"You can't go!"

Yang Ji was extremely calm in his heart, like a hunter. Although he couldn't see it, he could always feel the position of the Throne in front of him.

The front suddenly opened up, and a bright light was faintly revealed.

"It's the front!"

Yang Ji's whole body exploded, and he suddenly accelerated his speed. The whole person took up the phantoms, passed through the air, and chased away.

"Buzz!"

At the moment when Yang Ji walked through the altar, a strange aura suddenly came into his heart, and at the same time, Yang Ji heard three murderous shouts in his ears almost at the same time:

"It's now!"

Boom, like a lion dormant in the dense jungle, just behind Yang Ji's left and right rear, suddenly from nothing, two storm-like and terrifying qi machines appeared out of thin air, and quickly increased geometrically, swooping towards Yang Ji.

These two breaths have been dormant for I don't know how long, they have extremely strong patience, and it was only at this time that they suddenly burst out.

Not only that, but directly in front of Yang Ji, in Yang Ji's perception, the "Holy Throne" that had been sacrificing his life to escape suddenly did not retreat, but advanced, like lightning, setting off a storm of destruction, rubbing his body towards Yang Ji and counterattacking.

Thundered!

Three majestic forces were like a landslide and tsunami, overwhelming the sky and sweeping from three directions. In the face of the combined attack of these three forces, even heaven and earth will be eclipsed.

The three of them didn't know how long they had been planning, and it didn't break out until this time, which would instantly put Yang Ji in a desperate situation.

"Be careful——

The Great Asura was exhausted, anxious, and terrified.

He himself is a Ninefold Martial Venerable, a powerful demon in the underworld. But in the face of these Eight Great Martial Sects, Nine Martial Venerables, his spiritual perception has become more and more ineffective.

I don't know how long these two Yae Martial Sects have been hiding here, but the Great Asura doesn't have the slightest feeling at all.

Masters compete. A moment of life and death!

It happened suddenly, and there was only a moment left for Yang Ji, and although the Great Asura felt it, he couldn't help anything.

"The Pearl of Xuanyi!"

"The Hand of Death!"

"Eight-armed Demon God!"

"Magma crocodile!"

"Ancient Kendo!"

......

Between the lightning and the fire, Yang Ji didn't have time to do anything, he only had time to release the "Xuanqi Pearl", "Death Hand", "Bronze Blood Magic Weapon" and eighteen sword weapons in one breath at a speed unprecedented in his life!

This moment. Yang Ji's speed has simply reached an unattainable level!

That kind of speed is unimaginable for many people!

Thundered!

A head several feet high, the giant-like bronze demon god appeared out of thin air, a big black crocodile floated above his head, and the heavy and invisible power of the bronze blood magic weapon "Magma Crocodile" radiated around, and quickly blessed other magic weapons and magic weapons.

Rumble!

The pearl of the pearl of Xuanqi set off a torrent of ten thousand ways to block the evil Dao Great Martial Sect on the left, and the hand of death stood up to the sky and the earth, resisting the half-blood barbarian Great Martial Sect on the right with the power of thunder, and Yang Ji himself incarnated as an eight-armed demon god. A large bronze hand resisted the "Holy Throne" emanating from the front of the cloak......

"Boom!"

Four devastating storms collided violently in the void, and that force destroyed the earth, causing the mountains and rivers to collapse, the rivers to flow backwards, and the destructive force erupted, booming, and directly breaking through the entire cavern.

And in the center of the three, there was a poof. The huge bronze giant spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and its body shook. It took three steps back in a row to stand firm.

And around Yang Ji, the three Eight Great Martial Sects just shook their bodies, and then they stood firm.

Practicing martial arts until now, this is the first time that Yang Ji has been forced out of his essence blood in the state of the eight-armed demon god. Suffered internal injuries. The strength of these three people is strong and domineering, far from being comparable to ordinary Great Martial Sects.

In the face of the combined attack of the three leaders of this mysterious force, even Yang Ji couldn't resist it.

"Boy, you're dead. How dare you break into here!"

To the left of Yang Ji, a great martial sect with an ochre face stood proudly, looking at Yang Ji and saying coldly. His body was full of mist, and his whole body exuded a strong evil aura.

"Look around, you can't fly today!"

It was the half-blood barbarian Great Martial Sect on Yang Ji's right who spoke. This person's hair is as loose as that, with a **** upper body, a rag skirt on the lower body, a stripe of blue on his body, knotted muscles, thick bones, and horizontal growth, at first glance, he is a mixed-race barbarian!

As he spoke, there was a bright light around him. Yang Ji looked up and saw that the surrounding caves had collapsed, revealing a huge depression, and the three of them had been exposed in the courtyard.

The surrounding flames were soaring, and the figures held torches high, surrounding the three layers of the four people and the three layers outside. Among these people, there are barbarian merchants, evil ways, armor warriors, and even spirits with demonic energy.

Looking closely, although not everyone has Taotian's cultivation, they can still distinguish a large number of Xiao Zhou Tian masters, military generals and martial arts sects.

Mosquitoes bite and kill elephants, so many people, even if they are killed, they have to be killed for half a day. Coupled with the three eightfold Great Martial Sects, Yang Ji is basically unable to fly.

"Young Master Yang, Yang Zhenshou, I want to know something now. How the hell did you get out of that underground and talisman dungeon?"

The last yin voice was the "throne" that Yang Ji had been chasing and killing. He squinted his eyes, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, and when he spoke, he also gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to devour Yang Jisheng alive and eat him alive.

He was added as one of the three "leaders" in Cangxu City, and he had great authority. But this time, not only did he fail in the mission in front of the gods, but instead of killing Yang Ji, he let Yang Ji escape alive and killed the black-armored captain.

What made him grit his teeth even more was that Yang Ji actually destroyed their altar to worship the gods. He could hear the clicking sound clearly, it was the sound of Yang Ji cutting open the altar with a sword.

With the gods, his evaluation has long since fallen. Even if he kills Yang Ji, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape the severe punishment in the sect afterwards.

This is a huge dereliction of responsibility!

- And all of this is caused by Yang Ji!

The void was silent, and thousands of murderous eyes looked at Yang Ji from all directions, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Ji looked around and suddenly burst out laughing:

"What? Do you think you've won?"

"Hmph, do you think you'll get out of here alive?"

The three of them looked coldly, looking at Yang Ji's gaze as if they were looking at a dead person. In the eyes of the three of them, Yang Ji's move was simply a move under the madness of knowing that he would die.

"Hey, do you think it's useful to have a lot of people? Wheel warfare isn't something you can only do. If you want to fight in this way, then I will do what you wish. Let's see who will die in the end!"

Yang Ji sneered, his mind moved, and he instantly communicated with the bee colony controlled by himself above the Nine Heavens:

"Attack —— me down!"

"Hmph, it's all this time, you still have to talk nonsense...... Be careful——"

Among the three of them, the Great Martial Sect, who was full of evil energy, sneered, and was just about to ridicule Yang Ji, when suddenly he seemed to feel something, and his expression changed suddenly.

Yang Ji's bee colony came much faster than everyone expected. above the clouds, in mid-air, around the house, in the canopy...... Hundreds of highly venomous giant bees swarmed in an instant.

Their hard, metal-like bodies, streamlined shapes, and several hard, powerful wings on their backs make them extremely fast.

The distance of tens of zhang and hundreds of zhang can't stop them at all.

"Ahh

In an instant, the screams continued again and again, and the cult masters on the periphery of the house were the first to suffer. They have the lowest strength, so they are the fastest to die. In a short period of time, at least thirty or forty warriors were killed by the swarm.

Martial artists who did not reach the realm of the Martial Sect were even directly shuttled by the swarm of bees, and the blood hole the size of a fist on their bodies was miserable.

"Stop them!"

The three Eight Great Martial Sects were the first to react, and the dantian shook, letting out a roar of steel, and the sound of the furnace resounded through the clouds. Their bodies are covered with blood, as if they are the rhythm of "bloody wolf smoke".

The blood qi of the Eight Great Martial Sects is far away, the distance is extremely far, and the power is extremely strong. Dealing with Yang Ji's highly poisonous swarm, the killing efficiency of the Eight Great Martial Sects was far higher than that of other martial artists.

"Hmph!

Where will Yang Ji let them get paid, the eight-armed demon god stood like a giant, and the weapon in the eight-handed bronze arm roared and vibrate, bursting out with a roar like a landslide and tsunami.

"Boom!"

It's just that in an instant, Yang Ji suddenly made a move, activated the weapons of his whole body, and combined with the two magic weapons of the left and right Xuanyi Beads and the Hand of Death, turned into an eight-armed bronze storm, and took the initiative to attack the eight people.

Yang Ji's strength is slightly insufficient to deal with three people, but it is more than enough for two people to deal with one. Although the strength is not enough, Yang Ji will definitely not let them get it at this time.

"Ahh

The screams were repeated, and the dense crowd around the three people was in chaos. Many people were forced into a storm by the swarm, and some tried to attack the swarm, but the blood and gas bombarded these metallic life-like swarms, which was useless, only to make them turn a few heels in the air, and soon attacked again.

"Stop him, I'll deal with the swarms!"

The "Holy Throne" emitted by the cloak screamed, his body shook, and he took advantage of the moment when the other two dragged Yang Ji and violently got out of the battle group.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and a light more than crimson was mighty, straight as a pillar, and burst out violently, piercing the dark night sky in an instant.

In the night, the crimson fist qi pierced into the clouds like a straight pillar of wolf smoke, and it was extremely eye-catching from a distance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several highly venomous giant bees were hit by the "blood wolf smoke", and they burst into chips, as dense as rain. The effect of the blow of the "Pontifical" emitted by the cloak was far from as good as imagined.

(To be continued.) )