After a period of recuperation, the Black Sword Sect's senior brother Chen Zhu finally recovered, and a "bobo" breath flowed through his body like a tide.
"Then it's up to you!"
Yang Ji said calmly, as if he already knew that Chen Zhu had recovered.
"Let me help you!"
Tan Yuanzhuan also spoke. The Tongyi Sect finally showed goodwill at this time. Once the team is blocked, the Tongyi Sect will inevitably die.
"Um."
Chen Zhu nodded, and the next moment, with a roar, he rose up from the horseback like a dark dragon. The wind whistled in the air, and the dragon's passionate voice could be faintly heard.
boom!
Almost at the same time, golden light flashed, and Tan Yuanzhuan spread his hands, like a golden bolt of lightning shooting out of the air. Although he took action later than Chen Zhu, his speed was actually faster than Chen Zhu, and he passed Chen Zhu in the blink of an eye and rushed forward.
"kill!--"
Amidst the shocking shouts of killing, countless third-level and fourth-level martial arts masters from the Tianyin Sect, black-robed Lie Xie, leaped high from the surrounding crowd and pounced towards them.
That Dao Senhan gaze was still extremely bright even in the dim sky and earth.
"Boom!"
Tan Yuanzhuan's golden light flashed, and the overwhelming red blood energy swept away like a wave, wrapping up all the third-level and fourth-level martial arts masters from all directions and pulling them over.
And at this moment, Chen Zhu passed over Tan Yuanzhuan like a bolt of lightning, and pounced on the "Little Zhou Tian" strongman of the Tianyin Sect like a hawk.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times. Under the dim sky, the eyes of Chen Zhu and the strong man from Tianyin Sect "Little Zhou Tian" were as piercing as stars.
boom!
The ground shook, a dark shadow flashed, and the "Little Zhou Tian" strongman from the Tianyin Sect rose up from the ground like a dark storm and rushed towards Chen Zhu.
"Hey!——"
With a strange roar, the dark blood energy of the strong man from the Tianyin Sect gathered together and turned into a huge black monster, which pecked at Chen Zhu fiercely with its sharp beak.
"kill!--"
At the same time, Tianyin cultists from all directions rushed in like a tidal wave.
At this moment, Yang Ji leaned over to fish it out, pulled out a long arrow from the quiver on the horse's belly, put it into his sleeve, rubbed it on "Xiao Ji"'s fangs, then fired the bow and arrow, and aimed
Aiming ahead. His expression was extremely calm.
There was endless fighting all around, with shouts of killing, explosions, and the sound of swords and guns. However, Yang Ji felt calm in his heart. Everything around him was reflected in his mind, and Chen Zhu and the Tianyin Sect "Little Zhou Tian" were strong
His movements were even slower by countless times.
"Boom!"
At the moment when Chen Zhu and the strong man from the Tianyin Sect "Little Zhou Tian" collided violently, Yang Ji suddenly loosened his fingers, and there was a boom, and a streak of blood and lightning flashed through the void in an instant, covering his ears with lightning speed.
With such speed, he shot towards the ribs of the strong "Little Zhou Tian".
"call!"
Feeling the threat of this arrow, the strong man "Little Zhou Tian" felt a chill in his heart. He smacked it with his palm almost without thinking. Then he swatted it with all his strength, but it was all gone. Yang Ji's arrow
As if there was life, it passed under his elbow inconceivably, with a snatching sound, it shot under his ribs and penetrated into his flesh and blood.
A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the strong man from Tianyin Sect, as if he did not expect that he would not block Yang Ji's arrow. Just as he was about to intercept Chen Zhu, his vision suddenly went dark, his body shook, and he fell down.
like a statue.
"this--"
Chen Zhu was shocked. He was expecting a tough fight, but he didn't expect to stand up after falling. Looking carefully, he saw that his body was black and motionless, and he had been poisoned to death.
His eyes were wide open and his face was full of shock, as if he died so easily.
"Toxic!"
Chen Zhu took a deep breath. Then he looked back at Yang Ji who was riding a horse in the crowd, his eyes full of shock.
A master of the fifth level of martial arts has strong blood energy, and ordinary poisonous gas can be directly forcibly expelled from the body. The master of the Tianyin Sect only had his skin punctured by Yang Ji, and he died immediately after seeing some blood.
What kind of overbearing poisonous energy is this?
"kill!--"
Yang Ji didn't say much. With a wave of his arm, more than a hundred imperial elites immediately rushed over the corpse of the Tianyin Sect master and galloped away.
"Brother Chen, you did a great job!"
When a disciple of the sect passed by Chen Zhu, he sincerely praised him, saying that he actually gave Chen Zhu the credit for killing this strong man from the Tianyin Sect.
The battlefield was foggy and in the middle of a melee. Many people did not see the real situation and only thought it was Chen Zhu's contribution.
Chen Zhu did not deny it, just sighed and jumped back on the horse.
"Fortunately, we are not enemies!"
Looking at Yang Ji's back, Chen Zhu quickly followed.
After killing a strong man named "Little Zhou Tian" who was at the fifth level of martial arts, everyone's pressure was greatly reduced. They rushed through the Tianyin Sect, killing everyone, and finally made it back to the group.
Yang Ji stood on the horse and looked around. In the mist, he saw elite cavalry from the imperial court everywhere. Those who survived were all elites, and their strength was almost the best in a hundred.
Bang bang bang!
The mist shook, and bursts of sounds came from his ears. The battle was still going on. But Yang Ji looked around and saw that almost all the people in the imperial court were in an advantageous position.
A rough count shows that there are at least eight or nine hundred people left.
"Fortunately, there are still eight to nine hundred people, so there is hope for a breakout. Otherwise, there is absolutely no way out."
Yang Ji was overjoyed.
As long as the people and horses of the imperial court are gathered in groups, they cannot be simply counted by quantity. This is something that Tianyin Sect cannot match in any case.
"Whose subordinates are you?"
The appearance of Yang Ji and others quickly attracted everyone's attention, and a man who looked like a captain rode up on horseback.
"it's me."
Wang Xian responded and immediately went up.
Yang Ji nodded and allowed Wang Xian to negotiate with the captain. After the large forces gathered together, everyone basically had no problems in a short period of time.
"Go and see how the generals are doing."
With a shout from Yang Ji's mouth, he immediately galloped forward on his horse. Through the heavy fog, at the forefront of the battle, Yang Ji finally saw "Yi Xiantian" and others.
In front of the army, six figures were seen lined up, like six suns cast down into the world, standing across the earth, fighting fiercely with the six senior leaders of the Tianyin Sect.
Flames billowed from their bodies, and the fiery blood rose dozens of feet high. They were burning like flames.
Even before Yang Ji got close, he could feel the terrifying power of the sun, as if it could even evaporate blood.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath, and a shocked look flashed in his eyes: "What a terrifying strength!"
This was the first time that Yang Ji saw the "generals" of the imperial court in full power. No one could get close within fifty feet, which was almost equivalent to a sea of fire.
The billowing mist was heated up and became much lighter.
In Taotian's "Yang Fu Flame", the resolute faces of Yi Xiantian, General Qingchuan, General Pingye, General Tailing, and General Wenluan are clearly visible as if they were carved in stone.
Besides the five people, Yang Ji suddenly saw a figure.
"Where does this... woman come from?"
Yang Ji looked at the sixth figure in surprise. She had a slender body and was covered with silk ribbons, but when she waved her hand, there was a black energy that shot into the sky, forcing the masters of the Tianyin Sect to retreat step by step. Her strength was even stronger than
Ling Lingyin stood above several other court generals.
"Who is this person?"
Thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind.
Women were not allowed in the imperial court, and during the rapid march, Yang Ji had no memory of a woman appearing in the team. So where did this woman come from?
"laugh!"
A soft sound came from his ears. Yang Ji didn't even think about it. With a buzz, the long sword on his back was unsheathed, drew an arc in the air, and stabbed into the body of a Tianyin cultist who had sneaked over like lightning.
"Hehehe, Yi Xiantian, you can't escape!"
Yang Ji was about to pull out his sword when suddenly he heard a gloomy sound. Yang Ji felt a chill in his heart and immediately listened carefully.
"The entire valley is now shrouded in the Great Zhoutian Darkness Array. Whether it's your people or ours, every death of one of your people will strengthen the power of the array and make the evil spirits stronger!"
"Great Zhoutian Dark Manta Array?"
Yang Ji's heart froze, and he immediately thought of the formation covering the earth like a pot lid. He only heard bursts of angry laughter:
"It's ridiculous! A bunch of arrogant people! Do you really think that you can create a god like this? That's just a delusion! No matter how big your conspiracy is today, it will only bring about a devastating blow from the court in the end!"
This was the angry shout of General Wen Luan. A halberd-shaped weapon in his hand weighed a thousand kilograms. It whirled in his hand, vaguely showing the shape of a mountain. It was extremely heavy.
The senior leaders of the Tianyin Sect who were fighting against him were repeatedly forced back by his powerful attacks.
"Haha..., are you arrogant? If you knew the origin of this skeleton, you wouldn't think so. The Han Dynasty only existed for a few thousand years, but it has existed for countless centuries. When we collect enough bones and blood, we will succeed.
When a new evil god is born, you will know that the so-called imperial court is completely vulnerable to us!"
The gloomy voice said. His body was suspended in the air, erratic, with countless crows flying around, constantly changing directions, trying to find Yi Xiantian's flaws and rush in.
"That's it!"
Seeing the crows, Yang Ji's eyes froze, and he immediately recognized them. This man was the man who commanded countless crows to attack everyone not long ago.
This is the first time Yang Ji has seen his truth. He is wearing a black robe, and his body is covered with huge bird-like feathers. Wisps of black energy are constantly floating out of him, and the attraction of the earth seems to be
It has no effect on him.
"Ridiculous!"
Facing the "declaration" of the deputy leader of the Tianyin Sect, all Yi Xiantian could say was a cold sentence. Thick flames kept pouring out of his fists, feet and limbs.
The most powerful "Yang Fu Fire" enveloped his whole body, forcing the crows around him to croak and scream strangely, and they could only keep circling, not daring to rush in at all.