"You guys?" Yang Ji looked at the white-haired old man and the others in amazement, he still had some understanding of their strength, how could they all be seriously injured one-on-one?

The eight city lords of Baxuan City are not strong enough to be this level.

But at this moment, the white-haired old man and the others were seriously injured, and the seven city lords of Baxuan City had all disappeared, and were replaced by a strange evil man.

As the black qi transformed by the little girl merged into the evil man's body, a message suddenly appeared: [Different hearts are one, one body is eight-sided, and eight sides are exquisite. 】

[Murder weapon! 】

"It's so strong, it's so murderous, it's not good!"

Just as Yang Ji was staring, an astonishing murderous aura surged from the man in front of him like a sharp arrow.

The sword twisted with murderous aura was too sharp, creating an illusion that if you took it, you would definitely die.

Yang Ji's body retreated violently, and at the same time, the flying sword in his hand "brushed" and swung out two sword rays, meeting the shocking murderous aura.

Rumble!

The air exploded like dust, and sparkling fires flickered in the air, and a huge force of impact spread out in all directions.

Yang Ji was blown out, and the breath in his body was chaotic at the moment.

He was secretly shocked, you must know that the strength of his physique is comparable to that of a high-grade spiritual weapon, at this moment, the blood is actually vibrating, the muscles are trembling, and even the bones are rattling, this murderous impact is so powerful.

Angry dantian, Yang Ji quickly adjusted his breath, and looked at it at this moment, until the dust dissipated, a murderous and red-shrouded man appeared in front of him.

This murderous aura is not out of hatred, but the natural aura that comes from killing too many people.

The man in front of him seemed to be a god of killing, I don't know how many people he had killed, and the ghost was wrapped around his body, turning into a red roar.

The man was armed with a black and white sword, dressed in a smart tight-fitting black robe, with a patterned black belt tied around his long hair on his forehead, and a pair of eyes that were deep and dark, like a portal to the abyss of hell.

The god-like man glanced at Yang Ji, and Yang Ji immediately felt the heavy sword intent hidden in the man's eyes, the sword intent that had turned into substance, would only be revealed when he looked at it.

Realm, the pinnacle of Jindan.

Strength at the pinnacle of Jindan.

This is the evaluation given by Yang Ji.

"You're strong, you can take me with a murderous aura. I have been asleep for a long time, and you have awakened me."

The man who was like a god killer squinted sideways, held a sword in one hand, and pointed at Yang Ji, "I have no grudge against you, but since you have awakened me. Then give me a try on this long-dormant sword in my hand, this is fate."

The murderous aura suddenly rose, the air became sharp, and the wind blew, actually scratching white marks on the skin.

At the same time, the flying sword in Yang Ji's hand actually began to tremble.

This tremor did not stem from fear, but from the mind of the flying sword and the sword bearer, and the flying sword was responding to the excitement of the sword owner.

Led by the sword intent, the sword intent in Yang Ji's body also surged out, forming a sword domain.

"Slash the edge!"

The god-killing man suddenly raised his head, a cold light in his hand was raised, and a shocking rainbow appeared, and the gods in the sky were silent, and the cold light in the sky changed.

The man killed in an instant, his momentum was like a rainbow, and a sword directly broke through Yang Ji's sword domain, and the sword of death was instantly handed to his eyes.

The sword light that changed the color of heaven and earth was almost to the extreme, and it was handed to Yang Ji's eyebrows in an instant, and a three-foot long sword was pointed directly at Yang Ji, who was retreating, and the crisis suddenly arose.

Hurry, too fast!

Yang Ji hadn't seen how he used his sword yet, and the sword light was already pointing straight at the center of his eyebrows.

The center of his eyebrows had already been stabbed with a little blood mark by the murderous aura, the sword wings were spread, the speed was stretched to the extreme, and the sword was raised to block between the retreats, and the two of them were separated with a touch.

"There are countless souls under my sword, you don't want to escape, of course it's useless to escape!"

The god-killing man's cold words made Yang Ji feel the pressure, the pressure was extremely strong, and he just handed out a sword at will, and he saw the god of death's moves, which was too terrifying.

"Two slashes!"

The god-killing man burst out with murderous aura and raised his sword to kill again

, in an instant, only a sword, but few people can resist.

"A sword in the sky!"

Yang Ji jumped up, his sword intent surged, he raised his sword to kill, his battle intent was surging, and he was not to be outdone.

"Three Slashes and Kill!" "Leave the kendo!"

"Four slashes of flesh!" "Tatsumi Kendo!"

will!" "Shake the Sword!"

"Six grudges!" "Kendo!"

"Seven lives!" "Leaving Xun Kendo!"

……

Yang Ji used the "Returning to Tibet Sword Technique" to fight against the god-killing man, sparks and lightning all the way, and the two fought countless moves in an instant.

He was secretly shocked, the murderous aura of the person in front of him was too strong, too strong, and the protection of his body was impermeable, and there was no weakness at all, this was the strongest peer he had encountered so far.

He was amazed at the strength of this man.

The only way to kill him is to break the sword in his hand.

"You can take a few moves from me, it's a good sword, but it's a pity that I don't drink enough blood, and I kill too few heads. There is more than sharpness, and the killing intent is still lacking."

The god-killing man raised his head, his eyes had become blood-red, and it was like a purgatory, and eight different people staged different misery inside.

"However, you already have the qualifications to know my name, the one who killed you, Emperor Xuanquan!" The god-killing man is as imposing as a rainbow.

Yang Ji frowned, always feeling that he was not one person, but eight people.

His body felt like a cage, imprisoning eight different personalities, but the eight consciousnesses could be driven as they wished, which was really weird.

"This black sword killed one hundred and thirty-six enemies for survival, and this white sword killed one or four enemies for cultivation. You, I really like it, you can be part of me and be a part of me."

Emperor Xuanqi turned sideways slightly, pointed directly at the single sword, and the posture of his eyes naturally flowed out.

"Fate born for killing, killing is only your shell, I see only the edge of the sword, not the person who bears the sword. A generation of sword kings, but unfortunately reduced to a slave to killing. The edge of the sword can never hide the weakness of your heart!"

Yang Ji watched the eight tragic fates in his eyes continue to play out, raised his sword and pointed obliquely, and said.

"Huh?" Emperor Xuanqi's aura was turbulent, and the black sword pointed obliquely, and the murderous aura was even stronger, "I hate the persistence of the weak, the weak should become the soul of the sword!"

Emperor Xuanqi's aura suddenly skyrocketed, and the red glow and black flames on his body were intertwined, murderous and evil aura coexisted, and his momentum was raised to the extreme.

"Eight Slash Human Souls!"

Emperor Xuanquan was divided into eight, and the eight figures killed together, and the momentum was earth-shattering.

A sword comes out, that is, life and death, this is the sword of killing.

"This sword!" The white-haired old man and the others who watched the battle chuckled in their hearts and sighed badly.

This sword has boundless murderous aura, and the sword qi merges into the void, which is too strong.

It's stronger and more terrifying than the trick that the evil young man used against the girl in the power suit.

When the girl in the power suit saw this scene, her face was slightly pale.

When Yang Ji saw him killing, his complexion also changed slightly, but there was no fear in his eyes, and the sword intent burst out all over his body.

(I like black and white Xuanjian very much.) ）