Chapter 212: Fierce Battle Ghost King
"Yang Ji, is what he said true?
A sect elder that Yang Ji had never been in contact with turned his head and stared at Yang Ji like a sword. Ah Nose Gong needs to rob people's essence in order to improve their strength. And the objects of plunder are often exhausted and turned into dried corpses.
In sectarian circles, Ah Nose Gong is definitely notorious. The blood qi that had been cultivated with great difficulty was plundered overnight, and one can imagine how deeply the people in the sect hated Ah Bi Gong.
"This bastard ......"
Yang Ji was silent, and his eyes glared fiercely at the evil prince. Of course, what he practiced was not Ah Nose Gong, but the "Little Ah Nose Gong", which was one level less powerful, and he did not yet have the ability to plunder people's flesh and qi.
But what the evil prince said is not wrong, the little Ah Nose Gong is naturally the evil prince's version of "Ah Nose Gong", as long as he still wants to further improve his power, this is an indispensable step.
Moreover, no matter how he explains it, no matter what kind of difference there is between Xiao Ah Nose Gong and Ah Nose Gong. As long as he confirms his practice of the evil way exercises, the goal of the evil path prince will be achieved.
A sect disciple cultivating cruel evil path exercises, this alone is enough for several elders to snub him, and it will be difficult for him to advance in the sect in the future.
"This bastard can't recruit me. They actually tried to frame me in this way. ”
An annoyed look flashed in Yang Ji's pupils.
He had the intention to avoid it, but he could clearly feel that the eyes of several elders fell on his faces, unblinking, obviously taking this issue very seriously.
At this time, Yang Jizhen hoped that a few demons from the underworld would rush over and let him kill, so that he could avoid this topic. But that mysterious ghost mansion powerhouse seems to have formed a tacit understanding with the evil prince, and there is not a single demon from the underworld rushing over.
It's empty within ten feet!
"I see. No wonder he sneaked into my dungeon and practiced "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map". Come here, boy. Follow us, once it will be more promising than in your Iron Crown faction. ”
The Skeleton Ghost King suddenly laughed and sang and harmonized with the Evil Prince.
Although he didn't understand what the evil prince was singing, there would be absolutely nothing wrong with dividing and dividing these sect powerhouses.
"Hahaha. The Ghost King is right. Don't worry about the old immortals of your Iron Crown Sect, join us in the evil way. No one can control you. ”
The mysterious ghost mansion powerhouse's eyes rolled and laughed. The so-called three people become tigers, although Yang Ji disdained the tricks of the three of them, the faces of several elders were gloomy and blue.
Especially those elders of the Iron Crown Sect who Yang Ji had never dealt with, their faces were even more pale.
"Elders. ”
Yang Ji could clearly feel this change, and he was secretly anxious in his heart. His mind was full of ups and downs, as he thought about what to do. While calmly said:
The disciple had no intention of saying more. Those who are evil in the evil way have evil intentions, and their words cannot be believed. Moreover, the disciple's behavior is seen by all the elders, and it is precisely the evil that has its own decision, how can it be compared with the evil way. ”
"Moreover, the disciple was born in Jin'an City and worshipped the emperor's teacher Shi Yu as his teacher. These are all things that can be checked. Even if you doubt your disciples, you shouldn't doubt the historians, right? How could a highly respected emperor of the dynasty accept a disciple from an evil path?"
The face of the evil prince changed suddenly. Although he sensed the evil aura on Yang Ji's body, he didn't know anything other than knowing that he was a disciple of the Iron Crown Sect.
I didn't know that he was a disciple of an emperor.
The emperor of Wendao has no power to restrain the chicken. But it is recognized in terms of moral cultivation. Yang Ji used an emperor to endorse himself, which was simply impeccable.
Sure enough, Elder Zhang, Elder Xing, and the others hadn't said anything yet. The few sect elders that Yang Ji had not been in contact with before turned pale.
"I see. ”
Several people nodded. They didn't pay attention to Yang Ji. But the guarantee of an emperor is more than enough to refute the evil prince.
"Hey, that's stupid. You shouldn't be fooled by his simple words......"
The mysterious ghost mansion leader on the side said, and he hadn't finished speaking. was interrupted impatiently by the Skeleton Ghost King.
"Enough! No matter what kind of historian you are, whether you are a disciple of a historian or not, even if you are not willing to submit to us, then there is nothing to say. Die with your elders!"
The pitch-black fingers of the five fingers of his right hand flicked open one by one, revealing a round black stone in his palm, and in this stone, Yang Ji felt a familiar aura.
"Evil Spirit Relic!"
Yang Ji was shocked. What the Skeleton Ghost King was holding in his five claws was the battle of the Heavenly Yin Sect that day. The essence of the great evil spirit that he had slain.
In this round, goose-egg-like black stone, Yang Ji felt a surging and majestic force.
- The power of the evil spirit is very strong, even if most of the energy in the evil spirit's body has exploded or disappeared that day, the remaining essence energy is still extremely terrifying.
After all, this is an evil spirit trying to be a god!
"Be careful, we're just suffering a piece of the evil spirit relic in its hands!"
Elder Zhang warned urgently.
Before the words fell, the sky darkened, and the evil spirit relics in the hands of the Skeleton Ghost King erupted into a boundless energy frenzy, and the boundless evil qi turned into dark clouds, forming a circle of vortices, sweeping towards the people of the Iron Crown Sect.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's mind was violent, and a strong danger surged in his heart. didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji's body kicked and rose into the sky.
Bang bang!
The red light outside Yang Ji's body flashed, and he instantly released the blood qi shield, and at the same time, his palm shook, and the incomparable sword qi formed a line and burst out:
"Nine swords in one!"
In a flash of cold light, the nine Yellow Dragon Swords in Yang Ji's hand shot out with the last bloodthirsty sword with the move of the Immortal's Back Sword.
And almost at the same time, with a bang, a torrent of evil qi swept mightily, overwhelming mountains and seas, shooting from the rear, and almost in the blink of an eye, it swept through the heavy space and swept behind Yang Ji and the others.
"Evil Prince, your opponent is the old man!"
The loud voice resounded in the sky, and the Torture Elder suddenly cut over and stopped the Evil Dao Prince.
"Well done. I'll kill you old horseman first!"
The evil prince's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he snorted coldly, the copper furnace in his body roared, and the ghost figure beside him appeared, emitting endless screaming sounds......
But in an instant, the balance was broken. The Skeleton Ghost King, Yang Ji, the Four Great Elders, and the Evil Dao Prince, the two sides concentrated a fierce battle together within a small dozens of zhang.
"Boom!"
The blood waves were churning, and the roar of rolling steel resounded in all directions, whether it was the elders of the Iron Crown Sect or the Skeleton Ghost King, they were all martial sect-level powerhouses, and the two sides did their best, and the battle was extremely fierce.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's ten swords were fired together, only to feel a huge force emanating from the dark cloud vortex above the head of the Skeleton Ghost King. The Skeleton Ghost King's blood qi was far less scorching than the scorching firepower of the three elders. But it contains another, more vicious, even flying sword can crush the power of yin fire.
If it weren't for Yang Ji's Yellow Dragon Sword, they were all the best products from the Skeleton Ghost King's underground palace, I was afraid that they would be shattered in an instant.
"What a power!"
The wind was mighty, Yang Ji's hair was scattered, and he suddenly stepped on his feet and shot out again. His body wandered, changing position, dodging the attacks of the Skeleton Ghost King's evil dragon.
The thick smell of corpse poison choked his nose. With Yang Ji's strength, he actually felt a strong suction pulling him, and sucked it in the direction of the Skeleton Ghost King.
The force of this suction is so great. As a result, Yang Ji's "floating naked body method" was torn out of shape. Several times, he was almost hit by the torrent of corpse poison outside the skeleton ghost king's body.
"Whew!"
Seizing an opportunity, at the moment when the three elders restrained the Skeleton Ghost King, Yang Ji's bloodthirsty sword jumped in the air, and with a whoosh, an extremely tricky corner shot out from under the Skeleton Ghost King's ribs.
Snort, a flash of cold light. The skin was torn open, and black blood burst out from underneath, smelly and choking. Yang Ji's bloodthirsty sword was splashed with a few drops, and a sizzling white gas rose.
And the Skeleton Ghost King seemed to be unaware of it, and slapped it fiercely. Instead, Elder Zhang was forced to retreat.
"Be careful, the Skeleton Ghost King is not afraid of swords, your sword is useless against him!"
Elder Zhang reminded loudly.
"What!"
Yang Ji was taken aback, and his first reaction was impossible. Kendo is one of his strongest abilities, and even the prince of the evil path has to be afraid of it. But Elder Zhang actually said that the Skeleton Ghost King was not afraid of swords at all?
"Hey, hey, little ghost, even a few broken swords dare to show off in front of me, it's just beyond my strength. ”
Before the voice fell, there was a sudden slam of evil qi erupting, and the storm set off forcibly shook the three elders back, and the skeleton ghost Wang Hong moved sideways, appearing in front of Yang Ji in an instant, five pitch-black fingers shook, and the sharp energy grabbed a few feet long scars in the air and grabbed Yang Ji suddenly.
Puff puff!
A flying sword slashed into the Skeleton Ghost King's chest, the sword weapon slashed through the front chest, and shot out from the back, and the sharp sword qi tore out large holes in the Skeleton Ghost King's body. You can even see the hair flowing behind the back of the Skeleton King and the dry demons drooling from the saliva through these holes.
Bang!
The five terrifying claws of the Skeleton Ghost King shook away, not only was it fine, but at the moment when Yang Ji took out his sword, he bullied forward and pulled in the distance between him and Yang Ji. The five claws flickered with bursts of cold light, sharp as knives, and slashed straight down towards Yang Ji's forehead with an incredible effect.
The air sizzled and roared, and if this claw was cleaved, even the iron head would be split into six pieces.
"How can this be!"
Yang Ji's eyes widened, almost frightened. No martial artist can let him make a few holes in his body like this, whether it is the Evil Dao Prince, Yang Xuanlan, or the powerhouses in the sect.
Even if the Martial Saint came, Yang Ji would bet that it would be impossible for him to give up his defense and let himself poke such a few big holes in his body.
But this skeleton ghost king actually has no scruples and no sense of it, as if he stabbed someone else.
"Hey, hey, little ghost, I'm a body of bones, and my flesh and blood are like clothes. Do you think the sword will work for me?--Now, give me the obedient death!"
Boom, the five pitch-black claws were like five big knives, slashing down at Yang Ji from top to bottom with a thunderous momentum. The five claws passed, and the air was neatly cracked into five claws, and the fractures were as smooth as a mirror.
Hum, the light flashed, the lightning was shining brightly, and a huge angry King Kong appeared in front of Yang Ji, firmly protecting him behind him.
The Skeleton Ghost King's claws slashed at the Angry Eyes King Kong, and with a bang, even Yang Ji and the Angry Eyes King Kong blasted out together. Where the claws have been scratched, there are five deep scratches left on this Buddhist vajra weapon, each of which is half an inch deep, and it looks terrible! (To be continued......