"Evil Prince?"

Yang Ji looked at Fang Bai's corpse and secretly frowned. When Fang Bai was about to die, he finally spit out this name in his mouth, which had to make Yang Ji a little surprised.

"Could it be the one who planned this operation in the evil vein?"

Yang Ji said secretly:

"If that's the case, it's a bit of a problem. ”

Yang Ji had seen Fang Bai's methods, and the exercises of the evil way were mysterious and unpredictable, and they could not be prevented at all. Fang Bai was already so powerful when he was just an "errand runner", and it was conceivable how powerful the mastermind behind him was.

But soon, Yang Ji came back to his senses.

"No matter who it is, if you hurt the people around me, you will die!"

A grim look flashed in Yang Ji's eyes, and with a sweep of the long sword, Fang Bai's head flew high, rolling, and disappeared into a bush.

Call!

The wind whistled in the sky, blowing through the woods and mountain peaks, Yang Ji looked at Fang Bai's headless corpse, and the figures of Chen Shien and Jiang Jianqing crossed in his mind, but his heart was extremely normal.

"Senior Brother Jiang, I have already avenged you......"

Yang Ji muttered.

Looking at Fang Bai's corpse slowly falling, Yang Ji didn't have much joy in his heart. The action of a fellow disciple turned out to be like this, which was not what he had hoped for.

The complexity and cruelty of the sectarian world took a deep moment for him.

Sighing, Yang Ji picked up the three "Guquan Swords" on the ground and was about to leave, but when he stepped over Fang Bai's corpse, his heart suddenly moved.

"I wonder if he has that exercise on him?"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Fang Bai's spiral qi could deflect sword qi attacks, and it was very aggressive, it was simply pervasive, which left a deep impression on Yang Ji.

If you can learn this technique and figure out the principles of martial arts, you will definitely be able to take yourself to the next level in the use of blood and qi.

The robe on Fang Bai's body was already soaked with blood. Yang Ji searched again, but the result was beyond Yang Ji's expectations.

"No! Nothing. ”

Yang Ji looked disappointed. Except for the token of the Iron Crown Sect found on him, Yang Ji did not find anything substantial.

"No wonder. He has always been an undercover agent of the Iron Crown Sect, and even his true cultivation has been hidden. With such caution and caution, it is naturally impossible to leave any flaws related to the evil path. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Fang Bai came out of the Iron Crown Mountain with them, even if he really had any treasures on him. It's impossible to actually carry it on your body. Thinking like this, Yang Ji was even more disappointed in his heart.

"Forget it. He definitely wouldn't have brought such an important exercise with him, but I thought too much. ”

Yang Ji shook his head and quickly dispelled his thoughts.

"Click!"

Suddenly, I don't know where my fingers touched, and a slight baffle sound came from my ears. It's not very loud, and if you don't pay attention, you won't be able to see it at all.

But now, Yang Ji was the only one in the entire forest, and it made no difference when he heard the thunder in his ears. It immediately caught Yang Ji's attention.

"It's like a ...... out of a sectarian token"

Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he put the palm-sized token in front of him.

Each of the disciples of the Iron Crown Sect has a token, which is the identity symbol of the sect's disciples, and Yang Ji carries one with him.

But Yang Ji clearly remembered that this token was made of wooden blocks, and the whole block was like a whole. And because it's just a status symbol, the wooden sign is ordinary, and there is no mechanism.

"Is it ......?"

Yang Ji suddenly jumped twice in his heart. I vaguely guessed something. He took his disciple token from his waist, and the two tokens were placed side by side in the sun.

Yang Ji's eyes were like candles. Holding two tokens, the front and back are compared one by one.

"Exactly the same, exactly the same...... Am I mistaken?"

Yang Ji said secretly. The two tokens look the same, there is no difference. But if that's the case, what is the sound you just heard?

Yang Ji checked it with both hands, and the weight was about the same. There is no difference. At least Yang Ji can't feel it.

"Try again, there must be something I didn't notice. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Generally, "warriors" have good things, they have already used them, and they will not bring them all with them. But there are also problems with being as clean as Fang Bai.

It's too clean, it's impossible for a martial artist of this level to have nothing on him.

Yang Ji thought for a moment. Suddenly stretched out his fingers, and fumbled with one pattern after another, as he had just done.

"Click!"

Another slight sound came into his ears, and when Yang Ji's finger touched a cloud-shaped bulge on the edge of the sect disciple's token, it finally appeared abnormal, and on Yang Ji's finger touch, a small needle-tip gap appeared on the token.

"Found it!"

Yang Ji was overjoyed, pressed the moire-shaped bulge, and pushed it up and down, and soon, a wooden block the size of a fingernail was removed, and a small hole in the dark pavilion appeared on Fang Bai's disciple token.

Yang Ji looked at it, it seemed to be a piece of silk that was clumped up.

"What is this? Fang Bai, why is this kind of Dong ** in it?"

Yang Ji was secretly strange. Sijuan is generally a woman's thing, could it be that Fang Bai still has any good lover, it is a token of love given by her, so she has always carried it on her body?

Yang Ji stretched out his fingers and carefully took out the silk silk inside, and after fully unfolding it, Yang Ji finally understood that Fang Bai was carrying this silk silk with him.

This is not the imaginary "silk", to be precise, it is a piece of "silk", very light, almost as light as nothing. On the "silk silk" are written columns of small ink characters, all of which are formulas, and there is even a portrait of the character practicing in ink to interpret on the side.

"Little Nose Gong!"

Yang memorialized the small words on it and hurriedly skimmed through a few lines, and Yang Ji immediately gasped.

The text on this piece of "silk silk" is very difficult and obscure, and it looks more profound than Lin Qingyan's "Electric Mother Swordsmanship" and Zhao Hua's "Baxia Negative Sky Fist".

"This is an extremely advanced exercise, how could Fang Bai have such a powerful technique!"

Yang Ji was shocked. Fang Bai only had the fourfold martial arts, but he was still more powerful than the "Electric Mother Sword Technique" and the "Hegemony Negative Heavenly Fist", which couldn't help but surprise people.

In the dark, Yang Ji remembered the "Evil Dao Prince" mentioned by Fang Bai, could it be given to him?

The "strong" in a high position will reward the exercises, pills, swords, and so on. It's a commonplace. Yang Ji once saw the words "The Lord of Liuzhai rewarded Zhao Wu Taihe Demon Tiger Fist, reluctantly".

Fang Bai took a huge risk to go undercover in the Iron Crown Sect, and it was not strange that he was rewarded with this kind of exercise.

"Being able to be rewarded with advanced exercises is definitely the core circle. ...... I'm afraid my previous assumptions are still wrong. I'm afraid that this Fang Bai's status is by no means as simple as that of an ordinary evil martial artist. ”

Yang Ji thought about it and quickly focused his attention on this piece of "silk".

The technique of "Little Ah Nose Gong" was very profound, and Yang Ji only looked at it for a while, and then he understood why Fang Bai drilled a hole in the disciple token of the Iron Crown Sect. Set up a bracket to hide people's eyes and ears so that you can take it with you.

The wording of "Xiao Ah Nose Gong" is not the same as the "Electric Mother Swordsmanship" and "Baxia Negative Heavenly Fist" that Yang Ji has come into contact with, which is very difficult and ancient. And the more advanced the exercises, the more so, because it is entirely necessary to express the artistic conception.

Some esoteric artistic conceptions cannot be explained by popular words. Sometimes even some Taoist allusions are used, which causes this situation.

Therefore, the best way to practice martial arts is to directly comprehend the "scriptures and paintings", so that the "meaning" can be understood with the "meaning". Straight to the core, thus saving the hassle of words.

Fang Bai's "Little Ah Nose Gong" looks powerful, but it is obviously not completely comprehended, so he will bring it on his body, in case he always thinks about it and comprehends the essence.

Yang Ji read it in detail, secretly pondered in his heart, and then confirmed the nature of Fang Bai's exercises. I have secretly understood some of the principles and artistic conceptions of the exercises.

"All Fang Bai deserves is a copy of the hand-copied version, and a weakened version. so that he could practice when he was in the Blood Furnace Realm. ...... There are small and big, Fang Bai's exercises help the little Ah Nose Gong, I don't know if there is a big Ah Nose Gong. If anything, it's really amazing. The evil way is really not to be taken lightly!"

Yang Ji remembered Lu Wu, Pan Chen, and Tian Junwen. The martial arts of the three of them were not below Zhao Hua and Lin Qingyan at all, but at the beginning, the six "Xiao Zhoutian" level powerhouses entered the "Ten Thousand Graves" adventure, and as a result, they encountered a group of evil masters. Three were killed and three wounded, and almost all the troops were wiped out.

When Yang Ji first heard it, he didn't think so, and he didn't take it to heart. However, after experiencing Fang Bai's level, Yang Ji understood how dangerous the situation Lu Wu and the others were facing at that time.

"People in the evil vein are scheming and clever in their means. At the same time, it lurks very deep. Borrowing a knife to kill people and sow discord is even more enjoyable, and if you encounter these people in the future, you really have to be very careful. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

After holding the "silk silk" and looking at it for a while, Yang Ji roughly understood some of the meanings, so he picked up the silk again, pinched it into the size of a fingernail, and stuffed it into a mutton fat vial.

"This exercise is not trivial, and I will slowly figure it out in the future. ”

Yang Ji put away the long sword and quickly went out of the forest.

About a few hours later, Yang Ji finally saw the official road several zhang wide. Along the winding official road to the east, Yang Ji finally arrived at Langya City.

It had been a day since the battle of the "Tianyin Sect General Altar", and when Yang Ji arrived, there was already an uproar in the entire Langya City.

More than 4,000 elites of the imperial court were almost wiped out, which was something that had never happened before. For the imperial court, this was a huge blow.

"It's unprecedented!"

"Yes, the old man has lived for decades, and he has never seen so many military masters die!"

"Poor thing, so many people died!"

"Even the military masters of the imperial court dare to kill, these cultists should be cut by a thousand knives, and it is not a pity to die!"

......

In the whole city, the butcher covered in the smell of blood, the owner of the teahouse, the merchant carrying the burden, and the merchant who traveled from south to north...... , all over the place talking about it. (To be continued......)

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