"Yang Ji, is what he said true? Have you really practiced the evil Ah Bi Gong?"
An elder of the sect that Yang Ji had never been in contact with turned around and stared at Yang Ji like a sword. Abi Gong needs to rob people of their energy in order to improve their skills. And the objects who are robbed often have their energy exhausted and become deformed.
Become a mummy.
In the world of sects, Ah Bi Gong is definitely notorious. The vitality that has been cultivated through hard work has been robbed overnight. You can imagine how deeply the people in the sect hate Ah Bi Gong.
"This bastard..."
Yang Ji remained silent and glared at the evil prince fiercely. Of course he was not practicing Ah Bi Gong, but the "Little Ah Bi Gong" which was one level lower in power. He did not yet have the ability to plunder people's blood.
But what the evil prince said is not wrong. Taking the little Ah Bi Kung a step further will naturally become the evil prince's version of "A Bi Kung". As long as he wants to further enhance his power, this is an indispensable step.
Moreover, no matter how he explains it, no matter what the difference is between Xiao Abi Gong and Abi Gong. As long as it is confirmed that he practices the evil method, the evil prince's goal will be achieved.
A disciple of a sect practices cruel evil techniques. This alone is enough for several elders to ignore him and make it difficult for him to advance in the sect in the future.
"This bastard can't recruit me. He actually wants to use this method to frame me."
An angry look flashed across Yang Ji's pupils.
He deliberately avoided it, but he could clearly feel the gazes of several elders on his face, unblinking, obviously taking this issue very seriously.
At this time, Yang Ji really hoped that a few evil ghosts from the underworld would rush over and let him kill him, so that he could successfully avoid this topic. But the mysterious strong man from the ghost mansion seemed to have formed a tacit understanding with the evil prince, and there was actually no evil ghost from the underworld.
The ghost rushes over.
There is nothing within ten feet!
"Jie Jie Jie, that's it. No wonder you sneaked into my underground palace to practice "Hundred Ghosts at Night". Boy, come here. If you follow us, you will have a better future than in your Iron Crown Sect."
The Skeleton Ghost King suddenly laughed strangely and sang along with the evil prince.
Although he didn't understand which song the evil prince was singing, there was absolutely nothing wrong with dividing the strong men of these sects.
"Hahaha. What the Ghost King said is right. Don't worry about those old immortals from your Iron Crown Sect, just join our evil ways. You will have no one to rely on and no one will be able to control you."
The eyes of the mysterious Ghost Mansion strongman rolled around, and he also laughed and started cheering. The so-called three people become tigers. Although Yang Ji dismissed the tricks of the three people, the faces of several elders became gloomy and livid.
Come down.
Especially the elders of the Iron Crown Sect, whom Yang Ji had never interacted with, looked so green that they could drip with tears.
"Dear elders."
Yang Ji could clearly feel this change, and he was secretly anxious. His mind was full of thoughts, and he was thinking about countermeasures. He said calmly:
"Disciple has no intention of saying more. People in the evil way have ulterior motives, and their words cannot be trusted. Moreover, the disciple's behavior is witnessed by all the elders. It is evil that has its own decisions. How can it be compared with evil."
"Moreover, the disciple was born in Jin'an City and worshiped the imperial master Shi Yu as his disciple. These can be checked. Even if you doubt the disciple, you shouldn't doubt the historian, right? How could a highly respected imperial master of the dynasty accept a
Are we disciples of those who follow the evil path?"
The expression of the evil prince suddenly changed. Although he felt the evil energy in Yang Ji, he knew nothing about him except that he was a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect.
I didn't even know that he was a disciple of an imperial master.
The literary imperial master had no power to restrain a chicken, but he was recognized for his moral cultivation. Yang Ji used an imperial master to endorse himself, which was simply impeccable.
Sure enough, Elder Zhang, Elder Xing and others had not said anything yet. However, the expressions of the elders of the sect that Yang Ji had not come into contact with before were slightly brightened.
"I see."
Several people nodded. They had not paid attention to Yang Ji. However, the guarantee of an imperial master was more than enough to refute the evil prince.
"Hey, that's really stupid. You couldn't be fooled by his simple words..."
The mysterious leader of the ghost house on the side said, but before he finished speaking, he was impatiently interrupted by the Skeleton Ghost King.
"That's enough! Regardless of whether you are a disciple of any historian or not, if you don't want to submit to us, there is nothing to say. Come and die together with your elders!"
The five dark fingers of his right hand popped open one by one, revealing a round black stone in the palm of his hand. In this stone, Yang Ji felt a familiar aura.
"Evil spirit relics!"
Yang Ji was shocked. What was held in the five claws of the Skeleton Ghost King was the essence of the huge evil spirit that he killed during the Tianyin Sect battle that day.
In this round, goose-egg-like black stone, Yang Ji felt a surge of majestic power.
——The power of the evil spirit is very powerful. Even if most of the energy in the evil spirit's body has exploded or disappeared that day, the remaining essence energy is still extremely terrifying.
After all, this is an evil spirit seeking divine status!
"Be careful, we just suffered a loss from a piece of evil spirit relic in its hand!"
Elder Zhang warned urgently.
Before he finished speaking, the sky darkened, and the evil spirit relics in the hands of the Skeleton Ghost King erupted into a boundless frenzy of energy. The boundless evil energy turned into dark clouds, forming circles of vortexes, sweeping toward the Iron Crown Sect members.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's mind was racing, and a strong sense of danger surged in his heart. Without any time to think, Yang Ji kicked off his body and soared into the sky.
Bang bang!
A red light flashed outside Yang Ji's body, and the blood energy shield was instantly released. At the same time, his palm shook, and the unparalleled sword energy formed a line and burst out:
"Nine swords in one!"
With a flash of cold light, the nine-handled Yellow Dragon Sword in Yang Ji's hand, together with the last bloodthirsty sword, was shot out quickly like an immortal carrying a sword.
And almost at the same time, there was a roar, and a torrent of evil energy was powerful, overwhelming, and shot from behind. Almost in the blink of an eye, it passed through the layers of space and flew behind Yang Ji and the others.
"The evil prince, your opponent is me!"
The loud voice resounded through the sky, and Elder Xing suddenly came over and stopped the evil prince.
"Well done. I'll kill you old man first!"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the evil prince, and he snorted coldly. The copper furnace inside his body roared, and ghost figures appeared around him, making endless screaming sounds...
But in an instant, the balance was broken. The Skeleton Ghost King, Yang Ji, the four elders, and the evil prince all gathered together to fight fiercely within a few dozen feet.
"Boom!"
Blood waves rolled over the waves, and the roar of rolling steel resounded in all directions. Regardless of the elders of the Iron Crown Sect or the Skeleton Ghost King, they were all strong men at the Wuzong level. Both sides used their full strength, and the battle was extremely fierce.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji fired his ten swords in unison, feeling a huge force coming from the whirlpool of dark clouds above the Skeleton Ghost King's head. The blood energy of the Skeleton Ghost King was far less powerful than the burning firepower of the three elders. But it contained another, more sinister kind of energy.
, the power of Yin Fire that can crush even flying swords.
If it weren't for the fact that Yang Ji's Yellow Dragon Sword was the best quality obtained from the Skeleton Ghost King's underground palace, it would have been shattered in an instant.
"What a power!"
The wind was so powerful that Yang Ji's hair was scattered. He suddenly stepped on his feet and shot out again. His body moved unsteadily, constantly changing positions to dodge the attack of the evil dragon of the Skeleton Ghost King.
The thick smell of corpse poison filled his nose. With Yang Ji's strength, he actually felt a strong suction pulling him in the direction of the Skeleton Ghost King.
The force of this suction was so great that Yang Ji's "Floating Body Technique" was pulled out of shape. Several times he was almost hit by the torrent of corpse poison outside the body of the Skeleton Ghost King.
"laugh!"
Seizing an opportunity, the moment the three elders restrained the Skeleton Ghost King, Yang Ji's bloodthirsty sword jumped in the air, and shot out from under the Skeleton Ghost King's ribs at an extremely tricky angle.
Hey, there was a flash of cold light. The skin was torn open, and black blood spurted out from underneath. It was smelly and choking. A few drops were spattered on Yang Ji's bloodthirsty sword, and hissing white air rose up.
However, the Skeleton Ghost King seemed not to notice, and struck out with a fierce palm, forcing Elder Zhang to retreat.
"Be careful, the Skeleton Ghost King is not afraid of swords, your sword is useless against him!"
Elder Zhang reminded loudly.
"What!"
Yang Ji was shocked, and his first reaction was that it was impossible. Swordsmanship was one of his strongest abilities, and even the evil prince would have to be wary of it. But Elder Zhang actually said that the Skeleton Ghost King was not afraid of swords at all?
"Hehehehe, kid, you dare to show off in front of me with just a few broken swords. You are simply overestimating your abilities."
Before the voice fell, a sudden bang of evil energy erupted, and the storm that was set off forced the three elders to retreat. The skeleton ghost Wang Hong moved sideways and appeared in front of Yang Ji in an instant. Five dark fingers shook, and the fierce energy grabbed the air.
There were traces several feet long and he suddenly grabbed Yang Ji.
Puff puff!
A flying sword stabbed into the Skeleton Ghost King's chest. The sword penetrated from the front chest and shot out from the back. The sharp sword energy tore out large holes in the Skeleton Ghost King's body. You could even see behind the Skeleton Ghost King through these holes.
The flying hair and those dry evil spirits drooling.
boom!
The five terrifying claws of the Skeleton Ghost King shook out. Not only were they okay, but they took advantage of the moment Yang Ji drew his sword to move forward, closing the distance between him and Yang Ji. Those five claws shone with bursts of cold light, and were as sharp as
The knife struck straight down at Yang Ji's forehead with incredible speed.
The air was hissing and shrieking. If this claw were to strike hard, even the iron head would be split into six pieces.
"how could this be!"
Yang Ji's eyes widened and he was almost scared out of his mind. No warrior could let him drill several holes in his body like this, whether it was the evil prince, Yang Xuanlan, or a strong man in the sect.
Even if the Martial Saint came, Yang Ji would bet that there was no way he would give up his defense and let himself poke such big holes in his body.
But this skeleton ghost king actually had no scruples and no awareness, as if he was stabbing someone else.
"Hey, hey, kid, I am a body of bones, and my flesh and blood are like clothes. Do you think the sword will be useful to me? - Now, just let me die obediently!"
With a bang, the five pitch-black claws were like five broadswords, slashing down on Yang Ji from top to bottom with thunderous force. Where the five claws passed by, the air neatly split into five pieces, and the fractures were as smooth as a mirror. .
Buzz, there was a flash of light, and a huge golden light appeared in front of Yang Ji, protecting him firmly behind him.
The Skeleton Ghost King's claws struck the Angry-Eye Vajra, and with a bang, Yang Ji and the Angry-Eye Vajra were blasted out together. Where the claws had scratched, five deep scratches were left on this Buddhist Vajra weapon. , each one is half an inch deep and looks terrible! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!