The entire space is about to be destroyed. As far as the eye can see, in just a moment, the surrounding area is already covered with gravel, and the rocks have even accumulated to the level of Yang Ji's paint cover.
The corridor that came when they came was even more cracked. Where Yang Ji scanned it, there was a palm-sized crack that was dark and dark, and he didn't know where it went.
If you die here, you will truly die without a burial place.
"time to go."
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. Whoosh! He stretched out his hand, and with a scream, a fire rainbow shot out. In an instant, it fell into Yang Ji's hand. It was the broad-backed giant sword hanging outside.
After successfully practicing the first level of the "Sword Code", Yang Ji's ability to control the sword was completely different from before.
The ability to summon a giant sword from outside the field of vision alone was something that Yang Ji could not do before. In terms of flexibility, it was more than ten times stronger.
Yang Ji looked at the broad-backed giant sword carefully. Since he broke through the level, the color of the broad-backed giant sword has become much darker, as if it has been exhausted.
But that's not what Yang Ji cares about. Right now, there is the last treasure left to him by Ziyang Sword Lord, and Yang Ji must take it away.
"Qiang!"
The next moment, a cold light flashed. Yang Ji grabbed the hilt of the giant sword and pulled it suddenly. Then with a clang, the entire cave was as bright as day, and a new sword was pulled out from the body of the broad-backed giant sword.
come out.
This sword is only three fingers wide, about four feet, dark black, simple and elegant in shape, with smooth lines, and exudes the style of a king. The blade is so sharp that even your eyes feel hurt when you look at it.
And in the center of this sword, a blood groove as thin as a hair extends all the way to the sword.
The blood tank was red, obviously it had seen blood.
This is a murderous weapon.
"Bloodthirsty!"
Yang Ji took a closer look and read out the two thin ancient seal characters on the sword. An indescribable feeling came to his heart, as if a ferocious beast was sealed in the sword. After countless centuries of hunger and thirst, it was
He roared ferociously at himself and tried to struggle out.
"Bloodthirsty Sword", this is the sword left by Ziyang Sword Lord. This kind of ferocious beast-like feeling is something Yang Ji has never felt on other swords.
From this point alone, Yang Ji can be sure that this sword is far more powerful than the Guquan Sword and Whispering Sword that he has used.
"Bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty... such a fierce sword. I hope this sword is as powerful as its name and can help me."
Yang Ji's eyes flashed with light, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword. There was a sudden roar, and boom! The next moment, Yang Ji's swords merged into one, and like a bloody rainbow, they shot straight out of the cave.
"Boom!"
The moment Yang Ji flew out of the cave, there was a loud noise, and the entire remaining mountain peak collapsed suddenly. The next moment, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and the mountain wind hit him. The woods were full of trees, endless...
Yang Ji finally returned to the mountains outside Langya City.
"Humph! Sure enough, it came out!"
A cold snort came from behind like a ghost, and the next moment, the sky darkened, and amidst the roar, overwhelming blood energy came from behind.
"Yang Xuanlan!"
Yang Ji's eyes turned red and blood rushed upward. Without thinking, he turned around and slashed violently with his sword. The mighty sword energy swept away with a torrent of golden flames.
At the same time, Yang Ji pulled his hands, and wow! The fire was blazing, and two huge Vajra puppets roared, one on the left and one on the right, suddenly appeared in the void, paused in the air, and quickly rushed towards them.
The wind was howling, and behind Yang Ji, a huge green palm covered the sky and the sun. It was packed with majestic power and fiercely grabbed Yang Ji. Behind them, Yang Xuanlan and Bai Wuji sneered, looking like they were waiting for help.
It was already expected.
"Boom!"
The wind was howling, sand and rocks were flying, and with Yang Ji and Yang Xuanlan at the center, a violent force swept in all directions, with sand and dust rolling and trees broken.
With this hasty attack, Yang Xuanlan was motionless and did not even move his robe. However, Yang Ji and the two Vajra puppets staggered back three or four steps and were directly repelled.
"Sixth level of martial arts, Yin Fire Yang Talisman! You actually broke through to the general level!"
Yang Xuanlan's eyes turned cold, and murderous intent surged crazily in his heart.
Although the blow just now was short, Yang Xuanlan clearly felt the pure breath of Yin Fire Yang Talisman from Yang Ji.
That kind of flame is very pure, even purer than most warriors, with a domineering flavor!
In just over three hours, Yang Ji actually reached the level of military commander that many people need more than half a year, a year, or even longer to reach. This moment filled Yang Xuanlan's heart with strong murderous intent.
Time and time again, after spending so much time and wasting so much energy, Yang Xuanlan wanted to suppress Yang Ji and suppress the alien voices within the family.
A family can only have one voice, just like a person can only have one head. The direct line governs the collateral line, which is the foundation for the strength and continuity of the family, and is also the orthodoxy of heaven, earth and human relations.
The branches and leaves are more lush than the main trunk, and the collateral line is more powerful than the direct line. What happened to Yang Ji's father's generation once happened, and he will never allow it to happen a second time, let alone himself.
Yang Ji transcended his control time and time again. The more he suppressed, the stronger he became, and his pace became faster and faster. This had violated Yang Xuanlan's biggest taboo.
"Yang Ji, I originally just destroyed your skills and cut off your meridians, but I still wanted to keep your life and let you live until your death. But now, I have changed my mind!"
Yang Xuanlan looked at Yang Ji fiercely, his pupils contracted, and murderous intent surged in his eyes. The moment he found out that Yang Ji had officially reached the level of military commander, Yang Xuanlan finally changed his mind:
"Since you are unrepentant and challenge my patience again and again, then I will simply grant you permission. The Yang family does not need rebellious disciples, and since you are determined to betray the family, I cannot keep you!"
"Yang Xuanlan, if you want my life, just come and take it. I want to see what you are capable of!"
Yang Ji spread his legs apart and said in a cold voice.
After this round of testing, Yang Ji's confidence increased. Yang Xuanlan's strength was still stronger than his own for the time being, but it was no longer unreachable.
"Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
Yang Xuanlan's eyes turned cold, his clothes swayed, and he disappeared in an instant.
"Well done!"
Yang Ji snorted coldly. A look of resentment flashed in his eyes. From the age of eight to now, he has suffered too much injustice and oppression in the Yang family.
My father was a high school martial arts scholar and received a salary from the imperial court. All the benefits were provided to the family, including gold, silver, medicinal materials for cultivation, exercises, elixirs, and helping the family buy land.
Countless people enjoyed the benefits their fathers received from the court. But what did they get?
When he was eight years old, he and his mother were demoted to the woodshed, where they were treated with cold eyes and lived a life like lowly servants. Even the slaves dared to ride on her mother's head.
His father's inheritance was embezzled, and he was prohibited from practicing martial arts. He and Uncle Liang almost couldn't survive and starved to death.
Okay! Since you have suffered all the humiliation in the family and are unhappy in your life, then go out and have nothing to do with the Yang family from now on.
But Yang Xuanlan did not let him go, and Pingchuan City tried every means to deprive him of the fame he had finally won. Langya City also plotted against him several times.
Now he is using the hands of the disciples of Mount Paektu to get rid of him in the mountains outside the city!
It can be done once but not again, and it can be done again but not three times!
Suppressed by his mother, Mrs. Zhao, within the family, and also suppressed by Yang Xuanlan outside the family, the mother and son refused to give in. It would never end, and it seemed that they would never let themselves go!
For a moment, a strong anger and resentment burst out from my heart!
"Yang Xuanlan, come on!"
Yang Ji's eyes turned red, he roared angrily, and a pile of flames suddenly exploded from his body. When the pile of flames first appeared, there were only two palms, but in the blink of an eye, his whole body was burning. Phew! There was a flash of light. Yang Ji's body was growing steadily.
Elevate.
After a moment, Yang Ji disappeared, replaced by a huge, bright blood-red flame demon.
"scare!"
Bai Wuji was preparing for a sneak attack. Seeing this scene, he was shocked: "This, this guy..."
Seeing the huge Balrog that appeared out of thin air in the woods, Bai Wuji's eyelids jumped wildly in shock, and he took several steps back with his feet pounding.
It's not that he has never fought against Yang Ji, but at that time, how could Yang Ji be so powerful!
After reaching the sixth level of martial arts and refining the Yin Fire Yang Talisman, Yang Ji finally reached the same state as Liang Jian, the evil envoy of the evil way. He had the ability to control and use the "Incarnation of the Flame Demon".
The powerful power of the flame demon, combined with the Netherworld Law Ring, and Yang Ji's own strength, at this moment, the aura on Yang Ji's body was rising steadily, reaching the sixth level of martial arts peak.
"Boom!"
With a sharp roar, the sky turned red, and a torrent of flames roared out, as if the sky was on fire. Yang Ji transformed into a fire demon and jumped up, violently colliding with Yang Xuanlan who was jumping down from the sky.
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Boom!
The earth shook, and violent energy mixed with fierce flames shot out, blowing down all the trees within a few hundred feet. Sand and rocks flew on the ground, and in a flash of light, Bai Wuji's "blood energy shield" was blown away by the airflow.
It sways unsteadily, like a candle in the wind.
"too strong!"
Bai Wuji retreated, the light in his eyes flashing strongly. With Yang Ji's current cultivation level, if he were to compete in the ring again, he could easily defeat Bai Julu without using any soul vortex and soul gun!
"This guy's cultivation has progressed too fast."
Bai Wuji's eyes flashed with light as he raised his head and stared at the two people in the air, trying to find Yang Ji's flaw and give him a fatal blow.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The strong wind roared, and a torrent of domineering blood raged in the void. Yang Ji and Yang Xuanlan both fired real fire. In the permeating strong wind, the two punched one punch after another, wildly.
The more Yang Xuanlan fought, the more murderous he became. The harder Yang Ji fought back and the fiercer the resistance, the more intense the murderous intent in his eyes became.
And Yang Ji was also full of hatred and showed his true fire. He was suppressed by Yang Xuanlan time and time again, and the countless resentments accumulated in his stomach burst out at this time.
The current Yang Xuanlan is not something Yang Ji can contend with. Every wave of attacks comes back with a powerful force that shakes the blood in his body.
But with the support of huge hatred, Yang Ji can no longer control so much.
Both men tried their best to kill each other.
"Those who are unrepentant, today I will clean up the family on behalf of the Yang family! - Seal of the Void!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!