In an instant, he unleashed nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pink Great Hand Seals. Although they were named hand seals, their shapes were actually in the form of "lips."
These hand seals carried a strong aura of extravagance and lustful desire, whistling sharply through the air. In a moment, the sky and earth were filled with continuous joyous laughter and deceitful enchantment, cunningly affecting the mind and spirit.
Yang Ji felt that the Great Hand Seals cast by Mei Mo, seemingly light and fancy, concealed horrific power within them.
Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!
Countless Great Hand Seals of Demonic Desire struck the sky, all of which were shattered by the palms of Yang Ji’s clones.
As for Xuan Haisheng and Fu Wanggu, the two supreme powerhouses, the protective Demonic Qi around them was completely dispersed by the strikes from Yang Ji and his clones, sending them flying. The expressions of the two Demon Gods turned a shade more grave.
"Yang Ji, once your clone technique runs out of time, we will see what you have left to resist our combined fury," Xuan Haisheng roared while casting a fleeting glance at Fu Wanggu.
Not wishing to use his true abilities against a mere clone and reluctant to become the one taken advantage of, he was clearly holding back.
At this critical moment, the fingers of Yang Ji’s true body moved continuously, and with a "pop" sound, a crack in the void was created by the "Taixuan Divine Finger," leaving them struggling to cope.
Fu Wanggu, Xuan Haisheng, and Mei Mo, three top Demon Lords, roared simultaneously, their bodies releasing a surging power full of destructive force.
All of them performed terrifying techniques.
Yang Ji’s eyes grew cold, and he did not indulge them, unleashing the Unparalleled Dao Sword Technique, Wuji Sword Technique.
His sword of killing was incredibly terrifying, reaching the ultimate speed, with each strike destined to draw blood. Even time and space could not bind his Sword Dao, and often just a flash of light passed by and heads would fall to the ground, invariably, chillingly fast.
With a flicker of Sword Light, the opponent was already split in two.
An instant kill, a guaranteed kill, within the heavens and the earth, taking lives, was enough to chill any onlooker’s heart.
"Pfff!" "Pfff!" "Pfff!"
Three sounds.
Deep gashes appeared on the chests of Fu Wanggu, Xuan Haisheng, and Mei Mo, respectively.
Once Yang Ji’s Unparalleled Dao Sword Technique was used, it caused three top Demon Lords to be wounded simultaneously, truly fierce.
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"What kind of sword move is this?" Xuan Haisheng shouted angrily, his fingers swiftly tracing mysterious trajectories to heal his chest wound.
Fu Wanggu and Mei Mo did the same, their hearts reeling with shock, never expecting Yang Ji to unleash such a terrifying killing move. The sword wound in their chests left them shaken.
Yang Ji’s terrifying sword would have instantly killed any ordinary Demon Lord, but it was the top Demon Lords who had taken the blow.
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"You deserve to die, you actually wounded me, I want you dead," Fu Wanggu growled vehemently, yelling, "No more hiding, kill with all our might!"
"Hmph! To receive a strike from my sword and still be so audacious, all of you stay behind," Yang Ji said with a cold smile.
"?" Fu Wanggu’s eyelids twitched at Yang Ji’s chilling murderous intent which made him sense imminent danger.
Without a word, he quietly retreated.
Xuan Haisheng, sensing danger upon seeing this, dared not linger either and cursed loudly as he also quickly fled.
Only Mei Mo, failing to notice, prepared to truly fight to the death, unaware that danger was approaching.
A silhouette flashed by, and with a "plop," Mei Mo’s neck was cleanly severed, and her head floated upwards.
"Ah... you!" Mei Mo’s head screamed, catching sight of Fu Wanggu and Xuan Haisheng who had already fled far away, "Ah, Fu Wanggu, Xuan Haisheng, you two fools, fools!"
"Stay here," Yang Ji said as he grabbed hold of Mei Mo’s lifeless body.
"Ah, don’t kill me, I have cultivated the ’Jade Maiden Demonic Scripture’ and ’Demonic Charming Technique,’ I’m willing to be your slave," Mei Mo screamed out, sensing the presence of death.