The prince of the evil path is so imposing, how much stronger than before.

Yang Ji immediately felt a strong sense of danger, but this time, he did not retreat.

"It's a good time! Evil Prince, I'll let you see my methods!"

Yang Ji snorted, the blood furnace in his body roared, and he immediately sacrificed his natal weapon, which was also his most powerful hole card.

"The Hand of Death!"

"Boom!"

Like a boulder falling into a pool, with Yang Ji as the center, within a radius of ten zhang, the air oscillated, setting off thousands of waves.

And on Yang Ji's body, an ancient, atmospheric, and vast aura grew from void to strong, and in a short period of time, it grew to an unbelievable level.

Airplanes!

The next moment, the sky darkened, and a hard, thick mysterious big hand shot out from the back of Yang Ji's head, instantly slashing through the void, and slammed into the hand of the evil prince.

Bang!

The wind was mighty, the sand was flying, and the huge waves exploded within a radius of a hundred zhang, and some of the evil ghosts of the underworld who rushed over didn't even say a word, and were hit by these ruined spirits, and they were wiped out.

“！！！”

The evil prince was determined to win a blow that missed, and his face changed. He never thought that Yang Ji would have such a method:

"You have such a thing?!"

The voice of the Evil Dao Prince came out of the billowing black smoke, revealing a deep shock. A martial arts general with a sixfold martial arts path can actually compete with a strong man at the level of a martial sect, and he is also a strong man like himself, which the prince of the evil path has never thought of before.

In the mysterious giant hand on Yang Ji's body, he felt an ancient power, which was by no means possessed by a mere general.

It was born even beyond this era, and belongs to another era!

The Evil Dao Prince was really shocked. A sword weapon that can harm Martial Sect doesn't mean much. But this mysterious hand is something that even he doesn't have.

"How's that, didn't you expect it? As I said, Shibetsu should be quite impressive for three days. Neither you nor Yang Xuanlan can suppress me anymore!"

Yang Ji performed the floating body method, and his body turned into a wandering afterimage on the ground, but the "hand of death" sacrificed was almost to the extreme.

After Yang Ji completed the sacrifice of the "Natal Weapon". The control of this big hand has been flexible to the point of making the fingers of the arm.

Streams of blood erupted through the blood furnace, and then continued to enter the "hand of death". Yang Ji controlled this natal weapon or slashed or slashed, or pointed or slapped, and the key points of the attack were all inseparable from the weak defense and rescue of the evil prince.

"Hmph, don't be too happy just yet. This kind of treasure falling on you is just a tyrannical thing. Rather than let you waste it, let me use it!"

The cold voice of the evil prince came out from the billowing black smoke, and before the voice fell, the big hand of the big bead on the bottom of his head was retracted, and with a bang, he grabbed towards Yang Ji.

And the evil prince himself stepped on it. Leaving a phantom in place, the real body grabbed towards Yang Ji's shoulder.

The function of a nose is to seize the blood and qi of all the warriors in the world. Although Yang Ji practiced the "Little Ah Nose Skill" that he gave to Fang Bai, it was not a grade or level at all in terms of power.

As long as he was caught, he was confident that he could seize at least one-third of the blood qi in Yang Ji's body. As long as you inhale it three times in a row, it's basically a human doing one.

"Whoosh!"

Although the prince of the evil path was fast, Yang Ji was even faster, and his clothes flashed, and the prince of the evil path immediately grabbed the air with one palm.

"Huh?"

Grab the air with one palm. The Evil Dao Prince couldn't help but frown. A powerhouse of his level feels very keen, and this one is not like Yang Ji's quick reaction. It seems that Yang Ji seemed to have expected him to make such a move in advance, and dodged away in advance.

"What's going on?"

The Evil Dao Prince frowned. He didn't have this feeling even when he was fighting with the Chaoyang Attached Horse, and there was a taste of being expected to be ahead of the curve.

How did the prince of the evil way know that Yang Ji saw him fight for the second time one after another. The battle between him and the elders of the Iron Crown Sect and Yang Xuanlan was all projected into his mind, and he analyzed and deduced it.

The evil prince is such a super genius. It is impossible to find out all of him in just a few battles. Even if it is unpredictable, with the wisdom of the evil prince, it is completely possible to target and change the combat style and style.

However, it is perfectly possible to simply analyze some of his combat characteristics and characteristics and make use of them.

Yang Ji is like this now.

"Buzz!"

Too late to think about it. The prince of the evil path turned into a black shadow, followed him like a shadow, and chased after Yang Ji again. His speed is extremely fast, although Yang Ji has the floating body method and the hand of death, his strength is no worse than him.

But in terms of speed, the speed of the military general-level is not comparable to that of the martial arts sect in any case!

"Boom!"

The cold light flashed, and at the moment before the Evil Dao Prince caught up with Yang Ji, a white rainbow light that was more dazzling than the sun shot down from the sky as if it were a match, and slammed into the Evil Dao Prince.

Boom! Boom!

Then came the second, third, and fourth...... , a full ten dazzling sword qi shot down from the sky, and collided with the evil prince with a thunderous momentum.

With the ability of the evil prince, he is also secretly in his heart, and he is jealous. Boom! A circle of strong nasal qi erupted from the body, shaking the four sword weapons one after another like a storm.

Wu Zong's body was as strong as gold and iron, and most of the flying swords couldn't even cut the skin. But Yang Ji's sword weapon is different, and he already has the strength to threaten Martial Sect.

The Evil Dao Prince exerted the pitch-black blood qi shield to the limit, and he didn't dare to let Yang Ji's sword weapons get close at all. With only a violent brute strength, all these sword weapons were shaken away.

"Buzz!"

The white light hit the face, and the eyes of the people who were squeezing couldn't open them. Before the Evil Dao Prince had taken a few steps, the sword weapon that had just been shocked was back and forth, and it slammed into it again one after another with a thunderous momentum, and the flexibility of its sword traces was unbelievable.

"Treasures are indeed capable of living, but unfortunately, I'm afraid you're still a little short of ......"

Yang Ji's sneer came from behind the white sword qi, the voice was faint and erratic, and before the words fell, he suddenly pointed again:

"Take me another sword!"

Boom, a flash of white light, and another earth-shattering sword qi slammed into the evil path prince.

"Ah Bi Gong" is known as weird and evil, and it is famous in the sectarian world, even in the evil way, it is terrifying.

Although Yang Ji's little Ah Bi Gong is of the same origin as the prince of the evil way, it is still far from the prince of the evil way. It is simply impossible to completely eliminate the attraction of the prince of the evil path.

Once the distance is not well mastered, the blood and qi will immediately float and flow out of the body, and it will not be controlled at all.

If he changes to someone else, unless his foundation is as solid as iron, it will be difficult for even a martial artist of the same level to fight against him. Such was the case with the elders of the Iron Crown Sect.

However, Yang Ji is different, and there is a distance limit for the performance of Ah Nose Gong. And Yang Ji's kendo inheritance is ancient, which is just right for this kind of long-distance combat.

This kind of ancient kendo mastery rarely appeared in the Han Dynasty, and it was by no means different from other kendo. Ten sword weapons were dispatched together, and they were caught off guard, and even a strong man like the prince of the evil path suffered a secret loss at first encounter.

"Whew!"

The sword qi flashed, and there was a thin sword mark on the arm of the evil prince, and the sword mark turned from white to red, and a little blood oozed out, and soon turned into a fine grain of iron sand, floating in the void.

The Seven Paths of Martial Arts "Blood and Qi Turning into Sand", the blood in the body of the Evil Dao Prince contains too much Yin Qi energy, and each grain is heavy, just like iron sand.

In alchemy, this kind of iron-like martial artist's blood is the best alchemy adjunct, which can greatly increase the material properties and improve the strength of ordinary martial artists.

"Bastard!"

After all, empty-handed is not as good as Yang Ji's weapon in hand, and the evil prince is bare-handed after all, although the two losses are insignificant, but it also arouses the anger in his heart.

"I really thought that with the best sword weapon, I couldn't help you. I want to see what you can do without these swords!"

The evil prince's pupils shrank, and a grim cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Buzz!"

It was too late, it was fast, the body of the evil prince shook, and suddenly turned into five phantoms and stayed in place, while the real body pounced on Yang Ji at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"Hmph! It's not that easy to catch me!"

Yang Ji's body was vertical, and his body turned into a floating light and shadow and shot out. At the same time, finger on the point:

"Go!"

The sound of sword roars resounded through the void, and one after another dazzling sword rainbows drew arcs of different sizes in the void, crashing into the evil prince one after another with a sharp roar.

"Ah Nose Gong" is too evil, although Yang Ji is not afraid of melee combat with the evil prince. However, it would not be wise to fight him in close combat even though he would suffer a loss in melee combat.

A rational strong man should play to his strengths and avoid weaknesses, rather than a battle of will.

"Whew!"

Seeing the white light on his face, the mighty sword qi seemed to have cut through the void. The evil prince's eyes flashed, and a sneer appeared on his face:

"Good time!"

Before the voice fell, he suddenly made a move, and the sky suddenly darkened, and a big black hand was gloomy, wrapped in a disc-like dazzling pearl, and suddenly pressed down from the sky.

"I've taken it all!"

The voice of the evil prince was extremely cold, and the five black fingers of the mountain peak that fell from the sky were stretched, covering the void, and he grabbed the ten sword weapons that were aimed at Yang Ji.

――At the critical moment, the prince of the evil way actually forcibly recalled his own Xuanqi big hand to deal with Yang Ji.

With the terrifying power contained in Xuanqi's big hand, once caught, Yang Ji's sword weapon was almost certain to be captured.

The prince of the evil path has a nose skill, and all he fears is Yang Ji's incomparable ten sword weapons, and he fights in close combat, and Yang Ji is not an opponent at all.

And the more time persists, the more blood and qi Yang Ji will be taken away, and the weaker his strength will be. (To be continued......)