The evil prince is so powerful that he is even more powerful than before.
Yang Ji immediately felt a strong sense of danger, but this time, he did not retreat.
"Well done! Prince of Evil, I will also let you see my methods!"
Yang Jichen shouted, and the blood furnace roared in his body, and he immediately sacrificed his own magical weapon, which was also his most powerful trump card.
"Hand of death!"
"Boom!"
Like a huge boulder falling into a pool, with Yang Ji as the center, the air within a radius of ten feet vibrated, causing thousands of feet of ripples.
And Yang Ji's body had an ancient, majestic, and vast aura that went from weak to strong, growing to an unbelievable level in a short period of time.
Buzz!
The next moment, the sky darkened, and a hard, thick and mysterious hand shot out from behind Yang Ji's head. It instantly passed through the void and collided heavily with the evil prince's hand.
Boom!
The wind was powerful, sand and rocks were flying, and huge waves exploded in the sky within a hundred feet. Some of the evil ghosts from the underworld who rushed over did not even say a word, and were knocked into ashes by these destructive energy.
"!!!"
The evil prince missed the attack he was aiming for, and his expression suddenly changed. He never thought that Yang Ji would have such a method:
"You actually have such a thing?!"
The evil prince's voice came out from the billowing black smoke, revealing his deep shock. A military general with the sixth level of martial arts could actually compete with a strong man at the Wu Zong level, and even with a strong man like himself. This was something the evil prince had never seen before.
Never thought of it.
In the mysterious giant hand of Yang Ji, he felt an ancient power, which was definitely not possessed by a mere general.
The time of its birth has even surpassed this era and belongs to another era!
The evil prince was really shocked. A sword that could hurt Wuzong didn't mean much. But this mysterious hand was something that even he had never owned.
"How about it? You didn't expect it, did you? I told you that after three days of separation, we should be very impressed. Neither you nor Yang Xuanlan can suppress me anymore!"
Yang Ji used the Floating Light Body Technique, and his body turned into a wandering afterimage on the ground, but the "hand of death" he raised was extremely fast.
After Yang Ji completed the sacrificial refining of the "natal magic weapon", his control of this big hand has become as flexible as using his arms and fingers.
Streams of blood energy erupted through the blood furnace, and then were continuously input into the "Hand of Death". Yang Ji controlled this natal magic weapon to cut, chop, point or shoot, and the key points he attacked were all on the evil prince.
Places with weak defenses and inaccessible rescue areas.
"Hmph! Don't be too happy yet. This kind of treasure is just a waste of time. Instead of letting you waste it, you might as well let me use it!"
The cold voice of the evil prince came out from the billowing black smoke. Before the voice fell, the big hand of Xuan Ni, which was turned into a big bead on the seabed above his head, retracted and grabbed Yang Ji with a roar.
The evil prince himself stepped down, leaving a phantom on the spot, and his real body grabbed Yang Ji's shoulder.
The A-bi function takes away the vitality of all warriors in the world. Although Yang Ji practiced the "Little A-bi skill" he gave to Fang Bai, it is not at the same level in terms of power.
As long as he is caught by him, he is confident that he can take away at least one-third of the blood in Yang Ji's body. As long as he sucks it three times in a row, he is basically doing it alone.
"Whoosh!"
Although the evil prince was fast, Yang Ji was even faster. With a flash of his clothes, the evil prince immediately missed him with one palm.
"Um?"
He grabbed the air with one palm. The evil prince couldn't help but frowned. A strong man of his level had very keen senses. This strike didn't seem like Yang Ji reacted quickly. It seemed like Yang Ji had expected such a move in advance.
, it’s like getting out of the way in advance.
"How is this going?"
The evil prince frowned. He didn't feel this way even when he was fighting with Chaoyang Fuma. He felt like he was being taken advantage of.
How did the evil prince know that Yang Ji saw him fighting twice in succession. He projected all the battles between him, the elders of the Iron Crown Sect, and Yang Xuanlan into his mind, and analyzed and deduced them.
For a super genius like the Evil Prince, it is impossible to figure out everything about him just by watching a few battles. Even if you can figure him out, the Evil Prince's wisdom can completely target him and change his fighting methods and styles.
However, it is entirely possible to just analyze some of his combat characteristics and characteristics and make use of them.
Yang Ji is like this now.
"Buzz!"
There was no time to think too much. The evil prince turned into a black shadow and followed him like a shadow, chasing Yang Ji again. His speed was extremely fast. Although Yang Ji had the Floating Light Body Technique and the Hand of Death, his strength was not inferior to him at all.
But in terms of speed, the speed of the military commander level cannot be compared to that of Wu Zong!
"boom!"
There was a flash of cold light, and just before the evil prince caught up with Yang Ji, a white rainbow light that was more dazzling than the sun shot down from the sky like a horse and slammed into the evil prince.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Then came the second, third, fourth... ten dazzling sword energies shot down from the sky and hit the evil prince with thunderous force.
Even with the ability of the evil prince, he felt a sense of fear in his heart. Boom! A circle of strong Abi energy erupted from his body, knocking the four swords away one after another like a storm.
Wu Zong's body is as strong as gold and iron, and most flying swords cannot even cut through his skin. But Yang Ji's sword is different and has the strength to threaten Wu Zong.
The evil prince exerted his dark blood energy shield to the limit, not daring to let Yang Ji's swords come close. He only used his violent brute force to knock all these swords away.
"Buzz!"
The white light hit the face, making people unable to open their eyes. Before the evil prince took a few steps, the sword that had just been blown away came back again, and hit him again one after another with a thunderous force. The traces of his sword were so flexible,
Simply unbelievable.
"It is true that the treasure has been possessed by capable people, but unfortunately, I'm afraid you are still a little short of it!..."
Yang Ji's sneer came from behind the vast white sword aura. The sound was faint and erratic. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed again:
"Take my sword again!"
Boom, white light flashed, and another shocking sword energy hit the evil prince.
"Abi Gong" is known as weird and evil, and it has a great reputation in the sectarian world. Even among evil people, it is feared.
Although Yang Ji's Xiao A Bi Kung is of the same origin as the evil prince, it is still far from the evil prince. It is simply impossible to completely ward off the attraction of the evil prince.
Once the distance is not properly controlled, the blood energy will immediately float out of the body and become uncontrollable.
If it were anyone else, unless his foundation was as solid as iron, it would be difficult for even a martial sect of the same level to fight against him. This is the case with the elders of the Iron Crown Sect.
However, Yang Ji is different. The performance of Ah Bi Gong is limited by distance. Yang Ji's swordsmanship is inherited from ancient times and is exactly suitable for this kind of long-distance battle.
This ancient swordsmanship rarely appeared in the Han Dynasty, and it was completely different from other swordsmanship. Ten swords were dispatched at the same time, and they were caught off guard. Even a strong man like the evil prince suffered a hidden loss when he encountered it.
"laugh!"
With a flash of sword energy, another thin sword mark appeared on the evil prince's arm. The sword mark turned from white to red, with a little blood seeping out, and soon turned into fine grains of iron sand, floating in the void.
In the Seventh Path of Martial Arts, "blood energy turns into sand". The blood in the body of the evil prince contains too much yin energy, and the particles are as heavy as iron sand.
In refining medicine, this kind of iron-sand warrior blood is an excellent auxiliary material for alchemy, which can greatly increase the properties of the material and improve the strength of ordinary warriors.
"asshole!"
After all, Yang Ji's empty hands were no match for the weapons in his hands, and the evil prince was empty-handed after all. Although the two losses were insignificant, they also aroused the anger in his heart.
"I really thought that with the best swords, I couldn't do anything to you. I want to see what else you can do without these swords!"
The evil prince's pupils shrank, and a shrill cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Buzz!"
It was too late, but it was too soon. The body of the evil prince swayed, and suddenly five phantoms appeared and stayed in place, while the real body rushed towards Yang Ji at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
"Hmph! It's not that easy to catch me!"
Yang Ji straightened up, and his body turned into a floating light and shadow shooting out. At the same time, he pointed a finger:
"go!"
The sound of sword whistles echoed through the void one after another, and the dazzling sword rainbows drew arcs of different sizes in the void one after another, and hit the evil prince one after another with ear-piercing screams.
"Abi Gong" is too evil. Although Yang Ji is not afraid of close combat with the evil prince, it is not a wise move to engage him in close combat when he knows that he will suffer losses in close combat and will be deprived of his health.
A rational and strong man should make the most of his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, rather than fighting with his will.
"laugh!"
Seeing the white light hitting his face, it was so powerful that the sharp sword energy seemed to cut through the void. The evil prince's eyes flashed, and a sneer appeared on his face:
"Well done!"
Before the voice fell, he suddenly moved his hand, and the sky suddenly darkened. A big black hand filled with gloomy energy, holding a disc-like dazzling pearl, suddenly pressed down from the sky.
"Collect them all from me!"
The evil prince's voice was extremely cold, and the five black fingers of the big mountain hand that fell in the sky spread out, covering the void, and grabbed Yang Ji's ten swords.
At the critical moment, the evil prince actually forcibly recalled his Xuanfei Master to deal with Yang Ji.
With the terrifying power contained in Xuan Min's big hands, once caught, Yang Ji's sword will almost certainly be captured.
The evil prince possesses the Ah Bi Kung, and the only thing he fears is Yang Ji's ten sharp swords. In close combat, Yang Ji is no match for him.
And the longer the time lasts, the more Yang Ji's blood will be captured, and the weaker his strength will be. (To be continued...)