The power of Ah Nose Gong is huge, and it is one of the ten evil skills of the evil way. In the sectarian world, everyone talks about the tiger's color change, and its importance to the evil prince is even more important than that of Xuanyi's hand.

The reason why he has such achievements at such a young age is that he has become a member of countless evil geniuses and has become a new generation of evil leaders.

This technique is weird and evil, and at the same time it is domineering and strong, even if it is as strong as Yang Xuanlan, he is afraid and afraid. And when the Iron Crown Sect Torture Elder fought for the first time, he suffered a lot of secret losses.

Both of them are martial arts powerhouses of the sevenfold martial arts, and they are still like this one by one. The rest of the people can be imagined.

The evil prince never thought that Yang Ji not only resisted his own nose skill, but also sucked away part of his own strength.

From ancient times to the present, there have been generations of people who have practiced the Nose Gong, and no one has ever lost such a big person like himself.

The fact that a person who practices Ah Na Gong has been sucked away from him is simply ridiculous, a huge humiliation and joke.

"Evil Prince, what are you doing, why don't you kill him?"

Not far away, the mysterious powerhouse of the Ghost Mansion shouted with a dissatisfied face. He has tried his best to create an opportunity for the evil prince, and depending on the situation, the evil prince should also succeed.

But I don't know what the situation is, the evil prince actually seems to have given up on his own initiative.

This made him both shocked and annoyed.

But it's a pity that the evil prince is completely unheard of at this time.

"What kind of evil are you?"

The evil prince's face was cloudy, and he stared at Yang Jidao fiercely. He has seen a lot of all kinds of opponents, and this is the first time he has encountered such an evil thing, and he must ask clearly.

"Haha......"

Yang Ji was stunned at first, but quickly reacted, and laughed:

"Evil Prince. I didn't expect it, right? Although Ah Nose Gong is powerful, it is not invincible. Now this is called the way of the other to return the body of the other. You suck up other people's blood all day long, and you can't imagine that your own power will also be devoured, right?"

Yang Ji did not hide the sarcasm in his heart. He would never let go of this opportunity to suppress the evil prince and weaken his arrogance.

The sword path golden pill left by the Ziyang Sword Monarch could actually restrain Ah Bi Gong, which Yang Ji could never have imagined before. I was a little surprised, but I thought about it in my head. Yang Ji also understood what was going on.

"Kendo Jindan" is left by a real martial saint, and his foundation has been solid to the point where he is like iron and gold.

After refining the kendo golden pill by himself, it is also equivalent to merging with the kendo golden pill left by this martial saint.

On the surface, the prince of the evil path is sucking his own blood and qi, but in fact, he is tantamount to plundering the cultivation of a powerful martial saint.

Even if the prince of the evil path has a martial sect-level cultivation, no matter how powerful his nose skills are, if he wants to forcibly absorb the power of a martial saint, it is still hitting a stone with an egg, and he is not overpowered!

The final result was that the prince of the evil path had to fail to absorb Yang Ji's blood, but was instead sucked away by Yang Ji.

"Hmph. Don't fool me!"

The prince of the evil path said with a gloomy face:

"There is no one in this world who can restrain Ah Nose Gong. What other treasures do you have?"

Although the evil prince was puzzled, he was not confused. There was no martial art that could restrain Ah Bi Gong in the past, there is no one now, and there will definitely not be one in the future.

Judging from the situation just now, my situation seems to have been eaten by something.

"This bastard isn't easy to fool......"

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. Although the prince of the evil path did not know the specific reason, he obviously had his own judgment. It's not easy for such a brilliant character to tease him.

However, Yang Ji is not afraid now, the kendo Jin Dan can actually restrain Ah Bigong, this unexpected discovery has greatly increased Yang Ji's confidence. There is no taboo about melee combat with him.

"Don't talk nonsense, take me a trick!"

Yang Ji's eyes flashed coldly. The blood furnace in his body roared, and he immediately rushed towards Yang Xuanlan like lightning. The light flashed, and just when he was still a few feet away from the Evil Dao Prince, the void darkened, and a thick dark cloud was as black as ink, spreading out in all directions.

"Carving insect skills!"

The evil prince was stunned. Then he sneered. The smoke screen created by a black iron-level blood magic weapon may be somewhat useful when dealing with low-level martial artists.

But to use it against a martial sect like him on the ground, it would be simply ridiculous.

"Boom!"

The Evil Dao Prince's right palm was raised, and the blood qi in his body tumbled, bursting into bursts of steely roar. The Evil Dao Prince was just about to deal with Yang Ji's attack, when he suddenly felt something. His expression changed suddenly:

"Be careful!-"

This sentence was shouted at the mysterious Ghost Mansion warrior in the distance.

"Buzz!"

A black shadow shot out from the smoke screen and swooped down on the Ghost Mansion warrior. Yang Jijian's eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were like paint, and the depths of his pupils flashed with deep murderous intent.

"Break their wings and destroy their arms...... , the evil prince really deserves to be killed. But before he does, I'm going to kill you first!"

Yang Ji's eyes were shining, and the depths of his pupils flashed like thunderous lightning.

He hated this black-robed leader of the Ghost Mansion in his heart, he had just fought with the Evil Dao Prince, if he hadn't been in the way, he might not have been hit and fell into that kind of dangerous situation.

The Evil Prince should be killed, but before that, this dangerous lurker must be eliminated first.

"Boom!"

The ten sword weapons went and returned, turning into dazzling and shocking white rainbows, and along with Yang Ji, they shot away from all directions.

"Damn it!"

The black-robed ghost mansion leader's pupils reflected the flying sword weapons in the sky, and his face became extremely pale. Yang Jisheng attacked the west, ostensibly dealing with the evil prince, but in fact he came to deal with himself, I have to say that this was greatly unexpected by him.

Unlike the Evil Dao Prince, he didn't have the confidence to calmly deal with this powerful and excessive sect disciple.

"Evil Prince, don't forget our agreement, why don't you come over and help?!"

The leader of the black-robed ghost mansion gritted his teeth and retreated in a panic while shouting continuously. Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering roar, and in an instant, the fog boiled, and there was a strange scream. Hundreds of demons of the underworld landed on all fours, swooping from the depths of the mist like beasts, shooting electricity.

"Whew!"

The dark brown dirt was lifted, and the two tall iron yaksha screamed and pounced on Yang Ji from the ground beneath his feet.

- At this time, he actually hid two iron yaksha by his side to protect himself.

"Look for death!"

Yang Ji screamed angrily. The same means could never have been used against him twice. Yang Ji's sword flashed. Without thinking about it, he cut horizontally along the gap between the second bone vertebrae of the two-headed iron yaksha cervical vertebrae.

"Roar!"

The two Iron Yaksha roared forward, fangs and claws, and tried to stop Yang Ji's flying sword, making it impossible for him to slash Shun into the crack of his own bones.

After all, the gaps between the joints are extremely small. Only if there is a slight deviation in the direction and angle, it will not be possible to cut into the gap along the lì.

For people in swordsmanship, even for a master like Lin Qingyan who is good at electric mother swordsmanship, this kind of delicate and subtle operation is not easy.

But it's a pity. One of the most powerful aspects of the Ancient Sword Book is its incredible flexibility, far beyond the flexibility of other swordsmanship.

"Whew!"

A ray of cold light flashed, like chopping melons and vegetables, and the two big heads immediately rose from their necks and flew high into the sky. The severed headless corpse threw itself five or six feet before falling to the ground.

Bang! Bang!

In an instant, the demons of the underworld let out the roar of a beast and flew from all directions.

"Hmph!

Where did Yang Ji put these evil ghosts in his eyes, and his body shook. I'm about to chase the past. A harsh voice was heard in my ears:

"Corpse Explosion!"

"Boom!"

Without warning, like a torch thrown in an oil depot. The demons of the underworld that rushed to the sky in all directions suddenly exploded in the air.

The power of a demon explosion is nothing, but ten, hundred...... , the evil ghost mountain in the sky exploded like a landslide, and the power was comparable to Yang Ji's "hand of death", and even surpassed.

"What the hell is this?"

Yang Ji was taken aback. He'd seen all sorts of secret techniques. But I have never seen such a strong and strange secret technique, and I can actually use these creatures of the underworld as materials for casting spells.

Countless severed arms and stumps, dry bones and flesh, along with some inexplicable disgusting liquid, flew to the sky. The energy in the bodies of all the underworld creatures was all extracted at this moment, forming a violent torrent that blasted towards Yang Ji.

Where this violent torrent of evil aura. Even the space was distorted.

The martial arts of this mysterious ghost mansion have been mysterious and evil beyond imagination, and the scope is even more unavoidable. didn't have time to think about it, at the last moment, Yang Ji shouted and summoned the talisman weapon on his body:

"King Kong puppet!"

"Mouth cow mouth numb-"

A loud Vajra chanting sounded, and two tall and mighty angry-eyed Vajra stepped out of the void, covered in gold, like the setting sun.

"Go!"

Yang Ji didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the arms of the two-headed King Kong puppets and pushed them forward. Immediately form a wall in front of you.

Boom, a huge force like ten thousand horses galloping, slammed into the two Vajra puppets. Yang Ji was shocked, and the two god-like Vajra puppets were instantly knocked out.

Nearly a hundred Underworld Demons exploded together, and the power was huge. Yang Ji's Vajra puppet ran out of energy almost the moment it hit, shrunk into a few inches, and flew back into Yang Ji's arms.

However, with the buffer of the two-headed King Kong puppets, Yang Ji suffered a lot of pressure. The blood qi shield was released, counteracting the subsequent impact, Yang Ji took the two Vajra puppets back into his arms, and at the same time, his body folded in mid-air, his feet fell to the ground, and he easily fell to the ground.

"Kill him for me!-"

An angry voice came from a distance, Yang Ji glanced at it quickly, and saw that the mysterious Ghost Mansion martial artist seemed to have consumed too much blood, his face was pale, and a finger was pointing at him.

"It turns out that he can't use this corpse explosion technique casually. ”

Yang Ji's heart was suddenly stunned, and then he heard a sound of breaking the air in his ears, and the prince of the evil path came over...... (To be continued......)