"Hehe, you robbed him of his elixir, ruined his good deeds, and caused him to be beaten by Prince Taiyuan and run away, it's no wonder he doesn't hate you. ”

The Great Asura laughed.

Most of the people in the evil way are people who will repay their eyes, who are open-minded, magnanimous, and smile at grievances...... , it has nothing to do with the people in the evil way.

The more powerful the evil martial artist, the smaller his mind becomes. Zhang Fu suffered such a big loss at the hands of Yang Ji, it would be strange if he didn't hate him to death.

But having said that, thinking about the things I did before, it's quite enjoyable!

At least at this point, the Great Asura felt that Yang Ji was still quite tasty about himself. - Even when he was chased and killed by the evil god's clone, he was also "excited"!

"Heh, even if Zhang Fu still thinks about me. Then you have to give him an explanation. ”

Yang Ji said lightly.

Saying this, Yang Ji shook his sleeves and walked down the steps.

The existence of Zhang Fu has always been a shadow hanging over Yang Ji's head, but it will be a matter of time to threaten him. If you want to compete for the position of Wu Jieyuan, you always have to pay a little price.

"Are you looking for me?"

Yang Ji's big sleeves fluttered, and the dragon and tiger walked through the crowd, and appeared in front of the swordsman in front of the silk stall. The latter's eyes widened and he looked at Yang Ji in surprise, his lips opened wide, as if he wanted to distinguish "whether Yang Ji recognized the wrong person".

Yang Ji smiled, and at the moment when the other party tried to distinguish, a finger stretched out and pointed at the position of the other party's dantian. A bit of fierce Heaven and Earth Haoran Qi burst out of his fingers and immediately poured into the other party's body.

"Remember to tell Zhang Fu, just say that Wu Jieyuan No. 1 Yang Ji will say hello to him!"

Yang Ji smiled, withdrew his fingers, flicked his sleeves, and rolled them up. Carry your opponent on your back and walk towards the east intersection of Suzaku Street. Behind him, the Cult God Sect disciple disguised as a swordsman let out a terrible howl, and a milky white aura burst out from his dantian, bursting out suddenly.

Buzz, the crowd screamed, and there was chaos in an instant. The expressions of the disciples of the Evil God Sect hidden in the crowd in all directions, southeast, north, and west changed drastically. They rushed to the swordsman's position.

There were several disciples of the Evil God Sect who tried to track down Yang Ji, but in the chaotic crowd, it was only as easy as sailing against the current.

Yang Ji walked left and right through the streets and alleys, his speed seemed to be slow and fast, and in just a few breaths, he quickly left these disciples of the Evil God Sect far behind.

"You should have killed them!"

The Great Asura Dao was a little dissatisfied with Yang Ji's "soft-heartedness".

"Taiyuan City, the hinterland of the imperial court. In broad daylight, it's a little taboo. Besides, don't we still have something to do?"

Yang Ji said this, a few ups and downs, and quickly swept towards the outside of the city.

Yang Ji did not go out from the city gate, but chose an extraordinary path, all the way to the high and majestic city wall of Zhoufu, and swished into a small lead-gray bottle. Quickly passed through the high walls of the Zhou Mansion and disappeared beyond the courtyard walls.

and so on. Yang Ji unfolded his body and quickly walked towards the mountains outside Taiyuan Continent City.

"Outside the city is the territory of the Cult of Evil Gods, and Prince Taiyuan can't protect you. Aren't you afraid that Zhang Servant will be waiting outside the city at this time, waiting for the rabbit, and setting a trap against you?"

The Great Asura Path.

He knew what Yang Ji wanted to do. But I still think he's too bold.

"Hey, it's hard to say at other times. But there is certainly no problem at this time. As long as he doesn't leave the Zhou Mansion too far, Zhang Fu doesn't have that much ability. ”

Yang Ji was communicating with the Great Asura as he swept towards the mountains in the distance. His purpose is clear, and it doesn't seem like he's searching aimlessly.

"Whew!"

Just a moment later. Yang Ji walked through the dense woods, along the steep mountainside, and quickly climbed to the top of a large mountain.

The wind howled on the high mountains, and the surrounding trees were one after another.

Yang Ji rubbed his body, pounced on the tops of the nearest big tree, looked at it, and finally saw the target he was searching for. I saw that a few miles away, on another mountain, a group of powerful breaths, the spirit of the whole body was mighty, like a storm, warriors were gathering together, discussing something.

The lowest of these people has reached the realm of the Sevenfold Martial Sect, and there are three of the Eightfold Great Martial Sects, and the most powerful one is an old man in a silver robe with white temples who has reached the realm of the Ninefold Martial Dao, and his breath is yang to the strong, like the morning sun that erupts in the morning.

Even if he was several kilometers away, Yang Ji could feel the vast and boundless majestic power on the other party's body.

Yang Ji overwhelmed the heroes and won the position of Wu Jieyuan in one fell swoop in the martial arts examination, and there is no doubt about the strength of his body. But with the ninefold blood masculine

The Eastern Taiyuan Martial Wind is far less prosperous than other continents, and there are not so many Ninefold Martial Arts, and these people know at a glance that they are not from the Taiyuan Continent.

Seeing these human martial venerables, the Great Asura was silent a lot.

"Be careful, these people's cultivation is not much worse than mine. I can't help you much!"

The Great Asura warned.

"Got it!"

Yang Ji smiled, grabbed the main trunk of the treetops at the highest point with both hands, leaned forward, and continued to look. In front of these outside, in the valley between about two mountain peaks, two Ninefold Great Martial Venerables with a few masters of good strength were speeding up the treetops, as if they were rushing somewhere.

And in the northwest direction, on the top of another mountain peak, one after another majestic essence rushed into the sky, and the strength of the breath was not under these two groups of people at all.

A little farther away, deep in the mountains, those eightfold Great Martial Sects, and ninefold Martial Venerables, the number was no less than thirty or forty. A small Taiyuan Continent, and it is not a particularly rich and prosperous place, it has gathered so many strong people, even if he has been mentally prepared, Yang Ji can't help but be secretly frightened.

Yang Ji leaned on the treetops, and with the undulations of the trees, his head hung slightly, revealing a thoughtful look. There is no target, in a place like Taiyuan Continent, there is only one martial saint like King Taiyuan, and more than 30 nine-fold martial artists have appeared at once, and it seems that they will gather more and more, if you want to say that there is no weirdness, it is strange!

Yang Ji suddenly remembered voodoo.

"Could it be something to do with that?"

Yang Ji's heart was up and down, thoughtful.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly opened his sleeves, opened an opening, and released hundreds of highly poisonous giant bees, buzzing and flying into the sky. Then Yang Ji quickly changed his appearance, changed a set of clothes, stuck to the ground, hid in the woods and quietly swept into the distance.

Neither of the eightfold peak Great Martial Sect and the ninefold Martial Venerable is something that Yang Ji can provoke now, therefore, Yang Ji doesn't dare to get too close, at least a few kilometers away from them, just using the giant bee to observe and monitor from high in the sky.

Yang Ji went all the way deeper, observed for a while, and gradually found that these different forces are afraid of each other, but at the same time maintain a tacit understanding, everyone does not interfere with the river water, but it is not a complete peaceful coexistence, and they are also wary of each other.

"It looks like they haven't found their target yet!"

After a few hours, Yang Ji gradually discovered some clues. Although it was certain that what these people were looking for was inseparable from Taiyuan Continent, it was obvious that none of these people had made much progress.

"Leave a few giant bees here, and leave the rest alone. ”

Yang Ji followed them for a few hours, and knew that he couldn't find any clues. Compared to these people, I really don't know anything.

I don't even know the goal, let alone what I have to gain.

"Looks like there's nothing to gain today!"

Yang Ji said secretly, faintly disappointed in his heart. It's not the first time he's been out to follow, but there's been little progress. Seeing that it was not early, Yang Ji jumped onto the treetops and quickly swept into the distance on the tree.

From here, Taiyuan City was already far away, and only a few towering blast furnaces in the distance peeked out from the horizon in the distance.

Sou!

Suddenly, Yang Ji's heart trembled, without warning, and a strong sense of danger suddenly arose from his heart.

Rumble!

The heavens shook, the earth cracked, and a terrible sword aura, magnificent and mighty, broke out of the ground with a strong aura of death, and shot towards Yang Ji on the treetops.

At the same time, a tent of dense cow hair needles burst out of the ground. Those thin needles of about two inches, one by one, the cold light flickered, and Yang Ji felt a breath on the tip of the needle.

"Breaking the Hidden Weapon!"

Yang Ji's heart sank. These Broken Hidden Weapons are extremely sharp, and you can tell that the grade is extremely high at a glance. Once hit, even if you have body protection blood, I'm afraid you will be shot like a honeycomb.

Not only that, but the other one, the dirt flew, and under the soil, a black "dragon flew out", and on the black dragon's body, a black shadow stretched out like a palm, bright red as blood, and pounced on itself at an astonishing speed.

As soon as the five bright red fingers were captured, a huge suction force emitted between the five fingers, and the blood qi in his body immediately poured out like a tide.

And in the void, it is a great Sanskrit sound, like a Buddhist Zen chanting, and like the howl of ten thousand ghosts in hell, giving people a feeling of gloomy clouds and mist and incomparably dark.

"Ghost Dragon Bridge", "Ah Nose Gong", ...... , the figure of the other party couldn't be clearer.

Yang Ji didn't expect to meet the "Evil Prince" here. The Ghost Dragon Bridge's ability to walk on the ground is much more powerful than its own "Ground Walking Boat".

The other party has been lurking underground, hiding all his aura, not only himself, but even the Great Asura has been deceived.

Not only that, but the other party borrowed the magic weapon ability of the "Ghost Dragon Bridge", and combined with his own speed, he actually created the illusion that the speed was far beyond his own.

The terrible sword qi that rushed out from the ground exuded a thick dead aura, and at first glance it seemed to be an ambush jointly issued by the Evil Dao Prince and another person, but in fact, it was all issued by the "Evil Dao Prince" alone.

Sword Qi, Cow Hair Needle Rain, Ah Nose Gong...... (To be continued.) )