This style is too cautious. In some cases, it can even be called paranoia. But it has indeed played a role, and Yang Ji can no longer hide it.
"Half a cup of tea, at most half a cup of tea, he will find the problem. In this half cup of time, if I can't deal with them, there will be no chance in the future!"
Yang Ji secretly hid in the magma, his heart rising and falling.
Time is now on the side of the Voodoo Sect, forcing Yang Ji to take action. But it is not that easy. In a short period of time, Yang Ji thought of countless methods in his mind, but he could not pass the test of being the leader of the Voodoo Sect.
Kill him!
Kill the voodoo leader. As long as you kill him, your plan will succeed. The biggest obstacle will be removed, and no one will be able to stop you.
Whether it is killing the crocodile-shaped giant beast, collecting the soul of the giant beast, or killing all the voodoo cultists in the world and erasing all traces of his presence, everything is easy.
But the premise is that you can really kill him.
Yang Ji could feel that although the Feitian Iron Corpse had not yet collected conclusive information, the voodoo leader was already on guard. Coupled with the previous larvae incident, it was far from easy to get close to him.
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What's worse is that although his strength has been weakened, the degree of weakening is far from that strong. With superb combat skills and experience, the leader of the Voodoo Cult has avoided the threatening attack of the crocodile-shaped beast to the greatest extent.
Preserved his own strength.
Yang Ji even felt extremely powerful at one point. This guy seemed to be using his men intentionally or unintentionally, using them to block some attacks that he couldn't dodge, share his damage, and preserve his strength!
If this continues, until the moment the crocodile-shaped giant beast falls, all the Voodoo masters will be killed, but the strength of the Voodoo leader may not be seriously weakened.
This left Yang Ji with no chance at all!
And if the other party becomes alert, gives up this opportunity, and quickly leaves the lava space, then the situation will become even worse.
The people of the Voodoo Sect will definitely try their best to find themselves. With their huge strength that even the ancient giant beasts dare to pay attention to, they are afraid that they will be doomed and will not have much capital to compete.
"Whether the last chance can succeed or not depends on whether we can successfully kill him!"
Yang Ji thought about it, and a sharp light flashed in his mind.
The situation is very unfavorable to me. The warning range of the Voodoo leader is very large. It is impossible for me to get close to it. Even with the mustard bottle.
"...So, we must break through his defense in the shortest possible time. Kill him completely before he takes action!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind.
Any tricks or strategies are no longer effective, only head-on confrontation. This means that Yang Ji will withstand his attack, and under the pressure of the opponent's fatal threat, penetrate his defense and kill him.
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Fighting against an eighth-level martial arts master with his peak martial arts cultivation?
Under normal circumstances, this is impossible, but the leader of the Voodoo Sect at the level of the Great Wuzong might turn Yang Ji into a meat pie. The only advantage Yang Ji has now is that the other party does not know his existence.
And no matter how cautious his nature is, until now, most of his attention is on the crocodile-shaped giant beast in front of him.
This is Yang Ji's only chance and his greatest hope!
"Buzz!"
The surroundings were quiet, except for the shocking sound of explosions in the distance. Yang Ji looked into the distance, just staring at the voodoo leader.
With the rapid consumption of mental energy in his mind, all the movements, actions, physical details of the attack, and changes in position of the voodoo leader were reflected in Yang Ji's mind.
In this way, Yang Ji is trying to memorize the movements of the voodoo leader, record his habits, and try to find his flaws.
"It's too strong and very experienced. His movements are almost two seconds ahead of the crocodile-shaped giant beast!"
"Most of the injuries he suffered were caused by area attacks, as well as suppressing the attack rhythm of the crocodile-shaped giant beast..."
"The combat skills are quite exquisite. With super strong sense and foresight, it is very difficult for him to succeed in a sneak attack..."
"His left hand is not as proficient as his right hand, which is his biggest flaw. But if he attacks from here, it will be instantly compensated by his right palm attack. Not only will there be no gain, but he will fall into his trap. This is a trap.
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"Super perception, peak reaction, extreme caution and rich fighting skills..., there is only one chance to deal with him, and only one time!"
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Yang Ji's eyes flashed with light. Countless thoughts flashed through him in an instant. These people were all extremely rich in combat experience and skills, but they were toying with a crocodile-shaped beast that the Su Renxiong and the Dihuoshuang Village had been unable to do anything for three or four years.
In the palm of his hand, if he hadn't secretly caused trouble, none of these people would have died in the end.
As the leader of these people, the Eighth Level Martial Sect's strength and experience are even more outstanding. Many of Yang Ji's moves and strategies are effective against others, but they are completely useless against this kind of person.
Once he failed, Yang Ji felt all the anger of an eighth-level martial arts sect and a powerful force who would use any means to pursue him.
"The Flying Iron Corpse should have traveled more than half of the way. In a little while, the truth will be discovered!"
Yang Ji calculated the speed of the Feitian Iron Corpse, feeling secretly anxious that time was not on his side.
When the leader of the Voodoo Cult discovers that the formation slave is missing near the teleportation formation, everything will be exposed. This does not mean that everything will be fine as long as Yang Ji gives up the plan, but it is a question of how to remedy it.
Once a plan starts, it is often out of your control and there is no way out. What's more, it also involves your own destiny and future. Even if you have to take huge risks, it is worth taking a chance.
"...Ten breaths left!"
Yang Ji's mind buzzed for a while, and he didn't have much time left for him:
"Only one last chance left!"
Yang Ji raised his head and stared hard into the distance. Although the hope was slim, the chance was not impossible. After careful observation for so long, Yang Ji had discovered a flaw:
Every time the battle reached a certain level, the Voodoo leader would raise his head and be distracted from commanding the three iron corpses (one had already flown away) and the two bronze corpses above him.
This is the Flying Iron Corpse, and the Flying Bronze Corpse is the creation of the leader of the Voodoo Cult, and it has his conscious clone, which is equivalent to his clone.
Under normal circumstances, there should be no flaws.
But facing a crocodile-shaped giant beast at the eighth level of martial arts, with strength bonuses and self-healing effects in the lava world, and a serious shortage of manpower, even a strong man like the leader of the Voodoo Cult
It is also inevitable that our strength will be insufficient, we will be stretched thin, and we will have flaws.
This is your only chance!
At this time, the leader of the Voodoo Cult not only had to distract himself from the giant crocodile-shaped beast, but also several flying iron corpses and flying bronze corpses. Of all the situations, this was the most distracting leader of the Voodoo Cult and the most harmful to him.
It's the time when you have the greatest hope.
"...There are still eight breaths left!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath.
He has accurately calculated that there are still eight breaths left for this situation to occur.
“…it’s time for seven breaths!”
Yang Ji took a deep look into the distance, and then quickly dived into the magma seabed. He came to the bottom of the battlefield with familiarity and looked up.
Now there are only five breaths left!
Yang Ji looked up at the huge vortex, the boiling red sea surface, the huge waves in the sky... everything was clearly reflected in his mind and appeared on his pupils.
Yang Ji has long been familiar with all the moves, positions, and responses of the leader of the Voodoo Cult. Yang Ji's huge mental power has deduced the changes from them, and has already deduced a very small flaw.
This flaw is subtle and hidden in many moves. It is not even a flaw. But Yang Ji has a way to turn this flaw, which is not a flaw, into a real flaw.
Based on the voodoo leader's instant reaction and fighting instinct, Yang Ji had a one percent chance of turning it into a huge certainty.
This completely depends on the combat reactions and instincts of Yang Ji and the Voodoo leader.
The Voodoo leader's combat reaction must be two seconds ahead of the crocodile giant beast. Yang Ji must be on the line faster than him to be able to do this.
As the saying goes, a slight difference is a thousand miles. If your cultivation reaches the level of a voodoo leader, it is impossible to increase your speed by even a smidgen.
If Yang Ji hadn't been good at swordsmanship and had the advantage of speed after merging with Naji Pingren Ping, Yang Ji wouldn't even have to think about it if he wanted to deal with an eighth-level martial arts master.
Even with these advantages, Yang Ji does not have the ability to break through against an eighth-level martial arts master. If the magma world environment is special and that terrifying giant beast attracts his attention, Yang Ji can only look back and sigh.
Definitely not anyone can challenge an eighth-level Grand Martial Sect, and there are many dangers involved!
"Four breaths!"
This thought passed through his mind, and Yang Ji's whole body tensed up. The next moment, buzz! A flaming red monster fish that resembled a swordfish that had been captured by Yang Ji in advance was released from the mustard bottle by Yang Ji.
Whoosh!
Yang Ji's body and the bottle merged into one, and instantly sank into the mouth of the fiery red strange fish. In a thousandth of an instant, the fiery red strange fish burst out of the air and flew towards the magma sea surface.
"Three breaths!"
The fiery red strange fish flashed across the layers of space in an instant, only halfway to the magma sea surface. In a battlefield where all kinds of energy gathered and turned into an energy storm zone, the energy of this strange fish was not very obvious, but it was definitely not noticeable.
Less than.
The leader of the Voodoo Sect has become suspicious, and the flying iron corpse sent out is enough to illustrate the problem. For an eighth-level martial arts sect who has become wary, it is no longer feasible to approach him easily as before.
So Yang Ji never thought that he could get as close as before. (To be continued.) h211