"Single-handedly taking on the 10,000-year-old soul beast, this is really not something for people to do."

After his soul power was fully recovered, Yang Di looked at the giant pitcher plant in front of him and finally complained, and the Five Poisonous Sand Martial Spirit then appeared on his right hand,

'First Soul Skill, Infinite Growth!' ’

The five poisonous sands glowing with colorful light fell on his hand, splitting and expanding in the time of a breath, covering Yang Jie's whole body like a nanomachine.

When the martial soul was completely stabilized, Yang Tie was wearing a very futuristic set of black full-coverage armor.

This time, Yang Jie's whole person really looks like a traverser, but he is a future warrior from the future to the present.

It's a pity that Yang Di can only make a shape that conforms to his own aesthetics according to his own ideas, and he can't give it complex functions.

At the same time, Yang Jie's right hand held a ring head knife transformed from a martial spirit, and its shape was also not a traditional style, full of science and technology.

The disciples of the Tang Sect do practice hidden weapons, but when they are exposed, they "use local materials" and dance the weapons to meet the enemy head-on, so Yang Di has also practiced a lot of weapons, which are a few basic moves of each.

Fighting a giant such as the giant pitcher plant without the Achilles heel of a single blow is a head-to-head duel from the beginning, and the technique of the Tangmen secret weapon has little effect.

Since he wants to be a monster hunter, Yang Di has no problem making the most convenient knife.

The only problem is that Yang Jie's current spiritual power cannot control his martial soul to carry out all kinds of stable changes, and it is best to fix it in one form and remain unchanged until the end of the battle.

The three-eyed Jin Qi looked at Yang Jie's appearance, and the already strong curiosity in her heart burned more and more like a flame poured with oil, and the childlike side of her heart once again took the upper hand.

'The human world is really interesting! No human I've seen in 5,000 years of life dressed like him. Good! I decided, if he couldn't beat the big guy, I'd go to his rescue. ’

When the Three-Eyed Jin Qi was thinking about the west, Yang Di had already started his steps.

Through a year of practice, Yang Jie's current stimulation of the Dragon King's bloodline has been completely mastered, which can be said to be like an arm.

jumped onto the swamp, but Yang Di did not fall into it, but stood on the water surface of the swamp as if it could ripple.

This was not some superb soul power skill, Yang Di just moved the energy generated by the Ice Dragon King's bloodline to his feet, and the swamp around him was already covered with a thick layer of ice.

Yang Di didn't step on the ice a few times to judge whether it was thick, his footsteps continued to exert force, and he took a fluffy step on the ice, his body was as light as a swallow, and he forced the giant pitcher plant in the center of this swamp at a very fast speed.

The swamp of its own territory froze, and the giant pitcher plant naturally felt the change, and it suddenly woke up from its sleep and waiting for the unlucky egg to enter.

The vines gathered below as a pedestal, which were originally messy like earphone cables in pockets, spread out silkily in an instant, throwing them around with great force, indiscriminately attacking everything within the reach of the vines.

Yang Jie's early preparation first turned sideways, flashed the vines that were coming towards his head and face, and then quickly bent down to dodge the one that swept over,

In the end, the ring head knife attached the dragon flame in the process of dodging twice, and Yang Luo swung it out, and the sword qi wrapped in the dragon flame flew forward, cutting several vines in a row before dissipating into the air.

In the process, the vines renovated almost the entire swamp, and the frozen places were also smashed again, leaving only his feet in the place where Yang Ti stood up.

Moreover, although Yang Di had cut down a few vines just now, it was only a drop in the bucket compared to the total number of vines, and it did not cause much damage to the giant pitcher plant.

The giant pitcher plant's attack did not stop, and after retracting the vines that had just been thrown indiscriminately, he locked on Yang Jie's position and aura, and almost all the vines flung towards him in an instant.

Yang Di changed his route, no longer charging in a straight line, but sliding a gradually approaching arc around the pitcher plant, dodging most of the beginning, and the remaining fragments (referring to dozens) of vines were also constantly pursuing.

However, only a few vines attacked Yang Jie's forward path, and he wanted to predict the position, but the number was too small, Yang Jie's knife did not need to be enchanted, and he also neatly cut off the things that stood in front of him or attacked, and the rest fell where Yang Jie's passing, hitting water flowers.

After Yang Jie's dodging of this wave, after continuing to pull for a while, the attack density of the giant pitcher plant plummeted.

The route of movement changed again, and with an almost right-angled turn, Yang Barge once again rushed straight towards the giant pitcher plant.

The vines that continued to attack Yang Di had already ended their backswing, and under the dispatch, they attacked again, this time with more rules than before, and hundreds of vines attacked from all directions within their visual range.

At the same time, this is not all, Yang Di also saw dozens of vines attacking from the afterlife, and the attack of the giant pitcher plant surrounded Yang Bar in it.

Yang Jie's right foot stepped forward, and an ice wall rose up, allowing Yang Jie's to kill a car, and temporarily blocking the attack that was coming from the front and getting closer to him.

Yang Di turned around and walked back, and dozens of vines had already rushed to a place less than a meter away from him.

In an instant, the ring head knife ignited the flames again, Yang Lu waved the blade in his hand, the knife soared into the sky like a red dragon, setting off a wave of heat, the blade was sometimes light as a swallow in the air, sometimes as sudden as lightning, like a storm to cut all the vines that attacked in front of him.

If there is any ability that Yang Di in this life surpasses his own in the second life, it is his sword technique.

After spending a month or two in the previous life practicing knives and other weapons to the point where they could be used against the enemy, Yang Jie, who had spent one or two months in his life, stopped practicing and devoted all his energy to cultivating the stunts inherited from the Tang Sect.

However, in this life, Yang Jie knew that facing the enemy head-on would be his normal state, and Tang San's goods did not use his Tang Sect's means as a means to meet the enemy head-on on the original world line, and the Blue Silver Grass, Haotian Hammer, and later the Seagod Trident were his reliance on frontal combat.

So, after awakening the martial spirit, Yang Jie, in the past two years, focused on practicing his sword skills, using the knife as the main combat method of frontal combat.

Because many points of martial arts are the same, and the previous life also had some experience in the foundation of swordsmanship, Yang Jie's progress in swordsmanship is far faster than that of ordinary beginners, not to mention ten years a year, four or five is still no problem.

Sure enough, his preparation had an effect today, if he hadn't practiced his sword technique, he might have been hit or even killed in the face of such a dense attack today.

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