Yang Ji wanted to dodge, but it was too late. At this moment, the void seemed to be burning, and even Yang Ji's blood seemed to be burning.

After so many years, Yang Ji has not experienced this feeling for a long time.

However, what frightened Yang Ji even more was that there was nothing else in front of him, only the fiery red, the sky seemed to be collapsing, the earth seemed to be uplifting, and the whole heaven and earth seemed to be tilting and squeezing towards him.

Although Yang Ji is also a top master, he can even compete with the Eightfold Great Martial Sect, and even suppress and kill them by other means.

But compared to the bloody and incomparably pure Ninefold Martial Venerable, it is still far behind.

At this moment, countless thoughts passed through his mind, and Yang Ji suddenly understood. Whether it was those core elites of the Cult God Sect or these three Eight Great Martial Sects, it was not a real means for Zhang Fu to deal with himself.

The nine-fold martial artist in front of him is the real hole card for Zhang Fu to deal with himself.

This guy hates himself to the core, and he himself doesn't have the cultivation of the Ninefold Martial Venerable. However, he used the identity of the young sect leader and his influence in the sect to transfer a protector of the cult to deal with him.

"Servant Zhang, you really like me!"

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. At this moment, Yang Ji knew that he was probably far underestimating Zhang Fu's hatred for him.

The position of "Wu Jieyuan" seems to be more important to Zhang Fu than he imagined. So much so that this guy couldn't wait to kill himself quickly, and even sent out the nine-fold martial artist.

"Buzz!"

Between the lightning and the fire, there was no time to think about it, Yang Ji's heart moved, and the magma crocodile above his head hummed, and ten thousand yellow torrents instantly hung down from the magic weapon. Protect Yang Jituan.

At the same time, the blue light flashed, dangling in the void, and quickly turned into a huge palm that wrapped Yang Ji inside.

Only Wu Zun can deal with Wu Zun, no matter how powerful Yang Ji is, and it doesn't matter if he has a bronze blood magic weapon. It is absolutely impossible to defeat a Ninefold Martial Venerable.

In the face of a powerful martial artist who is high above and controls the heavens and the earth, the first thing he should think about is not to attack, but how to protect himself.

"Boom!"

Yang Ji had just finished all these defensive means, and immediately the nine-fold great martial artist hit him heavily. I can't describe the heaviness of this blow, at this moment, Yang Ji seemed to be hit by thousands of heavy mountain peaks, from the sky to the ground.

Yang Ji's entire body, the bones, flesh, and muscles of his whole body were trembling and shaking violently. The whole person seemed to be about to fall apart.

Not only that, but the terrifying destructive power rushed into his body, and Yang Ji's entire internal organs and intestines seemed to be twisted together.

"Poof!"

With a mouth open, and with a pop, Yang Ji completely involuntarily spurted out a straight line of blood, and the whole person flew out like a broken kite. With a bang, it hit a long courtyard wall, and the dust was flying. It directly smashed a section of the high wall more than 20 zhang long, and the bricks and tiles were scattered all over the ground. The thrown debris even flew into the air more than twenty feet in the air.

"It's too strong!"

The intense pain came like a tide, almost drowning Yang Ji's reason. From childhood to adulthood, Yang Ji felt such a powerful impact of power for the first time.

However, the attack was far from fruitful, and a wave of more intense crises swept over like an ocean.

"Immortal Shadow!"

Yang Ji knelt on the ground, his clothes covered with blood, and quickly performed the skill of the immortal to change his shadow. Moved more than 20 zhang. Boom! Between the lightning and the fire, a majestic energy slammed down on the place where Yang Ji was originally standing like a meteor.

I only heard a boom, smoke and dust billowed out, and the place where Yang Ji was originally kneeling turned into a huge pit silently in the blink of an eye.

The powerful force swept in all directions in a vortex. Turn all the bricks and tiles into powder.

"What the hell is going on? This bastard is doing it openly in Taiyuan City, isn't he afraid of attracting the attention of Prince Taiyuan Yuan?"

Yang Ji's heart was shaken.

The injuries were still secondary, but it was the people of this Evil God Sect who acted so unscrupulously in Taiyuan City, and it seemed that they had no scruples that made Yang Ji feel frightened.

Yang Ji didn't understand where they relied so much.

"Formation! These people used the power of the formation to isolate the breath!"

Although there was some hindsight, the Great Asura finally discovered the conspiracy of the Cult at the last moment. In the depths of the void, there was a hidden formation fluctuation.

The Great Asura didn't notice it at first, but now he has fully reacted.

He was suppressed by Yang Ji's father, Yang Du, with the Demon Suppression Great Array for ten years underground, so he was still quite sensitive to human formation fluctuations.

"Let's go!-"

The Great Asura's voice was extremely anxious. Among the people who dealt with Yang Ji was the Ninefold Martial Honor, which he didn't expect. With his current ability at the end of the crossbow, there is no problem in dealing with some martial arts and great martial sects, and he can also help Yang Ji a little with his strong spiritual power when fighting.

But in the face of this level of martial arts, his ability was completely unplayable. In the face of a terrifying opponent of this level, what Yang Ji should really do is not to be a strong opponent, not to run away!

"Hmph! Can you escape?—"

Under the moonlit night, a black shadow stood by the courtyard wall. Seeing that Yang Ji wanted to escape, the black-robed Evil God Sect Protector sneered.

I didn't do it before, just to make some arrangements. One dragged Yang Ji to prevent him from escaping. The second is to avoid being discovered by the King of Taiyuan when he makes a move, and that kind of risk is something he can't afford to take.

But now, both have been done. If this still allows Yang Ji to escape, he will also be the protector of the Cult of Evil Gods.

The séance ceremony was successful, and the new young sect leader was very attentive to this kid named Yang Ji, and he gritted his teeth with hatred, and he couldn't wait to break his bones and scatter ashes.

To curry favor with this young sect leader who has an evil god clone in his body, kill Yang Ji, and take his head to kill him, this is the best way.

"Boom!"

The black-robed Evil God Sect Protector sneered, stretched out his right hand, and he didn't make a move, but opened his five fingers and grabbed Yang Ji Yaoyao who flew out, boom, and in an instant, the sky was dark, flying sand and stones, and there was a cloud between heaven and earth. And the black-robed Evil God Sect Protector's fingers suddenly emitted a huge and incredible strength.

Yang Ji had already fled to the courtyard wall, but he was devoured by this suction, as if he was hooked by thousands of invisible chains, and he was forced to pull backwards.

"Not good!"

Yang Ji's face changed greatly. He is by no means an ordinary person, and being able to defeat Wei Boyang, Sima Shaozhen and others, and reach the top of the martial arts examination, has already explained the problem in itself.

This person can pull him backwards and fly away just by grabbing him from afar, and his strength is completely unable to resist, which is simply terrifying!

If it's a martial arts competition, it's fine, but Yang Ji knows that if he falls into the hands of the Evil God Sect, he will definitely die.

"Immortal Shadow!"

Between the lightning and the fire, Yang Ji Dantian's blood and qi exploded backwards, and at the same time, he used the technique of changing the shadow of the immortal, moving more than ten zhang horizontally, hoping to get rid of the scope of this evil god sect protector. But something chilling happened again.

"Hahaha, it's useless, you better accept your fate......"

The wind was blowing, and the black-clothed Evil God Sect Protector laughed, and Yang Ji's actions looked extremely childish in his eyes. The nine-fold martial venerable blood is pure, like the morning sun that is born in the morning.

This kind of blood qi is unimaginable and incomparable to any other low-level martial artist. If the Eightfold Great Martial Sect can easily get rid of the control of the Ninefold Martial Venerable, then why is the "Martial Venerable" called the "Martial Supreme"?

The Eight Great Martial Sects are still like this, not to mention that Yang Ji has not yet reached the realm of the Eight Great Martial Sects.

"Young man, borrow your head!"

The rumbling sound still echoed in the sky, and the next moment, a devastating torrent of evil qi immediately roared out. The surging torrent of evil qi turned into a huge python dragon, with a huge mouth, overwhelming the sky, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and chasing towards Yang Ji's back.

Seeing that Yang Ji was about to be caught up by the devastating torrent of evil qi, between the lightning and the fire, the change was sudden-

"Hmph, yes? I want to borrow your head too!—"

In the dark night, a gloomy sneer sounded, neither high nor low, but clear enough for everyone to hear. Boom, oblique moment, as if a thunderbolt exploded, ten zhang away, where no one noticed, a shop suddenly exploded, bricks and tiles splashed everywhere.

In the smoke and dust of the explosion, a black shadow shot out from the ground.

No one can describe the change in this moment, it feels like two rounds of the sun have risen in the night. One round was a black-clothed Evil God Sect protector, and the bigger round of the sun was the second master who suddenly appeared.

The breath of the two is like a mountain and a sea, boundless. In front of the aura of the two of them, all the other Martial Sects and Great Martial Sects were as small as ants.

"It's ......"

Hearing this voice in the electric light, Yang Ji was shocked, and there seemed to be endless thoughts in his mind, as if he had thought of something, but he couldn't think of anything in a hurry......

However, it was the other cultists who were even more surprised.

"Wuzun!"

The exclamation was like a bird piercing through the darkness, completely breaking the silence of this void. A group of people set up formations around them, and they had also reconnoitred beforehand, but they didn't find that there was anyone else here, and it was a terrifying Ninefold Martial Venerable.

"Who?!"

There was a shocking shout, revealing layers of terror. The black-clothed Evil God Sect Protector was furious, and the Martial Venerable-level powerhouse felt very powerful.

At such a close distance, even an ant crawling over the ground could detect it. But there was a nine-fold Great Martial Sect hidden in the shop, and he didn't even notice it!

The strength of the other party was extremely strong, and it actually made his martial consciousness-level consciousness not perceive the slightest clue, and the whole person was like air that completely deceived his perception. (To be continued.) )