Zhang Fu looked arrogant and proud, Yang Ji, Zhang Daoyi, Jian Wuyi, Wei Boyang, or Sima Shaozhen...... , no matter how brilliant the performance of these so-called geniuses was before, and no matter how big they came from, when they touched themselves, they all had to step on their feet in the end.

After enduring humiliation for decades, today I can finally raise my eyebrows! Think about the humility of the past, and then think about today's pride, Zhang Fu's heart is not ordinary pride!

After decades of boiling, I finally came out!

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the void, and the mighty wind swept through the ring, and Zhang Fu's body was like a majestic mountain shadow, covering the sky and the sun, and crushed towards Yang Ji.

What genius and what rookie were all shining brightly in front of him, Zhang Fu agitated the blood qi of his whole body, turned into a blood-red storm, and pressed towards Yang Ji, ready to end this battle quickly.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in my heart and grew exponentially. In front of Zhang Fu, Yang Ji felt a huge pressure.

Unlike last night, the entire ring was shrouded in enchantments, and Yang Ji had no room to escape if he couldn't fight. And Zhang Fu's strength far surpassed any of his previous opponents.

The strength of the middle-level Great Martial Sect level made the scope of his blood qi extremely wide, and at the same time, his blood qi was extremely long and strong, which greatly reduced the space that Yang Ji could dodge.

“...... If you continue like this, you will lose sooner or later!"

Yang Ji's heart was up and down, he was here to defeat Zhang Fu, not to escape. But if it goes on like this, let alone implement that plan, it is difficult to say how many moves can be supported in front of Zhang Fu.

In the midst of lightning, countless thoughts flashed through my heart. In the haze. A thought flashed in Yang Ji's heart, but it quickly disappeared.

"Boom!"

The tremendous pressure came to his face, and the rolling wind hit his face like a sword. Zhang Fu was burning with blood, like a blood-colored demon god, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. The gaze is playful but triumphant.

"Bang!"

The next moment, without having time to think about it, Yang Ji's body was longitudinal, not retreating, but advancing, and actually took the initiative to pounce:

"Dominate the sky!"

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a shocking thunder on the sky of the martial hall, and in the ring, dense sword light and mountain-like cyan hands roared down, and at the bottom, Yang Ji turned into a blood-colored rainbow and broke into Zhang Fu's blood.

"I can't help myself!"

Zhang Fu saw the blood light like a meteor rushing over. A sneer broke out at the corner of his mouth. Yang Ji is poor in donkey skills, so he repeats his skills.

Even with all his might, all his stunts and methods of pressing the bottom of the box are by no means his opponents.

No!

In this martial hall, no one is his opponent. Although the martial arts examination has not yet ended, he has long been well-deserved, the real uncrowned king!

"Die!"

A violent look flashed in Zhang Fu's eyes, cold and cruel. Bang. A huge cyan copper furnace hung down from the blood qi behind Zhang Fu, and the "Essence Blood Copper Furnace" appeared. Zhang Fu mobilized the blood qi of his whole body and turned it into an axe, and slashed it out.

"Mountain Splitting Axe!"

The void roared, unlike the last time, above Zhang Fu's head, a blood-colored giant axe phantom actually appeared out of thin air. "One force will drop ten", deal with Yang Ji. Zhang Fu didn't even need to use any skills, he directly shook the mountain with an axe and smashed it hard.

"Boom!"

There were no surprises, as if the previous battle was repeated. Eighteen swords and the Hand of Death all flew away, and they all flew out.

In terms of strength, Yang Ji and Zhang Fu were completely unable to contend with each other. The first encounter. Yang Jidu felt as if he had been hit by a mountain.

Every impact is a blow to the internal organs. Zhang Fu did not use weapons, so he would not easily cause tears on the surface of the body, but the majestic force would cause concussions and heavy injuries to the internal organs, and the consequences were far more serious than tears or injuries on the surface of the body!

Yang Ji completely relied on the "Eight-Armed Demon God" and the "Blue Emperor Robe", as well as his restrained "Blood and Golden Body" to arrive in Yiqiang, and he did not fall behind.

But this situation will definitely not last long!

Zhang Fu's blood is much stronger than his own, and if he goes on like this, he will definitely be the first to fall.

"There is no way, only the soldiers are in danger!"

These thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind, gritted his teeth, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he finally made up his mind.

"What do you want to do—"

The Great Asura was taken aback when he found out what Yang Ji was thinking. But before it was too late to stop it, Yang Ji had already taken action.

"Boom!"

Between the lightning and stone fire, at the moment when the two of them collided with their blood and qi and were about to be knocked away again, Yang Ji suddenly loosened his defense, and while resisting half of Zhang Fu's blood, he let the other half of the mixed blood and qi bombard into his body, passing through the palace, through the shoulder well, all the way unimpeded, and finally crashed into his newly transplanted second heart.

Boom, when Yang Ji's second heart was hit by the mixed but thick blood qi, Yang Ji's internal organs shook, and he felt that his heartbeat was about to stop.

Yang Ji had absorbed a large amount of blood qi, but he had never absorbed such majestic power. Zhang Fu's strength is far stronger than Zhang Heng.

This huge force hit the atrium wall, making Yang Ji feel extremely colic. In his heart, Yang Ji was ready for the transformation failure, and these majestic blood qi would not be able to disappear and absorb for a long time.

But the next moment, something surprising happened.

"Buzz!"

In the second heart, the majestic blood qi disappeared, and Yang Ji's second heart was like a huge furnace, absorbing all these mixed blood qi energy.

And almost at the same time, streams of pure, homologous blood qi surged out from the "second heart" and pumped to every corner of Yang Ji's body.

Not to mention Yang Ji in this scene, even the Great Asura hidden in the depths of the sea of consciousness was taken aback.

One person and one Shura were all stunned.

"Yang Ji, you're lucky! All of this kid's energy is not his!"

A thunderous voice echoed in Yang Ji's mind, and the Great Asura was the first to react, overjoyed. Zhang Fu's strength looked vast, as if he had surpassed the Eightfold Intermediate Great Martial Sect, but in fact, it was all a bunch of low-level, impure low-level blood qi.

His blood and qi are one after another, and there are beginner martial arts ranks, middle martial arts sect ranks, martial arts peak levels, and even six-fold martial arts general levels.

The nature of these flesh is also very different, whether it is tame or hot, gray or bright...... , in some ways, it is not even as good as Zhang Heng, who is at the peak of the martial arts sect that Yang Ji has fought against.

It was entirely by relying on the means and power of the evil gods that Zhang Fu was able to make up for these defects of mixed blood and qi nature.

And against these low-quality, mixed blood qi, the transformation efficiency of the "Great Shura Warlord's Heart" is far lower than that of other blood qi.

This increase in efficiency is not doubled, tripled, but hundredfold, thousandfold.

It's like smashing a fist against a wall, the wall is fine, it's yourself who hurts. But if the walls turn into cotton, it's a completely different story.

For the "Heart of the Great Asura Warlord", no matter how powerful Zhang Fu is, his essence is a ball of "cotton".

Low-level energy, with the ability of the Great Asura, no matter how much, can completely absorb and transform at an astonishing rate. The only thing that is a little troublesome is the power that belongs to the evil god in Zhang Fu's body.

These cosmic-level energies, which are as tough as silk, have netted together Zhang Fu's low-level generals and martial sect-level energies, which makes Zhang Fu's performance so terrifying.

However, after all, the "evil god clone" cannot use his energy openly. These high-level cosmic energies are completely secondary, the energies that have been transformed by the evil god clones.

In terms of its level, the cosmic energy absorbed by the "Great Asura Warlord's Heart" from the depths of infinite time and space can be completely canceled out.

In other words, now Zhang Fu has completely become a mobile warehouse carrying a huge amount of blood and qi!

"Buzz!"

It's too late, it's fast, on Yang Ji's pitch-black pupils, a strong, axe-like arm changed from small changes to reflected on it, and quickly approached.

With this palm, there is also a torrent of blood and qi in the sky. However, it was Zhang Fu who found that Yang Ji was not repulsed, and his free other hand was slammed down heavily.

"Boom!"

Just a few feet away from the top of Yang Ji's head, Yang Ji's demon god arm was raised, blocking Zhang Fu's heavy blow like a middle-class stream!

"Ahh

There was an exclamation from the audience, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

In the ring, Zhang Fu looked at his opponent in shock, his eyes couldn't believe it!

And below the ring, Sima Shaozhen, Zhang Daoyi, Song Hong, Huang Tong and others also showed shocked looks. There is still a big gap between Yang Ji and Zhang Fu before.

The generation gap between the beginner-level Great Martial Sect and the middle-level Great Martial Sect is far greater than that between the martial generals and the Martial Sect! Yang Ji was knocked away with a palm is the result of this gap!

But now, Yang Ji actually blocked Zhang Fu, and he didn't use any other means, he just relied on his own strength to resist Zhang Fu's blow.

The two sides are evenly divided!

"How is this possible?"

In the corner of the main hall, Sima Shaozhen raised his eyebrows, showing surprise for the first time. There is not much suspense in the battle between Yang Ji and Zhang Fu.

Sima Shaozhen knew a little bit of news, Zhang Servant from that kind of background was definitely not something that Yang Ji could resist. And the gap in strength between the two is completely beyond what manpower can make up.

But Yang Ji actually relied on his own strength to resist Zhang Fu's attack.

Beginner-level Great Martial Sect and Intermediate Great Martial Sect?

How is this possible?

Sima Shaozhen rarely showed a gaffe. But this time Yang Ji succeeded in letting him do it.

Sima Shaozhen is also far more confused, Zhang Daoyi has fought with Yang Ji. Yang Ji knows best how many catties and taels he has, and at most he is about the same as himself. (To be continued.) )