Yang Ji wanted to dodge, but it was too late. At this moment, the void seemed to be burning, and even Yang Ji's blood seemed to be burning.
After so many years, Yang Ji has not experienced this feeling for a long time.
However, what frightened Yang Ji even more was something else. He could no longer see anything in front of his eyes, only fiery red eyes. The sky seemed to be collapsing, the earth seemed to be bulging, and the whole world seemed to be tilting and squeezing towards him.
Although Yang Ji is also a top expert, he can even compete with the eighth-level Grand Martial Sect, and even use other means to suppress and kill them.
But compared with the pure and pure ninth level Martial Lord, it is still far behind.
At this moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind, and Yang Ji suddenly understood. Whether those core elites of the Evil God Sect or these three eighth-level martial arts sects were Zhang Pu's real means of dealing with him.
The Ninth Level Martial Lord in front of him is Zhang Pu’s real trump card against him.
This guy hated himself so much that he didn't have the cultivation level of a ninth-level Martial Lord. But he used his identity as the young leader and his influence within the sect to recruit a protector from the evil god sect to deal with him.
"Zhang Pu, you really favor me!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and he couldn't explain how he felt. At this moment, Yang Ji knew that he had probably underestimated Zhang Pu's hatred for him.
The position of "Wu Jieyuan" seemed to be more important to Zhang Pu than he thought. So much so that this guy wanted to kill him quickly, and even sent out the ninth level Wu Zun.
"Buzz!"
In the flash of lightning, there was no time to think too much, Yang Ji thought, the magma crocodile above his head buzzed, and tens of thousands of yellow torrents instantly hung down from the magic weapon, protecting Yang Ji.
At the same time, a green light flashed, swayed in the void, and quickly turned into a huge palm to wrap Yang Ji inside.
Only Wu Zun can deal with Wu Zun. No matter how powerful Yang Ji is, or whether he has a bronze blood magic weapon, it is absolutely impossible to defeat a ninth level Wu Zun.
When facing a powerful warrior who is high above the world and controls the heaven and earth, the first thing you should think about is not attacking, but how to protect yourself.
"boom!"
As soon as Yang Ji finished all these defensive measures, he was immediately hit hard by the ninth-level warrior. It is impossible to describe how heavy the blow was. At that moment, Yang Ji felt as if he had been hit by thousands of heavy mountains.
.It hit from the sky to the ground.
Yang Ji's entire body, all his bones, flesh and blood, and tendons were trembling and vibrating violently, as if his whole body was about to fall apart.
Not only that, the terrifying and destructive power rushed into the body, and Yang Ji's entire internal organs and intestines seemed to be twisted together.
"puff!"
He opened his mouth and with a pop, Yang Ji involuntarily spurted out a straight line of blood, and flew out like a kite with its string cut off. With a bang, he hit a long courtyard wall, dust and dust
Flying directly smashed into a high wall more than twenty feet long, scattering bricks and tiles on the ground, and the thrown fragments even flew up to an altitude of more than twenty feet.
"too strong!"
Severe pain surged in like a tide, almost drowning Yang Ji's reason. For the first time since childhood, Yang Ji felt the impact of such a powerful force.
However, the attack was far from fruitful, and a more intense crisis swept over like a vast ocean.
"The immortal changes his shadow!"
Yang Ji knelt on the ground, his clothes covered with blood, and quickly used the immortal's shadow-changing technique to move more than twenty feet. Boom! Between the lightning and stone fire, a majestic energy hit Yang Ji like a meteor.
The place where it originally stood.
There was only a roar and smoke billowing, and the place where Yang Ji was originally kneeling turned into a huge pothole silently in the blink of an eye.
That powerful force swept across all directions in a vortex, turning all the bricks and tiles into powder.
"What on earth is going on? This bastard acted openly and openly in Taiyuan City. Isn't he afraid of attracting the attention of Prince Taiyuan?"
Yang Ji was extremely shocked.
The injuries suffered were secondary, but it was the people from the Evil God Cult who acted so brazenly in Taiyuan City, seemingly without any scruples, that frightened Yang Ji.
Yang Ji didn't understand how they could rely on him so much.
"Array! These people used the power of the array to isolate the atmosphere!"
Although he had some hindsight, the Great Asura finally discovered the conspiracy of the Evil God Cult at the last moment. In the depths of the void, there was a hidden formation fluctuation.
The Great Asura didn't pay attention at first, but now he has fully realized it.
He was suppressed underground for ten years by Yang Ji's father Yang Du using the Demon Suppressing Formation, so he is still quite sensitive to fluctuations in human formations.
"Let's go!"
Da Asura's voice was extremely anxious. Among the people who dealt with Yang Ji were ninth-level martial sects, which he had not expected. With his current ability, which was at the end of his strength, he had no problem dealing with some martial sects.
You can help Yang Ji a little with your strong mental power.
But facing a martial master of this level, his abilities can no longer be used at all. Facing a terrifying opponent of this level, what Yang Ji should really do is not to fight, not to escape!
"Hmph! Can you escape?"
Under the moonlit night, a dark shadow stood beside the courtyard wall. Seeing Yang Ji trying to escape, the protector of the Evil God Cult in black robes sneered sinisterly.
The reason why I didn't take action before was to make some arrangements. One was to hold Yang Ji back and prevent him from escaping. The other was to avoid being discovered by King Taiyuan when he took action. He couldn't afford that kind of risk.
But now, both of them have been completed. If Yang Ji is still allowed to escape despite this, he will become the protector of the Evil God Cult.
The seance ceremony was successful, and the new young leader was very attached to this boy named Yang Ji. Yes, he was gnashing his teeth with hatred, wishing he could break his bones and spread his ashes.
To please this young leader who has the evil god's clone in his body, killing Yang Ji and using his head to end his life is the best way.
"Boom!"
The Cult Protector of the Evil God in black robes sneered. He stretched out his right hand, but he didn't make a move. Instead, he spread his fingers and grabbed Yang Ji far away. There was a boom, and in an instant, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and sand and rocks were flying.
There was a mist. And a huge and incredible strength suddenly came out from the fingers of the evil god protector in black robes.
Yang Ji had already fled to the courtyard wall, but when he was swallowed by this suction force, it was as if he was hooked by thousands of invisible chains and was forcefully pulled backwards.
"not good!"
Yang Ji's expression changed greatly. He was by no means an ordinary person. The fact that he could defeat Wei Boyang, Sima Shaozhen and the like, and reach the top of the martial arts examination, already speaks for itself.
This man could pull him backwards and fly away just by grabbing him from a distance. His strength was completely unmatchable, it was simply terrifying!
It would be fine if it was a martial arts competition, but Yang Ji knew full well that if he fell into the hands of the Evil God Cult, he would definitely die.
"The immortal changes his shadow!"
In the flash of light and stone, the blood in Yang Ji's Dantian exploded backwards. At the same time, he used the Immortal Shadow Changing Technique and moved more than ten feet laterally, hoping to get out of the grasping range of the evil god cult protector. But something chilling happened again.
Got it
"Hahaha, it's useless, you should just accept your fate!..."
The strong wind blew, and the protector of the Evil God Cult in black laughed. Yang Ji's behavior seemed extremely childish in his eyes. The blood of the ninth-level Martial Lord was as pure as the rising sun in the morning.
This kind of blood energy is unimaginable and incomparable to any other low-level warriors. If the eighth-level martial master can easily get rid of the control of the ninth-level martial master, then why is the "martial master" called the "supreme warrior"?
This is true for the eighth major martial arts sect, not to mention that Yang Ji has not yet reached the realm of the eighth major martial arts sect.
"Young man, let me lend you your head!"
The rumbling sound was still echoing in the sky, and at the next moment a destructive torrent of evil energy roared out. The raging torrent of evil energy turned into a huge python, opened its huge mouth, and rushed towards Yang Ji's body.
Chase from behind.
Seeing that Yang Ji was about to be overtaken by the destructive torrent of evil energy, a sudden change occurred in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph, really? I want to borrow your head too!"
In the dark night, a sinister sneer sounded. The sound was neither high nor low, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear. There was a boom, and in an instant, it was like a thunder exploded, ten feet away, where no one noticed, a
Stores everywhere exploded, with bricks and tiles flying everywhere.
In the smoke and dust of the explosion, a black shadow shot out from the ground.
No one can describe the change in this moment. It feels like two suns, one large and one small, have risen in the dark night. One is the protector of the evil god sect dressed in black, and the bigger sun is the second.
A master suddenly appears.
The auras of the two people are like mountains and seas, boundless. In front of the auras of the two people, all other martial arts sects and the great martial arts sects are as insignificant as ants.
"This is……"
Yang Ji was shocked when he heard this voice. There seemed to be endless thoughts passing through his mind. He seemed to have vaguely thought of something, but he couldn't think of anything in a hurry...
However, what was even more surprising were the other evil cultists.
"Martial Lord!"
The exclamations were like birds piercing the darkness, completely breaking the silence of the void. A group of people arranged formations around them, and they had also investigated in advance, but they did not find that there was anyone else here at all, and he was also a terrifying ninth level.
Wu Zun.
"who?!"
A shocking roar revealed layers of terror. The evil god cult protector dressed in black was frightened and angry. The perception of a warrior-level warrior was very powerful.
At such a close distance, he could spot even an ant crawling across the ground. But he didn't notice at all that there was a ninth-level Grand Martial Sect hidden in the shop!
The opponent's strength was so powerful that his martial master-level consciousness could not detect even a single clue. His whole body was like air, completely deceiving his perception. (To be continued.)