And even if you don't do this, deducting a few of the precious elixirs sent by Prince Jiuding's Mansion will be enough for everyone.
Therefore, during this period of time, everyone had already understood that unless they did not want to cling to the big tree of Prince Jiuding, they should never provoke Mr. Zhao Da.
In the entire golden official post, Mr. Zhao Da is the first person who cannot be provoked, and he is even more feared than the little prince Jiuding.
However, Yang Ji was not clear about this. His curiosity about Mr. Zhao Da only lasted for a while, and Yang Ji's attention soon fell on the good and evil masters nearby.
Although Mr. Zhao Da suppressed them, those eyes looked respectful but unconvincing, and they did not really convince him.
"...It seems like these guys won't give up!"
Yang Ji saw a few people looking at him secretly and fiercely, and knew that they would not do anything to Mr. Zhao Da's face because of his face.
It would be hard to tell if we really had to turn our backs on them.
Moreover, Mr. Zhao Da's retort might make them even more jealous, and they would be even more ruthless. Yang Ji was not afraid of trouble, but on the first day when he came to Guanyi to take refuge with the Jiuding young prince, he even
It is never a wise move to start arousing the hatred of a lot of people without knowing what the situation is.
Moreover, if you kill the first bird and fight with these people, once you lose, it basically means that the mission has failed. Although Yang Ji, the young prince of Jiuding, has not seen it, I think it is possible for such a royal nobleman to come.
Never interested in a loser.
And if it succeeds, it doesn't matter. Not only does it have no benefit, but it will become the enemy of the public and become the target of others in the fierce competition.
It's hard to defend against open arrows and concealed arrows. Even Yang Ji is not sure he can avoid everyone's attacks.
not to mention……
Yang Ji turned his head and glanced at the three guards of the Prince's Palace beside him, but these three people were also looking at him. There was expectation in their eyes.
"You can't make people feel cold!"
Yang Ji smiled in his heart.
These are the first group of people he has made friends with the young prince Jiuding. In the future, he will have to gain the trust of the young prince Jiuding. Maybe he will have to rely on their strength.
Now that they are heartbroken, who will help them in the future? After all, these three people offended them because of themselves.
Thinking like this, Yang Ji suddenly became aware.
"What do you call this person?"
Yang Ji suddenly said, turning around and walking towards the man in black with a cold expression and a bright red scar between his eyebrows in the hall.
The loud voice was like thunder across the hall, which was particularly abrupt at this time.
A master of good and evil who originally had his head lowered near the counter raised his head in surprise when he heard these words. Even Mr. Zhao Da behind the counter had a look of surprise on his face. He took a serious look at it for the first time.
Yang Jilai.
No one thought that Yang Ji would come forward at this time, especially when Mr. Zhao Da had already helped him suppress public anger.
"What does this guy want to do?"
Pairs of eyes focused on Yang Ji, as if they wanted to see through Yang Ji's mind. But the strange, thin golden mask on Yang Ji's face blocked all probing eyes.
Without knowing what Yang Ji was thinking, that golden mask suddenly looked unfathomable.
"Huh, young man, are you not convinced?"
The man in black with a bright red scar between his eyebrows was provoked by Yang Ji in public, and anger arose in his heart. He sat on the ground, his body moved, and he suddenly raised his head. His cold eyes stared at Yang Ji, twinkling.
A hint of dangerous light.
For the sake of Mr. Zhao Da, he had already suppressed his displeasure. But at this time, the anger in his heart burned brightly again.
Mr. Zhao Da's rebuttal seemed to be impartial to both sides. But everyone with a discerning eye knew that he was actually favoring this boy. I was already filled with anger. If this boy came to provoke me regardless of life and death, I couldn't blame him!
"Hey, no!"
Yang Ji smiled and passed by a good and evil master who was either lying down or standing, with a calm demeanor and no fear. This calm posture immediately shocked some martial arts masters who were ready to take action.
Yang Ji's current appearance seems really inscrutable. No one dares to take action until they can figure out his details, lest they capsize in the gutter and bring humiliation to themselves.
Da da!
Yang Ji didn't stop, and passed by a master of good and evil. The aura on his body became heavier and heavier. He smiled, stretched out his right hand in everyone's eyes, and said with deep meaning:
"...It's nothing, I just want to get to know you!"
As soon as these words came out, the man in black with a bright red scar between his eyebrows immediately turned cold. The atmosphere around him suddenly changed, becoming tense and extremely cold.
Even the slowest person could feel the strong provocation in Yang Ji's words. This masked man of unknown origin was fighting back.
No one knows why he is so sure.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on Yang Ji and the man in black.
"Hmph, hum! Okay!"
In full view of everyone, the man in black with a bright red scar between his eyebrows was also angered by Yang Ji, and stood up from the ground in a hurry:
"Well said, it just so happens that I also want to get to know you, the future 'big celebrity'!"
The last few words were said through gritted teeth, obviously extremely angry. Wen Wu was the first, and Wu Wu was the second. He wanted to see where this bastard got the confidence to challenge himself in front of everyone!
"Buzz!"
The distance of several feet passed by in a flash, and the next moment, the two finally faced each other, like two giant beasts confronting each other at the entrance of the hall. A majestic aura emanated from both of them at the same time, and a strong wind suddenly rose in the void.
There was even a fierce murderous intention passing by.
Yang Ji could hold up two large carriages with both hands, but the man in black seemed to have good cultivation. The two men's energy collided, and the momentum they erupted was quite strong.
There were low shouts from all around, and some of the weaker ones, sensing the threat, retreated to the rear.
As for the two sides in the confrontation, they didn't care at all.
"The seventh level of martial arts, the elementary level of martial arts, seems to have an unstable foundation and is a bit vain. It should be that some tricks have been used, or the foundation has been damaged!..."
Yang Ji's eyes flickered, and he quickly judged the opponent's strength. But what really interested Yang Ji was another level:
"You are not a member of the righteous path. Your true identity is actually a member of the evil path?!"
Yang Ji looked at the man in black in front of him with amusement in his heart. Everything he showed on the outside was just a layer of disguise. In the position of his dantian, through a layer of masculine disguise, Yang Ji could see clearly that there was something there.
The billowing black energy was turbid and evil. Although he tried his best to hide and seal it, it could not be hidden from Yang Ji's eyes.
With his identity as a successor of Confucianism and Taoism, Yang Ji could easily see through the true identities of these people.
It was the first time that he entered Jinguanyi and took refuge with the young prince Jiuding. Before he could figure out his situation, the policy Yang Ji set for himself was to not be low-key or ostentatious, to show his strength appropriately, to be moderate and moderate, and to wait for the opportunity to become a blockbuster!
And right in front of us seems to be the best opportunity.
Yang Ji really has too many ways to deal with people in evil ways.
With these thoughts in his mind, Yang Ji sneered and suddenly took action, grabbing the hands of the man in black. The hands were soft and cold, like snake skin.
When Yang Ji grabbed his hand, the man in black was not surprised at all. At this moment, boom! A dark, cold, and evil evil spirit suddenly surged out, surging like a flood of water, mighty and mighty,
Rushed towards Yang Ji's body.
This evil spirit is filled with wild wildness and destructive power. Along with this evil spirit, there are also some malicious sneers:
"snort!"
The man in black looked at Yang Ji and sneered. He was obviously determined to teach Yang Ji a harsh lesson. If he didn't have that diamond, he wouldn't have taken the porcelain job. If this kid dared to provoke him in public, even with Zhao Da
Mr. help him, but he is also dead.
However, this thought crossed his mind, and before he could hold on for a breath, the man in black suddenly changed his expression:
"ah!"
A shrill scream suddenly pierced the silent hall. This sudden scream startled everyone. In the eyes of everyone, the face of the man in black who was just proud twitched and his whole body was distorted.
When he got up, the sweat rolled down his face and forehead like raindrops. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a waterfall, rolling down his face.
"His hands! What happened to this guy's hands?"
Suddenly someone shouted, with a look of horror on his face.
Soon, everyone knew why the man in black with a bright red scar between his eyebrows suddenly screamed. His right palm was originally clamping Yang Ji's palm like an iron vise, but at this time, he suddenly seemed to be holding a red piece of
Like a hot soldering iron, white smoke billowed out from the palms of my hands, and my whole body seemed to be on fire.
"This guy is Wuzong!"
A martial arts master who was right next to the counter and witnessed the whole process changed his face drastically. He looked at Yang Ji with a look as if he was avoiding a snake or a scorpion, and backed away crazily.
He originally didn't care much about the fight between Yang Ji and the man in black. When others dispersed, he sneered, so he didn't retreat at all.
But after seeing this scene, he rolled and crawled and dared not get close.
He probably knew a little bit about the origin of the man in black. This guy was a seventh-level martial artist. Although his foundation was a little shallow and his fire was not deep, he had an orthodox martial arts body. He was invulnerable to weapons and bullets, and was invulnerable to water and fire. Moreover, the blood and energy in his body turned into sand, cutting
When it breaks and flows out, every particle is iron sand.
A strong man of this level would not be injured easily. The flying sword was not extremely powerful and extremely sharp, and could not even cut his skin, but when it held Yang Ji's hand, the whole palm burned.