Yang Ji is struggling to survive on the edge of life and death countless times, which is not even comparable to the genius of Huang Tong's family. In terms of actual combat ability, Yang Ji is much richer than Huang Tong.

"The Wrath of the Overlord" is not Yang Ji's killing move at all, the "Wrath of the Overlord" combined with the eighteen powerful sword weapons Sword River is the real killer move of Yang Ji!

Under such a series of attacks, even Jian Wuyi was under tremendous pressure.

"Groan!"

A long roar like a dragon, and the eighteen sword weapons turned into a dazzling sword light, turning on the ground, like a dragon, coming with its tail, forcing Xiang Jian to be blameless.

Fighting with Yang Ji, there will definitely not be the slightest chance to breathe, and the rain of light and rain with Yang Ji's attacks are endless, like a raging storm.

"Shark fishing!"

Yang Ji held the bloodthirsty sword in both hands, and walked with the sword, and the human sword turned into a terrible blood-colored match, and with the sword light and sword rain that was whistling and flying in the sky, he shot towards the sword without blame.

"Phew!"

In the face of Yang Ji's violent attack, the audience was full of exclamations. An attack of Yang Ji's level is unimaginable for many people.

The violence was greater than any previous battle. The swordsmanship competition between the two is already dangerous enough, not to mention that Yang Ji also personally went into battle and fought hand-to-hand.

At this moment, even Jian Wuyi felt a huge pressure, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

Hum, in the face of Yang Ji's attack, Jian Wuyi changed his means. The light flashed, and three sword lights one foot long and one finger wide flew out from behind Jian Wuyi.

These sword lights are in the shape of a narrow fusiform, and the tip of the sword spews out inches of light, looking like a fierce and matchless, revealing a deep male flavor.

The Tibetan Sword Palace is the authentic way of the sword, and there is naturally no shortage of methods for sword control in the palace. These three flying swords have blades. There is no hilt, and the size is extremely small, which is completely different from the current flying sword, which is the "outer sword technique" in the Tibetan Sword Palace.

Jian Wuyi can control three small swords at the same time, which is already quite good. It's just that it's too much worse than Yang Ji. This is the gap. It's like the gap between Yang Ji and Jian Wuyi in the "Inner Sword Technique".

Obviously, the Hidden Sword Palace cultivates the "Inner Sword Technique", and is not good at the Outer Sword Technique!

Although the "flying sword" of Jian Wujiao is small, but with the cultivation of Jian Wujiao itself, it gives people a feeling of collapse and collapse, domineering and heavy.

Releasing these three small swords that had never appeared before, Jian Wuyi's fingers flicked, and finally stretched out the third finger, and the third finger was together with Jian Wuyi's separated two fingers. Be a little false to Yang Ji!

"Boom!"

The wind was mighty, the lightning was thundering, and at this moment, everyone who saw the ring had a feeling as if they saw three thunderbolts sweeping through the dark clouds.

Between the lightning and the fire, there were clearly three brilliant sword qi that was brighter than the sun and burst out from the three fingers of the sword without blame.

The three sword qi were exactly the same, each containing destructive energy, and it continued to be dozens of paths. Such a sharp sword aura. I'm afraid that steel can make everything two.

Boom Boom!

Flying swords and "flying swords" grapple in the air, and energy and energy drum in the void. Jian Wuyi's three fingers stretched out, and the threat index of the whole person immediately rose by one pole.

The strength has reached the point where the sword is not to blame, and there is not much difference between having a sword in your hand and not having a sword!

The sword is blameless and follows the sword, and the body changes in the ring, turning into a phantom and a ghost. The Tibetan Sword Palace is by no means only a powerful swordsmanship, but also the best in the world in terms of body skills.

The first line of kendo is originally a dual cultivation of swordsmanship and body technique. That's the only way to get the most out of it!

Although Jian Wuyi has not learned the "Yu step" of the royal family, a set of footwork of the Tibetan Sword Palace has been displayed, but it is not inferior at all.

The combination of this extremely fast and unpredictable body technique, footwork, and sword blameless swordsmanship immediately made Jian Wuji's three devastating sword qi haunting and unguardable!

The battle between the two has been going on so far. It has exceeded everyone's imagination, and the danger has also increased greatly. The inner hall of the martial hall was originally designed for the candidates to compete in martial arts, so the space is very large.

But now, for Yang Ji and Jian Wuyi, this arena space is too small. The sound of clanging bells was endless, and the air was filled with flying swords and sword qi like a rainstorm.

It was quiet in the martial arts hall of Nuoda, and everyone held their breath and looked nervously at the stage. The battles in the ring were fierce, and the atmosphere under the ring was very tense.

Yang Ji put on the "Blue Emperor Robe", and the powerful "Hand of Death" was also summoned by him to fight against Jian Wujiao.

Both of them were extremely fast. Without using other means, the speed of the two was almost no worse than Zhao Youhuai.

When both of them possessed Zhao Youhuai's level of speed, the battle in the ring immediately became extremely dangerous.

On the field, the chief examiner from the Imperial Capital City even frowned, with a worried look in his eyes. Yang Ji and Jian Wuyi's realm is too high, although the two of them have not yet reached the Martial Dao Eightfold, but the strength shown by the two is already completely at the level of the Martial Dao Eightfold.

It's even more dangerous than the battle between ordinary Great Martial Sects!

In the face of such a glued battle between the two, even he was not sure to separate the two and stop this battle before the terrible consequences were brewed!

The ring was dark, and Yang Ji's flying sword obscured the light. But everyone could see the fierce sparks erupting from the blade.

The figures of the two people are no longer visible.

The ring seemed to be empty, and there seemed to be countless Yang Ji and Jian Wuyi wandering around the arena. The atmosphere in the martial hall became more and more tense and stagnant.

The strength is as strong as Bai Zongdao, Zhang Daoyi and the like, and they also feel that they can't keep up with the rhythm of the two at this time.

"Not yet, not yet!"

"Whoever dies in this battle depends on who is stronger in the hole cards between the two!"

......

A pair of bright eyes stared at the stage, Zhang Fu, Wei Boyang, Sima Shaozhen, Zhang Daoyi, everyone was engrossed, waiting for the moment that was destined to come.

Yang Ji hadn't yet unleashed the most powerful "Eight-Armed Demon God", and Jian Wuyi hadn't yet unleashed his Hidden Sword Palace stunt of splitting the Great Martial Sect-level fire-type giant beast that Huang Tong had captured from the sky with one sword!

The battle in the ring looks fierce, but it's nowhere near its most intense.

Once the two of them show their most powerful stunts, the bottom of the box, then it will be time for the two to win or lose.

Only the strong can survive, and the martial arts do not need two kendo powerhouses at the same time.

Between Yang Ji and Jian Wujiao, there is destined to be only one person standing in the ring and continuing to attack Wu Jieyuan's position!

Everyone is waiting for this result!

......

"If this continues, it will never end!"

In the ring, Yang Ji's long hair was agitated, his body changed, and his heart rose and fell one after another. It was the first time he had faced such a formidable opponent.

Compared to Zhao Youhuai, Jian Wujiao is really too powerful.

Zhao Youhuai only used the demon clan bloodline in his body to gain strong strength and speed, but he was not rich in experience and combat skills.

He just fought on instinct.

However, the advantage of Jian Wuyi is all-round, speed, strength, actual combat skills, perception, reaction...... , fighting with Jian Wujiao many times Yang Ji has a feeling of hitting his right hand with his left hand.

――How strong is the power of one's own attack, and how strong is the oppression that comes from the sword.

"The strength of the two of you is too close!"

From the depths of his mind, the solemn voice of the Great Asura sounded. The Hidden Sword Palace really deserves to be one of the Five Holy Lands, and Jian Wuyi is the most powerful and powerful opponent Yang Ji has ever encountered so far.

"Strength, speed, realm, reaction...... You're all too close. Although cultivation is very important, sometimes if you want to break the game, you have to use other powers. ”

The Great Asura said secretly.

Yang Ji was silent in his heart. He understood what the Great Asura meant. The martial arts examination has been carried out until now, and those who remain are the strongest. Everyone is not much different from each other in terms of talent, strength, speed, and realm.

It's hard to compete with this alone.

In fact, the competition has reached this level, and it is no longer this that is competing, but treasures, magic weapons, incarnations, and war pets...... And so on and so on.

The cultivation of "Zhang Fu" itself is not too high, and the "evil god clone" in his body is the real big trouble; Sima Shaozhen's cultivation is limited to Yang Ji, even if it is not much higher than Zhao Youhuai, but with the world-famous "blood sickle" of the Northwest Army, Sima Shaozhen has risen to the third place in the heavenly list, and has defeated many opponents with this magic weapon; Zhao Youhuai's demon clan bloodline is not his own cultivation; the sub-magic weapon of the Weishen Sect is also given by the Red Eyebrow Ancestor, and it has nothing to do with cultivation.

In order to achieve this point, the competition is the comprehensive strength of all aspects.

Yang Ji had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and finally made up his mind.

"The sword is not to blame, let's decide the victory!"

Yang Ji let out a loud sigh and no longer hesitated. In the right chest, the second heart beat violently, and a stream of blood and qi wrapped in high-level cosmic energy roared into the mustard bottle:

"Eight-armed Demon God, come out!"

"Roar!-"

A loud, ancient voice, full of infinite tyranny, burst out from where Yang Ji stood. In an instant, Yang Ji disappeared, and instead a billowing black smoke erupted from where Yang Ji was standing.

"Buzz!"

The smoke was billowing out, and in the eyes of countless people, a huge bronze demon god's aura swallowed the sky and the sea, rising from the thick smoke, and the huge body of six or seven zhang made all the candidates in the hall dwarf and become incomparably small.

Click, the eight arms of the Bronze Demon God stretched out, and the eight weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, and halberds collided with each other to make a clicking sound, and a storm-like aura erupted from Yang Ji's body. (To be continued......)