It's fine if he uses other means to dodge, unload, or other magic weapons. But he is upright, does not dodge or dodge, and does not have any tricks to block Zhang Servant in terms of strength?

It's simply not possible!'

"How the hell did this kid do that?"

Zhang Daoyi couldn't believe what he saw. The side with little power actually framed the side with the most power, just like a child resisting a strong man, and it was grandiose and did not retreat.

This impossible thing happened right in front of me!

Time seems to be frozen in this scene!

Countless candidates looked forward to the ring, revealing a shocked look. At this moment, everyone realized that there was a little turning point in today's last battle.

Perhaps, Yang Ji said that he could win Zhang Fu, and it was not as simple as nonsense!

......

"Come again!"

In the ring, after a huge shock, Zhang Fu suddenly roared, and the unbelieving man slammed out his palm again. A torrent of blood and qi roared out, like a landslide and the earth cracked.

There was even the roar of an unknown monster from the depths of the void, giving people a chilling and creepy feeling.

"Boom!"

The palms intersected, Yang Ji was different, but his demeanor was more calm. The turbulent torrent of Zhang Fu is like encountering a mainstay stream, which cannot be shaken at all.

“！！！”

Astound!

Huge shock!

Zhang Fu's eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. At this moment, I am afraid that the heaven and the earth are reversed, the stars and the moon are falling, and Zhang Fu will not feel so shocked!

Yang Ji's strength is inferior to his, and there is a big gap, there is no doubt about this!

But I just can't defeat him!

It's hell around!

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar. The first time can be said to be a fluke, and the second time can be said to be accidental. But Yang Ji actually blocked it again, which is not so simple.

"Incredible!"

"How the hell did he do it?"

"It's even more magical than magic!"

......

Countless figures jumped, tiptoeing, and craned their necks, trying to get past the crowd and see more clearly.

"Servant Zhang. Didn't expect that?"

Regardless of the restlessness in the audience, Yang Ji looked at Zhang Servant opposite, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile:

"I said a long time ago that I chose you because I could win you. It's a pity you don't believe it!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sword light above Yang Ji's head shot out, and at the same time, the blood and qi in his body were bulging, and his palms pressed suddenly. Take the initiative to attack! Boom, the sky shook, and the rolling blood and qi filled the audience like a thick fog, instantly enveloping Yang Ji and Zhang Fu.

Bang bang bang!

Flashing with lightning, the two fought fiercely in the ring again like two entangled lightning bolts. Only this time, the two fought hand-to-hand, and the blood was permeated. Completely indistinguishable from the battle above.

"Quick, go to the front and have a look!"

The first person to react was not Ouyang Zishi. It's Ouyang Zhuming. He has never been as close to Yang Ji as Ouyang Zishi.

For his battle, he has never been as eager as Ouyang Zishi. But now, the first one who eagerly thought of watching the battle in front of him and reminded Ouyang Zishi was him!

Ouyang Zhuming suddenly felt a sense of irritability in his heart, this was not just Yang Ji who had the hope of attacking the top three. It is extremely valuable to the Ouyang family, and because he is now eager to know how Yang Ji will defeat Zhang Fu.

"Whew!"

Ouyang Zhuming's body was vertical, almost carrying Ouyang Zishi, and the wind squeezed in the direction of the ring. But it was only a dozen zhang out. Ouyang Zhuming couldn't move forward anymore.

Because he was far from alone in the hall who had the same idea.

A large crowd of people rushed forward to get a glimpse. Even Sima Shaozhen couldn't help but take a few steps forward, this was completely a subconscious behavior of the body.

Sima Shaozhen also took a few steps before he reacted and restrained the momentum.

In the main hall, the crowd was chaotic.

The top three in the martial arts examination have basically been determined, Wei Boyang and Sima Shaozhen are among them, and the remaining one place depends on whether it is Yang Ji or Zhang Fu.

Coincidentally, Yang Ji and Zhang Fu are also from Taiyuan Mansion. And Wei Boyang and Sima Shaozhen are all from outside the continent. For the people of Taiyuan Continent, this battle has become Yang Ji and Zhang Fu to some extent, who will come out to represent Taiyuan Continent to challenge the masters from two continents.

And what is attractive is that Yang Ji, the biggest dark horse in the martial arts, suddenly showed the strength to turn the tables in this battle.

"Let me go, let me pass!"

"Excuse me!"

"Brother, can you let me take a look at it first!"

......

The crowd is surging, and everyone has to witness who will win this battle in the end, Yang Ji and Zhang Fu!

Boom Boom!

The surging blood-colored gray enveloped the whole field, adding the greatest variability and mystery to the whole game. In the thick fog, there was no human figure, only electric light bursting out continuously, and a deafening crashing sound.

In the ring, the battle between Yang Ji and Zhang Fu also reached a fever pitch.

"Roar!"

The air waves were rolling, the air was roaring, and Yang Ji once again turned into an eight-armed demon god, and his eight arms wielded eight different weapons, attacking Zhang Fu like a storm.

Half of Zhang Fu's blood qi was absorbed by Yang Ji, and was transformed into the blood qi he needed by the "Heart of the Great Asura Warlord" to be transported to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the remaining half was the target that Yang Ji really needed to deal with.

Boom Boom!

The two of them swirled around the ring like lightning. Every blow between the two of them shook the ground, the mighty wind swept around, and the rainbow light of the enchantment flickered and dimmed, like a candle flame in the wind.

"Ahh

Zhang Fu roared angrily, and his whole body was full of blood and energy, which was extremely stimulated. Several times he couldn't clean up Yang Ji, which made him more and more angry in his heart, and every attack was powerful and heavy.

If such an attack had been replaced by someone else, the internal organs would have been displaced, and the limbs would have been broken. Opponents with similar strengths, such as Jian Wuyi, Song Hong, or that Zhao Youhuai, Zhang Fu was completely sure that he would kill them in the palm of his hand.

But it doesn't work at all for Yang Ji!

At the beginning, Zhang Fu thought that Yang Ji had used some special magic weapon to improve his strength. But after turning it over several times, Zhang Fu suddenly found that Yang Ji was still the same Yang Ji, his strength had not changed at all from just now, and he was still inferior to himself.

But the power to attack him himself is like a mud cow entering the sea, and half of it is always gone, or it has no effect!

"It can't be!"

Zhang Fu was shocked and angry, if Yang Ji used some treasure to suddenly increase his strength and reach the level of a middle-level Great Martial Sect and rival him, he would not be so angry.

But this attack was ineffective, and half of his flesh had no effect on him, making him completely unacceptable. With the strength of his own level and the help of the evil god, how could this happen?

"God, what the hell is going on?"

Zhang Fu said in a deep voice, shocked and angry.

He couldn't understand the situation at all, so he could only turn to his master, the "evil god clone" in his body. For Zhang Fu, there was a deep disappointment in his heart.

His power came entirely from the evil god, and it was through the supreme divine power of the evil god that he had been able to rise to this point in a short period of time. Your own failure is, to some extent, the failure of the evil god.

It is because the evil god has not given himself real power that this incompetent and completely unacceptable situation has occurred!

Zhang Fu hoped that the evil god could give him an acceptable explanation, otherwise he would really feel deeply disappointed. This is not the powerful, invincible, terrifying, trembling evil god he imagined!

There was silence in the dantian, only the surging black smoke flowed. I don't know how long it took, but just after Zhang Fu felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, that evil, hoarse, and extremely powerful voice finally sounded in his mind:

"He has something in his body that is similar to the heart of a great Asura warrior, and he can transform energy at will. Your flesh is too mixed and not refined, and he can easily absorb it, transform it, and then turn it into the flesh he needs. ”

"I told you a long time ago that you rely too much on me. While I can help you too, your own foundation is crucial. ”

"What?!The Heart of the Great Asura General?!"

Zhang Fu's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Ji opposite in shock, unable to believe his ears. How could such a super treasure appear at the level of the Martial Dao Sevenfold Martial Sect?

If this remark was said by the "evil god clone", Zhang Fu would only think that it was nonsense.

"Bang!"

Yang Ji's ability to find fighters was so powerful, Zhang Fu was distracted, and Yang Ji immediately took the opportunity to enter, and a shot was pointed at Zhang Fu's shoulder, knocking him out.

Bang, the latter followed several heels, tumbled and fell to the ground, stumbling and almost falling. The ring suddenly shouted, this was the first time that Zhang Fu was repelled by Yang Ji.

However, Zhang Fu did not care about this at all at this time.

"But Venerable God, how is this possible? He is just a small sect disciple, even if he is ten times more powerful, it is absolutely impossible for him to obtain such a treasure?"

Zhang Fu lost his voice.

At this moment, Zhang Fu finally lost his temper. He was born in the "Cult of the Evil Gods" and knew very well what the Evil God said about the "Heart of the Great Asura Warlord".

When he was only a low-level disciple, he had heard of the high-level members of the sect, those powerful elders with strong wrists, and the hearts of those "Great Asura Generals" in the underworld.

These beings of the underworld are inherently sheltered and able to absorb the "cosmic energy" of endless time and space. Some of them absorb so wide that even the top powerhouses of the human race are jealous and jealous.

The "Cult of the Evil God" has tried to capture those "Great Asura Generals" in the underworld more than once, but all of them have failed. There is no other reason, just because the "Great Asura Warlord" is a tenfold martial saint, and he is a top martial saint that is much more powerful than the same level powerhouse of the human race. (To be continued.) )