"How, how is it possible? What a terrible opponent......

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and his mind went blank, leaving only this one thought.

Although they didn't find any news about the Skeleton Ghost King, in the past few months, they have found out all the relevant information, and quite a few people have found it clearly.

The people of the Iron Crown Sect had entered the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge before the Great War, so they were the focus of investigation. Naturally, this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect named Yang Ji is also under investigation.

In this martial arts examination, the information he got was that this disciple of the Iron Crown Sect named Yang Ji defeated the favorite to win the championship, Bai Julu, who was born in the Holy Land of Baitou Mountain.

But that battle was also narrowly won.

The information they got was that this young man hadn't even broken through to the Martial Arts Sixfold Martial Commander level at that time. In just a few months, how could a person be promoted to the Martial Dao Sevenfold Martial Sect Realm so quickly?

This battle completely overturned all the news he had received before.

"It's my turn. ”

Yang Ji sank his feet into the floor, raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man above his head, and showed a weird smile. In the next moment, the heavens and the earth roared, and a terrifying and trembling aura erupted from Yang Ji's body.

Bang!

With just one blow, this Ghost Mansion Helmsman of the Martial Dao Sevenfold Martial Sect Realm immediately smashed through the ceiling of the room with a thud like an iron ball that had been thrown, and flew out of the room with countless wood chips.

"Humph!"

Yang Ji looked at the direction where the middle-aged man flew out, snorted coldly, pulled out his feet from the ground, bowed his body, slammed, didn't even leave the door, directly smashed through the wall, and chased out in the direction where the middle-aged man flew out.

Just rushed out of the room. His eyes lit up, and before Yang Ji could see the surrounding situation clearly, suddenly a sudden change protruded-

"Boom!"

The sky darkened, and a huge bronze hand shimmered with a metallic sheen, obscuring the sky. Suddenly, he pressed down on the top of Yang Ji's head.

Yang Ji changed slightly, he didn't want to think about it, his body shook, and he performed the technique of changing the shadow of the immortal, moved horizontally to the left, and appeared out of thin air a few zhang away on the left, and avoided this palm by a millimeter.

Bang!

The earth shook, smoke billowed out, and the bronze giant palm slammed into the ground. Hearing a loud click, the hard ground burst out directly, revealing a huge crack more than 20 zhang long.

The huge sound spread for miles and resounded throughout Langya City. Many people woke up from their dreams, and there was a faint commotion in the military camp in the distance.

"What a strong puppet!"

Yang Ji looked at him in surprise. I saw that in front of the collapsed ruins, I don't know when there was an eight-armed demon god with a strong breath and an incomparably huge one.

This eight-armed demon god is somewhat similar to Yang Ji's Vajra puppet, but it is much taller. It was more than three people tall and made of bronze. Standing in the courtyard, it looks like a mountain. His eight arms held eight kinds of weapons, including knives, spears, swords, halberds, ge, beryllium, wheels, and saws, all of which were bronze and majestic in the night.

But the most surprising thing was the tide-like turbulent aura in the body of this eight-armed demon god.

- The Great Martial Sect!

This eight-armed demon god made Yang Ji suddenly think of the genius Song Ziqi of the One Qi Sect he met in the underworld. The energy aura on the body of this eight-armed demon god that appeared out of thin air was very similar to Song Ziqi, but it was not so powerful.

"Huh?"

Suddenly. When his eyes came into contact with the eyes of this eight-armed puppet, Yang Ji's eyelids jumped, and an indescribable weirdness surged into his heart. Yang Ji originally thought that it was a powerful incarnation puppet.

But seeing those open, blazing eyes, Yang Ji immediately understood that he was wrong. It's not an incarnation at all. It's not a puppet either.

No puppet can have a pair of eyes!

- This is clearly the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"What the hell is this spell?"

Yang Ji's heart shook fiercely, and there was an indescribable horror. A bronze demon god body, but with a pair of human eyes,...... And the soul.

How exactly is this done?

Before this, Yang Ji had never seen such a strange ability!

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The huge eight-armed demon god was condescending, overlooking Yang Ji. The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distant streets, constantly coming here, but the middle-aged man didn't care.

"Yang Ji, your name is that, right? The death of the Skeleton Ghost King seems to be inseparable from you. In vain, we have been guessing who killed the Skeleton Ghost King, it turns out to be you! Hiding in the Iron Crown Sect as a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect, you can hide deep enough!"

The eight-armed demon god's lips opened one by one, but what came out was the voice of the evil middle-aged man. He didn't believe that Yang Ji was an ordinary disciple of the Iron Crown Sect no matter what.

The Iron Crown Sect could not teach such a powerful disciple.

In his eyes, Yang Ji must have another source. He must be condemned by other competing forces to infiltrate the Iron Crown Faction. Only then can he be explained why he has such great power.

Only in this way can he explain why he wasted all his heart to deal with them.

"It seems that you are sure of my identity. ”

Yang Ji realized the thoughts in the middle-aged man's heart and couldn't help laughing.

"Hmph! You don't have to be cunning. What you've done has revealed who you are. You can't hide it. However, you didn't expect that the Dharma Protector actually gave me this treasure before leaving. ”

"Now that I've figured out your details, you can't escape!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and his voice was as cold as ice slag. Eight henchmen, including the ghost armor, were slaughtered by the young man like chickens and dogs.

As long as he thought of this, his heart burned like a fire.

"Take your life!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's feet moved, this behemoth immediately moved its eight arms in unison, and at a dazzling speed, it waved eight weapons, including knives, guns, swords, halberds, ge, beryllium, wheels, and saws, shooting towards Yang Ji like a black storm.

The weapons slashed through the void, leaving sharp marks one after another, and even the void seemed to be cut into sections by these huge weapons.

Although the eight-armed demon god was huge, the agility and speed revealed at this time were completely out of proportion to his body. It was like an efficient weapon of killing, and anyone who came near him would be torn to shreds.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji made a mistake at his feet, with subtle changes. Dodge a blow from the eight-armed demon god. At the same time, before the eight bronze weapons began to kill, the "Ten Thousand Consecutive Slashes" were cast, and a zigzag trace was pulled on the ground, appearing dozens of zhang away, instantly widening the distance between him and the eight-armed demon god.

After Yang Ji reached the Martial Sect realm, his various abilities were greatly improved. Coupled with the huge, nuanced perception ability, the "10,000 people in a row" that is now being performed is much more exquisite than before.

Not only is it used to attack, but in the other direction, the footwork of "10,000 people slashing" is also a subtle body technique.

"Hehe, it's a great ability, but it's a pity that it's a borrowed power. You don't think I really can't deal with you, do you?"

Yang Ji stood still dozens of feet away and turned around. There was no intention of running away.

Under the starlight, the pupils of the eight-armed demon god shrank, and he had to admit that Yang Ji's exquisite footwork was a bit beyond his expectations. However, this is definitely not something that cannot be dealt with. ”

"Whew!"

In the second arm on the left side of the eight-armed demon god, in the bronze-colored Falun, there was a sharp and silky strand. The air flow like a sword qi suddenly erupted out, emitting a terrible roar.

There were no signs. The wind roared, and behind the eight-armed demon god, the void twisted, and in the blink of an eye, with the bronze giant wheel as the center, a violent hurricane. Including the huge body of the eight-armed demon god, it quickly took shape in the void.

With this hurricane alone, the huge and heavy body of the eight-armed demon god became much lighter, and the soles of his feet seemed to rise from the ground, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

At this moment. The aura emanating from this eight-armed demon god was even more powerful than the original Skeleton Ghost King. After all, the Skeleton Ghost King borrowed the Evil Spirit Relic only to increase his energy intensity.

Unlike this eight-armed demon god, his combat power has skyrocketed. The attack launched by the eight arms and the attack launched by the two arms are completely incomparable, and they are simply impossible to prevent!

'Buzz!'

With a flash of light, the speed of the eight-armed demon god directly increased, turning into a blurred black smoke, shaking through the void, and instantly appeared in front of Yang Ji.

Rumble!

Just when the eight-armed demon god was about to launch a stormy attack, the mutation protruded. As soon as the sky darkened, a huge iron fist, pitch black as ink, obscured the sky, and suddenly smashed down from the top of the eight-armed demon god's head.

The eight-armed demon god is a huge man, and this iron fist is even more huge. And the timing of the appearance of the Iron Fist was just right, just when the eight-armed demon god put all his attention on Yang Ji.

"It's—"

The eight-armed demon god was taken aback. Before he could react, he destroyed the mountain of gold and fell into the ground, and was smashed into the ground by this iron fist that appeared out of thin air.

The tight ground was directly smashed out of a concave, burying the eight-armed demon god deeply, and all kinds of mud and debris flew into the sky.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ji laughed. Beside him, the huge incarnation of the Ghost King covered the sky and the sun, descending on Yang Ji like an ancient demon god. One of its arms pressed the head of the eight-armed demon god hard, pressing it hard into the ground.

"It's really good to have such a powerful eight-armed demon god, but it's a pity that you're too far behind me in terms of combat skills!"

Yang Ji's laughter echoed in all directions.

In terms of strength, the incarnation of the Ghost King is only at the level of the Martial Sect, and it can't compare to this eight-armed demon god at all. However, with Yang Ji's "meticulous" combat skills, and controlling the timing and direction of the attack, the effect is not limited to the Martial Sect realm.

——Yang Ji snatched the essence blood of that great asura, and what increased was not only the realm and strength. In terms of soul perception and combat skills, no one in the Martial Sect Realm was his opponent at all.

"It's useless, your avatar is not my opponent at all!"

A cold voice came from the ground, boom, a little cold light burst out from the ground, and an earth-shattering force suddenly burst out from the ground.

The huge ghost king's incarnation body was light, and he was actually directly shocked back by this terrifying force. (To be continued......)