Kyushu Daoist Master

While Yang Ze was waiting, the breath finally rushed out from deep underground. Ji Shitian, dressed in an imperial robe, appeared on the ground of the palace. At this time, Ji Shitian was wearing an imperial crown, but his face was extremely ugly.

Ji Shitian felt it when Yang Ze made his first move. He had been practicing in the underground of the palace, trying to break through the eighth-grade grandmaster realm, but was shocked by the pressure from Yang Ze and was forced to retreat from the state of practice.

Then he realized that the breath was Yang Ze's breath. At that time, he was only shocked and had a strong killing intention. No matter why Yang Ze did not die and became so powerful, he had to kill Yang Ze. Yang Ze had grown up now, and there was a deep hatred between them. If Yang Ze was not eliminated, it would be a bomb for the Tianwu Dynasty.

As for whether he was Yang Ze's opponent, Ji Shitian had never considered this. In his opinion, as long as he took action in the capital, he would definitely not be Yang Ze's opponent. Today was the best opportunity to kill Yang Ze.

It was only when he was about to make a move that he was shocked by Yang Ze's strength. It took Yang Ze dozens of breaths to kill Ji Xiongqiu. He was going to stop Yang Ze at that time.

But at that time, he could not break free from Yang Ze's pressure. Although he could move, he was greatly affected. It was almost impossible for him to step on the ground.

So he could only rush out with the power of luck, but it was so time-consuming that he didn't have time to save Ji Xiongqiu. Ji Xiongqiu was killed on the spot by Yang Ze.

The first marquis of the Tianwu Dynasty, the second strongest person in the Ji family after Ji Shitian, and the second seventh-grade master of the Ji family, fell just like that. This was a huge loss for the Tianwu Dynasty and the Ji family.

After Ji Shitian appeared at this time, the cold murderous intent on his body was not hidden at all. He directly locked Yang Ze. The half-step eighth-grade aura released from him was even more powerful.

It was also because after Ji Shitian's aura rushed out, Yang Ze's aura that enveloped the entire capital was slightly diluted, making these court strongmen in the palace a little relieved.

But they didn't know that Yang Ze had not released all his strength. If Yang Ze released all his strength, the aura of Ji Shitian at this moment could not protect the palace at all.

Ji Shitian didn't know all this, but even if he didn't know that Yang Ze had not used all his strength at all, his eyes were quite solemn now.

So far, the strength shown by Yang Ze is too strong. If he doesn't rely on other means and only relies on his own strength, he is likely not Yang Ze's opponent.

"Yang Ze, you are so brave. You broke into the capital and killed my uncle. Do you really think I am a decoration?" Ji Shitian said coldly.

"What's wrong? If you are not a decoration, you might as well try to see if you can do anything to me." Yang Ze said with a disdainful smile, with sarcasm between his eyebrows.

His expression directly angered Ji Shitian. Since Ji Shitian ascended the throne, no one dared to look down on him like this. How could he swallow this breath?

"I will crush you to ashes!" Ji Shitian roared, and punched directly at Yang Ze's body. As he punched, the space was distorted, and a large amount of true energy stimulated a terrifying fist force, suddenly killing Yang Ze.

Yang Ze looked at the punch, shook his head and said, "Too weak, too weak."

He did not make any movements at all, but took a step forward and took the punch with his body. The punch hit him, and the shock wave swept out layer by layer. The palace attics collapsed one after another, and the ground directly cracked.

Thick smoke rose, and Yang Ze's body was covered by the smoke, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Ji Shitian slowly retracted his fist, his expression still did not change, still the same solemnity, he saw Yang Ze directly take his punch with his own body, he saw this scene, he was extremely shocked, he had experienced Yang Ze's strong body before, he did not think Yang Ze would automatically die, since Yang Ze dared to do this now, it proved that Yang Ze's body had reached a more powerful level.

Ji Shitian did not dare to think about this, his punch was enough to blow up most of the seventh-grade masters, if Yang Ze could easily block it, then all this would be too terrible.

Thinking of this terrible consequence, Ji Shitian's hand was shining with golden light, a golden long sword fell into his hand, and at the same time, there were golden airflows emerging, surrounding Ji Shitian.

Those golden airflows were not other things, but the materialization of the luck of the Tianwu Dynasty. As the number of strong men in the Tianwu Dynasty increased, the luck of the Tianwu Dynasty became stronger and stronger, and the luck that Ji Shitian could borrow naturally increased.

Ji Shitian did not dare to be careless and immediately used the power of luck. He wanted to suppress Yang Ze as quickly as possible to avoid any accidents.

"Such a strong luck. No wonder you are still hiding in this palace and not showing up when Jiuzhou is in such a mess. For you, as long as you are strong, you don't care about other things. You are simply a tyrant!" When Ji Shitian summoned the luck, Yang Ze's cold voice came out in the thick smoke.

The voice spread in the capital, and Yang Ze's figure also appeared.

Ji Shitian looked at Yang Ze coldly. The imperial crown on his head released a dazzling golden light, making Ji Shitian look like a god.

"The traitor broke into the capital, destroyed the palace, and killed my uncle. I will wipe out you today!" Ji Shitian's voice also echoed in the capital, directly colliding with Yang Ze's voice.

At the same time, nine pseudo-cauldrons appeared outside Ji Shitian's body. The nine pseudo-cauldrons rotated around Ji Shitian's body. In the middle of the nine pseudo-cauldrons, a golden light flashed, and the national seal also appeared.

The luck was summoned by the national seal and the pseudo-cauldron, and it suddenly became more intense. It gathered on Ji Shitian's body. The nine pseudo-cauldrons and the national seal gathered a lot of luck, all of which were poured into Ji Shitian's body.

Under the guidance of the imperial crown, the majestic luck all gathered on the golden sword in Ji Shitian's right hand, and Yang Ze watched this scene, and he did not stop it.

Even though Ji Shitian has used so many methods now, Yang Ze still doesn't think it's a threat, so he just took this opportunity to observe Ji Shitian.

The golden sword in Ji Shitian's hand is a top-notch first-level magic weapon, which is even better than Yang Ze's Thunder Blood Blade, but if the dignified Martial Emperor only uses a first-level magic weapon, it seems a bit unmatched.

However, with the infusion of these lucks, coupled with the magnificent cultivation in Ji Shitian's body, Yang Ze can see that the energy fluctuations on the golden sword are getting stronger and stronger. However, in a few breaths, the fluctuations of the golden sword alone have reached the level of a fourth-level magic weapon.

Yang Ze also understood why Ji Shitian chose to use a first-level magic weapon as his sword. This first-level magic weapon is not an ordinary first-level magic weapon. It can absorb power, making this first-level magic weapon even more powerful.

"Little bastard, I want to see how you can catch this sword!" Ji Shitian poured all his cultivation into the sword, which immediately caused endless golden light to appear on the golden sword. Golden rays of light rushed out and filled the entire sky of the capital.

This golden light looked extremely solemn. Many common people knelt down after seeing these golden rays of light.

Ji Shitian held the sword in his right hand, locked Yang Ze's body, and then slashed it directly. When the sword was slashed out, all the golden light was attracted by the sword and turned into a substantial golden sword energy, covering all of Yang Ze's retreat routes.

Yang Ze's body was illuminated by the golden light. His expression was indifferent, and there was also golden light in his eyes. There was a majestic blood fluctuation in his body. A little bit of golden light rushed out of his body, making Yang Ze's body completely golden.

Yang Ze clenched his right fist, and there was a terrible fluctuation released on his fist. He punched forward, and a huge fist appeared and collided directly with the sword energy.

Boom boom boom!

Space twisted, the wind howled, all the buildings in the palace collapsed at this moment, the ground exploded and collapsed directly downwards, the people in the palace were constantly running away, they were scared, they were afraid of dying here.

At the center of the collision, when Yang Ze saw that the terrible impact force was about to rush out of the palace and destroy the capital, he remembered Lin Hui's instructions, and grabbed with his left hand directly. A force was released from his left hand, and he forcibly controlled the impact force and dispersed it without killing others.

At the same time, at the center of the collision, the Unbreakable Fist and the golden sword energy collided together, and the Unbreakable Fist exploded directly. The golden sword energy suddenly disintegrated under the power of the Unbreakable Fist, and turned into a little golden light and dissipated directly.

The disintegration of the golden sword energy could not stop the full power of the Unbreakable Fist. The fist force pressed down, breaking all of Ji Shitian's defenses and directly bombarding Ji Shitian's body.

Ji Shitian's expression changed drastically, and his right hand chopped out a sword, just colliding with the fist force.

Ji Shitian groaned, and the light of the sword in his hand dimmed. The force of his fist hit him, and his divine robe burst open. His chest was dented, and his flesh and blood were beaten out. A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then he flew backwards, falling heavily on a ruin, stirring up a large cloud of smoke.