"Not good!"

Yang Ji's reaction was already very fast. As soon as the evil prince recalled Xuanqi's big hand, he felt that something was wrong. However, it is a pity that as a peerless genius at the level of a martial sect, the talent and reaction of the evil prince are not below Yang Ji at all.

By the time Yang Ji was shocked, the evil prince's big hand had already fallen like a net.

The Skeleton Ghost King is full of treasures, and Yang Ji has only found eleven Yellow Dragon Swords, if he is taken away by the Evil Dao Prince at once (one of which is a bloodthirsty sword), then the power of the Sword Book will be greatly reduced.

Fighting with a strong man like the Evil Prince, if there is no sword to help, not to mention being defeated, at least being suppressed throughout the whole process is completely certain.

But the evil prince was taken by surprise, there was no warning in advance, and it was too late for Yang Ji to change his moves.

"Hurry!"

At the moment when Yang Ji's eyes flashed, he suddenly pointed a finger, hum! Just before the hand of the Evil Dao Prince's Xuanqi fell, the light flashed, and the ten sword weapons were like life, drawing an arc in the air with amazing flexibility, like a swimming fish, piercing into the depths of the earth.

"Boom!"

Xuan's big hand fell, and a shocking explosion broke out on the ground, and all the dry bones, soil, stems and leaves were mixed together, flying more than ten zhang high.

And almost at the same time, the sky darkened, and Yang Ji's "Hand of Death" appeared behind the evil prince like a shadow, and suddenly suppressed it.

"You eat me too!"

The cold light flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and he destroyed the huge and friendless "Hand of Death" to shatter the sky and shatter the earth and then suppress it behind the back of the evil prince.

With the strength of the Evil Dao Prince's Martial Sect level, he did not dare to take it hard in the face of Yang Ji, a vigorous but lifeless "Death Hand". Boom! Boom! The light flashed, and at the moment when Yang Ji's "Death Hand" fell, the Evil Dao Prince's body was vertical, and he dodged this blow by a fraction of a millimeter with his martial sect-level speed.

"Boom!"

A flash of white light. Two rainbow rays of light shot out from Yang Ji's body one after another, and at the moment when the evil path prince jumped out, it slammed into him in mid-air with lightning speed.

"Whew!"

The cold light flashed, and two blood marks faintly flashed on the body of the evil prince. And the huge power contained in the sword weapon knocked the evil prince out five or six zhang away, and one fell to the ground.

However, it was Yang Ji who was taken by surprise and shot out the other spare Yellow Dragon Sword that he kept on his body with the momentum of an immortal's back sword. One trick to do. Yang Ji was not greedy, and with a few flutters, the two sword weapons were like milk birds thrown into the forest, burrowing into the ground and disappearing quickly.

"Poof!"

With a few soft sounds, mud flews flew under Yang Ji's feet, and a bloodthirsty sword, along with eleven Yellow Dragon Swords, turned around in the ground and broke through the ground one after another. fell into the palm of Yang Ji's hand.

It was gray and foggy, but it was quiet.

Yang Ji and the Evil Dao Prince stood opposite each other at a distance of more than 20 zhang, and the Evil Dao Prince did not launch a counterattack, and Yang Ji did not chase and kill again.

There was no recklessness between the two.

Just, albeit stopped. But the murderous aura that pervades the two of them has become more and more intense. The tension was simply suffocating.

- This time, the Evil Dao Prince originally wanted to seize Yang Ji's ten sword weapons, but Yang Ji's sword path was too weird and amazing.

Not only did the evil prince not take advantage, but he suffered a big loss!

"Very powerful kendo ......"

The Evil Prince reached out and wiped the sword marks on his shoulder. The faint sword marks turned from red to white, and quickly disappeared:

"But it's a pity. This kind of kendo can't help me. ”

Wu Zong's body was extremely strong, and although Yang Ji's sword qi tore through his skin, it was not able to cause further damage.

"Huh. ”

Yang Ji looked at the evil prince and laughed when he heard this, and said-for-tat:

"I heard that Wu Zong's body is very strong, I wonder if the eyes are the same?"

"Humph!"

The evil prince snorted coldly when he heard this, and his expression turned a little colder.

"Roar!"

It's too late. At that time, a beastly roar came from behind Yang Ji. With a bang, the earth cracked, and under the fluffy dirt, several jet-black yaksha suddenly burrowed out.

Their bodies are tall. It's even a head taller than Yang Ji. And it moves quickly, and its dark and tough skin is covered by thick bones, and black bones grow out of the cracks in the bones, giving people a powerful feeling.

Bang!

As soon as the four-headed special jet-black yaksha appeared, they immediately kicked on all fours, hugging Yang Jixiong at an astonishing speed, trying to trap his limbs.

"Kill him!—"

In the surging mist, the cold voice of the leader of the black-robed ghost mansion was heard. He didn't know when, he commanded the four-headed Yaksha to lurk underground, and quietly touched Yang Ji's back.

Masters fight, every second counts. Yang Ji was so engrossed in the Evil Dao Prince that he didn't even pay attention to the four-headed underworld creatures for a while.

Bang!

The cold light in the eyes of the evil prince flashed, and he disappeared in place with a bang, and his true body had already crossed a distance of more than twenty zhang towards Yang Ji.

"I said it a long time ago, don't be too happy!"

The prince of the evil path was covered in black smoke, and his right hand shook, wrapped in the torrent of thousands of evil qi, and smashed it with a fierce punch.

The power of this punch was huge, and it was extremely heavy, and even the void seemed to sink down where the fist fell.

"Whew!"

Yang Ji's reaction was not slow, and at the moment when he sensed the danger, a sword shot out and swept across the four Yaksha behind him. At the same time, he kicked his feet and quickly jumped out.

However, unexpectedly, the sword qi cut through the void and into the body of the four-headed yaksha, feeling extremely hard, and the blade cutting into the bones felt like swimming in a swamp.

Yang Ji's sword actually failed to cut their bodies smoothly.

"Mutant Yaksha!"

Yang Ji felt a pang in his heart, these Yaksha gave him a much more powerful feeling than the previous Yakshas. The strength of the bones alone is several times more than powerful.

Before he could think about it, he heard a strange voice in his ears:

"Bell!"

In the midst of the lightning and fire, Yang Ji's sword blade seemed to have touched something hard and stopped.

"Metal, these yakshasas still have metal!"

Yang Ji was surprised in his heart. The sound wasn't any viscera or bones at all, but metal that had been artificially put in.

Embedding metals in the body of living beings. but it will not make it die. This kind of ability Yang Ji is simply unheard of.

There is no doubt that this is the mysterious ability of that ghost house again!

"Hahaha, the Iron Yaksha is used to restrain you kendo warriors, and if you want to kill my Iron Yasha with one move, you think it's so simple!"

In the chaos, the loud laughter of the leader of the ghost mansion was heard. Yang Ji's reaction fell into his eyes. Right in the middle. With a wave of his big hand, he immediately commanded the four mutated yaksha to rush forward:

"Kill him!"

"Buzz!"

The four-headed iron yaksha didn't die at all, and they roared and pounced on Yang Ji one after another. They didn't try to attack Yang Ji at all, but in the moment of lightning, they hugged Yang Ji's waist, legs, and arms...... , trying to drag Yang Ji in this way and create an opportunity for the evil prince.

The black-robed ghost night leader knew that Yang Ji's strength was too strong. There are too many means. His means alone can't deal with it, and only by relying on the superhuman martial arts strength of the Evil Dao Prince can he suppress this powerful Iron Crown Sect disciple.

"Buzz!"

is a good Yang Ji, and he is not chaotic in danger. At the moment when the four-headed iron yaksha hugged him, he did a somersault and got out. With a flash of cold light, four swords shot out.

This time, Yang Ji's sword qi was not trying to split the four-headed Iron Yaksha into two, but the sword qi slashed through the gap between the neck vertebrae of the four-headed Iron Yaksha.

Just listen to the snorting and snorting. Four black as iron, fierce heads flew high. Spin and flew out.

"Immortal Shadow!"

At the moment when the prince of the evil path pounced, Yang Ji moved sideways, and instantly appeared ten zhang away.

"Bang!"

The wind was blowing, and a move was in the air, and the evil prince had fierce eyes and didn't want to think about it. The five-fingered kei let out a powerful suction: "Give me back!"

How strong is the strength of the martial sect-level powerhouse, the evil path prince's move was issued, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and even the soil was sucked up, flying all over the sky.

"Boom!"

At the same time. The strong wind was blowing, I don't know when, Yang Ji's eyes were dark, a black robe seemed to be a big bird open, under the black robe, thick smoke was billowing out, and a thin claw with only a layer of skin wrapped grabbed Yang Ji.

The claws looked so sharp that they looked like flying swords. And the power contained in it is probably that a single iron plate can scratch five holes. But the most striking thing is the black, dull color at the tips of the five fingers.

Before the claws were poked, Yang Ji could smell a fishy smell from afar.

"Poisonous!"

Yang Ji's heart sank, the martial artist of this mysterious ghost mansion was extremely strong, and he was almost not below him. Coupled with the unknown poison at his fingertips, even Yang Ji has to be afraid of three points.

"Boom!"

The sky shook, and a huge roar came from behind him, and the lightning flashed in Yang Ji's mind, and he immediately felt that the evil prince pounced again.

It is rare for a martial artist at the level of a military general to unite to deal with one person, let alone a powerhouse of the level of the prince of the evil path and the leader of the ghost mansion.

But in order to deal with Yang Ji, the two top-notch evil powerhouses actually put aside their prejudices at this moment, and joined forces to deal with Yang Ji together.

An evil prince is already difficult to deal with, plus a mysterious power of the ghost mansion powerhouse......

At this moment, even Yang Ji felt a huge danger, and his heart was heavy.

"It seems that I have killed too many Ghost Mansion martial artists before, and these two guys are now determined to deal with me. ”

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. The prince of the evil path wants to take away his hand of death, and the strong man of the ghost mansion wants revenge. These two people joined forces, and Yang Ji immediately felt a heavy pressure.

"Wrath of the Overlord!"

Masters compete against each other, and every second counts. Yang Ji didn't have time to think about it, took a deep breath, and immediately used his self-created boxing mastery.

"Roar!-"

The Nine Strokes of the Heavenly Attack swept through his heart, and the next moment, the dragon roared, and the blood light on Yang Ji's body surged, and in an instant, a huge dragon turtle appeared in the void, with majestic eyes, fortress-like indestructible tortoise shell, and a high-spirited and mottled neck like a stone, all revealing a desolate and ancient taste. (To be continued......)