As soon as the sky darkened, the black and white sword qi was pitch black and deep, and with the subtle Yu step, it became faster and difficult to dodge. Whew! The void is separated, and the knife qi passes everywhere, like a paper cut.

"Boom!"

It seemed that it was-for-tat, and almost at the same time, Yang Ji once again sent out a second sword qi, a sword qi more than ten zhang long was magnificent and vast, scorching white as frost, instantly piercing through the void and hitting black and white again!

Bang!

The black and white footsteps floated in the air, and they were directly knocked out, exiting a few feet, and fell to the ground with a slump, and the clothes on their chests were torn, revealing deep sword marks.

Yang Ji's kendo was not very deep, but it was enough to hurt him.

“！！！”

The audience was silent, silent!

Everyone was stunned by this scene. At the beginning, he was invincible, and the black-clothed young man who was almost invincible was actually injured in a short period of time.

The first time can be said to be accidental, but the second time is not so simple!

"Who the hell are you?"

Princess Longwu suddenly woke up, crossed her waist, pointed at Yang Ji and asked sharply.

"Yu Bu" is by no means a person that ordinary people can deal with, this person is definitely not simple! This is the first time that the royal family's mastery has been hit so easily.

Princess Longwu couldn't have imagined that there was such a character by the side of the little prince of Jiuding!

Yang Ji didn't pay attention to it at all. He is not Princess Longwu's bodyguard, nor is he an errand in the court, so he doesn't need to look at Princess Longwu's face.

What's more, Princess Longwu may not recognize him.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji suddenly took the initiative to attack for the first time, and he stepped on his feet, step by step. However, it was this step that made the face of the black-clothed young man who was like rotten wood and had no joy or dying suddenly changed.

The faces of Princess Longwu and the two old worshippers in the rear changed several times, and their hearts were full of waves. Shocked.

"Yu Bu!!"

A rumbling thunder swept through the minds of the three of them at the same time, killing Princess Longwu and the two old worshippers did not believe that the young man wearing a golden mask as thin as a cicada's wings on the opposite side could actually perform the same steps as black and white.

The young man in the golden mask seemed to be careless, but he was definitely a fool.

"Yubu is the secret of the royal family. I asked for it with a hard time. How could this person be the Yu Bu of our royal family!"

The thought in Princess Longwu's eyes flickered, and she gritted her silver teeth like braided shells, and she could hardly help but make a move.

Each set of the royal family's mastery is a unique book, and there is almost no second book in the world. If she had scrupled to make a move by herself, and teamed up with black and white to deal with that guy with more enemies and fewer enemies, she would have been unable to help but end the game, uncover the mask on Yang Ji's face, and see his true face of Lushan.

Yang Ji's steps seem jerky. Immature, but it is indeed a step of Yu without a doubt.

"Boom!"

The sword qi in Yang Ji's hand was stimulated, and the vitality of the sword path was myriad, slashing towards the black-clothed young man like a silver-white waterfall.

Unlike other good and evil martial artists, Yang Ji's strength is really the strongest below the Eight Major Martial Sects, if there is anyone below the Eight Major Martial Sects who can surpass the black-clothed boy, it is only Yang Ji.

Compared with the boy in black. Yang Ji's strength is only strong, not weak!

Facing Yang Ji's sword, even the young man in black felt threatened. Boom! A pitch-black and heavy sword aura burst out of the air again.

In the face of Yang Ji's sword, the black-clothed young man chose the most direct hard encounter, and the Imperial Prison Soul Knife suddenly fought back faster and stronger.

"Bang!"

The black-clothed young man's Imperial Prison Soul Death Sword was fast, but Yang Ji's flying sword was faster. Almost at the same time as the black-clothed young man took out his sword, a silver flying sword slashed out with a bang, like lightning and thunder. In an instant, the chest of the young man in black was deep.

At the moment when the silver flying sword was about to penetrate the front and back of the black-clothed young man, an extremely deep black brilliance burst out from the black-clothed young man's body.

The black-clothed young man agitated his blood and qi, and with a bang, he forcibly shook Yang Ji out of his body with a thud. But the huge power on the sword also caused the black-clothed young man to stagger back. A mouthful of blood spurted out, quickly turning into grains of black sand in the void, spilling all over the ground.

All around, a scholar and son named Taiyuan Zhou were stunned, and they were silent and speechless. Three swords in a row, Yang Ji's sword was injured in black and white.

The contrast between before and after is too great, a moment ago he was like a god, and he was an invincible master, but now he is being hung and beaten, this reversal is too big.

It was a little difficult for everyone to accept.

"You're no match for me at all!"

Yang Ji spoke for the first time, his voice was cold, and he did not continue to shoot. If you attack the enemy and attack your heart, your heart will be confused, and people will naturally be defeated.

Yang Ji's sentence is suspected of disturbing the other party's mind, but at the same time, it is also telling the truth, not a simple tactic.

Observe carefully, plan before you act!

Yang Ji has not been too high-profile in the team of Jiuding Little Prince, but he has also maintained a state of not being forgotten. Yang Ji did not make a rash move, but has been observing cautiously.

The sword path of the black-clothed young man is quite powerful, and it is only seen in Yang Ji's life. But no matter how powerful it is, it can't get out of the category of martial arts.

His sword path is domineering, strong, and fast, revealing a kind of contemptive attitude. Because it's fast, no one can dodge, and because it's powerful, no one can stop it!

But for Yang Ji, none of them are a problem.

The ability of the "Immortal Shadow" to move in a small area is unmatched. Yang Ji could even dodge the attacks of the Eight Great Martial Sects, let alone the Seven Martial Sects.

The black-clothed young man's sword path is domineering and fast. And because the blood qi is condensed into a knife shape, there is only a thin fan, so the power is constantly superimposed.

But for Yang Ji, after this kind of face attack was changed to a blade attack, it was more offensive to the immortal shadow change. Range attacks, because they are surface blows, so sometimes, Yang Ji's immortal shadow may not be able to dodge.

However, the power of the sword qi's attack was only concentrated in a thin straight line, and Yang Ji only needed to flash this straight line. Therefore, it is more calm.

Therefore, others can't escape the Imperial Prison Soul Death Knife, for Yang Ji, it is not like that at all.

“...... Your strength is not weak, but unfortunately, the experience is too poor!"

Yang Ji said lightly and continued to walk slowly:

"No matter what tricks you learn, it's useless to stick to the rules. As far as I'm concerned, no matter how powerful your sword is, it won't hurt me. ”

Yang Ji's voice was cold, without the slightest emotion. This is something he specially disguised. In Wanguan Tower, Princess Longwu had heard his voice.

Yang Ji didn't want to be recognized by her yet.

It turned out that Princess Longwu didn't connect Yang Ji with the guy in Wanguanlou at all. Hearing Yang Ji say that black and white were not his opponents, Princess Longwu was very unconvinced at first.

Black and white is what she raised with the royal family's peerless school, where is the lonely and stray cat-like guys outside can be compared.

However, hearing Yang Ji's later words, the qi that Princess Longwu had originally suppressed disappeared all of a sudden.

Because she found out that what this guy said was exactly the truth.

Black and white has always been cultivated in the palace, and most of the time it is in the diligent practice in the underground palace. His hard work, his hard work, can be said to be unmatched, which is why he can be so powerful at such a young age.

But as this guy in a mask said, there is really too little actual combat experience in black and white. Although she has already figured out a way to get the guards in the palace to accompany him to practice.

But where can this kind of guard in the palace compare to the martial arts masters outside, it is completely grown up under the death training of blood and fire.

No matter how dedicated the guards in the palace were, they didn't dare to kill black and white. Based on this alone, the two sides are superior to each other.

"What the hell is this guy's coming from?"

Princess Longwu's eyes were sharp, staring at Yang Ji fiercely, and a pair of jade eyes seemed to want to penetrate Yang Ji's internal organs.

Hei Bai doesn't have much experience, so there's no need to hide this, because Hei Bai was only recently out of the customs and was summoned by her from the imperial capital.

But this is not a big flaw, when the black and white prepared "Yu Bu" with the "Imperial Prison Soul Knife", this was originally taken into account.

No matter how strong the martial arts skills are, no matter how rich the actual combat experience is, if you can't stop the speed of the Imperial Prison Soul Death Knife, and you can't deal with the black and white Yu Bu, then no matter how powerful it is, it's useless.

This is called one force to ten meetings!

Xiucai met Bing, and it was unreasonable to explain this reason. No matter how powerful Xiucai is, no matter how eloquent he is, those Qiu Ba don't need to reason with you at all, and just talk with their fists.

However, no matter how powerful Qiu Ba encounters an even more powerful Qiu Ba, there is no way at all.

"Li Lao, Zhang Li, watch this guy. I want to know his details as soon as possible. ”

Princess Longwu said in a low voice.

The problem is not black and white at all, but this guy who can dodge the Imperial Prison Soul Knife, can perform Yu steps, and wears a golden mask on his face.

Whether he sees through Yu Bu or he will, no matter which one it is, this guy's identity is not simple. Jiuding Little Prince recruited this person, which is definitely not a good thing for himself.

"The old slave understands. ”

The two elders nodded imperceptibly with a respectful expression.

......

On the battlefield, the face of the young man in black was unpredictable, looking at the look on his face, Yang Ji knew that his words had a role.

When the young man in black is in a rational state of mind, he is not his opponent. Not so much so now.

"Boom!"

A pitch-black sword aura, magnificent, like a long rainbow running through the sun, slashed down towards Yang Ji. The next moment, Yang Ji's body shook, leaving an afterimage, which instantly appeared a few zhang away.

Hum, the sword light passed, and the afterimage left by Yang Ji in place was cut in half, and the black-clothed young man was also hit by Yang Ji's Yuan Qi Kendao at the same time, and the sword qi invaded his body, spit out a mouthful of blood, and threw it out.

"Hahaha......"

The little prince of Jiuding laughed loudly and was bold. He didn't dodge anymore, and walked out from behind the cold-faced middle-aged worship. No matter what Yang Ji's identity is, just because he has done himself a big favor now, the little prince of Jiuding has a good impression of him in his heart. (To be continued......)