The sky and the earth were dim, and countless arms and claws danced in his eyes. Yang Ji felt as if he was stepping on a blanket blown up by the wind. His feet were soft and empty, and he seemed to collapse at any time. +◆w.
"howl!"
The air flow surged, and countless underworld creatures howled in the ears. At the same time, countless claws stretched out, densely grabbing at Yang Ji's ankles, thighs, robes, chest, and arms.
All the evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas were scrambling to be the first, rushing towards the space-time vortex with all their strength. Some yakshas even kicked their noses and raised their eyes, and rushed towards Yang Ji's face from the side.
"boom!"
Yang Ji stepped heavily on his feet and stayed on the spot for less than half a second. He immediately used his strength and leaped higher like a cannonball again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Once, twice, three times, Yang Ji kept bouncing and refracting along the surface of this majestic "mountain of the underworld".
"The fairy rainbow penetrates the sun!"
A ray of light that was more dazzling than the sun burst out from Yang Ji's palm. After spinning around in the void, it fell violently. Boom! The energy shot out, blood splattered, and wherever the sword energy landed, every head fell.
Evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas flew into the sky, were dismembered by the sword energy, and turned into countless fragments and scattered down.
Yang Ji kept walking, and after carving a road on the surface of the mountain in the underworld, he flew out with a whoosh. In the blink of an eye, the light on his body flickered, the void twisted, and suddenly disappeared, replaced by a huge dragon.
Turtles are lifelike and solid creatures among thousands of underworld creatures.
"The Wrath of the Overlord!"
Yang Ji punched out, like a meteorite falling. The underworld legions blocking the front were blown away one after another, and some were thrown far away, even dozens of feet away.
Yang Ji stepped on his feet, and the floating body technique caught the fairy rainbow and penetrated the sun. In an instant, the man and the sword merged into one, turning into a dazzling white rainbow and shooting out again.
"The Immortal carries his sword!"
"Hand of death!"
"Xiao Ah Bi Gong!"
"Hegemony, bear the sky!"
…
All the techniques came one after another and were continuously displayed from Yang Ji's hands. He was like a broken cannonball, constantly refracting and jumping forward among the densely packed underworld creatures like mountains and seas.
There are too many underworld creatures around the space-time channel, and the distance is hundreds of miles. For Yang Ji, it is like a huge gap that is difficult to cross easily.
Every moment, countless underworld creatures rush towards us from all directions.
This is not because Yang Ji's disguise failed, but that all creatures in the underworld are facing the same dilemma. Every evil ghost, yaksha, and rakshasa wants to pull down other similar creatures and squeeze themselves into that river.
Go into the vortex of time and space.
Huge pressure surged from all directions, and Yang Ji had completely forgotten everything else. He was just constantly projecting and calculating, fighting and killing, and constantly moving forward and projecting.
Sweat was pouring on his forehead. This journey of several hundred miles would have been as easy as breathing for Yang Ji in normal times. But now it had become extremely long.
The energy in his body was consumed rapidly, but his mental power was consumed even faster. More importantly, in this vast sea of underworld legions, Yang Ji felt that his martial arts were completely insufficient.
"No. It's too slow. It's really too slow... My martial arts killing efficiency is far from good. If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the core of the space-time vortex all day and night."
Yang Ji's mind went back and forth, the instinct to fight was commanding his body, but Yang Ji was also active in his mind. "Sword Code" was originally a group battle technique from ancient times, but Yang Ji found that it was completely insufficient.
The "Immortal Sword", a devastating and invincible skill in Yang Ji's hands, also seemed so clumsy at this time. Yang Ji knew very well that it was not that these skills had become worse, but that the fighting in the human world was completely different from the underworld.
different.
In the human world, even if there are group battles and killings between large sects, the number of people can only be tens of thousands to ten thousand at most. To reach ten thousand people is already a big scene.
But in the underworld, there are countless powerful underworld creatures. There are no less than 700,000 or 800,000 underworld creatures that appear in front of you.
In the face of such a huge number, no matter how powerful Yang Ji's group combat sword skills were, they all seemed so insignificant.
"Buzz!"
Yang Jiping's mood became active again, "Immortal Sword", "Baxia Futian Fist", "Dian Mu Sword Technique", "Sword Code", "Floating Light Body Technique"... all the unique skills, one move after another, all
Break it down and come to mind.
"Wrath of the Overlord" and "Immortal Rainbow Penetrating the Sun" are the strongest secret techniques created by Yang Ji. However, as his strength increases and the opponents he faces become more and more powerful, these special techniques gradually fail to keep up.
Yang Ji’s combat needs.
"Perhaps I should create a brand new secret skill!"
Yang Ji murmured to himself, but the figures of the evil prince, Yang Xuanlan, the skeleton ghost king, the assassin in black, and Wang Zhiyong appeared in his mind.
Whether it is the Evil Prince, Yang Xuanlan, the Skeleton Ghost King, the Black-clad Assassin, or Wang Zhiyong, each one of them is an extremely talented and unparalleled pride of heaven, a dragon and a phoenix among men, something Yang Ji has never encountered before.
Top strong man!
Each of these people has their own powerful and unique characteristics. The unique skills of Ba Xia's Wrath and Immortal Rainbow Guan Ri are okay against others. But they are not good at dealing with this level of genius. They don't have the ability at all.
A sure-kill effect.
During this period of time, Yang Ji continuously encountered these top experts, allowing Yang Ji to accumulate a lot of experience and gain a brand-new martial arts experience.
It's just that these martial arts experiences are just martial arts experiences and have not been transformed into actual combat effectiveness. Until this moment, facing the mountains and seas of the underworld legions, Yang Ji suddenly came up with the idea of creating a true martial arts secret of his own.
.
To carve out a path of your own does not happen overnight, and there is never an end.
But for Yang Ji, as long as he takes the first step, there will be a second step, a third step... As long as he perseveres, he will eventually find his own path!
"Buzz!"
In an instant, as if being stimulated by something, Yang Ji's mental energy consumption suddenly increased tenfold, and the speed of his mind also increased tenfold.
The experience, insights and practice gained from the fierce battles between the top strong men are confirmed and constantly blended with the martial arts.
To create a unique martial art requires tremendous perseverance, wisdom, experience and insight. No matter how talented you are, it is extremely difficult to create a powerful unique skill from scratch.
Fortunately, although Yang Ji also created his own, he did not create it from scratch. Instead, it was based on his solid martial arts foundation and rich practical experience.
From Immortal Shadow Changing to Tyrant's Wrath, Yang Ji already has sufficient experience in this area.
"boom!"
Yang Ji slashed with his sword, and countless evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas flew up one after another screaming, but there was peace in his mind.
In a daze, Yang Ji returned to the scene outside Langya City, Yang Xuanlan's domineering, powerful, and terrifying sealing skills.
Yang Xuanlan's unique skills were opened and closed, and the momentum was like occupying the great road of heaven, condescending and rolling in. He left no room for it until his death.
Then there is the evil prince. Although he is a member of the evil way, the talent of the evil prince is no less than that of Yang Xuanlan. He does not have Yang Xuanlan's arrogant and condescending aura, but he is more deadly and dangerous.
Like a poisonous snake, the evil prince is always coveting the flaw in your body. His attacks are like mercury leaking through the ground, all-pervasive. As long as you reveal the slightest flaw, his attack will take advantage of the gap and go straight to the vital point. Finally, you will be finished.
life.
Yang Ji fought with these two people the most, so he gained more insights and experiences. In the dark, he remembered the battle of Changjie in Langya County. Under the blazing fireworks, the battle between the two reached a level that was difficult for others.
the height to reach.
That day, Yang Ji stood on the roof and watched the fierce battle between the two. However, it invisibly helped Yang Ji who was standing by and became a valuable asset to Yang Ji in martial arts.
"boom!"
The howl in his ears was earth-shattering. Yang Ji suddenly stretched out his right foot and stepped on the head of Yaksha, who was too trapped to move. With the force of this step, Yang Ji flew up with a bang like a cannonball and passed over ten feet.
Distance, falling in a higher place...
The lights and shadows in his mind were flowing, and Yang Ji thought of the black-clothed assassin and Wang Zhiyong again. The sword energy of these two people was too sharp, too overbearing, so sharp, and overbearing that even Yang Ji's sword energy was like wood compared to them.
The difference between iron tools is the same.
Even Yang Xuanlan and the evil prince were inferior in terms of their fierce nature.
This is a completely different field and realm. For Yang Ji, this is a brand new experience. Especially the assassin in black. Although Yang Ji has long heard Lu Wu mention these mysterious assassins who come and go, but the real
This is the first time we have come into contact and played against each other.
The assassin's sword moves are sharp, ruthless, direct, concise, and extremely deadly. There are no unnecessary movements at all, and everything is aimed at killing.
When fighting against them, one feels like a sword is inserted into one's body at any moment, and one feels like one is on the verge of death.
The Evil Prince is fierce in his attacks, but these people are so fierce in their moves. It is even difficult for you to further streamline their moves because they have already streamlined them to the extreme.
But streamlining doesn't mean simplicity, but improving killing efficiency to the extreme.
Everything is for the purpose of killing.
…
There was a roar in the ears, and the huge waves from the roars of dozens or millions of underworld creatures condensed into substance, hitting the body, and even the body felt like it was being impacted.
Although the outside world was in a state of excitement, Yang Ji's heart became increasingly peaceful.
All my martial arts skills are derived from the rewards in the martial arts examinations and the unique skills of the Iron Crown Sect, which may be considered quite powerful in Langya County. However, the backgrounds of people like Bai Julu, Wang Zhiyong, the evil prince, and the black-clothed assassin are compared to
, it seems too insignificant.
Only through constant verification, improvement, and integration can we continue to strengthen ourselves.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji was shocked, and images of countless swords and swords, countless moving trajectories, countless tricky angles, and countless fists and swords suddenly appeared in his mind.
Everything blends together with the countless pairs of evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas waving their arms and claws in front of them.
Countless thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind one after another.
"If there is a move that can solve the current situation, kill thousands of underworld creatures, and at the same time reduce the energy consumption to the minimum and the body movement to the fastest. Then what kind of move should it be?
"
Somehow, a question flashed in Yang Ji's mind.
For an instant, time seemed to stand still.
Thousands of sword shadows disappeared in Yang Ji's mind. The endless and complicated movement trajectories disappeared. In the end, there was only one sword left. It was sharp, ruthless, direct, concise, and vaguely in line with some kind of natural principle.
The sword of reason.
——The sword of the assassin in black!
Boom!
As if a stone had been dropped into a deep lake, Yang Ji's mind opened up and a huge wave of thoughts arose in an instant. Scenes of the fight with the assassin in black, every move came to mind.
From the first move to the last move, Yang Ji's "Immortal Sword" continued to integrate and change. In the end, there was only one move left. It blended with the black-clothed assassin's martial arts and quickly evolved into a brand new move!
——Simple, efficient, group battle, least consumption, unpredictable, and the fastest advancement!
"Behead ten thousand people in a row!"
After a moment, Yang Ji suddenly opened his eyes and held the sword in both hands. It suddenly turned into a dazzling sword light and bounced up. No one can describe the light of this moment, and no one can describe the speed of this sword.
I only know that when this sword shot forward among the mountains and seas of the underworld army, stretching and twisting, rolling like a dragon, and finally stopped, it was already thousands of feet away——
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
When Yang Ji finally stopped, there were explosions behind him. Along the winding curve, hundreds of evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas fell on Yang Ji's sword path without any warning! (To be continued, please search
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