Chapter 80: Reckoning and Counterreckoning

The essence was strong and urgent, almost fleeting, and disappeared into the body of the unsuspecting Yang Ji, Yang Ji under this blow, his body first staggered, almost fell to the ground, and then a layer of blood red color flashed on his face, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped like raindrops, and his face turned from red to white and from white to red several times in a moment, staring at the figure behind him in great anger.

Yang Ji didn't say much, knowing that the other party was obviously prepared, and what he was saying was in vain, now it seems that the two parties only have the end of life and death, I believe that if they are dealt with, he will not let go of the opponent and leave, leaving himself with hidden dangers.

"Hmph! Yang boy of Fuling Mountain, with your little bit of Taoism, you dare to break into the Burial Demon Abyss, it seems that that old guy is really old and confused, okay, don't talk nonsense, obediently sacrifice all the treasures on your body, and then you will end up yourself, the provincial uncle will do it! You can still leave your remnant soul like reincarnation, if not, after Uncle Ben does it, not to mention all kinds of suffering, you will definitely be able to extract your soul and refine your soul!" The figure voice was slightly hoarse, and the meaning of arrogance was needless to say.

Yang Ji knew that this person was the evil monk he met when he entered this place that day, and he was definitely not the monk who rushed to this place later, otherwise he would not recognize himself, and he would have broken his origin, thinking that the other party also knew that his cultivation time was still short, and it was obvious that he was weak and could be bullied, otherwise he would not hide in the dark and kill him, and the other party dared to do so, so he was naturally confident that he would be confident in his own strength, and believed that with his strength, he would not be able to escape from the ascension to heaven, otherwise if he changed someone, he would not dare to start rashly.

Yang Ji listened to his voice, he felt strange and abnormal, that day outside the Demon Abyss, there were only a few people who ridiculed each other, so Yang Ji felt that his voice was unfamiliar.

There was a panicked look in Yang Ji's eyes, but after a moment, he calmed down and stared at the other party's eyes and said word by word: "Why do you want to do that thing to kill everything, although your cultivation is shallow, but if you fight with all your might, even if you fight with all your might, it will be difficult to escape death in the end, but Daoyou has the confidence not to be hurt by the below? In such a sinister place, what does this mean, I believe that the Taoist friend is clear in his heart, and he understands better than when he sees it below!"

The man in gray raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, what the kid said is reasonable, so in your opinion, what should be done about this matter?"

Yang Ji was obviously relieved, as if he had already thought of a rhetoric, and blurted out: "The treasure elixir is obtained by capable people, and it is not as good as others in terms of skills, and I don't dare to do the unwise act of sacrificing my life and money, I should dedicate the treasure to Daoist friends, and I don't dare to find Daoist friends to take revenge on myself, how about you and I go our separate ways?"

"Oh, is that so?" said the man in gray, softly with some emotion.

"Daoyou should know that this is the best of both worlds, if Daoyou insists on taking a small life, you can't say that you can only fight with Daoyou!" Yang Ji saw the other party's expression, and faintly mentioned it.

The man in gray nodded, and then said: "It's a good way, but it's ......" A sword light suddenly rushed towards Yang Ji, and the man in gray waved the sword light and said smugly: "However, the uncle has always been accustomed to cutting grass and eradicating the roots, leaving you in this world, it is always a hidden danger!"

Yang Ji had obviously been on guard against the appearance of the gray-clothed man's hand, and narrowly avoided it, and roared angrily in his mouth: "What does Daoist friend mean by this? If you have a heart below, why should Daoist friends work hard to force each other, are you really not afraid that you will be injured by other Daoists when you are dying, and then you will be taken advantage of by other Daoists!"

The gray-clothed man pressed forward step by step, and in the tighter and tighter sword light, a fusiform black mang-swimming fish seemed to turn around, and the cold light of the forest was shining, looking extremely vicious, "Let's talk about it when you have the ability to hurt the uncle, but I advise you not to do that unwise thing!" The gray-clothed man sneered.

Seeing that the sword light of the gray-clothed man had beaten Yang Ji without the power to fight back in an instant, Yang Ji shouted angrily again: "Aren't you afraid that Daoyou will destroy the treasure in your hand before you die, and then you will be overjoyed?"

The man in gray smiled: "You don't have that and the opportunity, even if you have that and the opportunity, at this moment you have completely torn your face, do you think the uncle will leave you with a small life? Even if you believe in the uncle himself, you don't believe in it, don't talk nonsense, you deserve life and death today!"

"That's it...... That's it...... Daoyou insisted on this, and he didn't say much in the next place, so he simply fought for this life!" Seeing that the other party was determined to take his own life, Yang Ji didn't say much, he rose up and tried his best to maneuver, but for a while, the sword light was great, and he faintly broke back a little bit of decline.

"The kid still has some ability, but it's useless, just a little longer!" The cold voice of the gray-clothed man came in through the layers of sword curtains, and with a sudden force, the sword light that Yang Ji had just shone dimmed again.

After a while, the yellow light of Yang Ji's protective mirror was broken, and after the mirror screamed, it fell into the dust, and saw the gray mist dissipate, Yang Ji stood unsteadily with a gray face, and stroked his chest with one hand, and couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of slightly black blood, and the surroundings were already a mess of the two of them fighting.

The man in gray stared at Yang Ji coldly, as if he were staring at a dead man.

Yang Ji coughed lightly, and said with an extremely weak wry smile: "Daoyou really want to kill them all?"

The man in gray slowly approached Yang Ji, beware of Yang Ji really destroying the treasure first, he just turned a deaf ear to what Yang Ji said, and saw Yang Ji slowly close his eyes, as if he was resigned to his fate, and said coldly: "Even if you know the current affairs, it is rare, uncle, it is rare to show mercy, leaving your soul into reincarnation!" As he spoke, the gray-clothed man slowly raised his right hand, and the gray mist spread out in his hand like a living thing, just waiting for his gray-filled right hand to fall down, Yang Ji would definitely die in Huangquan, without a trace of luck, even if the true immortal in the sky was afraid that he would be powerless to return to the sky.

The whining mountain wind blew through the woods, rolling up the scattered dead branches and leaves, which seemed extremely lonely, and Yang Ji's eyes that were gently closed suddenly opened, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a chuckle. The gray-clothed man was cautious in his eyes, and he was a little confused, so he felt that the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end, and the strong wind was rushing towards his back.

"Not good!" the man in black tried his best to dodge, but in the end he couldn't avoid it, and he felt that his talisman aura had been penetrated under a single blow, and his back was in pain, and he had already been ambushed.

"It's you!" the man in black shouted violently, and the gray smoke in his hand did not dissipate, and he smashed down angrily with the momentum of thunder.