In the ring, Yang Ji's voice came from the Great Asura in his head. From the time of the game to the present, the Great Asura has almost been in a dormant state of observation, and it is only now that it has emerged.

"Defeat this kid, with this magic weapon, your idea of capturing Wu Jieyuan is promising!"

The Great Asura Path.

Yang Ji has always wanted to serve in Cangxu City and establish a career. Good men have ambitions in all directions, which is not unusual. However, if Yang Ji wants to achieve this goal, he must at least become the leader of Taiyuanzhou's martial arts.

Not so long ago, this dream was out of reach. But now, it's almost a reality!

"Hahaha, here and now, no matter who it is, I have nothing to fear. No matter who it is, they can't stop me!"

Yang Ji was in high spirits and laughed in his heart.

Yang Ji never thought that his talent was worse than Wei Boyang and Sima Shaozhen, and he never thought that he was too far away from them.

The so-called gap is only a gap in one's own life.

The powerful magic weapons on these two people were beyond his reach. But now, making up for the lack of magic weapons, whether it is Sima Shaozhen, Wei Boyang, or Yang Ji, they are now sure that they can all defeat them!

Without the advantage of magic weapons, these two people have no fear of themselves.

"If you win this one, it looks like you'll probably have to thank King Taiyuan and Sima Shaozhen for them!"

The Great Asura smiled, his voice full of teasing.

Only he knew what Yang Ji had been planning before. The newly arrived magic weapon takes time to refine and understand, and from the time it arrives to the beginning of the competition, Yang Ji may not even cover his hands.

Fortunately, King Taiyuan arrived in time and delayed for a long time. And Sima Shaozhen's standard pre-game test "process" also bought time for Yang Ji.

In the time that has just passed, Yang Ji and Sima Shaozhen are testing each other. It's hard to solve each other's battles. But in fact, Yang Ji's mind had already been tied to the bronze blood artifact "Magma Crocodile" with the wisp of blood qi that penetrated into the mustard bottle.

Such a long time was enough for Yang Ji to refine this magic weapon, and he had a general understanding of its use and functions.

- Sima Shaozhen didn't know at all that he had given Yang Ji the time he needed most to familiarize himself with the bronze blood magic weapon. Now the trend has come. For Yang Ji, the time has come to truly belong to him.

Now, it's impossible for anyone to stop themselves!

"Sima Shaozhen, take me again!"

Yang Ji snorted, destroying the "Magma Crocodile", carrying thousands of torrents, destroying the gold mountain and smashing towards Sima Shaozhen like a jade pillar.

Boom, the huge ring enchantment was extinguished twenty or thirty times in an instant, and it was almost blasted by Yang Ji's "Magma Crocodile". But Sima Shaozhen dodged by a fraction of a second.

"Yang Ji. It's not that easy to beat me!Come on, let's see who's the real winner!"

On the other side, Sima Shaozhen inspired the anger and fighting spirit in his heart.

Most of the time in this exam, he is a game mentality. But this mentality, the moment he was knocked away by Yang Ji and smashed into the ring enchantment, completely disappeared.

Those who are talented will be arrogant. The more excellent the character, the less easily he will bow his head and admit defeat. There is no first. Wu Wu's second, Sima Shaozhen will never admit that he is worse than Yang Ji.

- Even though a moment ago. He still admired Yang Ji very much, and even wanted to draw him into Sima Shi's family.

"Poof!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Sima Shaozhen suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and with a poof, a mouthful of blood was mixed with a white dragon, straight as a pillar. The fountain generally rushes into the sky and submerges into the "blood sickle" overhead.

"The Spirit of Blood, the Head of All Things, the Scythe of Death, listen to my call. Come out!"

Sima Shaozhen pinched the magic trick and pointed directly at the blood sickle above his head. This time, in order to trigger the power of the magic weapon, Sima Shaozhen even sprayed a mouthful of the white dragon vein into the blood scythe.

Boom, wind and thunder, and the aura of killing and death in the void suddenly became more than ten times more tragic. Xi Yuyu, people leaned on their horses, and suddenly there were earth-shattering shouts of killing from the depths of time and space.

"Look there!"

The crowd didn't know who shouted. In an instant, everyone noticed the change on the top of Sima Shaozhen's head. I saw a blood cloud rolling above Sima Shaozhen's head, and in the blood cloud, it was faintly visible that corpses were piled up into mountains and bones were piled up into a sea, and I don't know how many corpses fell to the ground, let alone how many people were fighting against each other.

The rich bloody qi even leaked out of the enchantment, turning into a blood mist that filled the void, enveloping the entire ring and the enchantment. In the middle of the enchantment, a huge scythe suspended in the void looked extremely eye-catching and conspicuous.

"Blood Scythe", this top-level river-level bronze blood magic weapon of the Northwest Army's fame, expanded tenfold in the breath of Sima Shaozhen's essence, changed its shape, and completely turned into a dark red scythe with a simple shape and extremely sharp look.

The Scythe of Blood is now truly worthy of its name!

The luster of the metal, the cold light glittering, anyone who sees this huge scythe will feel a kind of horror and chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Nothing could resist the edge of this scythe, and anyone could feel the stains of blood stained on this giant scythe, like mountains and seas.

This is a real killing weapon, harvesting countless souls and opponents, not just a competition between sect disciples.

This scythe was made to kill. This is a true death weapon!

"Buzz!"

Sima Shaozhen stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the huge dark red giant scythe immediately fell from the sky and immediately fell into his hand. Sima Shaozhen held a giant scythe, and the aura of the whole person changed, becoming dangerous, cold, iron-blooded, and full of killing aura.

The personable and dashing military family member standing in the ring completely disappeared, and was replaced by a major general of the family on the battlefield.

This is the true face of the little young master of the Sima family, there is no emotional fluctuation on his face, only an expressionless face remains, dangerous and deadly!

"Whew!"

Sima Shaozhen held the giant scythe in his hand, stepped in, and waved in the direction of Yang Ji, the void was silently and invisibly separated, and a huge sickle-shaped void was wrapped in destructive energy, cutting through time and space, and sliding towards Yang Ji silently.

Sima Shaozhen had just made a move, and the sickle-shaped void had already slipped out of a distance of more than ten zhang, and the whole process was silent. The void that was cut open was as smooth as a mirror, shimmering with flakes of coldness.

"Be careful!"

The voice of the Great Asura warning came to his mind. As a ninefold peak martial venerable, there were few things that would make the Great Asura feel creepy, but this dark red sickle-shaped magic weapon made the Great Asura feel the danger.

It's not because he has lost his body now that he is particularly fragile, but the feeling of the Great Asura tells him that even if he is in his heyday, this giant scythe in Sima Shaozhen's hand will pose a threat to him!

At least it could easily tear his body apart!

- This bronze blood artifact is too powerful!

"Whoosh!"

Yang Ji turned into an eight-armed demon god, almost at the same time as the Great Asura warning, he urged the wind attribute Falun in the second left arm hand, whoosh, the extreme speed combined with the ancient Yu step, a horizontal movement, Yang Ji instantly moved more than twenty zhang horizontally, flashing to the edge of the nearest ring.

"Boom!"

A huge vibration came from behind him, and everyone saw that the huge dome-shaped ring barrier was split in two, cutting out a huge, narrow incision, and a brighter light came out of the narrow incision.

After the incision, countless frightened faces were faintly visible.

Boom, the enchantment's self-healing function was activated, and the long and narrow cut was quickly repaired, reconnected, and restored to normal.

But for the officers and soldiers and candidates in the martial hall, this was already a huge shock.

The enchantment of the ring is set up according to a very high standard, and no one thought that Sima Shaozhen's "blood sickle" was so sharp that it could easily cut through the enchantment of the ring.

And the last time this situation occurred, it was the "Outer Heaven Evil God" in Zhang Fu's body who personally took action. For a while, the entire hall was filled with the sound of "sizzling" and gasping for air conditioning.

......

The sound of the crowd is not heard in the ring.

Yang Ji seemed to have dodged Sima Shaozhen's attack, but his speed was still slow. Snort, a huge sickle-shaped void passed, and the thick magma area that spread out around Yang Ji's "Magma Crocodile" was split in two.

At the edge, Yang Ji's right arm was scraped by the edge, and a red crack appeared with a sneer, and the blood was gushing, as if it was paper-paste.

The "Martial Sect Body" of the sevenfold powerhouse was useless in the face of Sima Shaozhen's sickle-shaped void, and it was simply like tofu scum.

Blood spurted out, and after a long time, Yang Ji felt the pain. ――You can imagine the sharpness of the sickle-shaped void.

"What a sharp thing!"

The Great Asura was secretly terrified, and Yang Ji sucked a drop of his refined Martial Saint essence blood, which was his most core thing. Although there is a lot of blood in the body of the Great Asura, there is only one drop of essence blood that has reached the level of a martial saint.

Yang Ji absorbed his essence and blood, which to some extent was equivalent to possessing some of the powerful essence of the Great Asura. In terms of physical solidity and toughness, Yang Ji actually surpassed the other Sevenfold Martial Sects.

But even so, it couldn't stop Sima Shaozhen's empty mark. What's even more frightening is that Yang Ji is not only a martial artist.

There was also a layer of "Blood Qi Golden Body" in his body, but that empty mark swept through, and even the Blood Qi Golden Body did not react.

Yang Ji didn't even feel that something swept over his bloody golden body!

You can imagine the sharpness of the Blood Scythe!

"Yang Ji, be careful! This guy's magic weapon is ten times sharper than your flying sword, and if you are hit by him, you may be able to cut it in two, and you won't be able to stop it at all!--I don't want to follow you to die in a match!" )