The biggest weakness of the poisonous bee swarm is that it cannot defend against the Eighth Level Grand Martial Arts Master. In the face of the Eighth Level Martial Arts Master's characteristic attack "Blood Gas Smoke", it is useless no matter how high it flies, as it will die in one kill.
When he was scouting the top powerhouses in Taiyuan City, Yang Ji had already experienced that those eighth-level Grand Martial Sects and ninth-level Martial Masters could kill them all accurately.
The venomous giant bee's outer shell is comparable to metal, and is as brittle as tofu dregs in front of the eighth-level Grand Martial Sect.
Yang Ji knew this weakness very well, so in order to avoid being too concentrated and being wiped out by these eight major martial arts sects, he had dispersed all the swarms long ago.
Although Pi Tou San's "Zong" was powerful, this punch was very effective, but he only killed three or four of them. This was the result of him specifically looking at the most densely populated areas of the bee swarms and blasting them there.
"Hahaha, it's useless! If you like to kill, then go ahead and kill!"
Yang Ji glanced at it and laughed. Taking this opportunity, Yang Ji transported the Eight-Armed Demon God like a flexible mad beast and bombarded the other two evil and barbarian eight-level martial arts sects indiscriminately.
Almost vomiting blood!
"Buzz!"
Taking advantage of this moment, hundreds of poisonous bees swarmed in. The densely packed figures around Yang Ji suffered heavy casualties in an instant, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
This is no longer the three major eight major martial arts sects gathering hundreds of people to jointly deal with Yang Ji, but Yang Ji uniting hundreds of swarms to deal with them.
Moreover, the killing efficiency of the swarm is much more powerful than theirs. More than 200 poisonous giant bees are more than 200 sharp seventh-grade swords!
In Cangxu City, no one can resist this killing weapon.
Not only that, when dealing with those small minions, Yang Ji also used two secret weapons to deal with the eighth major martial arts sect.
"laugh!"
Like two of the sharpest swords slicing through the void, two "venomous hornets" fell from the sky, drawing a huge arc in the air. Almost in an instant, they cut through the void, directly connecting the two giant bees.
The backstory of the Eight Great Martial Sects.
"What is this?"
The disheveled "His Majesty" was shocked. He was well-informed, but he had never seen such a creature. It looked like a bee, was completely black, but was the size of a millstone. Moreover, it had an unbelievable number of compound eyes and wings.
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That dark, dim, non-reflective body makes people feel frightened and chill in their hearts just by looking at it.
"Boom!"
It was too late, but it was too soon. The disheveled "Zong" and the barbarian-mixed Great Wuzong had no time to burst out their respective blood energy, blasting out punches and palms. The next moment, the two "poisonous hornets" were shot through
Passed through a lot of space, and violently crashed into the blood of the two people
Rumble!
Objects of strength and power, the two great martial arts masters felt as if two heavy mountains were hitting each other from the sky. The power of the two "poisonous hornets" was incredible, and more importantly, they actually had a certain amount of damage.
The power of Gang.
The power of the two great martial arts masters was far from being as powerful as imagined in destroying and injuring them.
"No, this thing is poisonous!"
The disheveled "His Majesty" suddenly had his eyelids twitching wildly, and a huge fear surged in his heart. Right in front of him, although the strange bee the size of a millstone was repelled by him with all his strength, it suddenly sprayed out jets of water.
black smoky poisonous smog.
The black smoke and poisonous mist are not ordinary light smoke, but particles that look like metal. They are suspended in the air, giving people a heavy and high-quality feeling.
Relying on his intuition, "His Holiness" felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart.
"Plop!"
There was a heavy sound, like a piece of wood falling to the ground. Beside the disheveled Zongzong, the barbarian-mixed eighth-level martial sect came first and fell to the ground with a thud, his face turned black.
The "His Majesty's" reaction was faster. He held his breath almost as soon as he realized something was wrong. But it was of no use. The poisonous gas emitted by the "Poison Bee" contained several kinds of poisons.
Including centipedes, scorpions, spiders, snakes, and venomous wasps, and even the venom of Yang Ji's pet king snake "Xiao Ji".
This is what the "Queen Bee" specially asked for from Xiao Ji when she was making two "poisonous hornets". The venom of the Crowned King Snake is extremely venomous. Even the Martial Saint can be poisoned to death.
Xiaoji has reached the level of the seventh level of martial arts. Although it is difficult to deal with the ninth level of "blood energy rising" Wu Zun. But for the eighth level of martial arts, it is already untouchable for the great martial arts master.
The minds of the barbarians are far less delicate and astute than those of the Han Dynasty, and they have no research on this kind of poison. Their reactions are always slower than those of people like "Zong He".
It's strange that after taking so many puffs of such a highly poisonous thing without any preparation, it wouldn't fall down.
Although "His Holiness" reacted quickly, the poisonous mist still penetrated through his skin and penetrated into his body. His scalp was numb, his body was weak, he was dizzy, and he could hardly even stand.
"No, this guy is a master of poison. This poison is too powerful, we are no match for him!"
"His Holiness" was frightened and terrified.
After he was promoted to the eighth level martial arts sect, he was almost invulnerable to all poisons. He could drink ordinary poisons and eat them as food. The effect of those highly poisonous things on him would also be greatly weakened, from highly poisonous to weak, to weak.
within the acceptable range.
But it was unheard of for him to have such a serious poisoning effect after just touching a little of the strange pet that Yang Ji raised.
The reason why the Barbarian Great Wuzong was recruited also played a huge role.
"It is never too late for a gentleman to seek revenge after ten years. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. It is better to seek revenge from this boy someday!"
The "His Majesty" knew that the situation was over, and only the three of them could fight against Yang Ji by joining forces. Now that one person was dead, just the two of them, plus Yang Ji's many poisonous bees, they were no longer opponents at all.
"Humph, we've already reached this point and you still want to escape. If I really let you escape, then I won't have to be the guard anymore!"
Yang Ji's eyes were as bright as fire, and as soon as the two men's bodies moved, he knew what they were paying attention to.
"Boom!"
Yang Ji destroyed the "Wind Attribute Falun" in the hand of the eight-armed demon god, and used the "Ancient Yu Steps" under his feet. Bang bang bang, he chased cicadas with eight steps. In his right hand, he held a bronze blood magic weapon "Magma Crocodile", which was like a big handle.
Like a hammer, he caught up and knocked the disheveled "His Majesty" to the ground first.
The disheveled "Zong" was no match for Yang Ji even when he was at his peak, let alone now that he was poisoned. When he was hit by Yang Ji, his body-protecting aura cracked, and his whole mind seemed to be smashed into a
He stood like a rock and fainted, his face extremely purple.
The remaining eighth-level martial arts master from the evil path looked pale, said nothing, and ran away faster. In terms of acting according to the opportunity, the skills he had honed in the evil path were much better than that of that sect.
When the disheveled emperor was knocked down, he had already slipped out dozens of feet away!
There were so many people in the house, and he didn't even give a warning.
"Hey! There is such a person!"
Yang Ji looked up and was amused. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately ran away. This man's ability was something Yang Ji had only seen in his life. Even Yang Ji himself could not catch up in this aspect.
But if we just let him slip away like this, it will be in vain that Yang Ji has been preparing for so long.
Bang bang bang!
Outside the house, Yang Ji stayed outside to raid the formation. Several poisonous giant bees, ready to respond at any time, were as fast as meteors. With suicidal momentum, they hit the evil great martial arts master from three directions.
Just hearing a loud bang, bang, bang, in front of the huge power of the eighth great martial arts, several poisonous giant bees were exploded into powder without any accident, but the face of this evil great martial arts master was already pale and bloodless.
Behind him, Yang Ji transformed into an eight-armed demon and had already used this moment's delay to rush over.
The battle ended faster than expected. Without the support of the other two, the evil eighth-level martial artist Zong Xun was knocked to the ground by Yang Ji, and followed in the footsteps of that "Zong".
What's left is a one-sided "massacre"!
More than two hundred evil spirit believers were harvested like wheat straw under the attack of more than two hundred poisonous giant bees and poisonous mist!
The rest is a torture process!
In the archery tower hall in the southeast corner, when Yang Ji stepped in from the outside, Zhang Qi's face instantly turned pale, as if he had collapsed.
"You finally came!"
Zhang Qi said. This sentence was ordinary, but it seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body.
He was sitting upright in a red sandalwood chair above the hall, and below him were densely packed Han soldiers holding halberds and wearing armor. The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and silent, no one moved, just like clay sculptures or wood carvings.
"Looks like you already know what's going on!"
Yang Ji's expression was cold. He glanced left and right, then strode in:
"Why, aren't you going to make some quibbles?"
Yang Ji stared at Zhang Qi above the hall, as if looking at a dead person.
"If you didn't show up here tonight, and if our meeting would last until tomorrow at the guard's mansion, then I would definitely make a few quibbles. But now, it's obviously meaningless."
Zhang Qi looked at Yang Ji and smiled bitterly.
The fact that Yang Ji can find this place is enough to explain the problem. Zhang Qi has to admit that he underestimated him, and underestimated him far.
"Why don't you run away?"
Yang Ji lowered his face and said coldly:
"There should be enough time, and you are the captain of Cangxu City and control a city gate by yourself. The city wall shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"
"The guard was too worried and overestimated my abilities."
Zhang Qi's face became even more bitter. He rarely used honorifics when he saw Yang Ji in the governor's mansion, but now, he uses respect:
"If the opponent were someone else, I might really give it a try. But if the opponent is you, there is no point. There are so many masters in that house and no one can escape. Not even the Eighth Level Great Martial Sect
If I can't do it, how can I be so virtuous and capable as to think I can escape?"
(To be continued.)
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