Zao Wou-Ki conjured a stick of incense in his hand, poured his soul power and threw it to the ground, and the fragile incense was directly inserted into the ground.

And at the moment when the incense was inserted into the ground, Zao Wou-Ki did not shout to start or open the martial spirit, and smashed his hands to the ground.

With a muffled sound of "boom", the earth trembled violently like an earthquake, and a circle of earthy yellow waves suddenly released towards Yang Jie's position with the rhythm of the ground.

Then, followed by the soul power enveloping the whole body, the thick legs reluctantly exerted force, and Zao Wou-Ki rushed straight towards Yang Wou-Ki like a vicious bear, and it was obvious that in addition to not opening the martial soul, Zao Wou-ki's body completely entered the state of battle.

Tang Men people should always be prepared to be prepared for themselves or the other party not to talk about martial arts, Yang Jie's step lightly jumped, its height was just not affected by the shock wave, one inch higher was wasted, and one inch lower was hit.

At the same time, the Five Poisonous Sands had successfully attached the soul skill of the first soul ring, and after flashing the shock wave, it quickly formed a small platform under Yang Jie, and used the soul skill to create a power point.

Yang Jie's left foot lightly stepped on the platform, and a harrier turned over and jumped directly above Zao Wou-Ki, and the five poisonous sands that formed the platform did not dodge with Yang Jie, but directly turned into several flying swords, some stabbed at Zao Wou-Ki, and some turned out strange routes in the air, interfering with Zao Wou-ki's judgment.

Zao Wou-Ki didn't stop, first punching away the flying sword flying towards him, and then using his tower-like arms to carry the flying sword flying towards his side.

The flying sword was directly bounced out as if it had hit some armor, but under Yang Jie's control, those flying swords, even the flying swords that had been beaten back to their original form, continued to attack Zao Wou-Ki after their form and direction of movement stabilized again, and the attacks formed could be said to be endless.

Facing the flying sword formed by Yang Jie's martial spirit, Zao Wou-Ki had a confident smile on his face, and kept using his sandbag-sized fist to scatter one flying sword after another, while constantly approaching Yang Jie.

Of course, he can directly use his soul power to disperse all the flying swords, but in this way, he doesn't know how many means Yang Jie's soul venerable has, after all, he is a teacher, and this battle is just a test, there is no need to fight in a life-and-death struggle.

Yang Jieye had already learned to use two or even multiple purposes, while controlling the flying sword attack formed by the five poisonous sands, while carrying out the most suitable displacement with Zhao Wouji's movement, always maintaining the best distance between him and Zhao Wouji to control the flying sword attack for himself.

Not only can he ensure that he can control the flying sword accurately, but also prevent Zao Wou-Ki from suddenly changing his play, giving himself time to react to his attacks.

As time passed, the speed at which the five poisonous sand reverted to flying swords still couldn't catch up with the speed at which they were scattered by Zao Wou-ki.

After a battle between the "Sword Immortal" and the "Armor Gate", there was only one flying sword left, and Zao Wou-Ki did not hesitate, as before, he punched the tip of the flying sword.

But what he didn't expect was that there was a trace of pain where his fist touched the tip of the sword, but it was not a stinging pain, but a strange burning pain.

Zhao Wuji's eyes changed, and he directly burst out with soul power, shaking out this weird flying sword and the five poisonous sands around him.

The five poisonous sand flew back to Yang Jie's side, and Yang Jie's couldn't help but sigh in his heart,

'Sure enough, it is a battle-hardened soul saint, and his battle consciousness is not comparable to the two eldest young masters of Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin. ’

In the attack just now, Yang Jie's soul skills all attached to the flying sword formed by the five poisonous sands.

Needless to say, the role of the first soul skill "Infinite Growth" is to corrode and break through Zao Wou-Ki's skin, so that the poison produced by the second soul skill "Dream Three Lives" can enter Zao Wou-Ki's body.

Yang Di didn't think that his second soul skill could directly control Zao Wou-ki, the gap in soul power between the two sides was too large, and it was impossible for Zao Wou-Ki to completely fall into an illusion, but as long as it could affect Zao Wou-Ki and give him a debuff, it would be considered a goal.

It's a pity that the rotten poison had just finished eroding the soul power and touching the skin, and Zao Wou-Ki realized that something was wrong.

"Boy, there is something special about your martial soul, you can actually break my soul power, it seems that I can't treat you as an ordinary soul venerable." After Zao Wou-Ki finished speaking, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he let out a bear roar, and his body suddenly swelled.

He already has extremely terrifying muscles all over his body, comparable to those of a bodybuilder, which is even more exaggerated than the "big brother of the Bao family".

Compared with before, his muscles almost doubled again, and even his height rose three feet between breaths, and the whole person became majestic and majestic, and the proportions of his body were much more normal than normal.

Moreover, at this time, Zao Wouji's whole body was covered with a layer of thick brown hair, his height was more than two meters five, his whole body muscles were raised, and his brown and yellow eyes released a domineering aura, just like the jungle savages that Yang Jie's first life often saw in the marketing account.

At the same time, seven dazzling soul rings rose, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and the seven best soul rings were attached to him, and they continued to move around his body.

"Boy, if you have any other skills, let me see!" Zao Wou-ki's body became larger, but his speed increased a lot.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Zao Wou-ki, who was more than two meters tall, flashed behind Yang Jie, and slapped Yang Jie's chest with one palm, which could be regarded as a reserved hand.

If you are hit like this, not to mention the Soul Venerable, ordinary Soul Kings may also directly lose their combat effectiveness.

Yang Jie's preparation had already begun, and his soul power poured into the first soul ring, and the five poisonous sands around him swelled rapidly, "covering the sky and the sun" in an instant, not only blocking Zhao Wuji's sight, but the radius of five meters around Yang Jieji and Zhao Wuji was filled with black iron sand, and the people watching the battle didn't know what was happening.

Zao Wou-Ki's palm fell, without any feeling of hitting the solid, as if hitting the quicksand, and Yang Jie's breath also "disappeared", he couldn't lock Yang Jie's position in this "sand" that blocked his vision.

But soon, Zao Wou-Ki understood that it was not that he couldn't feel Yang Jie's breath, but that he was surrounded by Yang Jie's breath.

The five poisonous sand is Yang Jie's martial soul, and the aura it can make other soul masters feel is exactly the same as Yang Jie's body, and Yang Jie's breath is "hidden" in his own breath!

'Good move! He is a true genius who can use his martial soul to this point and give full play to his particularity to the extreme! This year, our academy has really picked up a treasure! ’