Wang Zhiyong's explanation opened Yang Ji's eyes. He originally thought that adventure in the underworld was based on strength, but after hearing Wang Zhiyong's explanation, he realized that there was a deep knowledge in it, and it was not just about brute force. He immediately nodded and secretly
Keep it in mind.
"Whoosh!"
Although he was explaining some common sense about the underworld to Yang Ji, Wang Zhiyong's speed was not slow at all. The two of them, one after the other, took advantage of the gap when Feitian Yaksha was attracted away and crossed the desolate land at full speed.
The Hades Wind Lantern could no longer be used, but fortunately, the two of them did not encounter large-scale underworld evil spirits during their journey through this desolate land.
There was a roar in their ears. After about a stick of incense, the two finally heard a burst of howling, as well as the sounds of various evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas killing and biting each other.
From a distance, the horizon stretches all the way, much higher, and the terrain finally has a little undulation here, revealing a bit of shadow that can finally be called a mountain.
Yang Ji narrowed his pupils slightly and looked carefully. He could even see some dancing tree shadows, but they were still dark black, giving off a strong sense of darkness.
"It turns out there are plants here too."
Yang Ji murmured in his heart, quite surprised. He originally thought that the underworld was a completely deserted land, but it turned out that there were still plants, but it didn't look the same as the Han Dynasty.
"finally reached."
Wang Zhiyong's voice came to my ears, and I breathed a long sigh of relief. Once I reached this area, I was out of Feitian Yaksha's hunting range. At least I no longer had to worry about being attacked.
"Snapped!"
Wang Zhiyong sent out a burst of flame and lit the Hades Wind Lantern in her hand, and a little light immediately lit up in this dark world.
"Won't this attract attacks from creatures from the underworld?"
Yang Ji said in surprise.
"Haha, for us, do you think it makes any difference whether we light the Hades lantern or not?"
Wang Zhiyong smiled and looked forward. There were several evil spirits and yakshas howling and rushing toward the two of them.
Yang Ji smiled and realized it. It is impossible to completely avoid the battle in the underworld, but compared to the flying and powerful flying Yaksha, it is obvious that the group of evil ghosts in front of him are much easier to deal with.
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"Whoosh!"
Wang Zhiyong flicked her palm, and a scarlet soft sword jumped out of her hand. With a slight jump of her feet, she took the lead and flew out. The long sword flicked, and hit the Yaksha who rushed towards him with a clang.
The next moment, time seemed to have stopped. A Yaksha's expression was frozen and motionless. His body seemed to have been cut by hundreds of silk strings, and exploded into hundreds of pieces of meat that fell to the ground with a bang.
"His!"
Yang Ji watched carefully from behind and took a breath of cold air. Wang Zhiyong's sword energy was extremely sharp. The moment the sword tip came into contact, it destroyed the body of the yaksha and cut it into countless pieces.
Such terrifying sword energy far exceeds the level of sword skills that Yang Ji is currently exposed to in Langya County. Perhaps the "Immortal Rainbow Penetrating the Sun" he created can be compared to it in sharpness, but the degree of damage is far from that severe.
"What kind of sword skill is this?"
Yang Ji was shocked. He had an intuition in his heart that this was definitely a sword skill at the sixth level of martial arts, general level or even higher. No one in Langya County has learned it yet.
"howl!--"
Without any time to think, the second Yaksha passed Wang Zhiyong and attacked Yang Ji. Unlike Wang Zhiyong, Yang Ji did not use any powerful sword skills. Instead, he raised his sword and lowered it. When the second Yaksha jumped into the air, the tiger
The moment it jumped down, a sword pierced its heart.
"The Yashas here seem to be much stronger than those in Wanfenling."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yang Ji felt that the strength, muscles and bones of the yaks here were much tougher and stronger than those he came into contact with in Wanfenling.
It is impossible for the same thing to be so different. Yang Ji could only secretly guess that when the evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas in the underworld entered the Han Dynasty, they were also under the pressure of the rules of heaven and earth just like himself, and their strength was weakened a lot.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji stepped forward. The moment the second yaksha jumped up, he pierced its heart with another sword and lifted it up in the air.
"As expected."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
The second Yaksha confirmed Yang Ji's guess. The underworld creatures here are uniquely blessed and are not suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth. They are indeed much more powerful than the underworld creatures that appeared in the Han Dynasty.
One sword, two swords, Yang Ji never used too much force. His movements were simple and straightforward, giving these underworld creatures no chance to counterattack a second time.
"It turns out that he is good at actual combat, but I thought too much."
Ahead, Wang Zhiyong looked back and smiled knowingly when she saw this scene, and then looked away. She was afraid that Yang Ji would not be able to bear it, so she only left out two yakshas, just to test Yang Ji's strength.
After entering the underworld, the sect disciples at Xiao Zhoutian level can only reach the fourth level of martial arts, Blood Furnace level at most. It is very dangerous in such a dangerous place, and it is difficult to protect themselves.
Wang Zhiyong was worried about this. Unexpectedly, Yang Ji's skills were impressive. His realm level may not be "high", but his actual combat ability is quite exquisite. He is obviously the best in combat skills among the sect.
Road.
Disciples of this type of sect are often extremely talented, and their strength level is far from being simply measured by realm level.
Wang Zhiyong relaxed and focused her attention on what was in front of her. She held a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other. Her movement was as fast as a ghost. Everywhere she passed, the evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas disintegrated, fell to pieces, and fell to the ground.
Yang Ji was frightened to see this kind of destructive level combat power, which was probably not inferior to that of a Wuzong level expert.
"I don't know where she comes from. This kind of martial arts is too advanced. It can't be taught by the Iron Crown Sect, Iron Sword Sect, Silver Blood Sect, Jiugong Sect... these sects in the counties."
Yang Ji was secretly shocked.
He stood behind and picked up leaks all the way, and the more he watched, the more frightened he became. Wang Zhiyong's movements were understated, and every move was concise and clear, but the landslides and devastation revealed behind the understatement and conciseness were simply heart-stopping.
"Roar!--"
A shocking roar came, and the vision dimmed, and a black-skinned Rakshasa rushed towards him. Different from the withered and thin black-skinned Rakshasa that Yang Ji saw in the deserted land before, the black-skinned Rakshasa in front of him was different.
His muscles are as strong as iron, and he is taller and taller. His whole body is full of powerful strength. You can tell at a glance that his strength is not on the same level, and he is not even a little bit stronger.
Yang Ji did not dare to be careless. He raised his long sword and flashed a ray of cold light, and immediately dealt with the black-skinned Rakshasa in front of him with all his strength...
In the underworld, the death energy and yin energy are enriched, and the power and defense of various evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas are strengthened. On the contrary, the yin, fire and yang talismans of the warriors are greatly suppressed.
The Yin Fire Yang Talisman attached to Yang Ji's sword energy can only cause burns to them. It cannot be directly burned to ashes like the Han Dynasty, which makes Yang Ji's battle much more difficult.
"howl!--"
Seeing Yang Ji and Wang Zhiyong, many evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas rushed towards them, and Yang Ji and Wang Zhiyong quickly responded.
"In the underworld, a battle like this is inevitable. Unless we don't enter the underworld, a battle like this is nothing."
"We come from different dimensions, and our bodies, structures, and smells are completely different from them. Therefore, the underworld creatures are often far away and can smell our scent. Unless we kill this small group of underworld creatures, we cannot get rid of them.
their."
"You are good at fighting skills. In fact, a place like this is best for you. If you don't want to die, you have to kill them all as soon as possible. And if you survive, your actual combat skills are usually not bad."
"So here, if you encounter a warrior from the evil lineage, be sure to be careful. Because their actual combat experience is often lower than yours, and the simple realm level is not enough to accurately evaluate their strength level."
"If you want to avoid war, it is actually possible. In the sect world, there are some special powders that can mask the smell on our bodies and reduce the chance of being discovered by evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas. But that is meaningless. For
The increase in strength is not helpful either. So I never bring this powder with me."
"In the underworld, it will be very dangerous if you are injured. Because the power of heaven and earth in the underworld will quickly affect you, and the yin energy will seep into the body, making your injuries worse. So if you are not strong enough and you are not sure enough, it is best not to enter the underworld easily.
.Here, among other things, there are many warriors who have been blown away by the Gangsha and turned into powder..."
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Wang Zhiyong taught Yang Ji by words and deeds while walking and talking, exactly like a master teaching his apprentice. She used her sword quickly, hard, and accurately. No matter whether it was an evil ghost, a yaksha or a Rakshasa that rushed towards her, she never used a second sword!
Yang Ji listened carefully. These questions seemed simple, but they were very practical and even related to his own life. If he met Wang Zhiyong, he would probably spend a lot of time and suffer a lot if he just tried to figure it out on his own.
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Along the way, I don’t know how long it has passed——
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Yang Ji's heart was shaken, and the spiritual power that spread out of the body like a spider web suddenly felt an extremely evil, dark, and sinister aura.
This aura is like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, gathering up the whole body, ready to attack at any time and launch a fatal attack.
It hides its own full strength, if it is not there. If Yang Ji's mental strength is not different from ordinary strength, stronger than the seventh-level martial arts master, and is not weakened by the rules of the underworld, it would be really difficult to find it.
it.
"What's this?"
Yang Ji's heart froze, like falling into an ice cellar on a hot day, and his whole body was shaking. This is the underworld, a bunch of evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas. How could there be such an incompatible evil atmosphere hidden in it? It
How did you hide it from these evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas?
The most important thing is, is the other party a friend or an enemy? What is its goal of lurking here?
These thoughts passed through his mind one by one like lightning. Yang Ji was convinced that he had just entered the underworld and would never offend any enemies here.
Moreover, the Skeleton Ghost King is dead, and now no one knows that he has ruined those people’s plans. Therefore, the other party will definitely not be targeting him, so——
Yang Ji raised his head, and when he saw the heroic Wang Zhiyong in front of him, holding a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other, his expression changed and he suddenly came to his senses.
"careful--"
Yang Ji was shocked and blurted out.
Yang Ji's reaction was not unpleasant, but compared to the other party, it was still slow. The moment Yang Ji blurted out the warning, the vicious aura sensed something in his mental induction, and a sudden change occurred.
One moment, the aura in Yang Ji's induction was still cautious and vague. But the next moment, the other party's aura was like bamboo shoots after rain, growing rapidly in geometric multiples, reaching a terrifying point in the blink of an eye.
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"Boom!"
The ground shook, and the confusion and surprise on Wang Zhiyong's face had not gone away. The sky darkened, and a huge black shadow spread out like a giant rotating umbrella. From behind a black rock that was as tall as a person ten feet away.
Bounce out.
Under the fierce wind, under the dark sky, those sharp eyes were like stars, murderous, dazzling, and chilling.
"Boom!"
The space seemed to be stagnant. One moment, the opponent was still on top of the rock ten feet away, but the next moment, the air exploded, and the opponent was wrapped in a crazy air machine, and in the roar of rolling steel, he instantly crossed the distance of ten feet.
, hit Wang Zhiyong who was walking in the front with a palm.
So fast!
Too fast, too fast!
At this moment, Yang Ji's mind was shaken, and there was a wave of panic in his heart. He had already noticed and reacted in advance, but the other party's reaction was much faster than he expected.
Fierce, fierce, direct, and capable, a series of thunderous movements leave people staring and their minds blank.
"Boom!"
With a shrill scream, Wang Zhiyong was hit in the right chest and sent flying.
"Assassin!——"
A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and Yang Ji's heart went blank, leaving only this thought. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!