Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 465
On the occasion of this life-and-death battle, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang must be fully concentrated and dare not be distracted. In this kind of battle, once a little distracted, the end may be death.

When masters fight, they only fight for the front line. If there is a slight mistake in that line, they may be severely injured in the battle. At that time, it will be too late to regret.

Zhao Ji knew some characteristics of master fighting, and immediately, he jumped down from the big tree among the branches and leaves, and in a flash, like a wisp of smoke, he rushed towards Luo Qinghua under the tree.

Under the joint attack of Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang, Luo Qinghua's figure was blown into the woods, and collapsed on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

When Zhao Ji turned into a wisp of green smoke and came to Luo Qinghua's body, Luo Qinghua, who was seriously injured, raised his head slightly and looked at Zhao Ji.

When he saw that it was Zhao Ji, Luo Qinghua narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment of astonishment, he was immediately shocked, knowing that his own life and death were really in front of his eyes.

After being stunned for a moment, he realized that Luo Qinghua's eyes immediately showed despair and unwillingness, and various complex expressions flowed in his eyes.

But that feeling of despair only lasted for a moment, and then, Luo Qinghua looked at Zhao Ji with a pleading look.

As Zhao Ji's footsteps got closer and closer, those feet were already in front of him, and the pleading look in Luo Qinghua's eyes became more and more obvious, that was really a fist of sincerity.

However, Zhao Ji was unmoved, as if he didn't see the pleading in Luo Qinghua's eyes, his footsteps were always so uniform, his heart was as hard as iron.

From Zhao Ji's reaction, there was no trace of pity on his face. Luo Qinghua knew that Zhao Ji had already made up his mind. If there was no other way, he would really die, but she was still not reconciled.

A look of resentment, resentment, and madness appeared on his face, Luo Qinghua opened his mouth, wanting to shout, but unfortunately, Zhao Ji's movements were faster.

When there was still a distance of about ten feet from Luo Qinghua, Zhao Ji made a move. Both hands stretched forward together, and sword qi shot out in a mixed manner.

Even though the sword energy of the Six Meridians Excalibur is very powerful and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, that kind of lethality can really strike the earth, but the killing of the sword energy of the Six Meridians Excalibur is silent, without any trace. static.

Before Luo Qinghua yelled out, the sword energy of the six-veined sword had already struck Luo Qinghua's body, and most of the sword energy killed Luo Qinghua's acupuncture points , and another one, slashed on Luo Qinghua's mouth.

After a few bursts of sword energy from the Six Meridian Excalibur, with Luo Qinghua's strength, after being seriously injured, he was finally on the verge of death, with only his last breath left.

"You can go in peace."

After muttering to himself softly, Zhao Ji stretched out a finger again, beheading Luo Qinghua with one blow.

Standing beside Luo Qinghua's corpse, Zhao Ji felt a little emotional, but he also knew that now was not the time to be emotional, so after taking off Luo Qinghua's Qiankun bag hanging around his waist, his figure flashed , turned around and left.

The battle between Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang has become more and more fierce. When a strong storm of power swept out, it was like a tornado, and it could pull up rocks and trees.

When Zhao Ji rushed towards the battle between Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang, he ignored the violent storm of power, and rushed into the tornado storm with an indomitable power.

When a strong tornado storm swept over Zhao Ji's body, Zhao Ji's figure was as motionless as a sea needle.

At this time, the strong wind blew up a corner of Zhao Ji's clothes, and one could see that there was a faint golden color under the corner of the clothes, as if there was a layer of golden halo circulating.

"not good!"

"Someone!"

When Zhao Ji broke into the storm, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang realized that they were shocked, and they wanted to stop, but it was impossible.

It's not that Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang didn't want to withdraw, but they fought at this level. If they didn't show weakness, they might end up dead. Therefore, the two were very anxious.

After fighting with all their strength, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang's sensitivity to the surrounding environment was slightly weaker than before, and Zhao Ji touched them closer.

Of course, this is also what Zhao Ji deliberately did, so that he can hide his whereabouts. This is the power of a galloping horse, but when it is marching, it is silent, not even a little movement.

Only by walking quietly like this, Zhao Ji was able to get very close to the two strong men in the fight, as long as he got close, the next step would be a blow from a thunderbolt.

"boom!"

At this moment of crisis, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang had no choice but to separate immediately no matter how difficult it was, otherwise, they might be taken advantage of by the other party.

So, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang struck with all their strength, their palms collided, and the tyrannical force swept away, and a rush of momentum came over, making Zhao Ji's figure slightly stagnant.

The two people in the battle of life and death did not dare to retreat at will, but when the two of them met their palms with all their strength, there was no power left, and if they retreated again, there would be no problem.

As soon as the two retreated, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang's figures turned sideways to face Zhao Ji obliquely, showing a defensive look.

The reason why they faced Zhao Ji obliquely was not only to guard against him, but also to guard against the other party. From the two of them, a very strong power surged out.

"It's you!"

"You are Zhao Ji?"

Seeing Zhao Ji, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang frowned slightly, and said one after another.

When they saw that the person who rushed over was Zhao Ji, Dongfang Dong and Ximenjiang felt remorse in their hearts. They couldn't help but feel remorse, Zhao Ji is an innate warrior after all.

A mere innate warrior is not in the eyes of Dongfang Dong and Ximenjiang at all. For martial arts experts in the Yundao realm, innate warriors are not opponents of the Yundao realm warriors at all, and they naturally think so.

That's right, in the battle of discussing the Dao, Zhao Ji's performance was very powerful. With one person's power, he could win against fourteen innate talents of the same level. In the eyes, innate warriors are not opponents at all.

"That's right, I'm Zhao Ji, the two senior brothers are polite."

Nodding slightly, Zhao Ji bowed his hands to Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang, and said loudly.

Upon hearing Zhao Ji's address, Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang raised their brows immediately, and Dongfangdong said in a deep voice, "Presumptuous, you are a mere innate warrior, how can you dare to call me senior brother?"

In the heavens, the hierarchical system is still relatively strict. Warriors of the same level are fine, and they can be compared with each other. The difference in realm between Yun Dao Realm and Golden Core Realm is really huge.

Before the difference in the level of warriors, the gap in strength is also huge. A strong martial artist in the Dao Accumulation Realm can defeat many innate warriors. In the heavens, it has almost become a certainty.

Therefore, when seeing Zhao Ji discussing friendship with their peers, Ximenjiang only frowned slightly, while Dongfangdong immediately exploded.

Dongfangdong's words were simple and rude, while Ximenjiang was more tactful, and said loudly: "Zhao Ji, although you are a true disciple of the Taibai Sword Sect, but when walking on the rivers and lakes, everyone is not judged by your status in the sect. It is judged by the level of cultivation, so you should call us Master Uncle."

Ximenjiang's words are indeed reasonable, but Zhao Ji doesn't care, and his strength is indeed no worse than that of a martial arts expert in the Dao Accumulation Realm.

"Hmph, if you want me to call you uncle, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Sweeping Dongfangdong and Ximenjiang coldly, Zhao Ji snorted coldly, and shot immediately.

When Zhao Ji made a move, it was like wind and thunder, that kind of power was extremely strong, and the target he was looking for was Dongfang Dong.

(End of this chapter)