A round of air cone rain stopped, and the ancestor of the Wen family took it back and looked at Yao Jun and said, "What do you think Zhan Zun is this disciple?"

Yao Junchi did not answer, suddenly stood up, grabbed his big hand, and a hundred feet apart. Xu Yi's feet suddenly lightened, and Yao Wuhui, who was resting on his left foot, disappeared instantly. ◇↓◇↓ Xiao◇↓

Xu Yi was injured but did not kill, because he was deliberately used to intimidate the two soul-stricken ancestors. Although he didn't know whether this plan worked, it was a solution after all.

Unexpectedly, his methods were like a joke in the eyes of the Soul-Striking Ancestor.

Yao Junchi grabbed Yao Wuhui, pinched his closed teeth and lips, raised his hand to send a handful of pills, and looked at Yao Wuhui's left wrist, which was empty, with a white face and a sharp black face, but he couldn't look at Xu Yi, and said coldly to the ancestor of the Wen family, "I only have the head of a scar-faced child, and I don't ask about it. On this matter, I must stand in a place with Brother Wen, which is also a pledge."

After the words were finished, Yao Junchi captured Yao Wuhui and turned into a stream of light and went west.

Yao Junchi made a pledge to be the first, and made an agreement with Xia Zimo for a stick of incense. At this time, the incense had passed, but he failed to capture Xia Zimo, and his pledge was completed.

At this moment, he couldn't touch Xia Zimo, and he didn't even want to get involved with the Scarface Taoist who was related to Xia Zimo.

However, the hatred of Yao Wuxuan has already penetrated his bones.

Yao Wuhui means extraordinary significance to him. He is not only the successor of martial arts, but also the inheritance of bloodlines. What is even more absurd is that the two of them practiced evil deeds and became evil in their fellow practitioners.

At this moment, Yao Wuhui's dantian was completely destroyed, which was also a very difficult task for him, the Soul-Sense Ancestor.

How could he not hate Xu Yi?

However, he was determined to swear to restrain himself, and even snatched Yao Wuhui from Xu Yi, he took great risks. He didn't know if his cultivation level would be further improved in the past, would his inner demons have invaded him from here.

However, I couldn't help but act, so I had to pretend to others.

Therefore, before leaving, I would send a message to the ancestor of the literary master.

But because Yao Junchi knew that the ancestor of the Wen family was cautious by nature. The scar-faced child had Wuji Temple as his backing, and Feng Xifeng was maliciously obstructed. Although the ancestor of the Wen family had deep hatred, he might not be able to take action to destroy the Liao.

Therefore, he made a vow again to induce the ancestor of the Wen family to take action with the same front.

Sure enough, Yao Jun was about to go, and the face of the ancestor of the Wen family changed again. "My son in the west wind, I keep my hands again and again. You are not grateful, but you think you have achieved success. If you are obsessed with it, then it is no wonder that I am."

Feng Xifeng was dressed in white and smiled, "Wenzu's divine power, Feng admired it very much, but today's capture of strange monsters has become a grand event. Since Wenzu and Demon Ancestor have sent their juniors to the scene, why should they go bare-handed and laugh for the world? The Demon Ancestor is worthy of his name and has retreated, why should Wenzu bear the stigma alone?"

The ancestor of the Wen family snorted coldly, "The Emperor Zhan is not as sharp as you!"

Feng Xifeng said, "My teacher has something to say, and he speaks it right. He will do his own thing."

The ancestor of the Wen family shouted angrily, "Warriors can't argue with each other! Junior, take me another spear!"

After a shout, the ancestor of the Wen family held his hands with his hands. A huge spear, as thick as a bowl, was more than meter long, emerged from the palms he held.

The ancestor of the Wen family seemed to have transformed into the Nine Nether Demon God, capturing the Qi Spear and throwing it into the air.

The dark and cold giant spear dragged the long phantom, with a monstrous and fierce power that cut through the void of the sky and shot directly into Feng Xifeng.

Such a mighty and powerful force made everyone in the audience change their color, and even the second master of the Jiang family couldn't help but take a step back, and sweat dripped from his clenched fists in his hand.

Feng Xifeng even began to control the Wugui Divine Sword since the ancestor of the Wen family began to forge the Black Spear. However, when he saw his arms dancing rapidly, he gathered in all directions, the Divine Intention Sword sprayed out one after another of red sword energy, arranged behind him.

Not long after, hundreds of sword energy were arranged in three vertical lines, forming a huge aperture behind it. "The Divine Phoenix Zhan Yu is actually the Divine Phoenix Zhan Yu!" "This is one of the three forbidden moves in the nameless sword, which has been lost for hundreds of years. I will see it today!" "Oh my God, is this really a sword technique on earth? How can the sword energy last for a long time?"

"The mystery must be in the Divine Intention Sword. Don't forget that this sword is rumored to be forged by iron essence!"

“…………”

Just as everyone was screaming, a black giant spear lightning thrust.

"cut!"

Feng Xifeng shouted loudly, and a row of sword energy shot out, hitting the black giant spear head-on.

Amid the dense and terrifying air explosion, the black giant spear indeed showed signs of weakening, and the situation was delayed by the dense sword energy.

"combine!"

Feng Xifeng shouted again, and the rainbow sword energy behind him shot towards the black spear again. In the air, sword energy was combined into three or three, forming a huge sword energy, almost solidifying, and once again facing the black giant spear.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Another dense burst of air explosions, within a radius of hundreds of feet, the rocks collapsed and the giant trees were pulled out from their roots. It seemed that the sky was swaying and uneasy because of this terrifying blow.

After the dense air explosion, the black giant spear was only the thickness of an arm, six feet long, but its glorious power did not diminish at all. It had rushed to Feng Xifeng more than twenty feet in front of him.

Just then, I heard a loud shout, "Destroy!"

The last three thick sword energy that had been condensed behind Feng Xifeng gathered in the air and merged into the Divine Intention Sword, leading the Divine Intention Sword to the original body and slashed straight on the black giant spear.

boom!

Amid the huge explosion, dozens of people with the worst cultivation level blew blood and countless mounts exploded. Many people shouted loudly and fell into the air.

The Divine Intention Sword flew backwards, and the black giant spear had disappeared.

Feng Xifeng held the magic sword in his hand and looked down on the Bahuang, with no sadness or joy on his face and no turmoil in his heart.

"The Great Yue Sword King is well-deserved!"

Jiang Nanxun whispered silently and suddenly looked up, "Uncle II, can you compete with this person for victory?"

The second master of the Jiang family's broad-breasted blushed suddenly, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

"At the age of thirty, only thirty years old, the genius of Dayue is the most prosperous!"

Wu Chenghou recited silently, and said in his heart that such talents must be formed and helped.

"Young man, under the condensation, you are the first person to take the attack of my divine spear. So with this point, I will not blame you for your previous offense and retreat quickly!"

The ancestor of the Wen family shouted coldly, and he was really surprised.

With his current realm, with a previous blow, he would be unable to resist his soul, but the fact is that he was melted by Feng Xifeng. Such a genius is terrifying.

If Yao Junchi had no swearing before leaving, he would have retreated.

However, with Yao Junchi's words, the strange demon and the scar-faced child with a strange treasure were all in a cage, and he could capture him with his hands. How could he give up? "Wenzu must interfere with the matter of the children?"

Feng Xifeng is still calm and gentle.

The ancestor of the Wen family said angrily, "Don't bully people, I don't interfere. If I give up my hand and give you the treasure. If you give me a sweet mouth and a sword, how could the Emperor of War accept you as your disciple."

After a quick glance, the green aura on Feng Xifeng's face flashed and he smiled, "Wenzu, why bother to provoke? There are still strong people and powerful people here, so why are you calm and confident that the strange monster must be captured by someone. Of course, since Wenzu's words are spoken by someone, you can accept it. If you fight for victory at that time, you don't use the Divine Intention Sword. In front of everyone, Wenzu should not believe Feng's words." (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit m.
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