"Very well, it seems that our uninterrupted battle in the poison pool must be over anyway. ”

Meng Shenji sneered, and pulled out the long sword in the sheath with a bang:

"There's one thing I'm curious about, though. Will you die this time, or will I die?"

A spark of electricity flickered between the two, and Yang Ji also quieted down. In the dark, both of them remembered the unending final blow on the side of the poison pool.

If it hadn't been for the senior brother "Li Bai" to stop it at that time, I am afraid that the final victory and defeat would have been decided between the two.

"Don't worry, you'll know the final result for sure. And, it won't be long!"

Yang Ji said coldly, a sharp murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, it's a pity, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it. ”

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Meng Shenji's mouth, and the next moment, Meng Shenji's feet suddenly stepped heavily -

"Bang!"

In the violent sound, the earth shook, as if a disguise had been removed, black and thick rolling, and a strong dark blood qi erupted from Meng Shen Ji's limbs.

Meng Shen Ji's cultivation was originally just the cultivation of the ordinary Blood Furnace Realm, but at this moment, the tide rose and the boat rose, directly reaching the point of the fourfold peak, and a "bobo" tide-like dark blood qi was surging in his body, and even the sound of steel rolling faintly appeared.

"Hahaha, Yang Ji, have been in the same door for so long. You don't think I only have such a little cultivation, do you? If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to hide my identity, do you think that it is up to you that I need to hide my identity like this?"

Meng Shenji's laughter came from the thick smoke, flamboyant, presumptuous, and even with a kind of bloodlust and coldness that came out of his bones.

Where is there still a little bit of sect disciples?

"Half-step blood lead!"

Yang Ji's heart sank suddenly. He thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect that Meng Shenji actually hid his cultivation. In fact, it has reached a realm close to the fivefold blood qi of the martial arts.

"Now, let me help you end your fantasy and send you to Chen Shien to unite!"

A trace of bitter sneer appeared in Meng Shenji's eyes, and the next moment, the wind howled, and Meng Shenji's body was vertical. Disappeared into mid-air in an instant.

"Danger!"

A strong sense of crisis suddenly came, enveloping the whole body like a shower. Yang Ji's heart froze, he didn't want to think about it, he suddenly jumped and moved the four long swords on his back at the same time.

"Immortal back sword!"

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering loud bang, and four long sword qi rose from Yang Ji's back, and the air was filled with the kind of tooth-making sword qi cutting sound.

The surrounding Tianyin Sect disciples and imperial court elite horsemen had not yet reacted. The blood qi on Yang Ji and Meng Shenji's bodies burned, like two cannonballs colliding together in the void.

Hearing a boom, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, smoke and dust billowed out, Yang Ji coughed, and staggered to the ground. Around him, several "Guquan Swords" were scattered on the ground, each in different directions.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to learn the art of sword control. It's a pity that the Dao is one foot high and the demon is one foot high, but it still can't withstand the mastery taught to me by the ancestor. ”

Meng Shenji slowly fell from the sky, unconcealed the sarcasm in his eyes.

Behind his back. The light and shadow changed, and a demon god phantom with a pitch-black body and blue fangs slowly danced with six iron-like giant arms, one of which was grasping a "Guquan Sword".

Although Yang Ji's "Immortal Back Sword" is powerful, it unfortunately can't penetrate the six arms of the blue-faced demon god. At the moment of lightning, Yang Ji's four flying swords, together with the fifth in his hand, were almost all blocked by Yang Ji Meng Shen Ji.

"It turns out that you are the person of the Red Eyebrow Ancestor!"

Yang Ji faced Meng Shenji sideways, half-squatting on the ground. Heavy panting. Blood was pouring from the corners of his mouth.

Meng Shenji hid too deeply, and almost at the moment of the fight, Yang Ji was shocked by him.

"Doesn't it seem too late to know this?"

Meng Shen Ji sneered, his eyes flashing with cruelty.

It was just a shock, and it was indeed a bit unexpected for him. However, no matter what, it is inevitable. In his eyes, Yang Ji was already a dead man.

"If you're smart, stop trying to resist. You can't beat me. This set of swordsmanship of yours is used on other martial arts fourfold people. If you don't expect it, you might even be able to do it. But on me, it's just a joke. ”

Meng Shenji sneered, and the blood qi in his body worked again, and there was a burst of steel voices, ready for the final blow:

"Don't worry, I'll let you die a happy death. ”

"Hehehe......"

Yang Jichang trembled, he wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up from the ground. His face was pale, but his eyes were unusually bright:

"Meng Shenji, you have been hiding in the mountains for many years, and you think you are smart. Even you can reach the realm of the Martial Dao Fourfold, and even approach the realm of the Martial Dao Fivefold Xiao Zhou Tian, my martial arts talent is still above yours, you don't think that the gap between us is really that big, right?"

"What are you?"

Meng Shenji's pupils shrank, and his expression changed slightly.

"Haha, it's easy. I said that I would kill you to avenge Senior Brother Chen. I'm going to do it. ”

Yang Ji said as he suddenly stretched out of his sleeve with his left palm. In the center of his palm, a peculiar "bead" like amber appeared.

"Golden Toad Nedan!"

Seeing the "beads" in Yang Ji's palm clearly, Meng Shenji was like being pricked by a needle, and his pupils contracted suddenly. Yang Ji held the "Golden Toad Neidan" in his palm, and he could see that the breath kept flowing down his palm into his body.

- This bastard, even when he was just fighting, didn't stop absorbing the ability of the "Golden Toad Neidan".

"Whew!"

In Meng Shenji's gaze, a strange smile appeared on Yang Ji's face, and then he swallowed the remaining "Golden Toad Neidan".

"Buzz!"

As if a bolt of lightning was slashed from the sky in the dark, Meng Shenji buzzed in his mind, and there was only one thought left in his mind in an instant:

"Bastard!—"

At such a close distance, Meng Shenji couldn't stop it at all, so he could only watch Yang Ji swallow the golden toad pill.

Rumble!

An unimaginable force suddenly exploded in his body, and Yang Ji felt that his whole person was burning, and thousands of wisps of energy were scattered into his limbs and hundreds of remains. Then Yang Ji felt the "Blood Furnace" in the dantian.

"I can finally reach the Martial Arts Quadruple!"

Yang Ji "looked" at this bright red blood-dripping furnace, and suddenly felt a sense of relaxation.

The realm and strength of the "Poisonous Golden Toad" are much stronger than Yang Ji. Although its inner dan has a mild temperament and does not have so many impurities, after all, its strength level is much more powerful than Yang Ji's martial arts triple "martial artist".

For this kind of inner pill, it was originally slowly digested and absorbed. It is the best way, and it can also avoid impacting the internal organs and hurting the meridians to the greatest extent, and enter the martial arts quadruple without leaving any trouble.

But at this moment, Yang Ji can't care so much.

"Boom!"

The "Blood Furnace" in Yang Ji's dantian was running violently like life, automatically absorbing the abilities of the hundreds of limbs.

I heard a loud bang, the void shook, and the wind was mighty. Within ten zhang of the surrounding area, the air flow roared sharply, turning into a vortex. And in the center of this whirlpool, a bloody "blood furnace" loomed, exuding a powerful aura.

Martial Arts Quadruple, Blood Furnace Realm!

Yang Ji's blood is mighty. If the original blood qi was a pool of calm water, then now, the blood qi in Yang Ji's body has now turned into a violent ocean.

Yang Ji had a powerful feeling in his heart that he had never felt before, as if he could tear the earth and split the mountains with a light yì.

"It turns out that this is the Blood Furnace ......"

Between the lightning and the fire, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind. Right now. Between breaths, he could lightly feel the volcano-like "blood furnace" containing infinite energy.

The blood furnace is the basis of martial arts, the inheritance of bloodline, and the source of "power"!

Looking at Yang Jiqiang's appearance, Meng Shenji's face was extremely ugly, and his heart sank even more. Yang Ji hadn't reached the Blood Furnace Realm yet. You can challenge him by the poison pool.

Now that he has broken through to the Fourfold Martial Dao, like himself, he has condensed a powerful "Blood Furnace". Meng Shenji had no chance of winning in his heart.

"Meng Shen Ji, how about we do it again, as long as your six-armed demon god can take my flying sword like last time, we will write off Senior Brother Chen's matter. ”

Yang Ji suddenly laughed, his palm hooked, and he slammed. Three "Guquan Swords" scattered on the ground rose one after another and fell into his hands from three directions.

Yang Ji's hand was light, without the slightest anger. But seeing it, Meng Shenji's heart sank. When Yang Ji was with them. Never showed that hand.

"I don't believe you're capable!"

But soon, Meng Shenji raised his head, his eyes full of murder.

A martial arts quadruple "Yang Ji" did improve his strength very quickly, posing a threat to him. But that's about it. As a genius disciple favored by the Red Eyebrow Ancestor, Meng Shenji also has his own pride and self-esteem.

Yang Ji's flying sword is indeed powerful, but it will never be more powerful than the peerless knowledge passed down to him by his ancestors!

"Black Flame Yao**!"

With a loud shout, Meng Shenji suddenly jumped vertically, turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared in place in an instant. In the sky, a huge "Demon God" danced with six arms, and six flames faintly appeared around his body, and he pounced towards Yang Ji with the momentum of shattering the sky and the earth.

Yang Ji tilted his head, and the phantom of the demon god was reflected on his star-like black pupils. His mind was spinning rapidly, and what he had seen and learned in the past quickly crossed his mind, and then converged in his mind into a move.

"Rainbow through the sun!"

Bang!

Time seemed to stand still, and a sword qi of more than ten zhang split the void, mighty and mighty, just like Bai Hong, instantly penetrating the huge "Six-Armed Demon God" in the sky, cutting it off.

The void cracked, the earthquake shattered, and with a terrible scream, the six-armed demon god in the void was directly killed by Yang Ji with a sword, split into several pieces, and fell down with a bang.

"This, what kind of mastery is this?...... There is no such move in the Immortal Sword!"

Meng Shenji's face was pale, and his lips were pale. He is not dead yet, most of his waist is torn open, his hands and feet are scattered in all directions, and ordinary people would have died long ago after such injuries.

But Yang Ji's sword moves were too fast. The domineering sword qi sealed the wound and also hung him in a breath.

"You still know about the Immortal Sword?"

Yang Ji walked up to Meng Shenji and was slightly surprised. "Immortal Sword" has a note in the imperial court, and it is not difficult for Meng Shenji to know this name.

It's just that he can investigate himself to such an extent, which still makes Yang Ji a little surprised.

"It's normal that there is no such move in the Immortal Sword, because this is not in the Immortal Sword at all, but just created for you. ”

Yang Ji sneered.

The appearance of the Black Wind Thief "Six Village Masters" came to his mind. When the martial arts hall was bleeding, he was also so fierce and incomparable.

Yang Ji only touched the bypass, and after reaching the "Blood Furnace Realm", he fused the sword mastery of "Immortal Sword" with the vertical and horizontal sword qi of the Lord of Liuzhai.

The only difference is that Yang Ji casts a "sword", not a "knife".

"Self, self...... Creation ......"

Meng Shenji's lips muttered, his eyes were distracted, and he was dazed for a while, as if he had received a huge impact. It was only a few breaths, his lips white, his body stiff, and motionless.

He could have held out a little longer. But the huge mental shock took away his last breath.

"Rest in peace!"

Yang Ji stepped on his head, rolled to the side, and then stepped over.

He has no sympathy for such a betrayer.

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