The ring changed in an instant, and everyone was already stunned, and some people couldn't help but exclaim.

Time seems to slow down at this moment!

In the face of this sudden blow, Yang Ji didn't do anything, he didn't even have the intention of dodging. He simply raised his head slowly, and then threw a punch that was extremely delicate compared to a snow ape, slow but extremely firm.

"Boom!"

When Yang Ji's right fist touched the snow ape, only a boom was heard, centered on the place where the two fists, one large and one small, touched each other, a storm-like energy containing infinite chaos and destruction energy, bursting out in all directions.

Boom, the rainbow light of the colorful enchantment was like a heavy blow, and the color dissipated in an instant, like a candle blown by a strong wind, and the shape was about to burst.

"Whew!—"

Along with the wind sounded a howl of pain, terrible. It was the howl of a snow ape.

"Buzz!"

Time seemed to have returned to normal, and in the eyes of everyone, the huge snow ape that had been powerful and had defeated Bai Zongdao was held high above by Yang Ji's hand under his head and feet.

Yang Ji's body was less than one-twentieth of the snow ape's body, but the slender body stood on the high platform, like a god of war, with a straight waist, motionless, not even trembling.

Gang Feng is mighty, his hair is agitated, giving people a cold, powerful, and invincible feeling.

What was completely different from this was that the strong snow ape above Yang Ji's head had a twitching face, and his face was full of pain. If you look closely, you can see that its fluffy, snow-like steel fist has been twisted irregularly, and it is clear that it is injured!

The body is comparable to steel. The snow ape who had defeated Bai Zongdao actually took a look at Yang Ji and was injured on Yang Ji's body.

"Boom!"

It was like a depth charge being dropped, and everyone was stunned when they saw this amazing scene.

"His power is unexpectedly, unexpectedly, so great!"

"It's incredible! The body of the demon beast is still more powerful than the human martial sect!"

"The snow ape's body was heavy. It weighed at least seven or eight thousand pounds, but he actually managed to push it down with the strength of one hand!!"

"It's incredible! a human can actually be a monster, how can his strength be so strong!"

......

There was a sound like a landslide and tsunami in the martial hall, and the power displayed by Yang Ji was really terrifying, too amazing! This power had completely overwhelmed the snow ape, and even more so the Bai Sect Dao of Baitou Mountain.

"Senior Brother Yang!"

Ouyang Zishi was already speechless in shock. He never knew that Yang Ji's strength was so strong.

"I knew it, I knew ......"

At this moment, the most excited person is Ouyang Zhuming, when Yang Ji is like a mainstay blocking the snow ape. Ouyang Zhuming's eyes widened.

"When I saw him in the morning, I knew something was wrong. I didn't expect his strength to skyrocket so much!"

Ouyang Zhuming's heart was up and down, he knew that Yang Ji yesterday was definitely not so terrifying and powerful. At the very least, his strength shouldn't be much stronger than Bai Zongdao.

But in one day, Yang Ji actually changed like a person, and his strength has increased too much.

Ouyang Zhuming finally knew that something was wrong when he saw Yang Ji in the morning.

His temperament has completely changed now!

The growth of strength brings about a change in temperament, and there is nothing wrong with one's own feelings.

It's just that Ouyang Zhuming can't figure it out. How the hell did he do it?!

The shock is too great!

Wei Boyang, Jian Wuyi, Zhang Daoyi, Bai Zongdao, and even Zhang Fu, who didn't care much at first. Also completely attracted by the fight in the ring.

And Zhao Youhuai, who had been sitting on the wall and watching and didn't care much about Yang Ji, also changed his face at this moment.

"Boom!"

The qi wave exploded, and without the slightest warning, a powerful iron fist suddenly drilled out of the void in front of Yang Ji and went straight to Yang Ji's front door.

On this iron fist. Yang Ji felt a familiar smell, this was Zhao Youhuai's iron fist.

This punch was too fast and too fast, even faster than Yang Ji.

Almost at the same time that Yang Ji injured the snow ape, this iron fist had already hit Yang Ji's face. And it wasn't until this time that Zhao Youhuai's figure leaning on the rainbow light of the enchantment slowly disappeared.

-- This is the final since then. Zhao Youhuai's first shot!

"Buzz!"

Although Zhao Youhuai's shot was very abrupt and silent, Yang Ji didn't seem surprised. The light flashed, and the "Yang Ji" standing in front of Zhao Youhuai turned into a bubble and collapsed, shriveled.

But ten zhang away, there was another Yang Ji formed at the same time.

This is the "Immortal Shadow", with the improvement of Yang Ji's strength, this "Immortal Shadow" has become more and more exquisite. Even Zhao Youhuai didn't see through Yang Ji's "immortal change".

But the next moment, another powerful iron fist drilled out of the void in front of Yang Ji and rushed straight to Yang Ji's face. There is only an iron fist in the void, but no human figure is seen.

And the iron fist blasted out, ten zhang away, and the "Zhao Youhuai" who blasted towards Yang Ji slowly disappeared from the void like a bubble. The scene looks extremely weird!

Zhao Youhuai's speed is too fast, too bewitching!

Whether it is Bai Zongdao, Yang Ji, or other players, no one has such a fast speed as Zhao Youhuai. His speed had even completely surpassed the realm of Martial Sect.

Yang Ji's "Immortal Change" is completely useless. There is no difference at all between making it and not using it, between dodging and not dodging.

Zhao Youhuai's speed was so terrifying that it could make any dodge pointless. Yang Ji couldn't even feel what kind of light skill he was using.

"Boom!"

This time Yang Ji didn't dodge, between the lightning stone and fire, he only heard a clear Yue dragon groan, Yang Ji's right sleeve was raised, and a dark red sword weapon wrapped in infinite shadow flow fire shot out like lightning, and slammed into Zhao Youhuai's fist with a bang.

Groan!――

It was like opening Pandora's box, one sword came out, ten thousand swords came out, and dense flying swords flew out of Yang Ji's sleeve like bamboo shoots after the rain.

These flying swords not only contain seven-fold sword weapons, but also many flying swords of the eight-major martial arts. In the face of a flying sword of this level, even Zhao Youhuai's face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to resist with his fists.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Youhuai came and went quickly, his body trembled, and he flew away like lightning. It's just that this time, Yang Ji didn't have the slightest intention of letting him go back.

"Go ahead!"

Yang Ji's big sleeves were like clouds, and he slapped fiercely on the sword array, booming, and the eighteen swords instantly slapped up, groaning, and spun up, the cold light flashed, and flew out in all directions like a whirlpool of sword arrays.

The space above the ring is limited, no matter how fast Zhao Youhuai's speed is, it is meaningless in front of Yang Ji's flying sword. Eighteen flying swords, as fast as lightning, suddenly turned into a storm of sword qi and swept through the audience.

Ding Ding Ding!

The impact of fists and iron fists was dense and heavy as thunder, and the ears were endless, but only the flying sword was seen, but no human figure was seen.

Zhao Youhuai's speed is too fast, it's like a monster, and it has almost reached the limit of visual tracking. It's a pity that Yang Ji's sword path can completely restrain him.

No matter how fast Zhao Youhuai's speed was, it was useless in front of a kendo powerhouse like Yang Ji. Eighteen flying swords followed him, ensuring that Zhao Youhuai would not be able to escape his pursuit no matter what.

"Whew!"

At the critical moment, I only heard an earth-shattering roar, and the boundless ferocity swept in like a wave. Along with the ferocity, there is also an iron fist like frost and snow.

Boom, the snow ape that had regained its freedom bared its fangs, its face was hideous, and its fierce face was revealed, and two huge iron fists slammed down like giant mallets, smashing into Yang Ji's swirling sword array.

The earth shook, the air waves rolled, and the majestic power of the snow ape combined with Zhao Youhuai's strength, with just one blow, it blasted away the sword formation composed of Yang Ji's eighteen sword weapons.

"Groan!-"

The long sword trembled, emitting a long groan of Qingyue, but it was scattered but not dispersed. A reverse shot fell back to the top of Yang Ji's head one after another, floating in the void, the hilt of the sword swinging like life, but the tip of the sword was aimed at Zhao Youhuai and the snow ape.

In the ring, there was a sudden silence.

Yang Ji withdrew his long sword, and Zhao Youhuai did not continue to chase and kill.

The two groups of people confronted each other from afar, motionless. Yang Ji was with the eighteen flying swords, and Zhao Youhuai was with the huge war pet snow ape.

The void was silent, and time seemed to stand still between the two.

The huge snow ape opened a pair of fierce eyes, glaring at Yang Ji fiercely, with a look of impatience. But without Zhao Youhuai's fate, it didn't dare to move at all.

The martial hall of Youda was quiet, and everyone was attracted by the battle in the ring, and they couldn't help but hold their breath one by one, for fear of disturbing the battle above.

No one knows what happened to the battle above, or what it was, and it was impossible to even tell who had taken advantage of the battle between the two.

"Tick!"

Finally a ticking sound broke the silence. The sound came from Zhao Youhuai's feet, and grains of blood-red, fine sand were scattered around him.

"Look at his hands!—"

I don't know who shouted. In an instant, the eyes were dense like rain, gathering on Zhao Youhuai's hands from all directions. At this moment, everyone could see it clearly, Zhao Youhuai's iron fist as white as jade, crisscrossed with blood red, and it looked extremely terrifying.

That's a sword wound!

Yang Ji's sword was too sharp, and when he made eighteen sword weapons, Yang Ji even destroyed all his blood qi. Those martial sect-level flying swords are just that, but the martial arts eight martial sect-level sword weapons are like a tiger under the traction of Yang Ji's current strength, even Zhao Youhuai can't resist it.

If it hadn't been for the explosion and resistance with blood qi, Zhao Youhuai's iron fists would have almost been cut off.

With Yang Ji's realm, the sword weapon of the Imperial Envoy Dawu Sect level is too threatening!(To be continued......)