Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 256 Night Battle
In the battle of innate warriors, acquired warriors can't intervene at all, unless a large number of acquired warriors who are not afraid of death are used to pile up, or let acquired warriors form a formation.

Zhao Ji used the Dugu Nine Swords, the swordsmanship was sharp and extremely fierce, the man in black could barely support him, and he was greatly lost.

In the darkness, another ray of light lit up, shining in the pitch-black night sky, that sword came towards Zhao Ji at an extremely fast speed.

It was astonishing to kill the sky with one sword. As soon as Zhao Ji took out the sword, he felt a threat approaching, which sent chills down his spine, and he could not help squinting his eyes.

With a turn of the simple long sword in his hand, a sharp sword intent turned in the air, and greeted the bright light behind him with a murderous look.

"Clang", the sound of metal and iron clanging exploded, and spread far away in the silent night sky, Zhao Ji made another move, fighting the two innates with the sword in his hand.

Of the two men in black, one wields a knife and the other wields a sword. Both of them are not low in cultivation, and both are in the realm of the third level of innate. When they strike together, they are extremely powerful.

Fortunately, Zhao Ji's strength is not weak, the sword in his hand is like a magic weapon, flying up and down, he can still overwhelm the two men in black, but it is difficult to suppress him when he is in a hurry.

Then, within a short period of time, No.3, No.4, and No.5 innate warriors made their moves one after another, and they fought with Zhao Ji.

Five innate warriors, two innate third-tier warriors, three innate second-tier warriors, the strength of the five people is really not weak, and they put extremely strong pressure on Zhao Ji. If someone wins, it's not bad to be able to draw.

In the sky, sparks splashed randomly, and the clang of swords and swords clashed continuously, which was particularly ear-piercing in the silent night.

Such a big commotion in the palace not only attracted the attention of the bright and dark whistles, but even the soldiers who had fallen asleep woke up and watched the battle from above.

Even the news of the battle had spread to the entire royal city, and some warriors with good cultivation came a little closer to watch the battle.

The six congenital melees, mixed in shape, entangled together like shadows, fought to the point of incomparable fierceness, and a tyrannical storm of power swept across.

The palace has been a long time coming. A few days ago, Prince Wen and Wang Sihai experienced a fierce battle, which caused more than half of the palace to be destroyed. Unexpectedly, tonight, it was devastated again.

The figures of the six battles, no matter where they kill, will cause a burst of explosions, splashes of rocks, and splashes of power, which can be described as very ferocious.

Zhao Jishang was able to cope with the fight with five people, but when he got under the roof of a house, he suddenly felt a strong crisis.

That kind of crisis has never been encountered in history. When a ray of light shines and kills him, Zhao Ji wants to avoid it, but it is already too late.

Seeing that the sword was about to hit Zhao Ji, in the dark night, with the help of the sudden light, many people opened their eyes wide, seeing that the sword light was about to hit Zhao Ji, they couldn't help but feel worried.

For Zhao Ji and the Luo family's troops, although they are not convinced, they all share the same interests. If Zhao Ji loses this battle, they will not be able to bear it.

When that ray of light was about to hit Zhao Ji's body, a golden light appeared, and Zhao Ji's figure suddenly grew about a foot taller, turning him into a giant.

Zhao Ji's height, although not too high, only about seven feet, is definitely considered tall among ordinary people, but it is also within the normal range.

However, after growing by one foot, Zhao Ji's height has reached eight feet, eight feet in height, he can definitely be regarded as a burly man.

With such a height, coupled with a rather majestic figure, he is really a little giant. The golden light shining all over his body adds to his might.

At this moment of crisis, Zhao Ji finally used the invincible magic of the Vajra, his figure rapidly swelled, and his whole body became a gleaming bronze man.

"when!"

That attack finally hit Zhao Ji, but there was an inexplicable sound, like the bell in an ancient temple deep in the mountains.

The sound of the bell is usually very melodious, Zhao Ji's indestructible body is like a big bell, the man's attack bombards it, it is clearly the bell.

However, Zhao Ji's own feeling felt that a huge force was coming, and he couldn't stay at all. He retreated back and forth, and stepped on the bluestone floor, stepping on the ground with deep footprints.

It is not Zhao Ji's style to just take a beating and not fight back. When receiving a blow from an unknown opponent, Zhao Ji stretched out his hands and slashed back quickly.

A pair of golden palms seemed to be made of gold, and the golden light on them was even stronger than the golden light on other parts of Zhao Ji's body.

The two palms slashed down wildly, there was the sound of the wind howling, and an unstoppable force struck the person behind him, sending his figure flying out, like a ping pong ball, flying a hundred meters away.

Such a tyrannical blow, ordinary early innate warriors endured, would be injured or seriously injured if they died.

However, after the black-clothed man was hit by this blow, he didn't stop for a moment after he was gone. A carp straightened up, and immediately stood up again.

Unconvinced, this person rushed forward again, and started a "ping-ping-pong-pong" fight with Zhao Ji. There was a lot of noise, and it was Zhao Ji's turn to be beaten back step by step.

"Innate middle stage."

After fighting with each other for a few moves, Zhao Ji had found out this person's cultivation, he had clearly reached the mid-stage Xiantian realm, much stronger than the previous five Xiantians.

Zhao Ji's cultivation base is still a thin line away from the mid-innate stage, but his combat power is not inferior in the slightest. After using all kinds of unique skills, he did not lose the slightest bit when fighting a warrior in the mid-innate stage.

Not only that, under Zhao Ji's strong attack, that person didn't win well, and was constantly beaten away by Zhao Ji's hard work, but this person's defense seemed to be good, and he was not injured.

"Big guys, let's go together."

Seeing that Zhao Ji was not defeated after dozens of moves, the innate mid-stage martial artist who made the move felt a little bit in his heart, and said in a loud voice, calling for friends.

After the Xiantian mid-stage martial artist made a move, he chose five Xiantians who were watching from the sidelines, and under their call, they made a move together.

The six of them shot together, the weapons in their hands gleamed with cold light, illuminating the dark night sky brightly, although the light was not too conspicuous, it was enough to illuminate the world.

The figures of the six people, like a horse watching flowers, surrounded Zhao Ji without stopping, and sword lights and saber lights completely enveloped Zhao Ji.

(End of this chapter)