Chapter four hundred and ninety second bloody wolf smoke
With a flash of light, Yang Ji transformed into a huge eight-armed demon god, and instantly appeared beside an evil cult master. He lifted it up with a bronze arm and slammed it...(〔.c
Bang bang bang!
One, two, three... wherever Yang Ji went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and there was no one enemy at all. This wave of the Evil God Cult suffered heavy losses in a short period of time.
"Block him!"
Three wisps of extremely sharp Qi shot out of the air and anchored Yang Ji at the same time. Even with Yang Ji's ability, the aura in his body was slightly disordered at this moment.
Boom, the three majestic torrents of blood energy were mighty and as straight as pillars. The power contained in the blood energy was so majestic that it not only penetrated the void in an instant, but seemed to penetrate the universe and the stars in one fell swoop.
"Bloody smoke!"
Yang Ji felt a shiver in his heart. Blood Qi Wolf Smoke was the ability of the eighth-level martial arts master, and the Evil God Sect actually sent three eighth-level martial arts masters to deal with him.
Facing the most powerful attack from the three great martial arts sects who joined forces to stop him from committing crimes, even Yang Ji was afraid and restrained his steps.
With a bang, three volcanoes of blood and energy collided together, causing huge waves in the courtyard. Yang Ji dodged the attacks of the three men by a hair's breadth, but did not rush to attack. He swayed, distanced himself from everyone, and glanced over.
Thirty feet away, two other eighth-level martial arts sects that Yang Ji had never seen slowly walked out, stood side by side, and appeared in Yang Ji's field of vision.
The two great martial arts masters who appeared behind seemed to have been preparing to ambush secretly, waiting for Yang Ji to show a weakness, act according to the opportunity, and give him a fatal blow.
But the situation on the battlefield could no longer wait for them to ambush.
The Evil God Cult had practiced drills in advance, and their tactics were so sophisticated that they even caused headaches for many forces in Taiyuan City. As soon as they met, Yang Ji fell into disgrace and suffered heavy losses.
If this continues, before Yang Ji shows his flaws.╪┠.(﹝.c{o[m{This group of masters that the Evil God Sect has finally cultivated will be completely wiped out.
"Boy, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be a master of poisons!"
The newly appeared scar-faced Grand Wuzong looked at Yang Ji and said harshly. His aura was majestic, like a tall mountain lying in front of Yang Ji. On him, Yang Ji smelled a strong, disgusting smell of blood.
.
It's something that can only be found in people who are ruthless, murderous, and have a lot of lives on their hands.
Although Yang Ji's hands were stained with blood, compared with the scarred face in front of him, they were as different as clouds and mud. They were too far apart.
"It is rumored that the Evil God Cult believes in an evil god from outside the world, and usually requires a large amount of human blood and lives to sacrifice. Taiyuan Continent does not have that many masters for them to sacrifice. The targets of sacrifice can only be ordinary people!"
Yang Ji frowned, a hint of murderous intent flashing through his heart.
In the border areas, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and they are remote. Therefore, there are many evil cults, which often fool the people and sacrifice people's lives.
Yang Ji had heard before when he was in Jin'an City that transportation was inconvenient in some remote mountains. The whole village was often vaporized.
The village is still there, but no one is there.
These people were sacrificed by the whole village. The Tianyin Sect was such a cult in the past. But compared with the Evil God Sect, the Tianyin Sect is simply not worth mentioning.
I'm afraid I don't know how many lives have been sacrificed by such forces.
The scar-faced Great Wuzong in front of him had obviously had a lot of such lives on his hands.
"It's fine if you haven't met him, but if you meet him, you can't spare him! - Evil heretics, everyone can punish them!"
Yang Ji looked at the man with the scarred face, and a fierce murderous intention flashed in his eyes. After all, Yang Ji is a descendant of Confucianism and has been taught the "Book of Great Confucianism". The most intolerable thing among ancient Confucians is this kind of blood sacrifice to living beings. Blood sacrifice to common people.
The great devil.
In fact, even if he did not inherit the ancient Confucian orthodoxy, Yang Ji would never let him go.┝═┝╪┝...
"return!"
Yang Ji moved his hand, and all the bee swarms from all directions flew back. With Yang Ji's finger, they flew into the sky and disappeared quickly.
These three great martial arts sects are very powerful. Yang Ji's poisonous giant bee can only deal with others, but it is unable to deal with these three great martial arts sects.
As far as the eye can see, there are already more than a dozen corpses of poisonous giant bees on the ground. All of them were killed by these eighth-level martial arts masters.
Although it is said that there is a highly poisonous queen bee in Yang Ji's mustard bottle, which can continuously lay eggs and give birth to new giant bees. But the dozen or so poisonous giant bees that are invulnerable and comparable to Wuzong are still unbearable for Yang Ji
Loss.
However, even so, Yang Ji has achieved results. There are corpses in the yard, on the high walls, in the lanes, and on the roof ridges.
Most of these evil god cult masters died of poisoning, and some were stung to death by giant bees.
"You are so brave, you actually dare to commit an assassination in Taiyuan City!"
Yang Ji dismissed the giant bee, his eyes were cold, and he stared at the three people opposite him fiercely. This is the hinterland of the imperial court, the place where the imperial court in the entire Taiyuan Continent has the greatest power and the strictest control.
These guys actually dare to act openly and openly here, they are so courageous.
"Hehehehe, so what if we start here? There are so many forces in Taiyuan City. If something goes wrong in every place, will King Taiyuan have to go?"
The third and last person to appear was the middle-aged Wu Zongdao of the Evil God Sect. He was particularly tall and thin, and looked at Yang Ji's sinister sneer, looking confident and confident.
Most of Yang Ji's poisonous giant bees were killed by him.
——For an eighth-level martial artist, these poisonous giant bees are still too weak.
Yang Ji's face darkened, and his expression became a lot colder. The Evil God Cult did indeed have no taboos in doing things, but there was one thing they really got right.
Prince Taiyuan has a distinguished status and is a prince of the royal family. This kind of person has a large number of troops and military experts to mobilize. It is not a very urgent matter. Prince Taiyuan cannot pay attention to important matters.
Even if the fire reaches the entrance of Prince Taiyuan's Mansion, the Martial Saint of Taiyuan Continent may not take action.
These people obviously figured this out.
——The Evil God Cult has been lingering in Taiyuan Continent for so long, and it is not without reason that it has never been eradicated!
"You have really exhausted all your mechanisms! However, I really want to know how you are going to deal with these, these, and these..."
Yang Ji stretched out a finger and pointed at the Jade Ax Inn behind the three of them, as well as the houses far and near, and sneered. He was not the only one staying at the Jade Ax Inn, Yang Ji.
Such a big movement from the Evil God Cult had already woken up the entire Jade Ax Inn. There were noisy people inside and the lights were bright, so many people were awakened.
Not only that, the fight between the two here also woke up the houses and shops near the Jade Ax Inn. You know, Zhuque Street is a bustling street.
If the Evil God Sect dares to take action here, they must be prepared to be alerted by a large number of people and even wake up the entire Taiyuan City. Prince Taiyuan is not the only one in Taiyuan City.
The martial arts examination has just ended, but there are still many good players staying here. Taiyuanzhou is the core of the east, and there are also some masters stationed here. Among them are even some Jinshi from the Han Dynasty.
Although these people are not as powerful as Prince Taiyuan, they are still enough to deal with a few masters of the Evil God Sect. What's more, the imperial court has a court mechanism.
Once a certain place appears and a fire breaks out, a large number of cavalry will be attracted in a short time. If the Evil God Cult wants to deal with him here, they really have to be careful and careful, and keep their tail between their legs.
"Hey, I won't bother you with this. Of course, someone will divert the people from the imperial court, and they won't get here. So, if you want to delay, don't bother. We won't give you this opportunity.
That’s of no use at all.”
"Hehe, by the way. This battle won't last long at all."
As soon as the voice fell, the three of them attacked at the same time.
"Boom!"
The sky burned, and a big iron fist, red as a soldering iron, blazing with flames, wrapped in the heat wave of the sky, slammed down on the top of Yang Ji's head like Mount Tai.
This punch was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it reached the top of Yang Ji's head and blew up all the air above Yang Ji's head.
"Hey!——"
And almost at the same time, black smoke billowed, and the void screamed shrilly. Behind Yang Ji's body, a huge gray-white skull with a sad expression suddenly rose out of the billowing black smoke.
Behind this head, hundreds of large and small, bubble-like skulls quickly emerged. These skulls exuded a strong aura of death, and each one seemed to have been exposed to the sun, withered, and cracked for hundreds of years.
Like the earth, it crazily sucks the target's vitality.
In just a moment, before these heads even pounced, Yang Ji felt the life force in his body leak out rapidly.
"What a weird martial arts!"
Yang Ji's heart trembled. Yang Ji had been in contact with Zhang Pu, and he didn't feel that Zhang Pu was so strange at all. These masters of the evil god sect gave Yang Ji the feeling that they were obviously much more experienced than Zhang Pu. Obviously, they all
He is a master who has been immersed in the Evil God Cult for many years.
However, Yang Ji was not afraid at all. Although these three people were top masters, none of them could pass the test.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji moved, and the wind-attributed Falun in the eight-armed demon god's left hand whirled, making a sharp roar. Yang Ji advanced instead of retreating, disappearing in an instant, leaving only a series of phantoms in the place.
"You want to deal with me even with this little strength, get out of here!"
Tens of feet away, Yang Ji appeared in front of the shirtless man with disheveled hair in an instant. He picked up the bronze magic weapon in his hand and quickly transformed into a black crocodile. Thousands of waves and thousands of clouds came towards the shirtless man.
The strong man slapped it away hard.
The power of Yang Ji's blow was so powerful that it was even more powerful than the three Great Wuzongs of the Evil God Sect. When the bronze magical weapon was struck, layers of powerful energy surged out. (To be continued.)
