Chapter Thirty-Seven: Gathering Momentum
It was at this time that Yang Ji was shocked in his heart and suddenly understood.
"Su Hong was transferred by you!"
"You're smart. ”
Zhao Hua glanced at Yang Ji unexpectedly: "Don't worry." She won't be able to go back until dawn tomorrow. ”
Yang Ji's heart sank instantly, and the other party even thought about it. transferred Su Hong away, obviously preparing to die without proof.
This kind of barren mountains and mountains, if he and Duan Gang die here, I am afraid that tomorrow there will be no one who even knows the Dao.
"Let's go ——"
Between the lightning and the fire, without any warning, Yang Ji suddenly grabbed Duan Gang's belt, and the blood and qi in his body were vigorous, with a boom, the air flow shocked, like a cannonball, throwing him far away, throwing out the encirclement of Xie Hua and the others.
This move came silently and without warning, not to mention that Zhao slipped, even Duan Gang didn't expect it.
Yang Ji's current strength is so strong, it is enough to have the "power of two tripods". With one throw, Duan Gang was thrown to the high places of the mountains on both sides of the path, and he got rid of the encirclement.
"Duan Gang, let's go. Don't stop ——"
Yang Ji's roar shook the void, his body was short, and with a sudden, Yang Ji's body pulled out a wave of qi several zhang long and rushed outward.
The crowd was in chaos in an instant.
"Stop him!"
Xie Lou was in a hurry, and he threw himself out.
At this time, he was the most anxious.
"Buzz!"
I saw a flash of blood, and majestic phantoms flashed in the void, and a "disciple of the Transmission of Gong" roared angrily, flying over from all directions. The air exploded, like a storm of knives, swords, fists, and palms.
There were even people who used the kung fu of a lion's roar, roaring one by one, trying to influence Yang Ji's actions.
"Boom!"
The blood waves were in the sky, and Yang Ji was like a fierce beast. Regardless of it, he only burst out of the "blood dragon" formed by the "Triple Peak of Martial Arts".
Circles of blood rippled out, constantly beating out. Whether it was a fist, a palm, a knife, or a sword, they were all shaken apart by the fierce blood waves that burst out of Yang Ji's body.
In the midst of the chaos. Thoughts flashed in Yang Ji's eyes. His face was expressionless, extremely calm, and the more dangerous it was, the more he was able to calm down.
After helping Lin Qingyan complete the "Electric Mother Sword Technique", Yang Ji's mental power increased, and the speed of analysis and deduction was several times faster than before, and in the blink of an eye, he could find the flaws and gaps in the siege of everyone, as well as their own weaknesses.
"Whew!~"
Yang Ji has no love for war. With a bang, the long sword came out of its sheath, and with a flick of his wrist, he saw the sharp cold light in the void killing one after another, and in an instant, he exclaimed in surprise, and blood splattered.
A disciple of the Iron Crown Sect who besieged Yang Ji retreated in a hurry, and one by one, his wrists, arms, thighs, waist, and abdomen were all wounds cut by the blade of the sword, and blood flowed out.
Yang Ji's strength was only a little higher than theirs. The difference is not huge. But the fighting skills are more than a cut ahead of them.
Swish!
Yang Ji performed the stunt of "flying on the grass", and he was ten feet in an instant. Pressed against the ground and shot outward.
"Huh, are you leaving?"
Behind, Zhao Slip did not move, as if standing out from the crowd, and a sharp cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Get out of the way ——"
The sound of rolling was like a thunderbolt exploding in mid-air. Zhao slipped his body and shook. Shot out in an instant, like a rock shattering.
Bang!
The blood waves swept across the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the air flow within a radius of fifty steps fluctuated sharply. In the gaze of one after another, Zhao Slip appeared in the sky above Yang Ji in an instant. A huge "blood furnace" roared in the void under him, and with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming, it fiercely suppressed Yang Ji.
"Not good!"
Yang Ji was about to pounce out, when he suddenly felt this terrifying aura like a landslide and tsunami, his heart palpitated, his palm slapped under him, and he threw himself obliquely to the side without thinking about it.
Bang!
At the same time, Yang Ji's body flipped over, and a whistling wave of blood blasted out towards the top of his head like an angry dragon.
"Boom!"
The two strands of blood collided, making a steely sound, wringing the barren grass within a radius of more than twenty steps into pieces.
"Blood to lead!"
Yang Ji's throat was sweet, and terrifying thoughts flashed in his mind. The moment the blood and qi collided, he felt that what he was hitting was not an invisible blood qi, but an indestructible mountain of steel and iron.
That feeling was really "hitting a stone with an egg", not only did it not hurt Zhao Slip, but it was instantly injured by his own strength!
"It's too strong! I can't be his opponent!"
A look of horror flashed in Yang Ji's eyes.
Zhao Hua's strength has reached the peak of the fifth fold, and the blood and qi of his whole body are condensed as one, like a lead pillar. The powerhouses of this realm are as heavy as a mountain, and they can even set the embankment of the river with their own strength and resist any big waves.
A strong person of this level is definitely not something that he can fight against!
Sou!
Between the lightning and fire, Yang Ji swallowed the blood gushing in his throat, and with the power of Zhao Slip's blow, the speed surged, and it flew to the ground like a piece of paper, opening up the distance between him and Zhao Slip in an instant.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Yang Ji performed the kung fu of "flying on the grass", and the snake rushed out, without stopping, swishing, and instantly raised the distance to more than 20 zhang.
The whole movement was done in one go, without any stagnation, as if the action had been rehearsed countless times in my mind before the action.
"Huh?"
Zhao Hua fell from the air, his eyebrows raised, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Although Yang Ji was regarded as a target to be killed, Zhao Hua also had to admit that Yang Ji's impromptu response and reaction speed were indeed beyond his expectations.
"There are two hits, but can you run?"
Zhao Hua sneered, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. In front of a powerhouse of his level, Yang Ji's speed is simply a class axe.
"Boom!"
Zhao Hua looked at Yang Ji's back, and with a flick of his right hand, there was an extra long sword in his hand that was blowing hair and breaking hair.
"Boom!"
Zhao slid his foot, and the ground shook within a radius of ten steps, revealing a series of sunken cracks. Zhao Slippery's body swayed, and the news was lost in an instant.
It was too late, but it was too fast, and I saw a flash of lightning. Zhao Slip's figure quickly appeared behind Yang Ji, the long sword in his hand stood up, and slammed into Yang Ji's body with a snort, and his movements were crisp and neat!
"That's not right!"
The long sword slashed into Yang Ji's back, but Zhao Hua's face changed instantly. He has a lot of experience in actual combat, and this feeling is by no means like the feeling of being in the human body.
That's at this time. Zhao Hua heard a shocking angry shout in his ears:
"Shark Fishing ——"
The rumbling sound resounded through the sky, filled with a bone-chilling chill. It was at this time that Zhao Hua saw that the "Yang Ji" who was pierced by himself disappeared in front of him like a cloud of green smoke.
"Immortal Shadow", Yang Ji's third move of "Immortal Sword" comprehended from Lin Qingyan's "Electric Mother Sword Technique", "Immortal Shadow", finally replaced Yang Ji at a critical time and played an incredible role!
Zhao Hua's heart was shocked, he didn't expect that this trick would fail. Yang Ji would actually use this bizarre move to counterattack himself.
"Buzz!"
Between the lightning and the fire. As soon as Zhao Hua's mind moved, he wanted to deal with Yang Ji with blood. It was at this time that Zhao Hua saw a pair of eyes.
A pair of eyes that are incomparably bright and full of evil charm. As soon as Zhao Slip's eyes just made contact with it, he immediately became confused and distracted!
The third ghost of the five ghosts - 魍!
"Out-of-body incarnation!"
Zhao Hua was shocked!
Masters compete against each other, and every second counts. Zhao Hua's negligence for such a moment was enough for Yang Ji to lay down the battle situation.
Bang!
A sword from the west. Flying Immortals!
Yang Ji's sword has been practiced in his heart for a long time, as fast as lightning. Just for a moment. Yang Ji's body and sword were combined, his expression was cold, and the sharp tip of the sword was less than a few inches away from Zhao Slip's eyelids.
The warriors of "blood into lead" are extremely strong, and the damage of ordinary swords to them is greatly reduced. As long as you don't die with a sword, the next moment, you will be in danger.
However, no matter how powerful the strong man who "turns his blood into lead" is. It is also impossible to cultivate the flesh qi to the eyes. As long as Yang Ji's sword enters through the eye socket and pierces through the back of the head, no matter what kind of master he is, there is only one way to die.
"Ah——h
In the distance, a disciple of the Famous Iron Crown Sect exclaimed in shock. Xie Lou's face turned even pale. "Senior Brother" Zhao Hua's strength far surpassed Yang Ji, and no one expected such an astonishing reversal of things.
That is, at the moment when everyone exclaimed, the mutation protruded, and Zhao Hua, who had been bewildered by Yang Ji's "dragon incarnation", heard everyone's exclamation, his eyes blinked, and he actually forcibly broke free.
"Buzz!"
The blood light flashed, and a circle of blood-red light erupted from Zhao Slip's body, forming a shield like a silkworm cocoon.
"Blood Qi Shield", when the blood qi of a martial artist is extremely thick, it can form a strong layer of "Blood Qi Shield" outside the body, unless the skill reaches a certain level, otherwise, it will not be able to break through this layer of defense at all.
"Boom!"
Yang Ji's "Immortal Shark Fishing Shark" clicked on the surface, and the huge destructive power instantly shattered the blood-red "barrier" in front of him.
But the next moment, two iron pincer-like fingers suddenly stretched out, firmly clamping Yang Ji's sword, without moving.
Yang Ji's heart sank instantly. People are not as good as heaven, and the blow that he worked hard to manage collapsed because of the exclamation of the group of followers under Zhao Slip.
The effect of the dragon's chaotic mind was originally not so fragile, but Zhao Hua was not an ordinary person after all, his will was really strong. It was just a little irritation from the outside world, and he immediately came to his senses when there was no room for it.
How powerful is the strong man who "turns his blood into lead", and he broke through with all his strength before, just to create the impression of "unintentional love war". Now that the counterattack has failed, where is there a little bit of luck!
Yang Ji's thoughts only flashed through his mind in the light of light. The next moment-
"Boom!"
Without waiting for Zhao to counterattack, Yang Ji immediately made a decision and immediately gave up the hundred refining long sword in his hand. Whoosh, his body turned over, Yang Ji fell out and fled out. (To be continued......)