"Time is running out, it's too late!——"
Yang Ji was secretly anxious.
Ahead, Zhao Hua and others could no longer hold on any longer, but there was no progress on their side. "Psychoanalysis" ability requires enough space and sight. It is much faster to analyze and collect information from the perspective of a "bystander" and to participate in the battle personally.
But obviously, there is no such time to wait.
"boom!"
Yang Ji gritted his teeth and stepped hard on the ground. The blood furnace in his body roared, and the sword and man merged into one, turning into a bright white light and shooting out.
"Boom!"
Like a cannonball, Yang Ji appeared above Zhao Hua and Lin Qingyan almost instantly, with the Guquan sword in his hand as red as blood, and struck away.
"call!"
The scorching flames covered the sky and covered the earth, filling every field of view. Yang Ji's whole body tensed up, and he felt as if his whole body was rushing towards a ball of fire, about to burn up. The huge pressure was almost suffocating.
"boom!"
The flames cracked, and a huge magma iron arm penetrated the sky and split the sun, blasting towards him at an incredible speed. The shadow of the fist appeared in front of Yang Ji in the blink of an eye like thunder and lightning. He could not even judge the arm.
's reality.
——This punch is too fast!
The huge pressure increased exponentially, and Yang Ji felt like he was dancing on the edge of death, and could fall into the darkness of sinking at any time.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Under the strong pressure, Yang Ji's mental power seemed to have broken through some limit, and suddenly spread out from the body.
In his eyes, everything became clearly visible, and even time seemed to slow down. Through the shadows of the heavy fists, Yang Ji finally saw the real arm.
This is not an arm made of magma, nor is it a palm of fire. It is a young, but powerful, adult arm full of powerful power.
This arm is no different from you and me, or Yang Ji.
"boom!"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized what he had "seen"!
Clang!
In the electric light and stone fire, only a clear and long chant was heard. Almost instinctively, Yang Ji raised his hand, and the sharp ancient spring sword passed from the front. Then a "immortal shadow change" moved five feet sideways to avoid that
A fierce iron fist landed on the solid ground to the left of Lin Qingyan and others with a thud.
Almost at the same time, there was a faint groan of pain in the blazing fire, and then a stream of blood spurted out, before anyone could see it clearly. It was immediately burned in the scorching fire and turned into ashes.
"this……"
Pan Chen and others found that the expected heavy blow did not appear. They were startled for a moment, and then realized what had happened!
injured!
This Balrog is actually injured!
Yang Ji's sword actually stabbed his arm, not the Balrog's arm, but his own arm. Although the bastard reacted quickly and immediately burned it with flames, it was still too late.
"How did he do that?"
Everyone was shocked.
Nine people joined forces to besiege him. They tried their best but could not hurt him. But Yang Ji's sword succeeded in hurting him. This was the first time!
Pan Chen could even feel that the "Fire Demon" was obviously equally surprised. Otherwise, burning the blood was done so poorly that people would notice the clues.
There was sudden silence in the stone hall.
"superior!--"
Pan Chen suddenly shouted loudly, the blood furnace exploded, and Tao Tian's blood energy surged. He pressed forward again.
Bang bang bang!
"Yang Ji, well done!——"
Zhao Hua shouted loudly, his eyes sharp, and rushed forward after Pan Chen. At the same time, Lin Qingyan, Tian Junwen and others also became energetic and followed closely. All kinds of fist energy and sword energy hit the sky and earth like a tide.
Usually hit it with a bang.
Unlike the previous hardships, this time, everyone's hearts felt like sweet springs had been poured into them.
Yang Ji's sword is really important to boost morale.
"You are seeking death!——"
With an angry roar and flames rising, the huge Balrog roared and rushed over again. Boundless air waves erupted from his body, and the whole earth trembled under his feet.
But this time, neither Pan Chen, Zhao Hua, nor the newly joined Xu Ziyi and others retreated.
Yang Ji's sword gave everyone hope, the hope of defeating this sixth level martial arts demon.
"call!"
Heavy breathing sounded, and Yang Ji stood in the darkness, soaked to the skin. He could clearly feel the shocked eyes on both sides.
In fact, it wasn't just them, even Yang Ji himself was a little confused and didn't quite understand what happened just now.
"The mental power has increased a lot, becoming denser and rounder... Is it a breakthrough caused by strong pressure and the coercion of death?"
Yang Ji kneeled on the ground with his right knee, his hands holding the sword, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.
Although he didn't understand what he did, Yang Ji could clearly feel that his mental power had obviously increased a lot, all kinds of thoughts were spinning rapidly, and even his mental projection ability seemed to have increased.
"Death... pressure..., I always thought that only by constantly exhausting your energy can you get exercise and increase your energy. Now it seems that there is more than one way to increase your mental strength. Constant pressure and forging on the edge of death can also be done
Get exercise."
Yang Ji's eyes flashed with lightning.
After understanding this principle, Yang Ji became energetic.
"boom!"
The ground shook and dust flew into the sky. Yang Ji almost kept a half-kneeling posture and flew out. He rolled in mid-air and shot through the air like an arrow from a string.
"White rainbow penetrates the sun!"
A ray of light that was more dazzling than the sun burst out from the black shadow, and like a meteorite from the sky, it slammed into the huge "Fire Demon" that burned like a flame.
"boom!"
As if he already knew where Yang Ji was going to attack, an iron fist stood across the front, blocking the front like a copper wall and an iron arm.
Yang Ji's sharp and powerful blow was like hitting an invisible barrier, exploding layers of air waves and was severely blocked.
"How dare you hurt me? You won't have that much luck, just die!"
Amid the rumbling voice, a strong breath of death came from his nose. His mind was racing rapidly. Yang Ji's breakthrough mental power once again came into play. In the scorching flames that filled his field of vision, Yang Ji clearly saw another person.
An iron fist with a trace of afterimage hit his lower abdomen at an incredible speed.
With the strength of this punch and the power of the Yin Fire Yang Talisman, once Yang Ji was hit, not only his Dantian would be blasted through, but his entire body would be smashed through.
"Buzz!"
A stream of black smoke erupted from the Netherworld Dharma Ring. Different from the overwhelming situation in the past, this time, the black smoke only filled the surroundings of Yang Ji.
Boom! The air waves rolled, and the filled black smoke and "Yang Ji" in it were smashed to pieces. But the next moment, the light flashed, and Yang Ji's "immortal shadow change" instantly appeared behind Pan Chen and Zhao Hua.
"It's this trick again!"
Yan Mo narrowed his eyes, and his fiery red eyes flashed with cold light. He had never seen such a strange skill before. Although Yang Ji's strength was far from posing a real threat to him, this move alone made him repeatedly
Missed.
"Hmph! With these amazing skills, it doesn't matter how fast you escape. You'll all end up dead!"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the demon, and there was a roar, the blood furnace shook, and another punch hit the mountain and the ground, and it hit him hard. At this time, a slight sound came from his ears. I don’t know when. Four handles
The Guquan Sword appeared behind him, roaring with electricity.
The Balrog's expression changed slightly, and he struck with his elbow without thinking.
Boom! In the sky, the three ancient spring swords were smashed and scattered. The fourth ancient spring sword passed under the elbow of the demon with a scoff, and fell into Yang Ji's hand with a streak of blood.
To be continued...