"Buzz!"
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!"
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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.
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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.
To be continued...