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Volume 1: Border Warrior Tongsheng Chapter 568: Torture

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    The biggest weakness of the poisonous bee swarm is that it cannot defend against the eighth level Great Martial Sect.  In the face of the Eight Great Martial Arts' characteristic attack "Blood Smoke", no matter how high you fly, it is useless, as you will die in one kill.  When he was scouting the top powerhouses in Taiyuan City, Yang Ji had already experienced that the eighth-level Grand Martial Sect and the ninth-level Martial Master could kill every one of them accurately.  The venomous giant bee's shell is comparable to metal, and it is as brittle as tofu dregs in front of the eighth-level Dawu Zong.  Yang Ji is well aware of this weakness, so in order to avoid being too concentrated and being wiped out by these eight major martial arts sects, he has dispersed all the swarms long ago.  Although Beatou San's "Zong" was powerful, this punch was very effective, and it only killed three or four heads.  This was the result of him specifically looking at the most densely populated areas of the swarm and blasting them away.  "Hahaha, it's no use! If you like killing, then go ahead and kill him!" Yang Ji glanced at him and laughed.  Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Ji transported the eight-armed demon god like a flexible mad beast and bombarded him indiscriminately, beating the other two evil and barbarian eighth-level martial arts masters to the point where they almost vomited blood!  "Buzz!" Taking advantage of this moment, hundreds of venomous bees swarmed over.  The densely packed figures around Yang Ji suffered heavy casualties in an instant, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.  This is no longer the three major and eighth major martial arts sects gathering hundreds of people to jointly deal with Yang Ji, but Yang Ji uniting hundreds of swarms to deal with them.  And the swarm¡¯s killing efficiency is much more powerful than them.  More than two hundred poisonous giant bees are more than two hundred sharp seventh-grade swords! In Cangxu City, no one can resist this kind of killing weapon.  Not only that, when dealing with those small minions, Yang Ji also used two secret weapons to deal with the eighth major martial arts sect.  "Hi!" Like two sharpest swords slashing through the void, two "venomous hornets" fell from the sky, drawing a huge arc in the air.  Almost in an instant, it passed through the void, directly behind the two eight major martial arts sects.  "What is this?" The disheveled "His Majesty" was shocked.  He is also well-informed, but he has never seen such a creature.  It looks like a bee, completely black, but the size of a millstone.  Moreover, it has an unbelievable number of compound eyes and wings.  That dark, dull, non-reflective body will make people feel scared just by looking at it.  There were waves of chills.  "Boom!" It was too late to say it, but it was fast. The disheveled "Zong" and the barbarian-mixed Great Wuzong had no time to burst out their respective blood energy, blasting out punches and palms. The next moment.  The two "venomous hornets" passed through the various spaces and violently crashed into the blood of the two people - boom!  ??The object of power and power, the two great martial arts masters felt like two heavy mountains hitting each other from the sky.  The power of the two "poisonous hornets" is incredible, and more importantly, they actually possess a certain amount of power to break the gang.  The destruction and harm caused by the power of the two great martial arts masters is far less powerful than imagined.  "No, this thing is poisonous!" The disheveled "His Majesty" suddenly had his eyelids twitching wildly, and a huge fear surged in his heart.  Right in front of him, the strange bee the size of a millstone was repelled by him with all his strength, but it suddenly sprayed out streams of black smoke and poisonous mist.  The poisonous black smoke is not ordinary light smoke, but particles that look like metal.  Suspended in the air, it gives people a heavy and quality feeling.  Relying on his intuition, "His Majesty" felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart.  "Plop!" There was a heavy sound, like a piece of wood falling to the ground.  Next to the disheveled sect, the barbarian-mixed eighth-level martial sect came first and fell to the ground with a thud, his face turned black.  "His Majesty's" reaction was faster. He had already held his breath almost as soon as he realized something was wrong.  But it was of no use at all. The poisonous gas emitted by the "poisonous hornet" contained several kinds of poisons.  Including centipedes, scorpions, spiders, snakes, and venomous wasps, and even the venom of Yang Ji's pet king snake "Xiao Ji".  This is what the "Queen Bee" specifically asked for from Xiao Ji when she was making two "venomous hornets".  The venom of the crowned king snake is extremely venomous.  Even the Martial Saint can be poisoned to death.  Xiao Ji has reached the seventh level of martial arts, although it is still difficult to say how to deal with the ninth level "blood energy rising" Martial Lord.  But for the Great Wuzong who was at the eighth level of martial arts, it was already something that was untouchable.  The thoughts of the barbarians are far less delicate and astute than those of the Han Dynasty. They have no research on this kind of poison, and their reactions are always slower than those of people like the "His Majesty".  This kind of drama?? things, without preparation.  After taking so many puffs, it would be strange not to fall down.  Although "His Holiness" reacted quickly, the poisonous mist still penetrated through his skin and into his body. His scalp was numb, his body was weak, he was dizzy, and he could hardly even stand.  "No, this guy is a master of poison. This poison is too powerful, we are no match for him!" "His Holiness" was frightened and terrified.  After he was promoted to the eighth major martial arts sect, he was almost invulnerable to all poisons.  He can drink ordinary poisons with water and eat them as food.  The effect of those highly poisonous things on him will also be greatly weakened, from highly toxic to weak, to within the range of tolerance.  "But it is unheard of for him to have such a serious poisoning effect after just touching a little of the kind of strange pet that Yang Ji raised.  The reason why the Barbarian Great Wuzong was recruited also played a huge role.  "It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. It is better to find this boy to take revenge someday!"  , plus Yang Ji's so many poisonous bees, they are no match at all.  "Humph, we've already reached this point and you still want to escape. If I really let you run away, then I won't have to be the guard anymore!" Yang Ji's eyes were as bright as fire, and as soon as the two people's bodies moved, you could tell what they were paying attention to.  "Boom!" Yang Ji destroyed the "Wind Attribute Falun" in the eight-armed demon's hand, and used the "Ancient Yu Steps" at his feet. Bang bang bang, he chased the cicada with eight steps, and in his right hand he held a bronze blood magic weapon "Magma Crocodile".  Like a sledgehammer, it caught up and knocked the disheveled "His Majesty" to the ground first.  The "Zong" of Beatou San was no match for Yang Ji even when he was at his peak, let alone now that he was poisoned.  After being hit by Yang Ji, the body-protecting Gangqi cracked, and his whole head seemed to be smashed into rocks. He fainted directly, his face turned purple.  The remaining evil eighth-level martial arts master looked pale, said nothing, and ran away faster.  When it comes to acting according to the opportunity, the skills he has honed in the heretical path are much better than that of that sect leader.  When the disheveled emperor was knocked down, he had already slipped out dozens of feet away!  There were so many people in the house, and he didn¡¯t even give a warning.  "Hey! There is such a character!" Yang Ji looked up and was amused.  When he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately ran away. This person's ability was unique to Yang Ji in his life. Even Yang Ji himself couldn't catch up in this aspect.  But if you just let him slip away like this, it will be in vain that Yang Ji has been preparing for so long.  Bang bang bang!  Outside the house, Yang Ji stayed outside to raid the formation. Several poisonous giant bees, ready to respond at any time, were as fast as meteors. With suicidal momentum, they hit the evil great martial arts master from three directions.  With just a loud banging sound, several poisonous giant bees were exploded into powder without any surprise in front of the huge power of the eighth great martial arts master. However, the face of this evil great martial arts master was already pale and bloodless.  Behind him, Yang Ji transformed into an eight-armed demon and had already used this moment's delay to rush over.  The battle ended faster than expected. Without the support of the other two, the evil eighth-level martial artist Zong Xun was knocked to the ground by Yang Ji, and followed in the footsteps of that "Zong".  What is left is a one-sided "massacre"!  More than two hundred evil spirit believers were harvested like wheat straw under the attack of more than two hundred poisonous giant bees and poisonous mist!  The rest is a process of torture!  In the archery tower hall in the southeast corner, when Yang Ji stepped in from the outside, Zhang Qi's face instantly turned pale, as if he had collapsed.  "You're finally here!" Zhang Qi said.  This sentence was ordinary, but it seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body.  He was sitting upright in a red sandalwood chair above the hall. Below him were densely packed Han soldiers holding halberds and armor.  The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and silent, no one moved, just like clay sculptures or wood sculptures.  "It seems you already know what's going on!" Yang Ji's expression was cold. He glanced left and right and strode in: "What, aren't you going to make a few quibbles?" Yang Ji stared at Zhang above the hall.  Qi, it's like looking at a dead person.  "If you didn't show up here tonight, if our meeting would continue until tomorrow at the guard's mansion, then I would definitely make a few quibbles. But now, it's obviously meaningless." Zhang Qi looked at Yang Ji and smiled bitterly.  It is enough for Yang Ji to find this placeTo illustrate the problem, Zhang Qi had to admit that he underestimated him, and underestimated him far.  "Why don't you run away?" Yang Ji lowered his face and said coldly: "There should be enough time, and you are the captain of Cangxu City and control a city gate by yourself. The city wall shouldn't be a problem for you, right?  "The guard is too worried and overestimates my ability." Zhang Qi's face became even more bitter.  When he met Yang Ji in the governor's mansion, he rarely used honorifics, but now he uses respect: "If the opponent is someone else, I might really give it a try. But if the opponent is you, then there is no point.  There are so many masters in that house that no one can escape. Even the eighth level Grand Martial Sect can't do it. How can I think that I can escape?" (To be continued.)  Go to the cloud. Come to the pavilion to get the view.¡¿Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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