The wind blew, the crane roared, and several familiar scents quickly approached:
"Junior Brother Yang, how are you? It seems like you were slapped by him, are you okay?"
Pan Chen, Lin Qingyan, Zhao Hua and others sat on a few cranes and flew close quickly. The three of them were weak and looked like they were surviving a disaster.
Yang Ji quickly stood up.
"Senior Brother Pan, thank you very much. If it hadn't been for your arrow just now, I might have died in his hands."
Yang Ji bowed deeply.
"Junior brother, don't say such things. We all work together to help each other. You have helped us, and it is normal for us to help you. Moreover, if you hadn't reminded us, everyone would still be standing there carelessly and huddled together.
I’m afraid there are really casualties all over the place.”
Lin Qingyan said seriously.
Her hairpins were scattered, and the danger just now had pushed her to the limit. But Lin Qingyan's aura was fine.
"Haha, junior sister is right. Fortunately for me, I have a junior brother who is carrying a bow and arrow. He was hunting outside and heard that he had found traces of evil disciples, so he followed Bao Yuting and the others to join in the fun. I borrowed his
It's only by chance that the arrows can help you. However, it's still up to you to escape smoothly."
Pan Chen smiled
Recalling the critical situation before, everyone also looked frightened. The evil prince was too powerful and was the focus of everyone's attention.
Therefore, the scene where Yang Ji was chased by the evil prince was full of dangers and made everyone worried.
Yang Ji didn't know who Bao Yuting was, but he guessed that he should be the senior brother of his sect who appeared later.
One by one, the cranes quickly disappeared, and most of the sect's disciples, after escaping, almost went to the Iron Crown Sect without looking back.
This time they almost died here. For them, this place is so dangerous that they don’t want to stay for a moment anymore.
However, there were still a few people who stayed, riding cranes in the air to watch this rare "Battle of Wuzong".
After Yang Ji, Pan Chen, Zhao Hua, Lin Qingyan and others exchanged pleasantries, everyone's attention quickly focused on the fierce battle below.
Elder Xing has a noble identity and high status, and his status as an elder of the sect means that he will not take action easily; and the evil prince is even more like a dragon that sees the beginning but never ends.
It would be really difficult to see powerful men of this level fighting with your own eyes. Even Pan Chen, Zhao Hua and others have never seen it before.
Seeing that the opportunity is so rare, no one will miss it.
"Boom boom boom!"
Earth-shaking explosions continued to come from the ground. Whether it was the evil prince or Elder Xing, they were far beyond everyone's current level.
The flames burning on their bodies were so powerful that they could burn even rocks to pieces.
"It's amazing, it's really amazing!..."
Duan Gang stood on the back of the crane. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and even his body trembled slightly. He didn't see much in the way, but he just felt that the gestures of these two people were too powerful, far exceeding his own.
times.
What Pan Chen, Zhao Hua and others saw in their eyes was different.
Duan Gang only looked at the power of moves, but at the level of Pan Chen, Zhao Hua and others, he looked at style, consciousness, combat skills, speed, reaction, etc.
The abilities displayed by Elder Xing and Prince Evil in the battle amazed everyone.
"This reaction is too fast."
"It's almost a no-brainer."
"The speed is much faster than ours. Even without that magic weapon, we probably wouldn't be able to escape."
"There are also moves, they are so powerful. And there are no unnecessary moves. They are powerful and full of threats."
…
This "Wuzong-level" battle left everyone mesmerized and amazed.
Yang Ji put down his hands, sat cross-legged on the back of the crane, and looked at the smoke and dust in the sky below attentively. Because of his strong mental power, what he saw and felt was much stronger than everyone else.
Moreover, because the crane was flying in the air, Yang Ji was condescending and had an overview of the whole situation. What he saw was more intuitive and he understood a lot.
"Vicious, vicious, brave, deadly..., this guy's threat is too strong."
Yang Ji's long hair was flying, and his mind was racing, projecting the battle below.
His mental power was released rapidly, and the energy cast in the center of his eyebrows was replenished time and time again, only to be depleted again and again. A projected "Wuzong" level battle consumes far more energy than an ordinary battle.
Not ten times the consumption, but nearly a hundred times the consumption.
However, Yang Ji didn't care. A battle of this level is truly difficult to achieve, at least this is the limit of the levels he can currently access.
Yang Ji paid full attention to the battle below, not missing a single movement.
"Vicious", "vicious", "brave" and "deadly", this is Yang Ji's summary of the evil prince's fighting style.
Yang Ji had never seen such a person before. He was as vicious as a snake, as vicious as a scorpion, and as brave as a tiger. But all the things combined could not compare to one "deadly" person.
Regarding combat skills, Yang Ji believed that he had certain attainments and had reached a certain level, making him an absolute leader among his peers.
It is precisely because of this ability that Yang Ji is not afraid even if he encounters an opponent with a higher level than himself, and is able to kill the opponent.
But the evil prince's fighting style refreshed Yang Ji's understanding of fighting skills.
"The shortest straight line between two points", so the most threatening moves are all straight forward.
This is true for Yang Ji's "Immortal Rainbow Penetrating the Sun" and Lin Qingyan's "Dian Mu Sword Technique".
Because it is direct, it takes the shortest time and is the fastest. The opponent often falls to the ground and dies before he can react!
But the evil prince is different. While maintaining a straight line, his boxing moves also cut off all redundant and cumbersome movements, making this "straight line" streamlined to the shortest possible length.
This means that with the same strength and speed, he will always be the first to hit someone in the face.
Even if it's an "arc", his moves will always be simpler than others.
This completely refreshed Yang Ji's views on "combat skills".
Not only that, the evil prince's moves are vicious, vicious, aggressive and threatening, which makes those who are hostile to him always face suffocating and huge pressure.
"Wuzong Wu Zong, no wonder he is called a martial arts master. Not only is he powerful, but his understanding of combat is far better than others."
Yang Ji took a breath of cold air, remembering the previous confrontation with the "evil prince". He also felt lingering fear.
If the "Evil Prince" hadn't wanted to suck his blood, but was resisted by the "Little Ah Bi Kung" in his body, and missed the best opportunity to attack, I might have died by his hands long ago.
One thought is life, the other thought is death.
If I had reacted a little slower and delayed just a little bit, I wouldn't have been able to sit on the crane and watch the battle with peace of mind like now.
Yang Ji projected the battle between the two "Martial Sects" in his mind. At the same time, he replaced himself in the position of "Elder Xing" and fought with the "Evil Prince", thinking about what he should do.
At the same time, Shi Er replaced himself in the position of the "evil prince" and fought with the "evil elder", thinking about what he should do.
In comparison, Yang Ji's strength has not improved, but his understanding of martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds.
Bang bang bang!
There were mountains and cracks on the ground, and there was a lot of noise, but there was peace in the sky.
I don’t know how long it took, but Yang Ji’s expression suddenly changed:
"Not good. The elder will suffer a loss!"
"What!"
Hearing Yang Ji's words, Pan Chen and others were shocked. They all looked over. However, everything on the ground was as usual. The two of them were inseparable and couldn't see anything strange at all. They couldn't help but be surprised.
Yang Ji shook his head secretly in his heart. He had been studying the battle between the two and constantly involved in it. As soon as there was a change in Elder Xing, Yang Ji felt it.
"Elder Xing's blood energy has been absorbed too much. It is already difficult to hold on."
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
The evil prince's "Xiao Ah Bi Kung" is very strange, and can take away the blood and energy that the warrior has worked hard to practice. Elder Xing is so powerful that his blood and energy turn into sand, and he will not be sucked away from the air like ordinary people.
But it was just that they would not be sucked away from the air. The two of them were fighting hand to hand, fist to flesh. Every time there was contact, a part of Elder Xing's blood energy would be sucked away.
If Elder Xing was not much older than the "Evil Prince", and his consciousness, reactions, and experience were extremely rich. Every time they fought, they were easy to win, and did not give the "Evil Prince" too many opportunities to display. This would have happened
I'm afraid he would have fallen down long ago.
However, even so, inhaling a part each time changes from quantitative to qualitative changes, which is enough to cause qualitative changes.
"boom!"
As if in response to Yang Ji's judgment, just a few breaths away, there was a sudden loud bang, and waves of air swept around.
In this air wave that filled the sky, Elder Xing was sent flying more than ten feet by the evil prince's palm. He staggered to the ground and almost lost his balance.
"ah!"
Exclamations broke out everywhere. Seeing this scene, all the Iron Crown Sect disciples in the sky changed their expressions.
The reason why everyone was able to calm down and watch the battle from above was entirely because they believed that the elders of their sect were fully capable of defeating the "evil prince".
But no one expected that Elder Xing could not defeat the "evil prince".
"Think of a way quickly to see if we can help Elder Xing?"
Lin Qingyan stood on the crane with a worried look on her face.
"useless."
Yang Ji shook his head. Everyone was just watching here, but he had personally experienced the power of "Wuzong":
"Wuzong's body is as steely and extremely hard. Except for magical weapons, it is impossible to hurt him. I tried to sneak attack him with the Guquan Sword before, but it was useless. It couldn't even pierce his skin."
"If you intervene rashly, not only will you not be able to hurt him, but you may also affect Elder Xing."
Yang Jidao.
The evil prince now has the upper hand, and if he rashly intervenes, the biggest impact will be on Elder Xing.
As soon as the voice fell, everyone fell silent.
Pan Chen originally stretched out a hand behind his back, but paused at this time and quickly took it back.
He had seen how sharp Yang Ji's Guquan Sword was. If even this flying sword produced in a famous sword-making place could not defeat the "evil prince", then his bow and arrows would be even more useless.
"What a pity for my sword!..."
As soon as Yang Ji thought of his swords that had been twisted into twists by the "evil prince", he felt a burst of physical pain in his heart. He didn't feel it when he ran away, but now that he had escaped and took a breath, he felt the pain.
Heartbroken.
"Now what?"
Tian Junwen on the side said hesitantly.
"There is no other way but to rely on the elders themselves."
Yang Ji turned his head and looked down, and added in his mind:
"At least, even if he can't be defeated, his hope of escaping is much greater than ours..." (To be continued...)