All the demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas remained in their pre-mortem postures, and the angles at which the long swords were inserted were different, but all of them were killed in one move.

At this moment, the mountain-like underworld legions seemed to stop.

"Roar!-"

The next moment, the huge waves roared, and countless demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas waved their arms and grabbed them the moment Yang Ji stopped.

In such a mountain and sea of underworld legions, stopping means great danger. Once it is dragged down, more arms and claws will continue to pull it until it reaches the bottom of thousands of underworld creatures, and it will be suppressed forever.

But despite this, Yang Ji did not hesitate.

"The Hand of Death!"

As soon as the sky darkened, a huge palm stretched out behind Yang Ji's head, and with a sudden slap, all the arms and claws were smashed into pieces, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered in all directions.

Bang! With the help of this beat, Yang Ji rolled into the air and rose up. In mid-air, there was a burst of white light, and another white light shot out.

"10,000 people in a row!"

Boom, the heavens shook, and the entire mountain of the underworld shook. This time, Yang Ji didn't stop any longer, countless evil ghosts, yakshasas, and rakshasas flew in all directions, but Yang Ji's 10,000 people slashed as if they had entered a no-man's land, turning into a horse and stretching upward, constantly jumping towards the top of the mountain in the underworld.

Behind him, there was a long winding path of corpses.

"It's a success! Finally, Chuangzào has come up with a new trick!"

Meandering up the surface of the mountain of the underworld, Yang Ji was in a very happy mood at this time.

Although Yang Ji named it "Ten Thousand Consecutive Chops", but in fact, this set of even slashing is performed, and Yang Ji has killed hundreds of evil ghosts, Yakshasas, and Rakshasas.

But for Yang Ji, he is already very satisfied, this has completely achieved the goal he wanted at the end, concise, efficient, group combat, least consumption, and can correct the sword path according to the environment opponent at any time.

At the same time, because the consumption of sword skills has been greatly reduced, Yang Ji can greatly increase his speed, so as to achieve the purpose of rushing. In this mountain of the underworld, this may be the key to the final success.

"When I go back this time, I'll practice again. We will definitely be able to reach the realm of real 10,000 people in a row!"

Yang Ji said secretly, a bright light flashing in his eyes.

A set of mastery from the grass creation, to the turnip and the essence, to reach the final state can never be completed overnight, and sometimes it even takes a long time to perfect it throughout a lifetime.

And the 10,000-person slash represents Yang Ji's highest expectation for this set of swordsmanship.

At some point in the future, Yang Jiqi hopes that the power of this set of sword moves will continue to increase, and finally reach the point where it is unpredictable, can be completed in one go, and tens of thousands of people will be killed in a row.

Bang bang bang!!

I saw a white sword light like a match rushing towards the direction of the space-time vortex at an astonishing speed, and after casting this set of sword techniques, Yang Ji's speed directly increased by more than ten times.

In the direction leading to the space-time vortex at the top of the mountain, every demon, every Yaksha, and every Rakshasa can become a pedal for Yang Ji to borrow his strength, and while slashing, he can increase his own speed.

Ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles......

Yang Jiren's sword is one, and he has completely forgotten the time. Although the efficiency of "10,000 people in a row" is amazing and the lethality has been increased exponentially, it also requires a huge amount of instantaneous analysis and calculation power.

This set of grass creation has not yet formed some kind of fixed routine, but a large part of it is established and depends on Yang Ji's own analysis and calculation ability.

Although this reduced the difficulty of this set of mastery to create zào, it did not reduce its power. On the contrary, it is in line with Yang Ji's combat concept of adapting to the enemy's conditions and adapting to changes.

However, if this set of mastery wants to be passed on to others, it will be impossible to pass it on like other martial arts. Because not everyone has Yang Ji's huge mental power and analytical and computing ability.

I don't know how long it took, it felt like a moment, and it seemed like countless long times, Yang Ji didn't count how many demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas he had killed, but he felt that the distance from the ground seemed to be getting higher and higher, the attacks in front of him were getting bigger and bigger, and the familiar heaven and earth vitality from the Great Han Dynasty in the void was getting stronger and stronger.

"Where is this?"

Yang Ji took a heavy breath, and bang! The moment he bounced into the air, Yang Ji opened his eyes, and when he looked around, he saw that in the dim world, a huge mountain of meat under him was like a pot lid upside down on the ground.

Before I knew it, I was already halfway up the mountain, and I was only a few dozen miles away from the space-time passage at the top of the mountain.

"Two hours, two more hours...... , it should be enough to reach the space-time vortex at the top of the mountain!"

Between the lightning and the fire, Yang Ji looked up at the top of the mountain with a loud rumbling sound, a dazzling white pillar of light, and quickly calculated a time in his mind.

This ordinary journey, with Yang Ji's strength, actually took more than two hours, which is incredible.

But in fact, Yang Ji clearly felt that the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more pressure he felt. It's like walking in a sticky swamp.

Regardless of body, will, and strength are all great considerations.

"If you know that this path is so difficult, I really don't know if you can be so firm when you choose this path in the first place......

Yang Ji smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart.

This path is only true of some evil spirits, yakshasas, and rakshasas, but in fact it is far from being as simple as Yang Ji imagined. In fact, if there was another one, Yang Ji guessed that it might be halfway up the mountain, and I am afraid that he would have run out of blood and qi, completely annihilated, and be dragged to the bottom of this mountain of the underworld.

This journey of hundreds of miles is as long as if it will never end. However, Yang Ji knew that there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and there was no turning back now.

"Roar!-"

"Whew!—"

"Howl!-"

The roars were incessant, and the loud waves were as powerful as if they were about to throw a person out of the air. Looking up, twenty or thirty underworld creatures seemed to have discovered Yang Ji, one by one with steel teeth and files, with hideous faces, flying from all directions.

"10,000 people in a row!"

A dazzling cold light generally burst out from mid-air, Yang Ji turned into a scorching match, boom, and slammed into the underworld creatures in the sky, where the sword blade pointed, devastating, invincible, countless stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky.

Yang Ji swept past it and charged towards the higher part of this underworld mountain.

After about a few miles,

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a strong sense of danger surged from the heart. Yang Ji's heart jumped, and before he could react, he heard a strange scream in his ears:

"Whew!—"

"This, this is ...... Flying Yaksha!"

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and Yang Ji's heart beat wildly, and he was about to be scared out of a cold sweat in an instant: "How can there be a Flying Yaksha?"

At this moment, Yang Ji even wondered if his ears had heard it wrong.

Along the way, he only noticed that there were endless demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas here, and he didn't notice that there were other high-level underworld creatures at all.

Passages guarded by higher underworld beings and passages unguarded by higher underworld beings are completely different concepts. The reason why Yang Ji dared to take such a risk was because he was sure that no evil ghost, Yakshas, or Rakshasa could threaten him.

But he had encountered the Flying Yaksha twice before and after, and one of them was completely dead under the claws of the overlord of these airs, so how could he mistake the voice of the Flying Yaksha.

"Whew!—"

The wind was howling, and before Yang Ji could look up, suddenly the sky darkened, and a huge claw, containing infinite power, fell down like lightning above his head.

At this moment, Yang Ji could see clearly out of the corner of his eyes, and the pair of thick paws that fell from the top of his head were covered with thin black scales.

Flying Yaksha!

This is really a flying yaksha!

"Buzz!"

Like being hit by an invisible giant hammer, Yang Ji was violently overwhelmed, and the sense of crisis in his heart instantly increased several times.

He had already experienced the strength of the Flying Yaksha, and in the land of the underworld, whether it was the huge power of tearing gold and iron raw, or the indestructible defense of steel, it was so difficult to cross.

The sword path that Yang Ji was proud of was not a threat at all to these powerful creatures of the sevenfold martial arts.

"Whew!"

The gang wind blew down, and the air flow rolled down, at such a close distance, in the face of this flying yaksha that was sneaking close and lightning like a swoop, Yang Ji had no time to dodge.

"Drink!-"

At the last moment, Yang Ji was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to think about it, his claws hooked, and suddenly picked out the two evil ghosts under him, raised them violently, and stuffed them into its huge claws at the moment when the Flying Yaksha pounced.

"Whew!—"

There was a deafening scream from the Flying Yaksha overhead, and the two strong claws tightened almost instinctively, holding the two evil ghosts that Yang Ji stuffed over.

Bang!

At the moment when the Flying Yaksha screamed, Yang Ji's body turned into a white scorching light and flew rapidly to the ground, stretching out his feet halfway to step under him, bang, tumbling and shooting out more than ten zhang, widening the distance between him and the Flying Yaksha.

The air roared, and a huge shadow flapped its wings, and with a sudden flap, it flew into the sky like a sharp arrow. Under its claws, one on the left and one on the right, it clearly carried the two demons that Yang Ji threw over.

It was at this time that Yang Ji looked up at the sky, and finally saw the sky densely packed, hundreds of black spots, and I don't know how many flying yaksha were circling and screaming, forming a formation, patrolling and hunting in the sky above this mountain of the underworld.

"Phew!"

Yang Ji gasped, and a chill rushed from the top of his head to the soles of his feet: "There is actually such a flying yaksha!"

Yang Ji felt deeply shocked.

When Yang Ji looked at it hundreds of miles away, these flying yaksha looked like they were just tiny black dots. Completely inconspicuous under the dim, pitch-black skies of the underworld.

Yang Ji has always been attracted by this huge mountain of the underworld, and he doesn't care about the sky at all. Unexpectedly, when countless demons, yakshasas, and rakshasas were attracted by the breath of another world and frantically flocked to the spatial vortex, this feast also attracted the attention of groups of flying yaksha nearby.

Attracted by chaos and darkness, these higher beings of the underworld gathered above the mountains of the underworld to enjoy their own crazy feast.

"Buzz!"

In the midst of the lightning and fire, Yang Ji felt several sharp gazes, which were like substance, and fell on him. Yang Ji's heart moved, and he looked over with that feeling, and suddenly saw a pair of sharp eyes in the sky a hundred feet away behind him, crazy and bloodthirsty, looking at himself like a prey.

"Damn, how did I forget that Flying Yaksha is a social creature!"

Yang Ji's heart was terrified, like being struck by thunder.

Wang Zhixin has long said that in the underworld, the Flying Yaksha is the one who dares to argue with the asuras, relying on their number.

Yang Ji successfully escaped the pursuit of the first Flying Yaksha, but at the same time attracted the attention of the other Flying Yakshas, attracting a larger pursuit.

- Yang Ji didn't know that the Flying Yaksha likes to hunt evil spirits and Yakshas, but he prefers more powerful prey.

While Yang Ji escaped the pursuit of the first Flying Yaksha, he also successfully demonstrated his strength to the other Flying Yakshas.

Nothing excites the Flying Yaksha more than preying on such a powerful lifeform.

Under the gaze of the Flying Yaksha Falcon, Yang Ji had nothing to hide. An even bigger crisis is coming.

"Bang!"

didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji jumped out, and after a few zhang, he turned into a blazing horse and rushed out:

"10,000 people in a row!"

In front of Yang Ji's sword blade, all the underworld creatures that rushed over were cut into several pieces. And farther behind him, seven or eight fierce flying yaksha fluttered their wings, screamed, and chased after them like lightning. R1152