Wang Zhiyong raised her head and scanned the surroundings vigilantly. Everything around her remained the same, nothing had changed. But the atmosphere suddenly became different.
The Underworld Wind Lantern is a must-have item for warriors to venture into the underworld. Without this item, the consumption of blood will be greatly accelerated and the time spent in the underworld will be greatly shortened.
Judging from the destruction of the Hades lantern, this magic weapon was obviously destroyed by someone's violence. If it were normal, it would be nothing, and the worst thing would be to go back home. But now, everything is completely different.
If Wang Zhiyong still felt that the assassin in black was still lurking nearby, now she is absolutely sure.
"Senior sister, do you mean that he wants to use Gangsha to deal with us?"
Yang Ji also changed his expression slightly. But it was not because Wang Zhiyong's Hades Lantern was destroyed.
Thinking back carefully, Yang Ji didn't find out when the assassin in black destroyed the Hades lantern. It was almost impossible with Yang Ji's memory.
This is the reason why Yang Ji's face changed slightly.
When the situation was unfavorable and the assassination was hopeless, the assassin in black quickly prepared for the next assassination and quietly destroyed Wang Zhiyuan's Hades Lantern in front of the two people.
This kind of scheming, strategy, and ability have to be feared!
Yang Ji rarely encounters such difficult targets, but there is no doubt that this assassin in black is one of them, and he is also an extremely difficult one.
In the underworld, Gangsha formations occur with a very high frequency. And every time they occur, the sky and the earth will be overwhelming, the sky will be dark, and the vision and mental perception will be greatly affected.
In this case, the opponent's chance of success will undoubtedly be much higher.
These thoughts passed through his mind, and Yang Ji quickly calmed down:
"Senior sister, don't worry yet. When the evil spirit blows up, he will also be affected. Moreover, we should still have enough time to prepare before the evil spirit blows up."
"Junior brother, you think too simply."
Wang Zhiyong shook her head, her eyes full of worry:
"Most of those who can wander in the underworld are extraordinary. He can use the flying yaksha to deal with us, and his habits and understanding of the underworld are probably far ahead of us. I suspect that he may be special in traveling through the evil spirits.
Method. Moreover, as a martial sect, Gang Sha’s influence on him is smaller than ours."
"But what I'm most worried about is that he will never give us time to fully prepare."
Wang Zhiyong said.
"Sister, what do you mean?"
Yang Ji frowned. He vaguely guessed what Wang Zhiyong meant, but he couldn't believe it. Could it be said that the assassin in black could predict the time when the evil spirit would come?
Can a person predict celestial phenomena?
"Yang Ji, you are right. I'm afraid he really has this ability. I'm worried that the next gang evil will come soon."
Wang Zhiyong sighed.
Looking over Yang Ji, Wang Zhiyong felt a little guilty in her heart. This incident was entirely caused by herself. She felt that the thing she felt most sorry for was getting Yang Ji involved.
"Tantai Fang, I never thought you really wanted to kill me so much!"
Wang Zhiyong raised her head, her heart filled with solemnity. She had not expected the strength and depth of the assassin in black.
At this moment, both Yang Ji and Wang Zhiyun felt a deep sense of danger. That feeling was even stronger than when the assassins in black attacked and killed them.
No matter how strong an opponent is, when you are face to face, you can see that you know what the opponent is doing and you can find ways to deal with it.
But when the opponent disappears and hides, every place seems to be hidden, and attacks may be launched from every direction. This feeling of being like a thorn in the back is really uncomfortable.
"Senior sister, don't worry too much first."
Yang Ji's mind was full of thoughts. After thinking for a moment, his eyes flashed with wisdom. At times like this, he became calmer and his thinking became more active. It was never his style to sit back and wait for death.
"Although the Gangsha in the underworld has a very wide range, it is not without boundaries. Moreover, the wind force at the center of the Gangsha and the edge of the Gangsha are completely different. As long as we run with all our strength, try to reach the edge of the Gangsha before the Gangsha arrives, or
If you escape, the danger will be greatly reduced."
Yang Ji's thoughts turned faster and faster, and his face became calmer:
"Don't worry about the blood energy consumed. He can't defeat us if he consumes too much. As long as the blood energy consumption reaches the critical point, I will replenish it for you at any time."
"snort!"
There was a cold snort from afar, and the position was erratic. It was obvious that the assassin in black heard Yang Ji's words. The two of them guessed correctly, since he really wasn't far away.
Yang Ji didn't understand this, as if he hadn't heard it at all. His mind was racing, and the previous scenes came to mind.
In the previous battle, he had replenished Wang Zhiyong's health. In other words, after this battle, although it seemed that his and Wang Zhiyong's strength had not changed much, in fact, the black-clothed assassin's health was depleted.
A lot of.
In the second fight that has not yet begun, he and Wang Zhiyong have actually gained the upper hand. As long as they use all their energy to violently draw the opponent into this internal battle of consumption, his evil energy will be consumed more and more.
I have the Pen of Benevolence and the Little Holy Word to replenish my blood. Compared to a face-to-face fierce battle, this competition of blood and energy is obviously more powerful for the two of them.
——The idea of leading the opponent to fight in areas where you are good at is undoubtedly correct.
"In addition, senior sister, you are more familiar with the underworld than I am. You try to find a way to find a path with low terrain and low terrain where you can't hide your body. Only one stick of incense will take him to follow him up, and we can
Get rid of him completely."
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
Wang Zhiyong looked at Yang Ji with more and more surprise in her eyes. She had always regarded Yang Ji as a younger junior who needed to be taken care of, but Yang Ji's current behavior made her look at him with admiration, as if she didn't even recognize him.
If Yang Ji's method is followed, not only can the opponent's plan be settled, but it can also be turned around!
——A Wu Zong who has run out of energy and has a free realm. The threat to the two of them is almost zero.
But unfortunately, according to Yang Ji's method, the opponent had to take the bait.
"Langya County is just a small county in Taiyuan Continent in the east, and the Iron Crown Sect can't really be called a small sect worthy of recognition. Unexpectedly, there are actually such disciples in it."
Wang Zhiyong felt more and more that Yang Ji was underestimating his talents by staying in a small place like the Iron Crown Sect, and she wanted to help him more and more.
A real dragon should not be trapped in shallow water. A truly talented person should go to a place where he can truly display his talent.
"Yang Ji, just do as you say!"
Wang Zhiyong turned her eyes and made a decision immediately, showing her extraordinary decisiveness.
"Boom!"
The blood furnace roared, and a wave of scorching blood spurted out from Wang Zhiyong's body. The ground beneath her feet shook, and Wang Zhiyong turned into an afterimage and shot out instantly like an arrow from a string.
"Junior brother, come with me. I know the terrain you mentioned!"
Whoosh!
Yang Ji's speed was not slow either. The Floating Light Body Technique was pushed to the extreme, and it was like a blur of light traveling through the void. The assassin in black was lurking in an unknown direction. He seemed to have a special way of hiding himself.
.
Yang Ji and Wang Zhiyong did not dare to stay too far away, lest they be taken advantage of by the other party and defeated one by one.
"Boom!"
There was a roar. After realizing that the other party had not made a move, Yang Ji and Wang Zhiyuan violently fired the blood furnace almost at the same time. Their blood energy was consumed crazily, but their speed was also several times faster. It was extremely fast, and hundreds of feet passed by in an instant.
Wherever the two passed, they left a trail as brilliant as a comet.
"Go, go left. At our current speed, we can reach the place you mentioned in half a stick of incense at most. The terrain there is low and he can't hide!"
Wang Zhiyong's eyes were sharp and her speed was extremely fast.
With a rumble, wherever the two passed by, it was like a giant whale passing by, setting off a tidal wave.
"howl!--"
Almost at the same time, a shrill howl sounded from a distance. The howl sounded more like a human than a human, a beast but not an animal. Wang Zhiyong and Yang Ji didn't pay attention yet, but soon they heard a thumping sound of the earth shaking.
In the blink of an eye, from all directions, behind the countless undulating hills of the underworld, a layer of darker shadows swept toward the two of them like thousands of horses galloping.
Seeing this layer of shadow, both people's expressions changed.
"He's driving the creatures of the underworld to stop us!"
Wang Zhiyong's face darkened.
"Damn it!"
Yang Ji cursed fiercely. This was not the first time he had seen this kind of ability. The group of warriors in Gui Mansion also had this kind of ability.
However, the black-clothed assassin he met clearly had more powerful abilities.
These evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas alone cannot kill them. Yang Ji knows very well that the other party's purpose is to stop them and prevent them from leaving.
At least slow them down.
"Go, go quickly! Don't stop. He is already in a hurry. Don't let him hold you back."
Yang Ji said in a deep voice.
Boom, the blood furnace in Yang Ji's body roared, the sound was rolling like thunder, and the already high speed increased again at this time.
There is a price to pay for driving such a large range of evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas.
Yang Ji was sure that he must have consumed a lot of evil energy.
"Boom!"
The two people formed two straight lines and shot away. There was still a certain distance before the group of underworld creatures rushed over, and the two people still had enough time to adjust their strategies.
This is no longer a competition of strength and strength, but a comparison of resourcefulness and calculation.
Rumbling, the earth shook, and beasts galloped. The distance was getting closer and closer. Under the dim sky, Yang Ji could even see the exposed white teeth of the black-skinned Rakshasa at the front.
Keng!
The sword was unsheathed, and the nine-handled Yellow Dragon Sword shone with light, bursting out of the sky like a dragon, scattered in the void in all directions of Yang Ji, moving forward with him.
With a boom, nine shrill cold lights passed through the void. In an instant, the heads of rows of evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas flew up and fell to the ground.
Yang Ji's blood energy attribute may not be as versatile as Wang Zhiyong and the black-clothed assassin, and how fierce and terrifying. But in terms of the control and flexibility of the sword energy, even Wang Zhiyun and the black-clothed assassin are not as good as each other.
Rows of evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas were all cut off between the joints of their cervical vertebrae. No matter how powerful these underworld creatures are, no matter how powerful they are in a familiar environment, with Yang Ji's accuracy,
A sword like a surgical scalpel is useless for a hero.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's body swayed, bringing up a stream of afterimages, and cut into it along the gap created by the sword energy. When he reached the end, he stepped on his feet, and with a roar, he flew up like a flying bird. After crossing more than ten feet, he stepped forward with his feet.
Stepping on it, it continued to fly away like a swift arrow.
His movements were smooth, and a series of actions flowed smoothly without any stagnation, as if they had been calculated countless times in advance.
——These densely packed evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas couldn't stop him at all.
On the other side, Wang Zhiyong's speed was equally fast. Yang Ji couldn't see her movements clearly, but he noticed that wherever she passed, swarms of evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas fell like clay sculptures.
"Yang Ji, watch your step. Be careful of him getting mixed up with the evil ghosts."
Wang Zhiyong said loudly.
"I know, senior sister, you should be more careful."
Yang Jidao. Seven or eight yakshas and rakshasas bent their legs and flew over. Before the people arrived, the evil spirits in their mouths came rolling in.
"The immortal changes his shadow!"
Yang Ji flashed and moved more than ten feet in an instant to avoid the attack and at the same time narrowed the distance between him and Wang Zhiyong. Within this distance, the two of them were watching each other, and the black-clothed assassin would have no chance at all.
Fighting all the way, the two of them did not stop. After several thousand feet, the two of them reached the top of the first mountain in an instant. During this period, the assassin in black did not appear at all, but the underworld creatures that rushed around became more ferocious.
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