"Click!"

On the Iron Crown Mountain, when the "registered disciple" of the Iron Sword Sect was pierced to the ground by Guo Ming's sword, and blood flowed everywhere, the elder of the Iron Sword Sect clicked and pulled off a piece of the sandalwood table in front of him.

"How is that possible?"

His previous thoughts were on the cynicism and intrigue with the elders of the Iron Crown Sect, and he didn't even notice how all this happened.

The Iron Crown Sect disciple who came on the field looked even weaker than the "registered disciple" under him!

At the same time, he was also surprised by the elder of the Iron Crown Sect, who had just chatted with the old immortal on the other side for a few words, and a change occurred in the square.

A powerful disciple of the Iron Sword Sect was actually defeated by a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect who was inferior to him! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard to believe.

"Hahaha, I said a long time ago that the game is not over yet, don't be too happy too soon. How? I'm right. Lost so quickly. It's not that our Iron Crown Sect doesn't have masters, it's just that these stinky boys are too lazy, and ordinary opponents really can't look down on them. I'm going to have to teach these guys a hard lesson and kick them in the ass!"

The elder of the Iron Crown Sect was overjoyed, and he smiled, stroking his beard with his right hand, shaking non-stop.

"Good job, stinky boy! Alas, I don't remember, how can a named disciple remember so much. However, this stinky problem has to be changed. Haha......"

The Elder of the Iron Crown Sect was beaming with triumph in his heart.

"Hmph!' The game isn't over yet, don't be too happy too soon', this sentence is also for you. Let's wait until you've defeated all of my people. ”

The elder of the Iron Sword Sect said hatefully, and turned his head away. This useless thing can't even beat a guy who is not as good as himself. You have to teach you a hard lesson when you go back!

Whether it was an Iron Crown Sect Elder or an Iron Sword Sect Elder, neither of them noticed Yang Ji in the crowd, they only thought it was a pure accident.

......

on the square. The square is unaware, and there are two eyes on the top of the Iron Crown Mountain. Squeezing all the way through, Yang Ji quickly saw the "second battlefield" opened up by the Iron Sword Sect.

It wasn't until he arrived at the center of this riot that Yang Ji understood why a few disciples of the Iron Sword Sect could make such a big wave in the Iron Crown Sect.

The strategy of the Iron Crown Sect is very simple, the disciples of the first heavy martial arts only challenge the disciples of the first heavy martial arts, and the double of the martial arts challenges the double of the martial arts,...... People with different realms belong to different "battlefields".

This strategy is carried out in such a way that people have nothing to say.

With the rich practical combat experience of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect. In addition, they are selected "outstanding disciples", and it is indeed not easy to defeat them in the same realm.

The second battlefield is at the level of "ordinary disciple", and the strength is limited to the dual martial arts.

"Yang Ji, why are you here. ”

In the crowd, Duan Gang noticed Yang Ji first. He took the crane with him, and one person and one crane squeezed over together.

"Hmm. ”

Yang Ji glanced at the beads of sweat on Duan Gang's forehead: "Have you played a scene?"

Duan Gang hummed and lowered his head.

"Lost?"

Yang Jidao.

"Lost. This guy is strong. I fought with him for a long time, and I did everything I could. But still lost. ”

Duan Gang looked ashamed, paused, and suddenly remembered something:

"By the way, this guy has amazing strength. Although he is a martial arts duo, I feel that his strength is about to catch up with the martial arts triumph. ”

Yang Ji frowned when he heard this, and Zhang Xiong, Zhao Yan and others were also secretly frightened. They had seen Duan Gang make a move, and his strength was very strong, and even "Mo Long" was not his opponent.

"Every one of these guys is too strong. I don't know how they cultivate, it's not easy for us to win against them!"

Zhang Xiong sighed.

In previous years, the Iron Crown faction had not been here, but they all won and lost each other. It's never been so hard to deal with.

"And so it goes. Everyone went down the mountain and met the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect later. The face will be very ugly, and you can't raise your head. ”

Zhao Yan's face was not very good-looking.

"It's all about faith. If our Iron Crown Sect is so comprehensively suppressed by the Iron Sword Sect. Who will stay in the sect in the future. I'm afraid that people will be unstable. The Iron Sword Sect's purpose of stepping on our top position has been achieved. ”

Fang Ao echoed.

Everyone is not so "worried about the country and the people", but the glory of the sect is closely related to the disciples of the sect. The Iron Crown Sect was "stepped on" like this, and everyone was completely disgraced.

"Yang Ji, you pay more attention. Think of a way to solve this guy. ”

Duan Gang looked at Yang Ji. A look of anticipation. As soon as his words fell, the eyes of the four people looked at Yang Ji, even the immortal crane was no exception.

In a group of people, Yang Ji is a well-deserved "backbone", if even he has no choice. No one else can do it.

"I did my best. ”

Yang Ji said in a deep voice.

He didn't dare to pack a ticket for this kind of thing. Duan Gang knows what strength he has. Practice every day, not to mention the strength. Yang Ji also passed on his "Qinglong Boxing Method".

In this way, they all lose to each other. The strength of this "ordinary disciple" of the Iron Sword Sect can be imagined.

Moreover, after this period of cultivation, Duan Gang's strength was already close to the Martial Dao Triple. Duan Gang actually said that the strength of the other party was almost comparable to that of a martial arts triple powerhouse...... This kind of thing is impossible.

The only possibility is that the other party swallowed a large amount of "Powerful Pill", constantly enhancing the strength of bones and muscles, and combined with the strength of blood qi, it was very difficult to suppress Duan Gang, who had a rude and violent style.

"Phew!"

Unexpectedly, hearing Yang Ji say that he would do his best, whether it was Zhang Xiong and the others or Duan Gang, they all breathed a sigh of relief. It's as if the battle has already been decided.

For Yang Ji, everyone who has come into contact with him is more confident than Yang Ji himself.

The battle continued, and Yang Ji was paying full attention to the game. Instead of Duan Gang, it was a "Wu Tongsheng" from another county.

Although the strength is not desired, the martial arts are not bad. But it was obvious that the "ordinary disciple" of the Iron Crown Sect was superior and stronger, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

After a while, Yang Ji stopped analyzing and deducing, and everything was clear.

"Fang Ao. Go tell that person. If you want to play, try to fight him. When he put his right palm in front of his chest, made an eagle claw shape, and was ready to attack, he didn't have to wait, and he took a step ahead of him. Attack his right lower abdomen with all his might, and if there are no surprises, he wins. ”

Yang Ji moved his palm and pointed to the edge of the battlefield, a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect who raised his head and looked nervous, said to Fang Ao on the side.

In battle, the same moves, the same opponent. Same location...... If the timing of the shot is different, the result will be completely different.

This disciple of the Iron Sword Sect has a characteristic, when he performs one of the moves,—— he doesn't know much about the moves of the Iron Sword Sect - there is a clear sign before the attack, the right palm is held in front of the chest, making an eagle claw shape!

This is the deadliest flaw in his moves!

If used well, it can turn defeat into victory, and one blow can decide the victory. But there is a premise for everything. It is to foresee that before he makes a move, he shoots in advance.

Just a little hesitation. Or a little bit at night, and the result will be completely different.

- This is the so-called "timing"!

Fang Ao quickly left and found the "ordinary disciple" with a nervous expression that Yang Ji had said. Caring so much about this game is even beyond the scope of the sect's disciples, there is no doubt that this person is also a "martial boy student". And it has a lot to do with the Iron Crown Sect disciple in the field.

There are more than 40 counties in Langya County, and Yang Ji doesn't know where this person comes from. But all Yang Ji needs is his strength.

However, it is obvious that Fang Ao's persuasion was not very smooth. For a "registered disciple" of the martial arts, this "martial boy" obviously doesn't take it very seriously. was even a little impatient, waving his hand to signal Fang Ao to get out of the way, until Fang Ao's finger pointed at Yang Ji in the crowd!

The "argument" quickly stopped, and the other party seemed much quieter.

As a "martial arts boy", he is obviously not an ordinary person, and it can be seen at a glance that Yang Ji may be a "disciple of the Gong".

is also a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect, of course, there is no need to play tricks on himself at this time.

Yang Ji nodded at the "Wu Tongsheng" in the crowd, the other party was stunned, and then he came to his senses, nodded, and returned the salute.

"That's it. We don't have to worry about it here. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Ji's mouth.

What needs to be done has been done, and if you can't win. Then basically no one can win against this guy.

Yang Ji flicked his sleeves and stopped paying attention to the game here.

"Yang Ji ——"

was walking towards the third battlefield of the "Disciple of Transmission Skills", when suddenly, a figure stood in front of Yang Ji, looking like a dusty man.

"Yang Ji, I can be regarded as finding you. ”

When he saw Yang Ji, he looked happy.

"Zhang Li, what's the matter, did you also lose to the people of the Iron Sword Sect?"

Yang Ji was slightly surprised:

"Oh, don't worry, I'm just about to go over. ”

Yang Ji said that he was about to move.

Unexpectedly, Zhang's head shook like a rattle.

"Not really. It's related to Song Yi. ”

Seeing Yang Ji's puzzled look, Zhang Liang sighed and said truthfully.

"Song Yi is Senior Brother's old rival in the Iron Sword Sect. He debuted at the same time as his senior brother and fought for many years. The Iron Sword Sect is menacing this time, and we are afraid that he will not be good for Senior Brother. Yang Ji, you have the most idea, you can correct the martial arts of Lin Qingyan and Senior Brother, you must have a way to do this. ”

Zhang Liang said with a look of anticipation. He went to several places, first to Yang Ji's palace, and then to come here.

Yang Ji was silent, but in his mind, he remembered what Su Hong had said to him.

"It turns out that the guy's name is Song Yi. ”

Yang Ji's heart fluctuated one after another.

The grievances between Zhao Hua and Song Yi have nothing to do with him, and Yang Ji and Zhao Hua are just a combination of interests, not much friendship. But Zhao Slip's generosity Yang Ji was still impressed.

And he was so anxious to find himself to help break the flaws in "Baxia Negative Heavenly Fist" and make up for the power of boxing, also to deal with this "Song Yi" of the Iron Sword Sect.

If Zhao Hua still loses to the "Song Yi" after helping out, it will undoubtedly affect his evaluation in Zhao Hua's heart, and the cooperation between the two may also be terminated.

At least at this stage, Yang Ji does not want to lose such an ally.

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. Although the power of "Tyrant Negative Sky Fist" has been increased to the maximum. But sometimes a battle isn't just about how strong you are, it's about how strong your opponent is. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

He has never seen "Song Yi", that is, he doesn't know what he looks like, and he doesn't know how strong he is. So whether Zhao Hua can win or not, even Yang Ji doesn't know.

There was so little he could control in this battle.

But to be honest, Yang Ji was also a little curious in his heart, how powerful the "Baxia Negative Heavenly Fist" he had learned was in Zhao Hua's hands.

"Zhang Li......"

Yang Ji was about to open his mouth to answer Zhang Li, when suddenly, a familiar voice came from not far away with surprise.

"Ha Luha, Yang Ji, it's great that you're here——"

A long figure looked like a savior, leading a few people, squeezing through the crowd and walking here. (To be continued......)