Ji Bochang was slightly stunned. Zhao Wuxu was so straightforward, but at the same time he didn't give him face.
He laughed dryly:
"It doesn't matter, Zhao Wuyi, if you're not free, just ask your brother Zhao Wuliang to do it for you!"
Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice:
“We don’t have time, if you keep pestering me, I will yell that the Supreme Bone is here.
Ji Bochang, you don’t want to be targeted again, right? "
Ji Bochang's eyes twitched, and Zhao Wuyang directly grasped his current weak point. He really didn't want to be targeted now.
He smiled stiffly and nodded:
"Since you guys are not free, Brother Zhao, I won't bother you anymore."
He turned around with a smile, suddenly his body flashed, and he slapped Zhao Wuliang with a palm.
If he had only one chance to take the lead now, he would definitely test Zhao Wuliang.
Because Zhao Wuliang gave him an extremely contradictory feeling. The contradictory feeling of disgust and desire from the heart made him eager to know the answer.
So now he suddenly struck out, hoping to catch Zhao Wuliang off guard.
"boom!"
Ji Bochang's palm wind was directly stopped by Zhao Wujiang before he could get close to Xuanyuan Jing.
Zhao Wujiang's eyes were cold. He didn't believe that Uncle Ji would often be scared away by his words. Since he deliberately sought them out, he would definitely not give up.
Sure enough, Ji Bochang seemed to be submissive and ready to leave, but in fact he became violent and took action.
The two of them struck each other with their palms, and their cultivation exploded, creating a howling wind.
The roar of the palms clashing subsided, and the two of them each took a few steps back.
People from the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty gathered around, Li Chunjun pointed his dark sword at an angle, and Lin Xiaoke and Linlang were filled with evil spirits.
The two sides are at war with each other.
"My hands are itchy for a moment, please don't blame me, Brother Zhao!" Ji Bochang laughed loudly, with a domineering look on his body. He raised his hand and grabbed the sky, grabbed his heaven-level magic weapon Overlord Spear, and shot him with a powerful aura. The coveted Zhao Wuliang threw it away.
Zhao Wujiang protected Xuanyuan Jing with one hand and retreated, his heart becoming more solemn. It seemed that Ji Bochang's main target was Jing'er.
But he couldn't understand why Ji Bochang was targeting Jing'er.
He grasped the head of the spear with his other hand, and felt a strong buzzing sound and burning pain in his palm.
Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows suddenly became angry, and the demonic and spiritual energy in his body surged. A purple vertical mark appeared between his eyebrows, like a third eye.
At the same time, a phantom about ten feet tall appeared around him, which was the appearance of the demon god.
Xuying smacked the air within a foot in front of him with both hands, blocking Ji Bochang, who was using the spear offensive to cover up and bully the powerful Qi in front of him.
People from the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty also fought with Li Chunjun and others, and the melee began.
Ji Bochang's attacks were blocked one after another. He did not become angry with shame. Instead, his eyes became a little hotter and he laughed:
"Zhao Wuyang, you are indeed very strong and you did not disappoint me!
It's a pity that I, Uncle Ji, am invincible at the same level! "
His eyes were instantly filled with golden light, like the angry eyes of a Buddhist vajra.
The Immortal Dynasty of the Great Zhou Dynasty is immortal!
He did not underestimate Zhao Wuyang, even though he knew that Zhao Wuyang could never be his opponent, he did not take it lightly and used Immortal Body as soon as he came up.
Even if the immortal body he has now successfully cultivated is not perfect, it is definitely not something that Zhao Wuyan can handle.
Zhao Wuyang couldn't handle it, so he was invincible!
Ji Bochang twisted his waist, his elbow roared into the wind, and hit Zhao Wuhuang's door with one elbow.
When the Immortal Body is deployed, his body becomes the most powerful weapon!
"boom!"
Zhao Wujiang reacted quickly enough. He backed away the moment Ji Bochang's eyes lit up with golden light, but Ji Bochang's simple elbow hit him on the demon god's appearance.
In an instant, cracks appeared in the phantom of the demon god.
Ji Bochang didn't use his spiritual energy at all. He jumped up like a dragon, spun around, added strength again, and struck Zhao Wuyan's demonic form with another fierce elbow.
"boom!"
This time the banging sound was particularly clear and crisp, the cracks in the Demon God's Dharma Appearance spread directly, and the ping pong shattered.
