether he can escape, let alone using the power of the "Evil God's Clone" to open the seal of the "Heart of the Great Asura Warlord".
In the distance, the battle group had moved to the outside of the high wall of Taiyuanzhou Mansion. Yang Ji knew in his heart that the battle was over, and the "evil god clone" was preparing to escape.
Although this battle between two unparalleled masters started fiercely, it ended quickly. Yang Ji was about to return to the Martial Palace to deal with the follow-up matters. Suddenly, the earth shook, and a sinister evil man filled with endless violence.
An angry voice came from far away:
"Yang Ji, I won't let you go. Just wipe your neck and wait for death."
The sound was rumbling, full of endless resentment and anger. This battle seemed beautiful, but in fact it was just about escaping for one's life.
It is unbelievable to say that the initiator of all this is actually Yang Ji, an unknown person who has never been looked down upon by the "evil god's clone".
One of Yang Ji's strategies caused his entire plan to collapse, and subsequent plans could not be carried out. Zhang Pu could not get the rights he wanted, and the "evil god's clone" could not execute the plan it had thought about for a long time.
You can imagine the anger in this man's heart
"Rumble"
Echoes continued from all directions. At this moment, the entire Taiyuanzhou Mansion was as quiet as death. In the dark night, countless unknown masters stood on the long street and silently wrote down the name "Yang Ji".
Regardless of whether they knew it before or not, at this moment, the name "Yang Ji" was deeply imprinted in their minds.
A human being who can be resented and remembered by evil gods cannot be an ordinary unknown person.
"Oh, it's actually him"
In the Ouyang family's mansion, the second master of the Ouyang family stood outside the house. He looked surprised at first, then turned to look in the direction of the Martial Palace, with a strange look on his face.
An "evil god clone" actually appeared in Taiyuanzhou Mansion. This was no small matter, and even Prince Taiyuan was alarmed. He clearly remembered that the last time he took action seemed to be ten years ago.
Before, he was still wondering where this "evil god clone" came from, but now it seems that it is actually related to Yang Ji.
He knew that a competition was being held in the Martial Palace. Two disciples of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Zhuming and Ouyang Zushi, were there, preparing to witness the birth of the first batch of Martial Arts Examination candidates.
But he didn't expect that this extremely powerful "evil god clone" actually came from the Martial Palace, and it seemed to be possessing one of the students.
The most surprising thing is that although the "evil god's clone", who is known for his evil cruelty and bloodthirsty, started from the Martial Palace, there did not seem to be any major casualties in the Martial Palace.
This is incredible
"What a smart boy. It's a pity that he would have been a disciple of our Ouyang family."
Mr. Ouyang thought for a moment and immediately understood that Yang Ji would never do anything for no reason. I am afraid that this matter will still fall into the competition for "Martial Arts Scholar".
Yang Ji probably couldn't defeat the "evil god's clone", so he came up with this method to win by surprise, divert trouble to the east, and force him to show up. He used the Hundred Saints brand of the Martial Palace to deal with the evil god.
The identity of the student possessed by the evil god was exposed, so naturally he could not be threatened.
However, after guessing this, Mr. Ouyang did not feel any contempt or contempt in his heart, but could not help but admire him sincerely.
Humans and "gods" are not at the same starting point, and the competition in the martial arts hall was not a fair competition from the beginning. As long as he has an "evil god clone" to rely on, that student is basically in an invincible position.
No matter what moves Yang Ji uses, or whether he has the upper hand at some point, he will eventually get help from the possessed "evil god" and turn the tide of the battle.
The only way is to expose his hidden cards, which is called "drawing money from the bottom of the cauldron". This is the real way to win.
Anyone who can come up with this method is extremely intelligent. Not to mention martial arts, at least they are far superior to their peers in terms of alertness and intelligence and ability to adapt to situations.
This is not something ordinary people can do
"Heroes don't ask where they come from." The world of martial arts is about the weak and the strong. What matters is the result. No matter what method Yang Ji uses, as long as he can win, he is the strong one.
He is the winner of this world.
Smiling slightly, Mr. Ouyang was about to turn around. Suddenly, his heart moved. He turned around and saw a purple shadow standing behind him.
The second young master, Ouyang Zifu, came out at some point and stood behind him, also silently looking at the sky. The dim starlight fell on his face, and no expression could be seen.
As the new leader of the Ouyang family, the second son Ouyang Zifu is one of the eight great martial arts sects of the Ouyang family, and his strength is not much worse than that of the second master Ouyang.
When he deliberately hides, even Mr. Ouyang cannot feel his breath.
"Zifu, if possible, get closer to that Yang Ji more often in the future."
Mr. Ouyang said.
The breeze was blowing, and the second son Ouyang Zifu's long hair on his ears and temples was blowing. His eyes were looking at the sky, his expression was still calm, and there was no expression at all. To be continued.