It was too late, it was fast, the light flashed, and at the moment when Yang Ji's palm was captured, the Weishen Sect suddenly turned into a phantom and floated out obliquely.

"The art of clone!"

Yang Ji's eyelids jumped, and he recognized that it was the kind of escape method that was divided into eight before the Weishen Sect, which was similar to his own "immortal shadow".

Although Wei Shenzong was not lightly injured, his sanity was still there, and he could still perform the "Demon Clone Technique".

"Buzz!"

Wei Shenzong reacted, and Yang Ji was not slow to respond. At the moment when Wei Shenzong performed the Demon Clone Technique, the other arms suddenly increased in speed and rushed out, as fast as lightning.

Snort, Yang Ji only felt that he had rubbed his face against Wei Shen Sect, and he almost caught him, but he still caught him empty! Although a powerhouse of Wei Shen Sect's level couldn't beat Yang Ji, if he had the iron mind to avoid a fight and run away, he would still be able to do it.

Even if it's Yang Ji, he can't help him easily for a while.

"Yang Ji, you're going to die of this heart!"

Wei Shenzong had several demon clones in a row, and his body was uncertain, forcibly pulling away from the distance, and flashed to the edge of the ring far away from Yang Ji.

When he saw a few scratches and bloodmarks on Wei Shenzong's face, Yang Ji was stunned and suddenly speechless.

"How so?"

Yang Ji suddenly realized that he seemed to have miscalculated. If a powerhouse of this level of the Weishen Sect wants to impersonate someone else and infiltrate the martial arts examination, wearing a mask as thin as a cicada's wings is the best way.

But this method can be torn off, but Wei Shenzong's face is oozing blood, but there is no trace of the cracked mask.

It's almost impossible!

"He's not wearing a mask?"

Yang Ji was stunned. Wei Shenzong and Wei Yantong's appearances are completely different, and it is impossible to disguise a person without wearing a mask.

"Hey, hey, I can't think of it!"

A voice as thin as a mosquito, but extremely clear, came into his ears, and Wei Shenzong seemed to know what Yang Ji was thinking. He also knows what he is up to.

He took a few steps back, his lips squirmed, and he sneered with a sneer:

"It's not in vain. You also underestimate me! Lao Tzu dares to sneak into the martial arts examination, you think I didn't want to prepare. This Wei Yantong was originally a disciple of our Chimei Mountain. There is no problem with identity and origin, even if you check it, you won't find any problem. ”

"Wei Yantong is a stand-in that Ancestor prepared for me six years ago. Just wait for me to return from my studies, and I will go to the martial arts examination to measure my martial arts skills and weigh my skills. Don't you think that although Wei Yantong and I are different, we have a lot of imagination? - Yang Ji, you miscalculated!"

Wei Shenzong sneered, and there was even a kind of smugness. Yes, he did lose to Yang Ji this time, but he was by no means a complete defeat.

At least in this matter, Yang Ji lost to him.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. The villain takes revenge from morning till night. Yang Ji, you just wait. You'd better be glad you never make a mistake, or you'll end up in my hands one day!"

Wei Shenzong's face was full of cruelty, he actually broke free from his depression so quickly, even Yang Ji was surprised.

"Your Excellency!—"

Wei Shenzong took a few steps back, and without waiting for Yang Ji to react, he immediately raised an arm high. At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the examiner outside the ring. Triumphant, ready to abstain and throw in the towel.

He knew that the enchantment rainbow light of the ring was a one-way filter, and the chief examiner of the Imperial Capital City must be able to hear his own voice.

“...... I throw in the towel!"

Wei Shenzong shouted loudly, ready to admit defeat. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, although he lost in the hands of Yang Ji again this time, but it is not without gain. At least disgusted him. And forcing out his hole cards, presumably the players behind will be more prepared.

Wei Shenzong only waited for the announcement to admit defeat, and immediately jumped out of the ring, not giving Yang Ji the slightest chance. Wait until the future, and then ask the ancestor for a few exercises and order good things. It's the same with diligent practice.

As long as you can surpass Yang Ji in the end, capture him. So what is today's shame? When the time comes, it is not as much torture as you want.

The previous shame can naturally be recovered a hundredfold!

However, Wei Shenzong's arm had already been raised, the smile was still on his face, and the words "I admit defeat" had already been spit out to his mouth, and suddenly a mutation protruded-

"Boom!"

Wei Shenzong seemed to hear a thunderous sound in his ears, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bronze-colored spear wrapped in a majestic destructive power, shooting out like thunder and lightning.

Yang Ji grasped the timing of this shot very well, and it seemed that he suddenly shot at the moment when he turned his head to look at the examiner. The power of the eight-armed demon god, combined with the pump pressure of the "Great Asura Warlord's Heart", although there is no special supernatural power, the speed and strength are incredible.

The Guardian God Sect had already experienced that the eight weapons in the hands of the eight-armed demon god of Yang Ji's incarnation, each of which was incredibly sharp, was never under his flying sword.

If he is shot by this shot, I'm afraid he will really be pierced in front and back and nailed here!

"This bastard!"

Wei Shenzong was taken aback, he didn't expect that he was ready to admit defeat, Yang Ji successfully won and advanced, and he actually had to make a move against himself.

"Win and advance", isn't this Yang Ji's wish?

What else is he trying to do? Kill himself?

Didn't he know that this was the Martial Imperial Examination and the Martial Palace? With everyone watching, and the chief examiner from the Imperial Capital City here, didn't he want his own fame?

This guy, how dare he!

"This madman!"

Wei Shenzong cursed madly in his heart. He was surprised, but he was not slow to react at all. Yang Ji's strength has skyrocketed in this state of demon god, and he has directly reached the realm of the Eight Great Martial Sects, and he doesn't dare to resist hard.

Airplanes!

With a flash of light, the Guardian God Sect split into eight, turned into eight shadows, and quickly escaped, dodging the blow by a fraction of a second. But the next moment, a strong wind blew in his face, and a huge eight-armed demon god had appeared in front of him, and his eight arms danced together, waving seven weapons, and slamming down like a storm.

"This madman!"

Wei Shenzong's eyes were about to jump out. The bronze Dharma Wheel in Yang Ji's hand rotated, and the speed was too fast and too fast. At the moment when he dodged, he had already seized the opportunity to pounce.

And as soon as you get started, it is stormy, and you do your best. In the face of Yang Ji's all-out attack, the Weishen Sect was oppressed and speechless.

"Dragon's Furnace!"

The Guardian God Sect destroyed the blood and qi in his body, and all of it was infused into the Dragon Furnace in his hand, desperately resisting. Thousands of torrents of destruction burst out, but the Guardian God Sect paid no attention to the results of the battle at all, and even didn't wait for the two sides to defend it, just a slight block, and prepared to launch the Demon Clone Technique, and make every effort to widen the distance between him and Yang Ji.

"My lord, I admit defeat!"

Wei Shenzong paid attention and prepared to make his own voice with all his might. However, at this moment, in the perception of the Guardian God Sect, a wisp of fierce energy several times greater than oneself suddenly penetrated its own defense and went straight to its own dragon furnace.

This energy is not large, only a wisp, but it is full of destructive energy, and the level is incredible. It even far exceeds the realm of the Martial Arts Eightfold.

In this destructive energy, the Guardian God Sect sensed a force of cosmic space-time.

"It's—"

In the midst of lightning, a thought crossed his mind, and Wei Shenzong suddenly understood what Yang Ji was doing, and his heart was cold, and he instantly fell to the bottom:

"My Dragon's Furnace!"

The Guardian God Sect suddenly turned back, wanting to withdraw the energy he had poured into the Dragon Furnace, but it was too late. When the Weishen Sect spewed out essence blood before, it had already destroyed the internal balance of this "Yafa Weapon" when it was furious with the "Dragon Furnace".

The combined energy of Yang Ji and Weishenzong is so powerful, this devastating turbulence is all concentrated on the Furnace of the Dragon, and there is also a high-level cosmic energy that Yang Ji's "Heart of the Great Asura Warlord" has absorbed from the time and space of the universe, where can the Furnace of the Dragon still be able to withstand it.

Yang Ji's wisp of high-level cosmic energy didn't do anything else, it was to burrow into the Yafa weapon of the Weishen Sect and destroy the internal balance.

The blood qi of ordinary Martial Sects and Great Martial Sects may not be able to do such damage to this sub-magic weapon, but the cosmic energy that Yang Ji absorbed from the cosmic time and space was completely different.

With a two-pronged approach, something that made Wei Shenzong's heart tremble and fear finally happened-

"Boom!"

Thousands of tall buildings were piled up in the soil, and thousands of miles of embankments collapsed in the anthill! I only heard a loud bang, and in front of everyone's eyes, the dragon furnace in the hands of the Weishen Sect finally exploded.

The explosion power of the bronze blood magic weapon-level "Yafa weapon" was so huge that even the eight-armed demon god incarnated by Yang Ji was shocked out by the torrent of destruction that this magic weapon detonated, and Wei Shenzong even vomited blood on the spot and was smashed into the ring.

"Yang Ji, I will definitely not stand up to you!-"

Wei Shenzong was furious, angry and anxious, his whole body was in chaos, his eyes were dark, and he completely fainted.

Yang Ji won!

Yang Ji won, with such an ending!

The martial arts hall of Youda was silent for a moment, and finally there was a burst of warm applause and cheers. After today's event, the battle between the two is probably enough to be discussed for a long time.

"Yang Ji, congratulations, you won!"

On the other side, the chief examiner from the Imperial Capital City sat in the stands and suddenly stood up and announced Yang Ji's victory. This battle really gave him too many surprises and surprises.

With the help of magic weapons and other treasures, these two candidates actually reached the strength level of the Eight Great Martial Sects of the Martial Dao, which was really something he had never imagined before.

You must know that even if it is him, as the supreme examiner of this year, he is just an eightfold Great Martial Sect.

The imperial court has the rules of the imperial court, and a sixfold martial artist can stand out as a martial artist level exam, and it should have been enough to send an eightfold great martial arts sect.

But this year's martial arts examination seems to be very different, he is a peak martial arts sect, and he is actually a little insufficient. (To be continued......)