The wind was mighty, and everywhere there was a terrible howl and the smell of blood. Yi Xiantian and the others don't know whether they are alive or dead, and a large number of people die every moment. Yang Ji must make a decision as much as possible.

It seemed that there was only a moment, and it seemed that countless long centuries had passed, and Yang Ji finally made up his mind.

"Senior Brother Luo, Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Song...... I need your help. ”

Yang Ji looked in all directions and suddenly spoke.

"Yang Ji, do you have any ideas?"

The first one to rush over was Chen Zhu, who was not close to Yang Ji, but when he heard Yang Ji's call, he hurried over.

"I have an idea. However, it still needs a lot of cooperation. ”

Yang Ji said and looked at the senior brother "Luo Yong" of Beishan not far to the right:

"Senior Brother Luo, no matter what you think of me. But now, we're grasshoppers on a rope. The Tianyin Sect is powerful, and if it is not united, it will die. I hope you can help me. ”

Yang Ji said seriously.

Yang Ji's voice was not loud, but the sound waves used blood and qi kung fu. Despite the noise outside, the words are clear.

"Hmph, Yang Ji, if it weren't for everyone in the same boat now, I would definitely kill you. ”

Although Luo Yong said coldly, the person walked over.

At this moment, Luo Yong didn't pay too much attention. It's better for someone to have an idea than for everyone to be helpless.

"We'll talk about that then. ”

Yang Ji smiled. The Beishan faction has always been afraid that he and the North Sea Giant are too close, and they misunderstand his attention to the North Sea Giant, and they have never felt better about Yang Ji.

However, Yang Ji didn't bother to discern.

With his gaze swept around, Yang Ji quickly fell on the people of the Iron Sword Sect. Except for Li Chen, who was fighting not far from him, the other disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, including Song Li, had not heard of him and ignored him at all. Not to mention answering your own call.

"Senior Brother Song......"

Yang Ji took the initiative to walk over. This plan is dangerous, and it is too bold, and it must have the help of a "little Zhoutian" level figure like Song Li.

"Senior Brother Song, this time and that time. I hope you can help me in all your might. ”

Yang Ji said with a look of hope.

"Hmph, Yang Ji, you won't really be so naïve. Thought I'd help you, right?"

Song Li sneered, looking at Yang Ji with an idiot on his face.

"Senior Brother Song, it's not just helping me. It's also helping yourselves. If Senior Brother Song has anything to pay attention to, then I can help you. -- Now that a great disaster is coming, if we do not cooperate sincerely, we will not have a chance in the future. Senior Brother Song is a smart man, if the Iron Sword Sect still wants to leave here, he shouldn't be unfamiliar with such a simple reason, right?"

Yang Ji Zhengse.

In one sentence, Song Li's face was blue and red, cloudy and uncertain. With his status. has been subject to Yang Ji several times, and his face is very unbearable.

But the oppression of the Tianyin Sect was in front of him, and there was no room for bargaining at all now.

"Hmph, if you have time to grind your skin here, let's talk about your plans quickly. Ugly again, if your so-called plan isn't feasible at all, don't expect me to give you the slightest help. ”

Song Li said coldly.

Yang Ji laughed when he heard this, Song Li's words were tantamount to a promise in disguise: "Then thank you Senior Brother Song." ”

A group of people who look like each other and don't get along with each other are momentarily blended together.

"Yang Ji, let's talk about your plan. ”

Li Chen knocked down a black-clothed believer with a sword. Looking back at Yang Jidao.

Yang Ji didn't hide it, and immediately said the idea that was gradually becoming clearer in his mind. After saying that. There was silence all around.

Everyone looked at Yang Ji as if they were looking at a madman.

"You want us to send you to the mouth of that demon?"

Luo Yong looked at Yang Ji with an incredible expression. This is simply crazy, although he also hoped that Yang Ji would die soon, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to kill himself:

"It's crazy!"

Luo Yong suddenly felt that he and Yang Ji were a little too correct, and this guy's logic couldn't be speculated on by common sense.

Song Li and Li Chen glanced at each other, and they were also shocked.

Although Li Chen knew that Yang Ji was bold. But I didn't expect him to be so bold.

"I don't know if it's going to work, but this is the only chance! ”

Yang Ji's calm expression was in stark contrast to the shock of everyone around him.

"It's crazy!"

Although the surrounding sect disciples did not speak, their eyes were full of this meaning.

"Yang Ji. You have to think about it? It's a life-and-death plan!"

Li Chen said solemnly.

"Different roads do not conspire with each other", although the two are from Pingchuan County, they have embarked on different roads. But at this time, even Li Chen had a sense of respect in his heart.

"Unless you have a better way. ”

Yang Ji said after a moment of silence.

"That's it!"

Song Li interrupted Li Chen, for fear that if he continued, Yang Ji would really change his attention:

"Yang Ji, although I don't like you very much. But at least in this matter, you have my support. ――Whatever you want to do, just do it. I will give you my full support. ”

"Hmm. ”

Yang Ji nodded.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed", Yang Ji looked up at the huge "evil spirit" in the air, and his heart rose and fell one after another. Although he received the help of Luo Yong, Chen Zhu and others. But it's never so easy to fly into the mouth of an evil spirit.

If nothing else, it is not a simple matter to just want to fly hundreds of feet in the sky.

The "warrior" wants to jump a few zhang, and the space of more than ten zhang is easy. But if you want to fly hundreds of feet in the air, it is by no means such a light thing, at least, no one present can do it, including Yi Xiantian.

Moreover, even if you jump to a height of 100 feet, you may not be successful. The mouth of the evil spirit is not only open, but the time for the warrior to stay in the air is very limited. Only the evil spirit did not open his mouth "in time", and Yang Ji, who failed in the mission, must be a dead end.

To the end...... , although from the body of the "evil spirit" I felt the bright breath that was connected with the "Wensheng pen and ink". But whether it can succeed or not, Yang Ji is not sure in his heart.

"Victory or defeat in this move, I just hope that it is really worth it!"

Electrifying stone fire. Countless thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and then he took a deep breath and was left behind by Yang Ji.

"Yang Ji, are you ready?"

A loud voice came from his ears, and the North Sea Giant Ah Crossbow stood beside Yang Ji like an iron tower.

"Hmm. Ah, I'll leave you in a moment. ”

Yang Jidao.

"Hey, hey. Rest assured. ”

The five thick fingers of the North Sea Giant touched the back of his head and smiled at Yang Jihan. Except for Luo Yong and the people from the Beishan faction, Yang Ji is the person he feels closest to.

The wind whistled in the sky, and the huge figure of the evil spirit in the thick fog appeared and disappeared from time to time, and only when he saw the scorching red light all over his body, Yang Ji could determine the time when he would make a move.

"It's now!"

When he saw the newborn tendon on the evil spirit's face tremble, the light in Yang Ji's eyes skyrocketed, and he immediately shouted.

"Boom!"

It's too late, it's too soon. A broad and powerful palm. The five fingers stretched out almost bigger than Yang Ji's head, grabbed Yang Ji's legs, and lifted him up.

"Drink!"

The sky shook, and the North Sea giant Ah Yu grabbed Yang Ji's body and turned around twice, and suddenly screamed and threw him into the air.

The wind whistled sharply on both sides, hitting the face like a knife. Yang Ji flew out like a cannonball.

Ten zhang, twenty zhang......

The power of the North Sea Giant was far stronger than Yang Ji had imagined. After he practiced Yang Jichuang's "Giant Fist", the power of the explosion in an instant was like a landslide and tsunami.

Yang Ji's body flew high. Directly more and more thirty zhang, forty zhang...... , up to a height of fifty zhang, it is simply staggering!

Except for Chen Zhu, Song Li and others on the ground, no one noticed this scene at the moment. Thick fog and shouts of killing provided the last cover.

"It's now!"

Just as Yang Ji slammed into the fiery and dazzling hip bone of the evil spirit, Chen Zhu rose from the ground violently, and at the moment of reaching the peak. With a whoosh, he threw his sword.

On the sheath of the sword, the sword was in the sheath, like lightning slashing through the space, ready to appear in front of Yang Ji.

"Bang!"

As soon as Yang Ji stepped on his feet, a majestic force immediately burst out from the scabbard. Take advantage of this wave of air. Yang Ji swayed up and flew higher.

Everyone's hearts crumbled, and their eyes followed Yang Ji's figure to the sky.

Fifty-three zhang, fifty-five zhang, fifty-seven zhang......

Rumble!

Just when Yang Ji reached sixty zhang and the momentum was about to stop, there was a boom, and Luo Yong made a move. A huge black shadow flew out again.

"Behemoth bones!"

Seeing clearly the black shadow flying from the ground far away, Yang Ji was also taken aback. That thing was white, with a smell of sulfur and fire, and it was actually a piece of the "thigh bone" of the abyss monster.

Luo Yong didn't know when he pulled out the back thigh of an abyss monster, and Yang Ji could even see some flesh and blood sticking to it.

There is no doubt that the larger the area of the object thrown, the better it is to borrow. Luo Yong undoubtedly hit this note.

"Boom!"

Although the thoughts in his heart were racing, Yang Ji did not hesitate to act. The left leg stomped hard, stomping the abyssal monster's thigh bone before it flew under him.

Listening to the boom, Yang Ji's foot on it was not like stepping on a piece of white bones, but like stepping on a solid piece of 6 ground.

This is the strength of the "Xiao Zhoutian" level powerhouse.

With the help of Luo Yong's "one hand", Yang Ji flew higher in the air again.

Sixty-one zhang, sixty-three zhang, sixty-five zhang......

"Whew!"

A strong wind swept in, but it was a storm set off by waving its arms when the evil spirit attacked. Yang Jicang was caught off guard, and was instantly caught in the storm pocket, and swept out uncontrollably.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Yang Ji's face turned pale even more when he was in the air. (To be continued......)

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