"Whew!"

Yang Ji smiled. These people are from Baektu Mountain, and he still has some scruples. But now, the feeling is completely different.

"It's true that people like me don't have a high background, but if you want to threaten me. It also depends on who speaks. You...... , not qualified yet. ”

Yang Ji's voice fell, and then he made a move.

Bang!

The sleeve of Yang Ji's right arm made a grinding sound, and a fist as white as jade came out of the cuff like lightning.

There was some distance between the two. But this Baitou Mountain disciple walked in front of him in order to persecute Yang Ji, and the distance between the two was less than an arm's length, and he couldn't even hide.

Bang! Just hearing a loud bang, Yang Ji's iron fist slammed into this Baitou Mountain disciple almost instantly.

"You dare to do it!"

The young man in white was furious, his blood flashed, and a blood qi shield pressed against his skin, appearing almost instantaneously on the inside of his robe, lying in front of Yang Ji's iron fist.

The teachings of Baektu Mountain, all kinds of martial arts and reactions are far beyond ordinary people. Even if it was only a foot away, it was impossible for Yang Ji to sneak attack him.

The young man in white was about to scold angrily, when suddenly, his expression changed-

"Boom!"

Just like a match thrown into the black oil, the blood qi outside the body of the young man in white was suddenly ignited by Yang Ji and burned violently. Ten percent of the skill, in an instant, only seventy percent remained.

Before the young man in white could react, he was swept away by this powerful force that completely overwhelmed him.

"Ahh

Like a tossed brick, the young man in white exclaimed as his feet lifted off the ground. The whole thing flew out. The power that erupted from Yang Ji's iron fist was so great that his body spun in the air as he flew out.

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Especially those who know the details of these people, they are completely shocked.

"Flames? Flames erupted from his fist, is this the Yin Fire Yang Talisman?"

"No way. It is impossible to have this kind of cultivation in the martial arts. He has really practiced the Yin Fire Yang Talisman, it is impossible not to hit the list!"

"His flame is not the same as the Yin Fire Yang Talisman!"

"It's too bold, the people of Baitou Mountain didn't make a move, but he shot first. Doesn't he know the status and power of Baektu Mountain?"

"If only I knew. How dare he make a move?"

......

The surrounding candidates who were still in the mood of watching the excitement were all stopped by Yang Ji's punch. No one thought that Yang Ji would make a move, and no one thought that he was arrogant. The imposing Baitou Mountain disciple would actually lose.

And it's the kind that is completely crushed.

"Buzz!"

Seeing that the young man in white was about to fly out of the main hall, suddenly, the light dimmed, and a strong and powerful arm appeared out of thin air. Across the front of the main hall.

Bang! The young man in white who was hit by Yang Ji Zhenfei hit this arm. It was like hitting an impregnable copper wall, instantly moving from extreme to extremely quiet, and suddenly intercepted and stopped in the air.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's eyelids jumped, and his expression changed slightly.

"Master!"

This thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, he knew how powerful he was. If you change someone, you can stop it, but you can't be like this person. All the kinetic energy was eliminated, and the arm didn't even shake.

Look down that arm. Yang Ji saw a resolute and cold face. The man was about twenty-three or four, nine feet tall, and stood a head taller than everyone else in the crowd.

In fact, the aura on his body was much stronger than that of other Baitou Mountain disciples.

"Seventh Senior Brother!"

The young man in white who was thrown out by Yang Ji suddenly calmed down and said respectfully.

The person known as Senior Brother Seven did not speak, and with a lift of his wrist, he put the young man in white down to the ground.

"I mean to keep you away from Yuanyuan. ”

The nine-foot-tall white-headed mountain master pursed his lips tightly, and there was no smile on his face. His gaze was fixed on Yang Ji, and there was a strong smell of oppression in his voice. Even the other candidates around him, knowing that this "Seventh Senior Brother" was not aimed at him, couldn't help but feel a strong oppression, and couldn't help but shrink his shoulders and retreat back.

“...... It's for your own good. ”

The seventh senior brother said lightly, his voice was resolute and cold.

It was quiet, and no one dared to speak.

"I hear you. ”

Yang Ji's expression was very calm, meeting the other party's gaze without the slightest wave. All the way to this point, no matter what kind of opponent he is, he can't shake him:

"Still, I mean, you still don't get involved. What I want to do, I will think about it myself. ”

The plain tone of words revealed a will not back down.

In an instant, the swords were tense, the two looked at each other, and there was a faint flicker of infinite fire in the void. The status of Baektu Mountain is transcendent, and if you say it, you can not compare it even with the Iron Crown Sect.

As a disciple of Baektu Mountain, he inherited this pride and glory in one line.

However, Yang Ji is also the kind of character who doesn't eat hard and soft, even if he knows that the other party is a person from Baitou Mountain, he is the one who doesn't sell it.

There is absolutely no room for compromise between the two.

"Good!"

The seventh senior brother stared at Yang Ji, and there was a faint fire in his eyes. I don't know why, the surrounding candidates suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

"It always has been. ”

Yang Ji said lightly. The fortitude is not inferior to this seventh senior brother.

"Bastard, don't look at what you are, and dare to talk to Senior Brother Seven like this!"

A Baitou Mountain disciple finally couldn't help but scold angrily.

What is the status of the seventh senior brother in Baektu Mountain, in normal times, which of you is not holding your breath and respectfully. It's a good thing, a kid who doesn't know what to call is here, and he dares to talk to Senior Brother Seventh like this.

I don't take Mt. Paektu seriously at all.

"Hey!"

Yang Ji sneered, and glanced at the several Baitou Mountain disciples who were approaching on the left and right. These people are all good at cultivation. If it weren't for the fact that he had the power of the fire demons, he really wouldn't have been able to deal with them lightly.

has suffered a loss, and these people are obviously ready to come hard. When necessary. Teach him a hard lesson.

"If I were you, I would never do it at this time. ”

Yang Ji smiled, his eyes swept over the shoulders of several people and looked out of the hall. The commotion here has already attracted the attention of several patrolling lieutenants.

And in the direction behind him, Yang Ji could also hear the sound of the armor vibrating, and obviously there were also people from the imperial court walking here.

The martial arts examination is a major event in the imperial court, and it doesn't matter if there are temporary and small riots, but once the time is too long. The nature of attracting attention is completely different.

Causing trouble in the exam room is a big deal, and it is possible to be disqualified from the exam. Although Yang Ji was also worried about this, he was more sure. These people are definitely more worried than themselves.

If you don't have anything to do, you can't climb the Three Treasures Hall, and the people of Baektu Mountain have absolutely no interest in wasting time in such a place. Their purpose was just to take the name of the martial arts examination and then go to a bigger and more lively place.

The background of Baektu Mountain makes them full of confidence. regarded the fame of "Wu Xiucai" as his own forbiddenness. And because of that. They are absolutely even more reluctant to be disqualified from the martial arts examination for this reason.

Sure enough, seeing the several armored captains in the crowd coming together, Xiang Baitou Mountain's disciple's expression changed, and he immediately dispelled the idea of joining forces to teach Yang Ji a lesson.

"It doesn't matter. ”

The man known as Senior Brother Seven stretched out an arm and stopped everyone. He glanced back at Yang Ji deeply, and said lightly:

"Don't think it's threatening you. You and Yuanyuan are not people of the same world. We do this for your own good, too. ”

"You can defeat Shen Bin, and your strength is also good. See you in the ring. ”

After saying this, he pressed his right hand on the gold-studded scabbard at his waist. Flick your sleeves, before the people of the court come over. Turn and leave.

Behind him, all the disciples of Baitou Mountain also left.

No one noticed that when the Seventh Senior Brother was leading people away, one of the Baitou Mountain disciples who looked a little strange deliberately stayed behind, and when he pulled away for a distance, he suddenly ran towards Yang Ji.

"Huh?"

Yang Jijian raised his eyebrows, and was about to put on a defensive posture. Suddenly, I saw this strange Baitou Mountain disciple waving his hand again and again, and said with a smile:

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to find ballast. ”

"It's Miss Yuanyuan, I have something to bring to you. ”

"She needs your help!"

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's heart shook slightly, and blurted out, "What happened to her?"

Yang Ji and Bai Yuanyuan actually just had a conversation in the martial arts hall of Pingchuan City. Although the time is short, it is a friendship between birth and death.

For Bai Yuanyuan, Yang Ji actually has a good impression. She's amazingly talented and she's a good person. At least not as arrogant as these Baektu Mountain disciples.

Yang Ji originally thought that as the bloodline of Baitou Mountain, nothing should happen to Bai Yuanyuan. But first, the white-clothed beauty beside Yi Xiantian mentioned Bai Yuanyuan, and then those disciples of Baitou Mountain came to find their own ballast again.

Now, the strange Baitou Mountain disciple said that Bai Yuanyuan needed his help. No matter how slow Yang Ji was to react, he knew that something must have happened to Bai Yuanyuan's side.

"Miss Yuanyuan's ......"

The Baitou Mountain disciple glanced back as he spoke, only to see a Baitou Mountain disciple behind him stop, as if he had discovered something.

His expression changed, and he immediately changed his tone:

"This is not the place to talk. Seventh Senior Brother, they won't want to see me come into contact with you. When this martial arts examination is over, I will come to you again. ”

In the distance, others seemed to notice something. This Baitou Mountain disciple's body shook slightly, and he looked scrupled. didn't have time to pay attention to Yang Ji, so he suddenly pulled out and quickly swept out.

"Remembered. My name is Bai Wunon. ”

As he spoke, he disappeared into the crowd.

"Nonsense ......"

Yang Ji frowned and was silent. This Baitou Mountain disciple walked neatly, but he never finished the rest of his words. Yang Ji didn't understand, as the bloodline of Baitou Mountain, Bai Yuanyuan had encountered some trouble, so he had no way to ask someone to find him.

"What the hell is going on?"

A stern voice came. In the front and back directions, several armored court captains rushed over and asked sharply. The surrounding candidates all turned around and remained silent.

The reputation of Baektu Mountain is not trivial, and there is no good fruit for offending them. Those who know are naturally reluctant to restore them.

At least I don't know, it's crowded, and I can't see anything clearly. Asking is also asking in vain.

Yang Ji's head bowed slightly, and before several lieutenants found him, he walked out of the hall in the crowd. (To be continued......)