All evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas maintain the same postures as before they were alive. The swords are inserted at different angles, but they all kill in one move.
At this moment, the mountain-like underworld army seemed to have stopped.
"Roar!--"
The next moment, huge waves roared, and countless evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas grabbed Yang Ji with their arms waving at the moment he stopped.
In such a mountainous and sea-like army of the underworld, stopping means huge danger. Once dragged, more arms and claws will continue to pull over, until thousands of underworlds are pulled.
The bottom of living things is always suppressed below.
But despite this, Yang Ji did not hesitate.
"Hand of Death!"
As soon as the sky darkened, a huge palm stretched out from behind Yang Ji's head, and with a sudden slap, all the arms and claws were smashed into pieces, and the broken limbs were scattered in all directions.
Bang! With the power of this beat, Yang Ji rolled up into the air. In mid-air, he suddenly shot out, and another streak of white light shot out——
"Behead ten thousand people in a row!"
Rumbling, the sky shook, and the whole mountain in the underworld shook. This time, Yang Ji did not stop. Countless evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas came from all directions, but Yang Ji's ten thousand people were killed in succession.
Entering the uninhabited land, it turned into a chain that stretched upwards, constantly jumping towards the top of the mountain in the underworld.
Behind him was a long winding path made of piles of corpses.
"Success! Finally created a new trick!"
Winding along the surface of the mountain in the underworld, Yang Ji felt extremely happy at this time.
Any secret technique is very rough when it is first created. Although Yang Ji named it "Continuous Killing of Ten Thousand People", in fact, after using this technique, Yang Ji killed hundreds of evil ghosts, yakshas, etc.
Just a Rakshasa.
But for Yang Ji, he is already very satisfied. This has fully achieved the goal he originally wanted, which is simple, efficient, group combat, minimal consumption, and the sword path can be modified at any time according to the opponent's environment.
At the same time, because the consumption of sword skills has been greatly reduced, Yang Ji can greatly increase his speed to achieve the purpose of advancing. In this mountain of the underworld, this may be the key to final success.
"After I go back this time, I will practice more. I will definitely be able to reach the real state of killing ten thousand people in a row!"
Yang Ji secretly said, a bright light flashing across his eyes.
A set of unique skills can never be completed overnight from scratch, to eliminating the unnecessary and retaining the essentials, and to reaching the final state. Sometimes it even requires a long period of perfecting throughout a lifetime.
And the continuous killing of ten thousand people represents Yang Ji's highest expectation for this sword technique.
Sometime in the future, Yang Jiqi hopes that the power of this set of sword moves will continue to increase, and finally reach the point where it can be unpredictable and kill thousands of people in one go.
Bang bang bang!!
A streak of white sword light was seen rushing towards the direction of the space-time vortex at an astonishing speed. After displaying this set of sword techniques, Yang Ji's speed directly increased by more than ten times.
In the direction leading to the time and space vortex on the top of the mountain, every evil ghost, every Yaksha, and every Rakshasa can become a stepping stone for Yang Ji to use to increase his speed while killing.
Ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles...
Yang Ji's people and swords merged into one, and time has completely faded away. Although the "continuous killing of ten thousand people" is incredibly efficient and its lethality has been doubled, it also requires huge instantaneous analysis and calculation capabilities.
This set of primitive skills has not yet formed a fixed routine of moves, but is largely established and relies on Yang Ji's own analysis and calculation capabilities.
Although this reduces the difficulty of creating this unique skill, it does not reduce its power. On the contrary, it is in line with Yang Ji's combat philosophy of adapting to the enemy's conditions and adapting to circumstances.
However, if this set of unique skills were to be passed on to others, it would be impossible to pass it on like other martial arts. This is because not everyone has the huge mental power, analysis, and computing power of Yang Ji.
I don’t know how long it took, it felt like a moment, but also like countless long hours. Yang Ji no longer counted how many evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas he had killed. He only felt that the distance from the ground seemed to be getting higher and higher.
, the attacks from the front are getting bigger and bigger, and the familiar vitality of heaven and earth from the Han Dynasty in the void is getting stronger and stronger.
"Where is this going?"
Yang Ji took a deep breath, bang! At the moment when he jumped into the air, Yang Ji opened his eyes and looked around. In the dim sky and earth, he saw a huge mountain of meat under him, like a pot lid.
On the earth.
Unknowingly, I had already passed halfway up the mountain, and was still only a few dozen miles away from the time and space channel at the top of the mountain.
"Two hours, and two more hours... should be enough to reach the space-time vortex at the top of the mountain!"
In the flash of light and stone, Yang Ji looked up at the loud rumbling noise and dazzling white beam of light on the top of the mountain, and quickly calculated a time in his mind.
This ordinary journey actually took more than two hours given Yang Ji's strength. It was simply unbelievable.
But in fact, Yang Ji clearly felt that the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more pressure he felt. It was like walking in a sticky swamp.
Regardless of physical strength, willpower, or skill, it is a huge consideration.
"If I knew this passage was so difficult, I really don't know if I would have been so determined when I first chose this path..."
Yang Ji laughed to himself in his heart.
It is true that there are only some evil spirits, yakshas, and rakshasas on this road, but in fact it is far from as simple as Yang Ji imagined. In fact, if it were another one, Yang Ji guessed that it might be halfway up the mountain, he would probably have exhausted his energy.
, completely annihilated, dragged to the bottom of this mountain of the underworld.
This journey of hundreds of miles is as long as it will never end. But Yang Ji knows that there is no turning back once the bow is fired, and there is no turning back now.
"Roar!--"
"Ouch!——"
"howl!--"
The roars were heard one after another, and the huge sound was so powerful that it seemed to throw people down the mountain from mid-air. Looking up, twenty or thirty underworld creatures seemed to have discovered Yang Ji, and each one filed their steel teeth, with ferocious faces.
They flew in from all directions.
"Behead ten thousand people in a row!"
A dazzling cold light burst out from mid-air, and Yang Ji turned into a white-hot bolt. With a bang, he slammed into the sky full of underworld creatures. Wherever the sword pointed, it was devastating and invincible. Countless creatures
Broken limbs and broken arms were flying all over the sky.
Yang Ji swept past it and charged towards the higher reaches of this mountain in the underworld.
About a few miles later——
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a strong danger surged from his heart. Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and before he could react, he heard a strange scream:
"Hey!——"
"This, this is... Feitian Yaksha!"
A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, Yang Ji's heart was beating wildly, and he was almost breaking into a cold sweat: "How come there is a flying yaksha?"
At this moment, Yang Ji even doubted whether his ears heard correctly.
Along the way, he only noticed the endless evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas here, but did not notice at all the other higher underworld creatures.
Passages guarded by higher underworld creatures and passages not guarded by higher underworld creatures are two completely different concepts. The reason why Yang Ji dared to take such a risk was because he was sure that no evil ghost, yaksha, or rakshasa could threaten him.
But he met Feitian Yaksha twice, and once he was completely killed by the claws of these vicious birds that dominate the sky, how could he misremember Feitian Yaksha's voice.
"Hey!——"
The wind howled, and before Yang Ji had time to look up, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge claw, containing infinite power, descended from above his head like lightning.
At this moment, Yang Ji could see clearly from the corner of his eye that a pair of thick paws falling from his head were covered with thin black scales.
Flying Yaksha!
This is really a flying yaksha!
"Buzz!"
As if being hit by an invisible giant hammer, Yang Ji's whole body was violently violent, and the sense of crisis in his heart increased exponentially in an instant.
He has already had a deep experience of the strength of Feitian Yaksha. In the land of the underworld, whether it is the huge power of tearing gold and iron or the indestructible defense of steel, it is so difficult to overcome.
The sword technique that Yang Ji was so proud of was completely non-threatening to these powerful creatures at the seventh level of martial arts.
"call!"
The strong wind blew down, and the air flow rolled down. At such a close distance, Yang Ji had no time to dodge the flying Yaksha that sneaked up and pounced on him like lightning.
"drink!--"
At the critical moment, Yang Ji suddenly came to his senses. He didn't have time to think about it. He hooked his paws and suddenly picked out the two evil spirits under him. He lifted them up fiercely. The moment Feitian Yaksha pounced on them, he stuffed them into the huge body.
in the paws.
"Hey!——"
The deafening screams of Feitian Yaksha came from above the head, and the two strong claws tightened almost instinctively, holding the two evil spirits that Yang Ji pushed towards him.
boom!
At the moment when the Feitian Yaksha screamed, Yang Ji's body jumped up and turned into a white ray of light and flew quickly to the ground. Halfway through, he stretched out his foot and stepped under him. With a bang, it rolled and shot out more than ten feet, pulling away.
The distance from Feitian Yaksha.
Huh! The air flow roared, and a huge shadow flapped its wings, suddenly vibrated, and flew into the sky like a sharp arrow. Under its claws, one on the left and one on the right, it was clearly carrying the two evil ghosts that Yang Ji had thrown over.
It was at this time that Yang Ji looked up at the sky and finally saw hundreds of black spots all over the sky. An unknown number of flying yakshas were circling and screaming, forming formations on this mountain in the underworld.
Patrolling and hunting in the sky.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a breath, and a chill ran from the top of his head to the soles of his feet: "There is such a flying yaksha!"
Yang Ji felt deeply shocked.
When Yang Ji looked at them from hundreds of miles away, these flying yakshas looked like tiny black dots. They were completely inconspicuous under the dim, dark sky of the underworld.
Yang Ji has always been attracted by this huge mountain in the underworld and didn't care about the sky at all. He never thought that when countless evil ghosts, yakshas, and rakshasas were attracted by the breath of another world and rushed into the space vortex crazily, this
This feast also attracted the attention of nearby groups of flying yakshas.
These advanced underworld creatures were attracted by the chaos and darkness, and gathered above the mountains of the underworld to enjoy their crazy feast.
"Buzz!"
In the flash of light and stone, Yang Ji felt several sharp eyes, which were solid and solid, falling on him. Yang Ji's heart moved, and he followed the feeling and looked over, and suddenly saw a pair of sharp falcons in the sky a hundred feet away behind him.
His eyes were crazy and bloodthirsty, looking at him like a prey.
"Damn it, why did I forget that Feitian Yaksha is a social creature!"
Yang Ji felt a great shock in his heart, as if he had been struck by thunder.
Wang Zhiyong has long said that in the underworld, the flying yakshas dare to challenge the asuras, relying on their numbers.
Yang Ji successfully escaped the pursuit of the first flying yaksha, but he also attracted the attention of other flying yakshas, leading to a larger-scale pursuit.
——Yang Ji has no idea that Feitian Yaksha likes to hunt evil ghosts and Yakshas, but he prefers more powerful prey.
While Yang Ji escaped the pursuit of the first flying yaksha, he also successfully showed his power to other flying yakshas.
Nothing excites Feitian Yaksha more than hunting such powerful life forms.
Under the eyes of Feitian Yaksha Falcon, Yang Ji could not hide at all. A bigger crisis was coming.
"boom!"
Without any time to think, Yang Ji jumped out. After a few feet, he turned into a white-hot horse and rushed out:
"Behead ten thousand people in a row!"
In front of Yang Ji's sword, all the underworld creatures that rushed towards him were chopped into several pieces. And further behind, seven or eight fierce flying yakshas fluttered their wings, screamed, and chased them like lightning. r1152
