"How, how is it possible? What a terrible opponent..."
The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide, and his mind went blank except for this one thought.
Although there was no news about the Skeleton Ghost King, in the past few months, they had found out all the relevant information and a lot of people.
People from the Iron Crown Sect had entered Wanfenling before the war, so they were the focus of investigation. Naturally, this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect named Yang Ji was also under investigation.
In this martial arts examination, the information he received was that this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect named Yang Ji defeated the favorite to win the championship, Bai Julu, who was born in the holy land of Mount Paektu.
But that battle was barely won.
According to the information they received, this young man had not even broken through to the sixth level of martial arts at that time. In just a few months, how could a person be promoted to the seventh level of martial arts so quickly?
This battle completely overturned all the news he had received before.
"It's my turn."
Yang Ji sunk his feet into the floor, raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man above him, and showed a strange smile. Boom! The next moment, the heaven and earth roared, and a terrifying and trembling breath burst out from Yang Ji.
boom!
With just one blow, the Guifu helmsman, who was at the seventh level of martial arts, immediately crashed through the ceiling of the room like a thrown iron ball, carrying countless sawdust and tumbling out of the room.
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"snort!"
Yang Ji looked at the direction in which the middle-aged man flew out, snorted coldly, pulled out his feet from the ground, bowed his body, and with a bang, he didn't even leave the door, directly smashed through the wall, and chased in the direction in which the middle-aged man flew out.
go out.
Yang Ji just rushed out of the room. His eyes lit up. Before Yang Ji had time to see the surrounding situation clearly, a sudden change occurred——
"boom!"
In the flash of lightning, the sky darkened, and a huge bronze hand flashed with metallic luster, blocking out the sky and the sun. Suddenly, it pressed down on Yang Ji's head.
Yang Ji changed slightly, without thinking, his body swayed, and he performed the Immortal Shadow Changing Technique, moved sideways to the left, and appeared out of thin air a few feet away on the left, barely avoiding the palm by a hair.
Boom!
The ground shook, smoke billowed, and the giant bronze palm pressed hard to the ground. There was a loud cracking sound, and the hard ground burst open, revealing a huge crack more than twenty feet long.
The huge sound spread for miles and resounded throughout Langya City. Many people woke up from their dreams, and there was a faint commotion in the military camp in the distance.
"What a strong puppet!"
Yang Ji looked in front of him in surprise. He saw a huge eight-armed demon with a powerful aura appearing in front of the collapsed ruins.
This eight-armed demon is somewhat similar to Yang Ji's King Kong puppet, but it is much taller. It is more than three people tall, with a body made of bronze. It stands in the yard like a mountain. His eight arms are holding knives and guns respectively.
, sword, halberd, Ge, beryllium, wheel, saw eight weapons, all made of bronze, majestic in the night.
But the most surprising thing is the turbulent aura within the body of this eight-armed demon.
——The Great Wuzong! The Great Wuzong of the eighth level of martial arts!
This eight-armed demon suddenly reminded Yang Ji of the Yiqi Sect genius Song Ziqi he met in the underworld. The energy aura of this eight-armed demon that appeared out of thin air was very similar to Song Ziqi's, but it was not as powerful.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, his eyes came into contact with the eyes of this eight-armed puppet. Yang Ji's eyelids twitched, and an indescribable strangeness came to his heart. Yang Ji originally thought that this was a powerful incarnation of a puppet.
But seeing those open, bright eyes, Yang Ji immediately understood that he was wrong. This was not an incarnation at all. It was not a puppet.
No puppet can have a pair of human eyes!
——These are clearly the eyes of that middle-aged man.
"What kind of spell is this?"
Yang Ji's heart was shaken violently, and there was an indescribable feeling of horror. A bronze demon body, but with a pair of human eyes... and a soul.
How is this done?
Before this, Yang Ji had never seen such a weird ability!
"Hey hey hey..."
The huge eight-armed demon was condescending, overlooking Yang Ji. The sound of horse hooves could be heard on the street in the distance, and it kept coming towards here, but the middle-aged man didn't care.
"Yang Ji, is that your name? It seems that the death of the Skeleton Ghost King is closely related to you. In vain, we have been guessing who killed the Skeleton Ghost King, it turns out it was you! Hidden as a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect
In the Iron Crown Sect, you can hide deep enough!"
The Eight-Armed Demon God's lips opened and closed, but the voice that came out was the voice of the evil middle-aged man. Now he did not believe that Yang Ji was an ordinary disciple of the Iron Crown Sect.
The Iron Crown Sect cannot teach such a powerful disciple.
In his eyes, Yang Ji must have another origin. He must have been sent by other competing forces to infiltrate the Iron Crown Sect. Only in this way can he explain why he has such powerful power.
Only in this way can he explain why he tried so hard to deal with them.
"It seems that you are sure of my identity."
Yang Ji realized what the middle-aged man was thinking and couldn't help but laugh.
"Hmph! You don't have to be cunning. What you did has exposed your identity. You can't hide it. However, you didn't expect that the Lord Protector actually gave me this treasure before setting off."
"Now that I have found out your details, you can't escape!"
The middle-aged man gnashed his teeth and his voice was as cold as ice slag. The eight close men, including Gui Jia, were slaughtered like chickens and dogs by this young man.
Whenever he thought of this, his heart was on fire.
"Take your life!"
As soon as the middle-aged man moved his feet, the behemoth immediately moved its eight arms, waving eight weapons including knives, spears, swords, halberds, spears, berylliums, wheels, and saws at a dizzying speed, attacking like a black storm.
Yang Ji's lightning shot came.
The weapons sliced through the void, leaving behind sharp empty marks, and even the void seemed to be cut into sections by these complicated weapons.
Although the eight-armed demon is huge, the agility and speed displayed at this time are completely out of proportion to his body. It is like an efficient killing weapon, and anyone who comes close to him will be torn into pieces.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji made a mistake with his foot, and used subtle changes to avoid the blow of the eight-armed demon. At the same time, before the eight bronze weapons started to kill, he performed "Ten Thousand Kills", drawing a zigzag trace on the ground.
, appeared dozens of feet away, instantly widening the distance between him and the eight-armed demon.
After Yang Ji reached the Wuzong realm, his various abilities have been greatly improved. Coupled with his huge and fine-grained perception ability, the "Ten Thousand Continuous Killings" he can now perform is much more sophisticated than before.
It is not only used for attacking, but also from another direction, the footwork of "killing ten thousand people in a row" is also an exquisite movement technique.
"Hehe, it's a very powerful ability, but unfortunately it's a borrowed power. You don't think I really can't deal with you, do you?"
Yang Ji stood still dozens of feet away and turned around. He had no intention of running away.
Under the starlight, the eight-armed demon's pupils shrank, and he had to admit that Yang Ji's exquisite footwork was a bit beyond his expectations. However, this is definitely not something that cannot be dealt with."
"laugh!"
In the second arm on the left side of the eight-armed demon god, in the bronze Falun, a sharp, silky, sword-like airflow suddenly spurted out, emitting a shrill scream.
There was no sign. The wind roared sharply, and behind the Eight-armed Demon God, the void twisted. In the blink of an eye, with the giant bronze wheel as the center, a violent hurricane, including the Eight-armed Demon God's huge body, flew rapidly through the void.
Forming.
With just this hurricane, the eight-armed demon god was so huge that his heavy body became much lighter. His feet seemed to be rising off the ground, giving people a huge sense of oppression.
At this moment, the aura exuded by this eight-armed demon is more powerful than the original Skeleton Ghost King. After all, the Skeleton Ghost King only used the evil spirit relics to increase his own energy intensity.
Unlike this eight-armed demon, whose combat power soars. An attack launched by eight arms is completely different from an attack launched by two arms. It is simply impossible to prevent it!
"Buzz!"'
With a flash of light, the eight-armed demon god's speed immediately increased, turning into a blur of black smoke, passing through the void, and instantly appeared in front of Yang Ji.
boom!
Just when the Eight-Armed Demon God was about to launch a storm-like attack, a sudden change occurred. The sky darkened, and a huge iron fist, as black as ink, covered the sky, and suddenly slammed down from the top of the Eight-Armed Demon God's head.
.
The eight-armed demon is a giant man, and this iron fist is even bigger. The iron fist appears at the perfect time, just when the eight-armed demon is focusing all its attention on Yang Ji.
"This is--"
The eight-armed demon was shocked. Before he had time to react, he was smashed into the ground by the iron fist that appeared out of thin air and smashed into the ground like a pillar.
A hollow was created in the hard ground, and the eight-armed demon was deeply buried inside. All kinds of mud debris flew into the sky.
"Hahaha……"
Yang Ji laughed. Beside him, the huge ghost king incarnate covered the sky and sun, descending on Yang Ji like an ancient demon. One of its arms firmly pressed the head of the eight-armed demon, and pulled it away.
Pressed hard into the ground.
"It's really nice to have such a powerful eight-armed demon, but unfortunately, when compared with my fighting skills, you're far behind!"
Yang Ji's laughter echoed everywhere.
In a real comparison of strength, the Ghost King's incarnation is only at the Wuzong level, and cannot compete with this eight-armed demon. But with Yang Ji's "fine and subtle" combat skills, the timing and position of the attack can be controlled, and the effect can be more than just
It is limited to the Wuzong realm.
——Yang Ji snatched the essence and blood of that big Asura, and what he gained was more than just his realm and strength. In terms of soul perception and combat skills, no one in the Wuzong realm could be his opponent.
"It's useless, your incarnation is no match for me!"
A bone-chilling sound came from the ground, a rumble, a bit of cold light burst out from the ground, and an earth-shaking force suddenly burst out from the ground.
The huge ghost king's body lightened up, and he was directly knocked back by this terrifying force. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!