Time was pressing, Yang Ji's heart was pounding, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger. It was pitch black in all directions, and although he couldn't see anything, let alone where the black-clothed guest was hiding, Yang Ji already smelled the killing machine in the void in his nose.

It's a race to see who thwarts the opponent's plot first.

This killing and anti-murder is only now at its most intense.

"Boom!"

Yang Ji suddenly drew his sword in his hand, the cold light shone, but his heart was unprecedentedly calm, in stark contrast to the surrounding shouts.

"With my current strength, the effective distance of the flying sword should be about fifty zhang. The power of Gangsha is too strong for the avatar to resist, so he can only use the sword to search piece by piece. I hope that Senior Sister Wang and I are not too far away. ”

The electric light flickered in Yang Ji's mind, and countless thoughts flashed in an instant. The area covered by Gangsha is very large, and it is impossible to see anything in this area, and trying to search for a target aimlessly is similar to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Yang Ji was sure that the black-clothed guest was trying to find the two of them, and all he had to do was to find Wang Zhixun as much as possible.

Now, Yang Ji can only hope for Wang Zhixun's strong intuition and judgment.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Ji pondered for a moment, and suddenly slapped his sleeves, sending a stream of pure blood qi into the flying sword. In the howling wind, there were bursts of Qingyue's sword roar, and the nine-handled Yellow Dragon Sword shook with the hilt.

Yang Ji pinned his spiritual power into it, and then suddenly perked up: "Go!"

Lai!

Almost at the same time, the nine Yellow Dragon Swords rose from the ground like life, and after bursting out with a burst of star-like cold light, they suddenly sank, directly descending to a distance of only about an inch close to the ground.

At this distance, the power of Gangsha is the weakest. The special structure of the sword can also reduce the energy consumption to the extreme.

Sou!

Like a white lotus blooming, and like a flying fish shuttle water, the nine yellow dragon swords swished with a flicker, and instantly scattered in all directions with Yang Ji as the center on the ground.

Two Vajra puppets guarded the left and right, Yang Ji stood still in the center, and his consciousness merged into the nine Yellow Dragon Swords. It was pitch black. Nothing to see.

"All things are learned, as long as the principles of martial arts are studied thoroughly, the same is true for others. Although the sword has not been used before, it is not much different from the spiritual search. If I can master the method of spiritual search, I will definitely be able to master this method as well. ”

Many thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's mind.

In the past, when he was wielding a sword, Yang Ji could perceive the changes in the flying sword through his eyes, mental power, and brain calculations. Even if it's a flying sword digging into the dirt. It is also possible to calculate the precise attack of the opponent.

But this kind of way of using the sword for the purpose, Yang Ji had never tried it before. This is Yang Ji's impromptu response and instant thought of attention.

There is a huge difference between the sword and the sword, and the latter is like a Confucian child, only if he can read and write, he can not understand it.

The requirements of the former are much higher, which is like a martial arts examination. It's not just about recognizing words, it's about poetry and songs. Make a gorgeous chapter.

One is fine, the other is rough, and they are completely incompatible.

Countless distracting thoughts came one after another, and Yang Ji could not only feel the distance and position between the nine Yellow Dragon Swords and himself, what did they hit, and the consumption of energy. Nothing else can be felt at all.

A qiē is ambiguous, and if it is in battle, it has no effect at all. But if you want to search for someone, you can't do it at all.

"One law leads to ten thousand laws, and the principle of martial arts is the same. As long as the liberal arts and sciences are straightened out. If you have a smooth sentence and know the rules, you will definitely be able to make a good article. The same must be true of martial arts. ”

Yang Ji took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down his distracting thoughts and calm down. I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment of time, and it seemed like countless long centuries, Yang Ji's heart suddenly calmed down.

"Buzz!"

In the midst of extreme tranquility and silence, a halo appeared "in front of him", and Yang Ji suddenly saw a fist-sized, angular black stone, followed by a second, third, and fourth......

Just like a person's vision was divided into nine pieces, Yang Ji suddenly saw the field of vision where the nine Yellow Dragon Swords were. It was a wonderful, never-before-seen experience, as if suddenly there were nine more eyes.

The mental power in the mind is drastically depleted, which seems to be the price of ultra-long-range vision. But Yang Ji didn't care, and the spiritual power in the small stone in the center of his eyebrows flowed down continuously.

"It's incredible. ”

Yang Ji himself was stunned, all kinds of gravel, dead stones, and the craggy surface all appeared in his field of vision. This kind of forced helpless, whimsical and improvised method is really effective.

Yang Ji's heart was filled with joy, and he knew deeply what it meant. There is no doubt that this is a completely new martial art, or rather a clever application technique.

The spiritual power of a martial artist has an effective perception distance, beyond this distance, the spiritual power can still be extended, but it has nothing to do with himself, and it is no different from discarding it.

But this ability to use the sword for purpose is very different.

In a special environment, such as the extraterrestrial world, the underworld and other unfamiliar alien spaces, Yang Ji can use a flying sword instead of himself to explore the front.

And it's not just an exploration, the flying sword can do more than just eyes and ears.

The flying sword explored all the way out, getting farther and farther away from Yang Ji.

Twenty zhang, thirty zhang, forty zhang......

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the earth collapsed, and a huge mouthpiece emerged from the ground, and countless sharp teeth wriggled and refracted a palpitating cold light.

As soon as it was dark, Yang Ji lost a field of vision.

"Aguro!"

Yang Ji was shocked, this underworld giant beast appeared too suddenly. Yang Ji didn't even have time to retreat, and the giant beast had already taken a bite of his Yellow Dragon Sword.

"Damn it!"

Yang Ji's face was dramatic, Wang Zhixin hadn't found it yet, but he was in danger first. Aguro is here, which means that the black-clad guest has arrived.

Although he couldn't be found for the time being, Yang Ji had already felt the increased murderous aura in the air. There is no doubt that in this furious gang, the black-clothed Rake and Agu Luo are far more comfortable than themselves and Wang Zhixun.

"Can't stay here any longer. ”

Yang Ji's heart sank. He tiptoed and shot backwards.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the earth shook, and the black-clothed man seemed to have judged that Yang Ji was nearby, and quickly urged Aguro to wreak havoc on the surrounding ground.

The ground beneath his feet hummed and shook, so far away. The rubble slammed in. This underworld beast was using its huge body to completely destroy this area, forcing Yang Ji and Wang Zhixing out.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Yang Ji did not hesitate, and quickly controlled the Yellow Dragon Sword in all directions to vibrate the ground, covering up the vibration of his backward footsteps. Sure enough, the next moment, the rumbling sound went towards the place where the sword groan came from.

Sure enough, Aguro was attracted by the tremor of the sword.

"Almost. ”

Yang Ji's heart moved, and after making a sound to cover it, he immediately withdrew the Yellow Dragon Sword without hesitation. The Yellow Dragon Sword is a high-grade sword weapon, and each one is very precious.

Yang Ji didn't know how this Aguluo did it. actually swallowed all his Yellow Dragon Sword. But one has already been lost, and Yang Ji never wants to lose a second one.

It was too late, it was fast, just when Agu Luo was led away, bang, the earth cracked, and a cold aura faintly flickered in Yang Ji's spiritual net, and the next moment, the earth roared. A torrent of waves that was much colder, colder, and more violent than the Gang of the Underworld blasted towards Yang Ji against the ground.

The unique, as if the sound of needle rain sizzling through the air current, made Yang Ji creepy. Wang Zhixin didn't wait. On the contrary, it was the black-clothed guest who appeared first, and it appeared much faster than Yang Ji imagined.

"Damn, this bastard showed up too quickly. ”

Yang Ji only felt that his scalp was numb, the strength and realm of this black-clothed man were still secondary, but his blood-breaking poison needle was too fearful.

"Bang!"

After summoning the two Vajra puppets and the black-clothed Bloody Poison Needle, the evil qi torrent collided violently once. Yang Ji didn't want to think about it, he tiptoed on his feet, and with the power of this violent explosion, he flipped backwards, and pulled out the bloodthirsty sword in mid-air, and the human sword was one. Turning into a dazzling white rainbow, it did not rush towards the black-clothed ruckus, but flew in the air in the opposite direction behind him, quickly pulling away.

"Boom!"

Behind him, the air flow exploded, and it was like a landslide and tsunami. Just after Yang Ji left, sure enough, a huge mouthpiece poked out of the ground, and countless sharp teeth bit wildly.

- Sure enough, the moment Aguro found Yang Ji, he rushed over to help.

"You can't run!"

A cold snort burst out from between his teeth, and his body shook, and the black-clothed guest was like a ghost, and his body chased after Yang Ji with incredible agility.

"Aang!-"

The giant beast roared, and almost at the same time, the Agulo driven by the black-clothed Rake also rumbled towards Yang Ji at an astonishing speed. One person and one beast, no matter which one of them has the strength to threaten Yang Ji.

In an instant, Yang Ji fell into great danger.

"Damn it!"

Yang Ji's whole body collapsed, and he didn't dare to stop at all. These two bastards alone are already difficult to deal with, let alone two. Whoosh! Between the lightning and the stone fire, Yang Ji moved sideways, and instantly flashed the torrent of evil qi and poisonous saliva that attacked behind him.

Unable to distinguish between the thousands of violent air currents that hindered Yang Ji, they also caused a lot of obstacles to the black-clothed lacker.

Otherwise, with his martial sect-level body speed, he would have caught up with Yang Ji long ago.

As for the Aguro, it was now completely under the control of the black-clad Lacker.

"Yang Ji, where are you. Come and help!"

An anxious cry came, it was Wang Zhixin's voice.

"It's Senior Sister Wang!"

Yang Ji was stunned, and it was understandable to call him over. But what does it mean to come and help. didn't have time to think about it, Yang Ji's body was vertical, and he rushed out in the roaring gang.

Although Yang Ji heard the sound, he could only judge the general direction and could not determine the exact location at all.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, several cold rays of light flew out from Yang Ji's back, and the light was divided into three wisps, and disappeared into the darkness in an instant. Using a sword as a substitute for the eye, for Yang Ji, this is the best way to locate Wang Zhixun.

Sou!

Three flying swords led the way in front, and in just a few breaths, Yang Ji found Wang Zhixin in the gang. Her green qi was scattered, her breathing was disordered, and even her face had a pale look, obviously her blood qi was overconsumed.

But seeing the figure in front of Wang Zhixin clearly, Yang Ji was stunned for a moment.

- Another black-clad robber, what's going on?

Just opposite Wang Zhixun, a man in a black robe and a black scarf, exactly like a black-clothed rabbee, was constantly attacking Wang Zhixun.

Two black-clad lackers, what the hell is going on?

Yang Ji was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. How could there be one more person. If the one in front of Wang Zhixin is real, then what is the one tightly embellished behind him......? R1292