The lights were flickering, and when Yang Ji came out of the torture chamber, a wave of sound hit his face. It felt like he had gone from the silent mountains to the stormy waves.
Throughout the evil lair, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and the level of "liveliness" was much more intense than Yang Ji had imagined.
"Senior sister, senior sister..."
Yang Ji called several times, but there was no movement on his back. When he turned around in surprise, Yang Jicai found Su Hong lying on her shoulder with a pale face, motionless.
She had been haggard and tortured these past few days, but now that Yang Ji had arrived, she felt relaxed and fell asleep again.
"That's fine."
Yang Ji thought for a moment, and realized that Su Hong was in coma. Although she was an extra burden, at least she wouldn't move around while she was in coma. Not moving would affect his actions, so he let him go.
The stone room closest to the execution room was in chaos. Zhao Hua, Lin Qingyan and the others apparently started rescuing people from this room.
Most of the disciples of the sect who were originally tied to the cross were rescued. At this moment, they faced the enemy and adjusted their breath. The resentment and anger that had been accumulated in their hearts for countless days and nights all burst out. I saw
In the stone room, there were flashes of swords and waves of blood. The disciples of these sects howled angrily and blocked an evil disciple at the entrance of the stone room. Their ferocity was actually even more powerful than those evil disciples.
For those who don’t know, they think those evil disciples are the victims.
In the stone room, there were dense crowds of freed sect disciples. Logically, with so many people, they should have dealt with the five or six evil disciples opposite.
However, days of torture and bloodletting have made the disciples of the sect very weak, with only 23/10 of their physical strength remaining. What is left is only the courage to "die together".
It was precisely because of this "bravery" that they were able to withstand the evil disciples on the opposite side.
It can be seen that these "evil disciples" wielding swords are restrained and have many scruples. Obviously no one wants to die with this group of sect disciples who are fighting for their lives.
"Wang Badan. Kill them all!"
Someone in the crowd shouted angrily.
"Want to rebel? You will all die!"
Five or six evil disciples cursed viciously, but after all, pretending to be cruel is not as good as being real, and a group of people still couldn't break up the situation.
"They must be dealt with as soon as possible."
Yang Ji had a thought.
These five or six evil disciples were not many in number, but because they blocked the only passage to the stone house, they blocked everyone's throats. Without dealing with them, Yang Ji would not be able to leave with Su Hong.
And because they were "outnumbered", these evil disciples developed a tacit understanding in a short period of time.
"You idiots, wait until our reinforcements arrive, and I will kill you one by one."
The middle-aged master "Xiao Zhoutian" who was headed by him said in a ferocious voice. He was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, and he wielded a fine iron heavy sword that was half the length of his body. It was extremely heavy and obvious.
Every time he made a move, waves of blood rolled out, and his strength became more and more powerful, forcing the disciples of the opposite sect to retreat one after another.
Hearing this man's fierce words, everyone on the opposite side changed their expressions. Even Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat. What this evil master said was right. Things happened in a hurry, and those who came over now were only some evil disciples who were nearby.
If other evil warriors from behind come over and join forces, all the people trapped in this stone room will probably die. Once this happens, even Yang Ji will be in danger.
"Without further delay, we must open the passage here. Join Senior Brother Zhao and the others."
Yang Ji glanced at it and quickly frowned.
Perhaps because of time constraints, Zhao Hua and the others only untied some of the sect disciples and left. Their original plan may have been to free the rest of them after they had untied some of them.
But things were obviously a little different from what they thought.
Those released prisoners only focused on venting their anger or adjusting their breath to restore their skills, without even looking at other disciples who were not from the same sect as themselves.
The battle was so fierce that some people were tied to the "cross" and dying.
"Qiang!"
Yang Ji raised his finger, his sword energy was like frost, and there was a loud chant from Qingyue behind him. Four ancient spring swords shot out of the air like dragons, folded in the air, and flew in four directions.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the thick fine iron chains broke with a sound, and the cuts were smooth. They were like mirrors. Yang Jijian moved at will, and smashed around the air. Finally, more than a dozen disciples of the sect fell down and fell to the ground.
"Thank you."
Several disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect gave him a grateful glance, then sat cross-legged on the ground, seizing the time to adjust their breath and restore their vitality.
Yang Ji's face was expressionless, he glanced at the smelly stone house, and then turned to the right.
"Brother!"
Seeing Yang Ji walking toward him with a man on his back, a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect who was adjusting his breath stood up in a hurry.
His clothes were torn by whips and turned reddish-brown with blood, but at this time he didn't care much and bowed quickly, his expression respectful.
He reacted quickly and knew that he was with the "senior brother" and "senior sister" who had just come to rescue people.
"Go and summon the disciples of our Iron Crown Sect. I need your help. As for the disciples of other sects..."
Yang Ji frowned slightly: "Forget it."
"Yes, senior brother."
This Iron Crown Sect disciple immediately responded and left.
After they left, Yang Ji immediately raised his head and looked at the figures of the five evil masters in front of him, with light flowing in his eyes as if thousands of thoughts were surging.
In the distance, the leading master Xiao Zhoutian seemed to sense something. He raised his head and glanced at Yang Ji from a distance, but he quickly looked back.
There were shouts of killing in the depths of the ground, and Yang Ji knew he had to hurry up.
The right envoy Liang hasn't appeared yet, so everyone is running out of time and must race against time.
After a while, seven or eight Iron Crown Sect disciples immediately arrived in front of Yang Ji.
"Does anyone know the Azure Dragon Sword Technique?"
Yang Ji withdrew his gaze and said.
Four people in the group raised their arms. The "Blue Dragon Sword Technique" is very powerful, and it is not too difficult to practice. Most of the disciples above the third level of martial arts know it, or have learned it.
"Okay, listen up."
Yang Ji lowered his voice:
"Those five evil masters, the two on the left. Every time they are attacked on the right, they can't help but turn around and look. At this time, their left ribs will be wide open."
"As for the two on the right, the one in the middle is the weakest in swordsmanship. Every once in a while, he almost has to draw his sword and retreat. He needs to recuperate for a while. At this time, he has no intention of fighting. His right thigh and left abdomen are...
There are flaws in the sandalwood."
"ah!--"
A shrill scream came, Yang Ji paused, looked up, blood was flying everywhere, an arm flew high, and a disciple of the sect in the crowd retreated hastily, his eyes full of terror.
Each of these people was weak and at the end of their game. Although they relied on their bravery to temporarily block those evil disciples, it would not work over time. By this time, there were already casualties.
Yang Ji withdrew his gaze and continued:
"...It's just that every time at this time, the person next to him was protecting him, so he was not distracted. But for this reason, this flaw, which was not a serious one in the first place, suddenly became fatal because of his carelessness."
Everyone felt strange and turned around to look. Sure enough, after a moment, the evil disciple who wielded the sword withdrew his sword and retreated, while the evil warrior next to him immediately stepped forward to cover him.
Almost a moment later, the two evil masters on the left were attacked and subconsciously turned their heads to the right.
These ordinary actions fell into the eyes of everyone. Everyone was shocked, and the eyes they looked at Yang Ji immediately became different, and they became much more respectful.
"You two, I want you to cross the crowd and attack from their right side to attract their attention. In addition, you and you."
Yang Ji stretched out his finger and pointed at two other Iron Crown disciples, one tall and one thin, and said:
"I want you to use the Azure Dragon Claw to attack their left ribs when they turn their heads to the right. You only have one chance, so you must seize the opportunity."
"Yes, senior brother."
The two said respectfully.
"Just stabbing their left ribs won't kill them at all. So I want you to move the sword tip three points to the upper left when using the Qinglong Probing Claw."
Yang Ji said calmly. His mind was rapidly calculating at this time, and everything was projected in his mind:
"Besides, don't worry about your strength. There are more than twenty sect disciples to help you attract their attention. As long as you just go all out and do what I say, there will be no problem."
After hearing Yang Ji's words, the two of them took a deep breath.
"As for you two, when the evil disciple draws his sword and retreats, you first use the green dragon to swing his tail, and then use the green dragon to rise to the sky to attack his abdomen. As for dragging the disciple on his right, I will leave it to you.
is you."
Yang Ji said and looked at the last person among the seven who could not use the "Blue Dragon Sword Technique".
This was Yang Ji's plan to use a "feint attack" by someone who didn't know the Qinglong Sword Technique and then launch a real attack with someone who knew the Qinglong Sword Technique.
"Now everyone listen to my orders, three, two, one!"
Yang Ji stared ahead: "Do it!"
Time seemed to slow down countless times at this moment——
"Buzz!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the seven Iron Crown Sect disciples stood up, jumped over the crowd in front, and rushed towards the five evil masters. Two disciples "feinted" from the right, and the two Iron Crown Sect disciples transformed into Qinghong and cast
The secret skill of "Blue Dragon Exploring Claws".
At the same time, a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect tightly grabbed the evil master on the left side. The other two people performed a "Blue Dragon Wags Tail", and then "Azure Dragon Ascends to Heaven"...
Everything is exactly as Yang Ji described before.
"Buzz!"
As if sensing a hint of danger, the evil master in the middle, "Little Zhou Tian," opened his eyelids, clenched his long sword in his right hand, and took a step forward, as if preparing to intercept the attack.
It was at this moment, the void was silent, that he suddenly saw a terrifying arc of light in his eyes.
"Boom!"
The earth shook and the sky shook, and the entire stone house was plunged into darkness. In this endless darkness, a cold sword light streaked across the uneven reddish-brown cave walls on both sides, and Yang Ji finally took action.
"Roar!--"
In the flash of light and stone, the evil master of "Little Zhou Tian" felt the terrible crisis. He opened his eyes wide in horror, roared violently, the blood furnace roared, and the heavy sword in his hand gathered endless blood to cover the sky and the sun.
blasted out in front of him.
"laugh!"
The light and shadow froze, and as soon as the terrifying heavy sword was struck, a white rainbow like frost and snow passed through his head, and the silver-white sword tip penetrated the back of his forehead and out of the back of his head.
Phew! Phew!
Almost at the same time, the long swords of the three Iron Crown disciples penetrated the bodies, piercing deeply into the bodies of the three evil masters and piercing their hearts in one fell swoop.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
In the stone room, more than twenty disciples of the sect looked at this scene with their eyes wide open and their throats in complete disbelief.
Five evil masters, five evil masters standing in front of them like demons, blocking their way, actually collapsed in an instant.
Four of the five people died, and they were still "killed with one blow" without any resistance! (To be continued...)