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Without support, if you fall from a height of more than 60 feet, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die. As for the plan to deal with evil spirits, that is completely impossible.
But there is no help at all in the void, and even if Yang Ji has great abilities, he will not be able to use them.
"Whoosh!"
The bowstring vibrated, and a long arrow swayed with bloody light, soaring upward like a star, heading straight for Yang Ji.
Bows and arrows are extremely thin and difficult to rely on. And if you don't do it right, you may end up being self-defeating and get injured by the bow and arrow.
But at this time, Yang Ji had no choice.
"Well done!"
In the flash of light and stone, Yang Ji took a deep breath, moved his sleeves back, and at the same time stepped towards the empty space in front of him.
laugh!
It was too late, but it was soon. There was a flash of fire in the void, and a long arrow like a burning flame passed through the space and instantly appeared at the bottom of Yang Ji's boots.
Yang Ji stood on his tiptoes and stepped hard. Hearing a bang, the whole long arrow immediately fell apart under the huge force, and countless shavings of foam were sprinkled down. Yang Ji did a somersault and flew forward like a flying swallow.
The fiery red mist was billowing in front of my eyes, and the huge skeleton quickly grew in size in my eyes, like an active volcano.
The moment he hit the evil spirit's skeleton, Yang Ji turned upside down and stabbed suddenly with the long sword in his hand. There was only a ding sound, as if it had hit hard metal.
The red light hit his face, and a powerful counter-shock force emitted from the evil spirit's body. Yang Ji took advantage of the counter-shock force on the long sword one step ahead and continued to move upward.
"call!"
Chen Zhu, Luo Yong, Song Li and others all breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what everyone's true thoughts were, at least no one wanted him to die at this moment.
"What an amazing archery skill. Fortunately, he made use of this arrow in time!"
Thinking of the dangerous situation just now, everyone was secretly afraid. Looking back, they saw Li Chen slowly taking back the bow and arrow in his hand.
His expression was calm, as if he had just done an insignificant thing. On the contrary, it made it difficult for everyone to say anything.
At that moment, if Li Chen hadn't taken action, Yang Ji might have fallen down. This was not just as simple as shooting an arrow, but required keen reactions and profound predictions.
These are definitely not something ordinary people can do. Even Chen Zhu and others were secretly shocked by the abilities Li Chen showed.
"That's all I can do to help him. The rest is up to him."
Li Chen squinted his eyes and calmly looked at the black spot formed by Yang Ji above the thick fog.
Everyone was silent. Li Chen was right. Yang Ji had already risen to an altitude of seventy feet. As he went higher, he was affected by the thick fog, which greatly affected his accuracy. The help that everyone could provide was minimal.
Moreover, at such a long distance, the power of any thrown object will be greatly reduced. It will no longer have the same effect as it did at first.
"Whether you can succeed or not, the rest depends on you."
On the ground, Chen Zhu, Luo Yong, and Song Li looked at the sky and said secretly. Although they had different origins and different positions, everyone had the same thought in their hearts at this moment.
"kill!--"
The Tianyin Sect from all directions swept in again, and this time there seemed to be more people. Li Chen raised his head and glanced at the sky. Above the thick fog, Yang Ji's figure had completely disappeared.
"boom!"
Everything you see is surging red light, jumping like fire. Only by being close to the "evil spirit" can you feel how majestic and huge its body is.
Compared to that huge body, Yang Ji is like an ant walking on the rolling hills.
Yang Ji's actions did not attract the attention of the "evil spirits", but after crossing the initial height of seventy feet, he faced a more dangerous situation.
——Energy roars in the body of evil spirits, and this destructive energy is everywhere. Without the help of everyone, Yang Ji is like walking inside an active volcano. Any small mistake may lead to ultimate disaster.
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"Keng!"
Yang Ji used the skill of "Immortal Carrying Swords", and the four swords were unsheathed, turning into silver flashes of light and passing through the void. He moved forward.
Every time he borrowed the force, a "Silver Spring Sword" fell. Yang Ji's feet did not touch the ground, and he flew along the heights of the rugged bones like the evil spirits mountain range.
It is not easy to use force, it requires extremely high calculations.
Yang Ji knew deeply that as long as his feet touched the ground, he would face the fate of failure. Compared with the majestic energy like a volcano in the evil spirit's body, his own strength was too humble.
"That light force is even stronger!"
Yang Ji looked "ahead" and a thought flashed through his mind.
While on the ground, Yang Ji could only use the power of "Chen Zhu" to feel the light power in the evil spirit's body that was connected with "Wen Sheng's pen and ink".
But here, this weak light suddenly became much stronger, and Yang Ji could clearly feel it without any help from anyone.
In Yang Ji's perception, this bright and awe-inspiring aura was like a dazzling sun. Not only that, Yang Ji even felt that the "Literary Saint's Pen and Ink" given to him by the historian in his arms became hot, as if
I had a strong connection with that ball of light.
Yang Ji became very excited and immediately accelerated towards the head of the evil spirit.
Four of the five "Guquan Swords" on Yang Ji's body have been used up, and only the last one is left. And Yang Ji has also seen the huge and terrifying head of the evil spirit.
Now there is only the last "journey" left...
"It's a last ditch effort."
Yang Ji raised his head and looked up. The smooth neck muscles of the evil spirit were connected to a huge head of a mountain. In the huge eye sockets, the two people looked forward with bonfire-like flames.
Only after passing the last distance can Yang Ji get into the mouth of the evil spirit. This is the last step, but it is by no means as easy as imagined.
More importantly, Yang Ji couldn't stay at all. Staying would mean death!
"Huh!"
Suddenly, a startled sound came.
"Deputy Leader Tianyin!"
In the flash of lightning, Yang Ji was also shocked when he saw clearly the direction from which the sound came.
Above the sky, a pair of lantern-like eyes suddenly noticed Yang Ji. The deputy leader of the Tianyin Sect turned into a huge crow and spread its black wings, suspended in the void, and suddenly noticed "Yang Ji" on the evil spirit's shoulder.
"How could anyone get here?"
The deputy leader of the Tianyin Sect was quite surprised. The height of more than eighty feet was definitely not low. Unless he was born as a spirit like it and was a bird, he would never be able to reach this position easily.
It also relied on its own innate ability to play with Yi Xiantian. But how did this human "warrior" come about who couldn't even get through "Little Zhou Tian"?
While he was surprised, Yang Ji happened to look over. Seeing the young face clearly, the deputy leader of Tianyin Sect was suddenly shocked and angry.
"Oh it's you!--"
The deputy leader of Tianyin Sect never expected that the human being who secretly arrived at the shoulder of the evil spirit was actually the court "warrior" who shot and killed a large number of his "Blood Crow clones".
"You brat, you're looking for death!"
In just a moment, the deputy leader of the Tianyin Sect understood Yang Ji's purpose, and his "new and old grudges" were immediately exposed.
"boom!"
The right wing flapped, and feathers about the size of a palm suddenly shot out like a torrential rain. These feathers flew several feet and immediately turned into clouds of black smoke. The black smoke was billowing, and what appeared again was
There are "blood crows" with powerful aura.
"Quack!"
With a shrill cry, the dense blood crows roared down like dark clouds and rushed toward Yang Ji.
"Not good! He discovered it!"
Yang Ji's heart sank slightly. There was no way to escape in the air. The deputy leader of Tianyin Sect attacked at this time and immediately hit his weak spot.
boom!
Without any time to think, Yang Ji threw the last Guquan Sword in his hand with a throw. He bent his body, stepped on the sword, and immediately flew out like an arrow from the string.
"Quack!"
There was a flash of black light, and the first crow roared over. Its eyes were sharp and its beak was cold. It was almost as sharp as a flying sword. If it pricked you, you would definitely die.
Yang Ji's figure twisted. The moment before the collision, he put his feet away and then stepped on Blood Crow's back with a thud.
Amidst the screams, Yang Ji used the power of this step to rise up into the air and do a somersault. He stepped on the second blood crow with his head and feet.
boom!
With the bloody light, a wave of strong energy suddenly erupted in Yang Ji's body. Just before hundreds of "blood crows" rushed over from behind, Yang Ji's body folded and ejected back. A flash of light just happened to sink into the evil spirit's open head.
middle.
"!!!"
The incident happened in a hurry, and the deputy leader of Tianyin Sect was shocked and stunned. He never expected that Yang Ji would take the initiative to rush into the evil spirit's mouth.
By the time he reacted, Yang Ji had disappeared.
"This madman!"
The deputy leader of Tianyin Sect looked shocked: "But it's okay, it just happens to avoid dirtying my hands."
The mouths of "evil spirits" are like lava and fire. If you get in there, you will die.
"call!"
Ignoring Yang Ji's life and death, the deputy leader of the Tianyin Sect took back the Blood Crow clone, folded its wings and fell downwards. Through the heavy mist, a beautiful woman in white could be seen looking up at him.
"We are both monsters, so why bother you..."
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Rumble!
As the two rows of huge mottled teeth behind him closed, Yang Ji seemed to have entered another world. His eyes were filled with darkness, and the torrent of evil power was surging and majestic, moving around like a tide.
Only when he actually entered the body of the evil spirit did Yang Ji realize how powerful this behemoth was. Unless the "Martial Saint" came, no one could deal with this evil spirit.
"Ruined!……"
Seeing his body losing control and hitting the wall of the cavity that contained the destructive power in the evil spirit's mouth, Yang Ji's eyes suddenly filled with despair.
"Buzz!"
At the critical moment, a sudden change occurred. A majestic light burst out from Yang Ji's arms, shining brightly in an instant, illuminating the entire darkness. And in the mouth of the evil spirit, the majestic darkness seemed to have encountered some nemesis and,
The tide generally recedes.
"This is?"
Yang Ji landed lightly on the ground, and the imagined death did not happen. Looking around, Yang Ji was shocked and confused.
The sandalwood box in my arms flew out at some point, the lid of the box was opened, and the fragments of the literary saint's pen and ink inside radiated a pure light that had never been seen before.
This light surrounded and protected Yang Ji.
But Yang Ji knew very well that it was not the "literary pen and ink" in his hand that drove away the terrifying power of the evil spirit.
"You came!……"
In the dark, a voice suddenly came from the darkness, revealing incomparable fatigue, as if suddenly awakening from the long darkness. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!