The five hundred and sixtieth chapters of the three major heads
"You can't leave!"
Yang Ji was extremely calm in his heart, just like a hunter. Although he couldn't see it, he could always feel the disheveled pontiff in front of him.
The front suddenly opened up, and a bright light was faintly revealed.
"It's right in front!"
The blood in Yang Ji's whole body exploded, and he suddenly accelerated his speed. The whole person brought up phantoms, passed through the air, and chased away.
"Buzz!"
The moment Yang Ji passed through the altar, a strange aura suddenly entered his heart. At the same time, Yang Ji heard three murderous shouts in his ears almost at the same time:
"It's now!"
Boom, like a dormant lion in a dense jungle, just behind Yang Ji's left and right rear, two storm-like and terrifying qi forces suddenly appeared out of thin air, and rapidly grew exponentially, swooping towards Yang Ji
come over.
These two breaths had been dormant for who knows how long. They had extremely strong patience, and it was only at this moment that they suddenly burst out.
Not only that, right in front of Yang Ji, in Yang Ji's perception, the "Zong" who had been risking his life to escape suddenly did not retreat but instead advanced, setting off a storm of destruction like lightning, and fought back at Yang Ji.
Come.
Rumble!
The three majestic energies were like landslides and tsunamis, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, sweeping in from three directions. In the face of the combined attack of these three forces, even the heaven and earth were eclipsed.
The three of them had been planning this game for who knows how long, but it only broke out at this moment, instantly putting Yang Ji in a desperate situation.
"careful!"
The great Asura was exhausted, anxious and frightened.
He himself is a ninth-level martial master, a powerful demon in the underworld. But facing these eighth-level martial masters and ninth-level martial masters, his spiritual perception has become increasingly ineffective.
The two eighth-level martial arts masters had been hiding here for who knows how long, but the great Asura didn't feel the slightest.
Masters compete, life or death is a matter of seconds!
The incident happened suddenly. There was only a moment of opportunity left for Yang Ji. Although the great Asura felt it, he could do nothing to help.
"The Pearl of Mysterious Lady!"
"Hand of Death!"
"The eight-armed demon!"
"Magma Crocodile!"
"Ancient Kendo!"
…
In the flash of light and stone, Yang Ji had no time to do anything. He only had time to release the "Pearl of Xuan Mi", "Hand of Death", "Bronze Blood Artifact" and eighteen swords in one breath at a speed unprecedented in his life.
device!
At this moment, Yang Ji's speed reached an unmatched level!
That kind of speed is simply unimaginable for many people!
Rumble!
A few feet tall, a giant-like bronze demon appeared out of thin air, with a large black crocodile floating above his head. The thick and invisible power of the bronze blood magic weapon "Magma Crocodile" radiated around, quickly blessing other magic weapons and magic weapons.
.
boom!
The Pearl of Xuan Ming set off thousands of torrents to block the evil Great Wuzong on the left, and the hand of death stood upright. Using the power of thunder to resist the mixed-blood barbarian Great Wuzong on the right, Yang Ji himself transformed into an eight-armed demon with a huge bronze hand.
Withstood the disheveled "His Majesty" on the front!...
"Boom!"
Four destructive storms violently collided together in the void. The force destroyed the land, caused mountains and rivers to collapse, and rivers to flow backwards. The destructive force exploded. With a roar, it directly broke through the entire cave.
In the center of the three people, there was a pop, and the huge bronze giant spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body swayed, and he took three steps back before he regained his footing.
Around Yang Ji, three eighth-level martial arts masters only swayed and then stood firm.
Since practicing martial arts, this is the first time that Yang Ji has been forced out of his blood essence and suffered internal injuries while in the state of the eight-armed demon. The strength of these three people is tyrannical and domineering, far beyond the comparison of ordinary great martial arts sects.
Faced with the combined attack of the three leaders of this mysterious force, even Yang Ji could not withstand it.
"Boy, you are dead, you dare to break in here!"
To the left of Yang Ji, a great martial artist with an ocher complexion stood proudly, looked at Yang Ji and said coldly. He was covered in mist, and exuded a strong evil aura.
"Look around, you can't fly today!"
The person speaking was the mixed-blood barbarian Da Wuzong on the right of Yang Ji. This man's hair was disheveled, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was in a rag skirt. His body was covered with bruises, his muscles were knotted, and his bones were extremely thick and grew horizontally. At first glance,
They are mixed-blood barbarians!
Just as he was speaking, bursts of bright light came from the surroundings. Yang Ji looked up and saw that the surrounding cave collapsed, revealing a huge depression, and the three of them were exposed in the yard.
The surroundings were filled with flames, and figures holding torches high surrounded the four people on three levels. Among these people, there were all barbarian traders, evil spirits, soldiers, and even spirits with evil spirits.
Looking carefully, although not everyone has Tao Tian's cultivation level, you can still distinguish a large number of Xiao Zhou Tian masters, military generals and martial sects.
Too many mosquitoes will kill an elephant. With so many people, it would take a long time to kill them. Plus three eighth-level great martial artists, Yang Ji was basically unable to fly.
"Mr. Yang, Yang Zhenshou, I want to know one thing right now. How did you escape from that underground and talisman steel dungeon?"
The last gloomy voice was that of the disheveled "Prince" that Yang Ji had been chasing. He squinted his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a sword. When he spoke, he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat Yang Ji alive.
Same as eating.
He was appointed as one of the three "heads" of Cangxu City and had great authority. But this time, not only did he fail in his mission in front of the gods, but instead of killing Yang Ji, he allowed Yang Ji to escape.
Kill the black-armored captain.
What made him even more resentful was that Yang Ji actually destroyed their altar for worshiping the gods. He could clearly hear the cracking sound, which was the sound of Yang Ji cutting open the altar with his sword.
Among the gods, his evaluation has already fallen to an unknown extent. Even if he kills Yang Ji, he may not be able to avoid severe punishment within the church afterwards.
This is a huge failure of responsibility!
And all of this was caused by Yang Ji!
The void was silent, and thousands of murderous eyes looked at Yang Ji from all directions. Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
"Hahaha……"
Yang Ji looked around and suddenly laughed:
"What? Do you think you will win?"
"Hmph! Do you think you can get out of here alive?"
The three people looked at Yang Ji with cold eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person. In the eyes of the three people, Yang Ji's move was simply an act of madness, knowing that he would die.
"Hey! Do you think having more people is useful? Wheel fighting is not something only you can do. Since you want to fight in this way, then I will grant your wish. Let's see who wins in the end!"
Yang Ji sneered, and with a thought in his mind, he instantly communicated with the bee swarm he controlled above Jiutian:
"Everyone, come down here! Attack!"
"Huh, it's already this time and you're still talking nonsense..., no! Be careful!"
Among the three of them, Da Wuzong, who was filled with evil spirits, sneered sinisterly and was about to ridicule Yang Ji when suddenly he seemed to feel something and his expression suddenly changed.
Yang Ji's swarm arrived much faster than everyone imagined. On the clouds, in mid-air, around the house, in the tree canopy... hundreds of venomous giant bees swarmed in in an instant.
Their hard, metal-like bodies, streamlined shapes, and several hard and powerful bee wings on their backs make them extremely fast.
The distance of tens or hundreds of feet could not stop them at all.
"ah!"
In an instant, screams continued, and the cult masters outside the house were the first to suffer. Their strength was the lowest, so they died the fastest. In a short period of time, at least thirty or forty warriors were killed by the swarm.
Warriors who did not reach the Wuzong realm were even directly passed by the swarm of bees, leaving a bloody hole in their body as big as a person's fist, and died in a miserable state.
"Stop them!"
The three eighth-level martial arts masters were the first to react. Their dantians shook, a roar of steel erupted, and the sound of the furnace resounded through the clouds. Their bodies were covered in blood, just like the rhythm of the "Blood Qi Wolf Smoke" attack.
The blood energy of the eighth major martial arts sect is unreachable, extremely far away, and extremely powerful. Against Yang Ji's poisonous swarm, the eighth major martial arts master's killing efficiency is much higher than that of other warriors.
"Hmph! What a beautiful thought!"
How could Yang Ji let them get their reward? The eight-armed demon god stood like a giant, and the weapons in his eight-handed bronze arms roared and vibrated, emitting a roar like a landslide and tsunami.
"boom!"
In just an instant, Yang Ji suddenly took action, activating all his weapons and using the two magic weapons, the Mysterious Pearl and the Hand of Death, to transform into an eight-armed bronze storm and actively attack the eight people.
Yang Ji's strength is slightly insufficient to deal with three people, but it is more than enough to deal with one person and two people. Although his strength is not enough, Yang Ji will never let them take advantage of it at this time.
"ah!"
Screams continued, and the dense crowd around the three people was in chaos. Many people were forced to run wild by the swarm, and some people tried to attack the swarm, but their blood energy bombarded these metallic life-like swarms, which was completely useless.
, which only caused them to do somersaults in the air, and soon attacked again.
"You stop him and I'll deal with these swarms!"
The disheveled "Zong" screamed, his body swayed, and while the other two were holding Yang Ji down, he violently escaped from the battle group.
"Boom!"
The earth shook, and a bright red light was as powerful as a pillar. It burst out fiercely and instantly penetrated the dark night sky.
In the night, the red fist energy penetrated into the sky like a straight pillar of smoke, which was extremely eye-catching from a distance.
"Bang bang bang!"
Several highly venomous giant bees were hit by the "bloody smoke" and exploded into crumbs, as fine as rain. The effect of the disheveled "His Majesty's" blow was far from as good as expected.
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