Behind him, more Wuzong-level barbarian masters emerged.
In terms of the strength of his power, the power of the Poisonous Python Barbarian Lord is much more powerful than that of the Savage General.
"His!"
For a moment, there were sounds of gasping for air behind Yang Ji on the deck. On the side of the Han Dynasty, including Yang Ji, there were only four eighth-level martial arts sects.
But what appeared on the opposite side was a ninth-level barbarian, eight eighth-level martial sects, and who knows how many martial sects! This kind of lineup has far exceeded the side of Cangxu City, not to mention the vastness in the billowing smoke and dust.
Damn, there are countless barbarian warriors riding ferocious beasts.
These are the real elites of the wilderness, completely incomparable to the four vanguards!
The reinforcements invited by the three vanguards of Wu, Lu, and He are incredibly powerful.
"Brother Yang, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be kind this time."
Sima Shaozhen secretly buttoned the "Blood Scythe" in his sleeve, took a deep breath and said. He did not immediately order a retreat. The opponent had a huge air cavalry legion, and at the same time, the barbarian warriors on the ground were also riding.
Fierce, ferocious beasts serve as mounts.
In a place like the primitive jungle, the barbarians are far more familiar with the terrain than their own side, and they are much faster.
If we rashly order a retreat now, I am afraid there will be heavy casualties in the future. Sima Shaozhen has been immersed in the battlefield with his family for many years, and this is very clear, so he did not make the same mistakes as the four pioneers.
This trip to Cangxu City to support Yang Ji, and to fight to such an extent was beyond his imagination.
Wu Zun rarely appears in battles of this level. Once he appears, it means a large-scale war. No matter what the final result of this battle is, it may be difficult to restore peace among the border areas.
"Don't worry, things haven't turned out as you thought!"
Yang Ji said calmly, with a calm expression:
"Give me a giant eagle, and leave the barbarian warrior to me, and you don't need to worry about the rest."
As soon as these words came out, the heavy pressure on the floating battleship immediately eased a lot. There is a huge gap between the eighth-level martial arts master and the ninth-level martial master. Although it is a bit unbelievable, at this time, everyone would rather believe that Yang Ji can really block that mountain-like figure.
Such a desperate barbarian warrior.
"Give him my Snow Eagle. Yang Ji, please do everything else. The others follow my orders and prepare for the battle!"
Sima Shaozhen said loudly.
Yang Ji took over the ninth-level Barbarian Lord, and there were still eight Barbarian Great Wuzongs left. Although the number was much more than his own, as long as he was careful and cautious, he could still deal with it.
"Boom!"
Just when the nearly ten thousand cavalrymen of the entire Han Dynasty began to give up the pursuit and shrink inward, the new barbarian reinforcements that appeared in the distance were also not idle.
"It's actually this kid!"
On the huge wild thunderbird, the poisonous python Manzun's pupils shrank, and he stared at the opposite side with a sinister gaze. Almost at the first moment, he recognized who was blocking his attack on the opposite side.
For those who have reached his level of cultivation, photographic memory is a basic ability.
"This kid pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. How can he be so strong?"
The pupils of the Poisonous Python Manzun shrank, and a gloomy light flashed in his eyes. Yang Ji was obviously different from the way he looked when he saw him in the void.
From the perspective of Poison Python Barbarian, he never believed that a person could undergo such earth-shaking changes in a short period of time. He tended to think that Yang Ji had hidden his own strength.
"You guys are going to kill all the masters of the Han Dynasty and destroy those three floating battleships. People from the Han Dynasty actually dare to break the taboo and let the floating battleships appear here. Don't even think about going back. Go ahead!"
The poisonous python barbarian waved his hand and said.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After receiving the order, the eight barbarian great warriors drove the eight wild strange birds to scatter suddenly, then their wings vibrated and they flew away like shuttles.
"Quack!"
The huge wild thunderbird made a strange sound, like a baby's cry, and the poisonous python drove the wild thunderbird to fly away.
On the other side, Yang Ji also took Sima Shaozhen's car. This was a snow eagle that was two people tall, all white, without a single hair.
Keng!
A beam of colorful rainbow light rushed up from the top of Yang Ji's head. The rainbow light spread out and divided into fan shapes, revealing the shadows of countless flying swords. Looking carefully, this time, what appeared above Yang Ji's head was no longer eighteen.
The sword is thirty-six swords that are as bright as rain.
Yang Ji broke through to the eighth level of martial arts, and already had the ability to practice a higher level of "Sword Code". After reaching this level, the number of swords controlled by Yang Ji skyrocketed from eighteen to thirty-six.
Reached the level of "Sword Master".
In the ancient times, the prosperous period of swordsmanship, "swordsman" was equivalent to the first-level registered disciple, and "swordsman" was the realm before Yang Ji, equivalent to formal ordinary disciples.
If you reach the level of "Sword Master" and become a valued disciple of the Kendo sect, you can join the inner sect. In the Kendo sect, these disciples can not only learn more advanced martial arts in the sect, but also teach part-time in normal times.
The other ordinary disciples are the teachers of the "Sword Master".
This is the origin of "Sword Master".
Their cultivation level has reached the point where they can teach others and help others solve their problems.
In ancient times, martial arts was a prosperous age, so the requirements for disciples were much higher than today. Yang Ji's cultivation was a disciple valued by the sect even in ancient times. At least now, he has few opponents.
In addition to the flying swords that Yang Ji had used before, the thirty-six heavy swords also included swords of the ninth level of martial arts and martial master level swords! The thirty-six swords unfolded, shining brightly in the world, like a sword rising in the sun.
"Let's go!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he stared at the poisonous python Manzun in the distance. He patted the snow eagle's head with his right hand, and the strange creature in the eagle immediately soared into the sky with a shrill cry.
At the same time as the snow eagle flew out, Yang Ji also released two "poisonous hornets". The two millstone-sized hornets flapped their wings and flew away quickly.
The two poisonous hornets have combat power close to the eighth level of martial arts. With their help, Sima Shaozhen and the others will be under a lot less pressure. As for the rest, it is not his business.
"call!"
The wind roared on both sides, Yang Ji and Poisonous Python Manzun were galloping at lightning speed, one riding a snow eagle, the other riding a wild thunderbird, the distance between the two sides kept getting closer.
Both of them felt a strong fighting spirit and murderous intention from the other. There was no doubt that both of them regarded the other as the biggest opponent in this war.
As long as the opponent is eliminated, the battle is basically half over.
"The eighth level of martial arts is full of energy. With my current level, the opponents of the eighth level of martial arts are no longer my match. Let me see how powerful the ninth level of martial arts master is. Let's see how familiar we are.
What kind of gap is there!"
The flames of war were raging in Yang Ji's eyes, and he showed no signs of timidity.
Having reached his level, he is invincible among the eighth level of martial arts. Wu, He, and Lu are no match for him together, and separately, they are beaten by him one by one, like killing chickens.
Although Yang Ji is still a great martial arts master, his strength level has jumped beyond the eighth level of martial arts. Only the ninth level of martial arts can rival him.
"Hey, hey, boy, if you meet me, you are asking for your own death!"
In mid-air, the wild thunderbird was flying like lightning, and the poisonous python on its back was licking its lips, with a cruel smile in its eyes. Looking at Yang Ji opposite, he knew everything.
This military attaché of the Han Dynasty wanted to have a one-on-one duel with him, but would he give him such a chance?
Six hundred feet, five hundred feet, four hundred feet, three hundred feet...
Boom!
Just when the distance between the two sides was less than 300 feet, before Yang Ji could get closer, there was a boom, and the purple light between the sky and the earth surged. The poisonous python Manzun shook his right hand, and a majestic purple light beam was as fast as lightning, passing through it in an instant.
The layers of space quickly blasted towards Yang Ji on the opposite side.
boom!
At the moment when Yang Ji jumped up to dodge, there was a boom, a flash of light, and the snow eagle under Yang Ji's seat let out a mournful cry, split into pieces, and was crushed into powder.
Shooting the man first, shooting the horse, and capturing the king first. Seeing that Yang Ji's horse was killed, the Poison Python Barbarian was very proud, with a sinister look in his eyes.
With his status as a barbarian, how could he really fight naked against someone? This place is thousands of feet above the ground. If he fell from here, even if he didn't die, he would probably be seriously injured, right?
However, the smile on the Venomous Python Manzun's face quickly condensed.
Roar, in the sight of the Poisonous Python Manzun, a huge shadow spread its wings and suddenly caught Yang Ji. Yang Ji hung upside down with his head and feet. The moment the Poisonous Python Manzun took action,
The "bloody wolf smoke" that summoned the eighth major martial arts master level also shot out of his palm.
"Boom!"
There was a flash of purple light, and a blinding purple sun burst out in the air. Before the Poisonous Python Barbarian could react, a powerful purple energy shot out, carrying majestic destructive power.
"Damn it!"
The Poisonous Python Barbarian cursed loudly, and in the flash of lightning, he only had time to cross his arms and cross his body, and then he was hit by the majestic purple light.
Boom, the energy dispersed. Just as the Poisonous Python Barbarian blocked Yang Ji's powerful and heavy move, he heard a scream from underneath him. Although the Poisonous Python Barbarian blocked Yang Ji's attack, the wild thunderbird
But it could withstand Yang Ji's level of power.
Yang Ji's power passed through the poisonous python Barbarian Master and directly shocked the body of this wild thunderbird. Its body surface was fine, but the bones and internal organs in its body had long since been shattered into powder.
The Wild Thunderbird has strong muscles and bones, which is absolutely extraordinary, but it can never block the impact of this kind of martial master-level power!
Seeing his beloved pet falling down with broken bones and tendons, the Venomous Python Barbarian looked extremely ugly. His strength had reached the eighth level of martial arts, and with the skill of Blood Qi Wolf Smoke, he could hit it with one move no matter how far away it was.
But similarly, the opponent can also use this trick against him.
This is what the Venomous Python Barbarian dislikes the most!
"boom!"
Before the Wild Thunderbird fell, the Poisonous Python Manzun only had time to do one thing. Bang, he stepped hard on the body of the Wild Thunderbird with his right foot. The next moment, the void shook, and the Poisonous Python Manzun was like a cannonball.
He rushed towards Yang Ji who was not far away.
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