Yang Ji's expression changed slightly, and his eyes showed deep shock. Outside Tieguan Mountain, he had seen the evil prince wearing a golden mask.
But I never thought that he actually had a "mask" hidden under the mask.
"nonsense!"
Yang Ji thought about it, quickly reacted, and shouted:
"If that's the case, how do you know who the real prince is? And how do you know it's not a fake?"
"Impossible, no one can pretend to be the prince. "Abi Gong" cannot be passed down except by direct lineage, and the prince's "Abi Gong" is the best proof... Moreover, the mask on the prince's face, and the evil path on the little finger of his left hand
Tourmaline rings are the best proof. No one can fake it."
The tall, thin evil master was bleeding from his nose.
"Tourmaline ring?"
Yang Ji glanced at the tall and thin evil master, thinking deeply in his heart. Although he had met and fought with the evil prince, he only noticed the strange metal mask on his face and never noticed the ring on his hand.
.
"The ring finger and little finger of his left hand were always trapped in the sleeve and blocked by the sleeve. I didn't notice it at the time, but now it seems that he was probably deliberately covering the tourmaline ring on his hand."
Yang Ji recalled the scene at that time and thought to himself.
Not only is an evil prince of the Wuzong realm very powerful, but he is also proficient in the art of disguise, which I have to say is really surprising.
"This kind of person is really difficult to deal with."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart, feeling a sense of fear. Unknown enemies are the most difficult to deal with, and a person who is proficient in the art of Yi Tong is exactly among them.
Next, Yang Ji interrogated them again and roughly learned some secrets. It turned out that the evil prince had been secretly communicating with them through a single line using carrier pigeons.
But these homing pigeons usually arrive at night, so they don't attract much attention.
Every time a homing pigeon arrives, it usually stays there and does not return, so as not to expose the whereabouts of the evil prince. The interval of contact is uncertain, sometimes once a day, sometimes three days, or a week, or even
longer.
Yang Ji asked some other questions and got the information he wanted. Without any hesitation, Yang Ji crushed the heart of this evil warrior.
Yang Ji searched around and found nothing useful on the tall, thin evil warrior. However, when he searched his waist, he found a bulging deerskin bag wrapped in leather.
"Hey! It's actually a blood-transforming needle!"
Seeing clearly the rows of long blood-red needles with a diameter of several millimeters in the deerskin bag, Yang Ji suddenly took a breath. The "blood-transforming needle", like the "qi soldier", is specifically designed to target the warrior's "blood and gas shield".
a special means.
However, unlike the "Qi Soldier" martial art, the "Blood Transforming Needle" is an extremely vicious method specially refined by evil masters. This tiny blood needle is like a school of fish swimming against the water, and can follow the burst of blood energy of the warrior.
into the body.
The "blood-transforming needle" is extremely vicious. Once it enters the body, it will be directly refined and destroy the blood in the warrior's body. It is one of the most notorious and extremely terrifying methods.
Once the blood-transforming needle is drilled into the body, regardless of whether it is seriously injured or not, it will almost immediately lose its combat effectiveness and be slaughtered by others.
"Luckily! Fortunately, the blood in his body was controlled at that time. Otherwise, once he was shot, the consequences would be disastrous."
Yang Jihou was heartbroken.
Looking back now, when the tall and thin evil master was fighting, he put one hand on his waist, clearly intending to fire this "blood-transforming needle".
Although the "Blood Transforming Needle" is powerful and extremely terrifying, it requires extremely powerful blood energy to stimulate it.
He succeeded in one move and immediately sealed his bloodline, which obviously made him give up the idea.
"The methods of the evil lineage are really hard to guard against!"
The previous "Earth Boating", coupled with the current "Blood Transforming Needle", made Yang Ji deeply aware of the unpredictable methods of the evil lineage.
Compared with the sect disciples' sect rules and precepts, the evil warriors who act without scruples and even use dead people to practice obviously have more means.
"laugh!"
Yang Ji stretched out his hand and tore off the strap. He put the blood-transforming needle on the tall, thin evil master's body together with the skin bag into his arms.
"Xi Yuyu!——"
The night was deep and dark. Bursts of war horses neighed, accompanied by increasingly louder dog barks coming from the distance. The hard horseshoes stepped on the stone slabs, making a crisp sound of hoofs.
The imperial patrol soldiers have already rushed here.
"Walk!"
Yang Ji flew out with a whoosh. After a few feet, he changed his attention and turned back.
"No! Leaving these corpses behind can serve as a reminder to the court, but it will also alert the evil masters. If we do anything, I'm afraid we will regret it."
Yang Ji thought for a while, threw the body into Yipinkujin, and then rushed towards the inn where the evil disciple stayed. Passing by restaurants and climbing over a dozen high walls, behind an alley in the southwest of Langya City, Yang Ji stood
The shape was straight, high over the high wall, and like a kite, it slipped into an open window silently.
"clatter!"
After his feet landed, Yang Ji got into an inn room. There was a wooden floor under his feet, and an oil lamp was lit on the table not far away. The wick in the oil lamp was only burning a little.
——This is where the evil master settled.
By the light of the oil lamp, Yang Ji saw a blue-collar printed robe hanging on the wall, a package under the bed, and a room full of goods and tickets.
——This is a standard room for a traveling merchant.
"A businessman is indeed the most convenient identity."
Yang Ji shook his head and started searching everywhere.
"found it!"
Yang Ji suddenly turned around and pulled out a thin book from under the table next to the bed. The book was covered with an "account book" cover, but when he opened it, a line of large characters was printed: "Air Gun Skills"
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"As expected!"
Yang Ji lightly dusted the "account book", and felt infinite joy in his heart. The "silver needle" condensed with spiritual power pointed directly at the soul, and even evil warriors could not bear it.
Yang Ji only took out five needles, but he couldn't bear it and called out everything.
Looking at the "Air Rifle" in his hand, Yang Ji knew that this was probably his biggest gain tonight.
There are various forms of "air weapons", and "air gun" is one of them. Once this secret technique is practiced, it is extremely powerful, and once used, it can often achieve unexpected results.
The only problem is that this kind of qi weapon technique puts a huge burden on blood energy. It must be used by people with extremely strong blood energy, but for Yang Ji, this is not a problem at all.
In the dead of night, an ordinary businessman, an ordinary inn, an ordinary light... no one would notice a place like this.
The tall, thin evil warrior actually provided Yang Ji with great convenience in order to hide his disguised identity.
Yang Ji had no scruples and simply sat on the bed and read attentively.
"...Air gun technique. It is indestructible. The powerful spear is far superior to the flying sword technique. Even the blood shield of the little Zhou Tian warrior can be passed through. Within ten steps, not one person in a thousand can escape.
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"Air rifle is extremely powerful, so it is extremely difficult to practice. First, it requires strong blood energy. If the blood energy is not strong, practicing forcibly will cause the blood energy to go backwards and backfire on itself."
"Secondly, there are certain requirements for mental strength. You must have extremely high attainments in the subtle control of blood energy. Otherwise, no matter how thick the blood energy is, you will not be able to condense the air rifle without superb talent."
"Both of these two are indispensable. Therefore, although "Air Gun" is extremely powerful, it is not suitable for everyone to practice, and the spread of it is very narrow. Newcomers should make their own decisions."
"Also, although "Air Gun" is extremely powerful, it is far from invincible. Beyond twenty feet, its power decreases as the distance increases. Its maximum power does not exceed fifty feet."
"Fifty feet away, it's no different from an ordinary sword or gun!"
…
Yang Ji turned and looked at the handwriting on the title page of "Air Gun" and nodded in his mind.
"It turns out that the power of "Air Gun" has a limit of fifty feet. No wonder the evil prince didn't use this unique skill at the beginning."
Yang Ji suddenly felt enlightened.
The tall and thin evil warrior knows this secret skill. There is no reason why the evil prince does not know it. However, the distance limit of fifty feet is obviously a big problem.
But under normal circumstances, the distance between two people would never exceed fifty feet!
"However, it's strange... the tone on this title page doesn't seem to be the style of an evil prince. Could it be that there is someone else who copied this secret book?"
Yang Ji read the text on the title page again, feeling secretly surprised.
Some big power leaders often give out some of their secret skills to their subordinates as rewards. This was the nature of the "Taihe Demon Tiger Fist" that Yang Ji originally obtained.
However, judging from the text style on the title page of "Air Gun", it clearly does not seem to be written by an evil prince, but by someone else.
"His!"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Ji calmed down, then turned over the title page and began to study the specific training methods and content of "Air Rifle" under the oil lamp.
"Air Gun Technique" is extremely powerful, but as mentioned on the title page, the greatest difficulty of this secret art lies in the density and richness of blood energy, as well as the ability to control blood energy in detail.
When it comes to actually getting started, it's not as difficult as imagined.
Relatively speaking, this is actually more like a skill, which can maximize and utilize one's own strength. This involves many acupoints, meridians, blood and gas movement, rotation, and the control of mental power.
etc.
Yang Ji was good at fighting skills, and this kind of unique skill was very suitable for him. In just a moment, Yang Ji was immersed in it and forgot all about it.
"Click!"
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a sound of flapping wings came from outside. Just a moment later, I approached the fan opened by Yang Jidong. I saw two sharp claws hooking hard, and a night falcon appeared not far away.
on the window sill.
Those sharp eyes stared straight at Yang Ji, looking extremely bright even in the dim night scene.
"Um?"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly looked up from the book.
The night is quiet, under the dim light, one person and one bird look at each other, silently. (To be continued)