Ji Feiyu's sudden appearance surprised everyone present.
Ji Feiyu is famous both inside and outside the vast East China Sea. Although he is not a sword master, he is better than a sword master.
His swordsmanship is superb and has reached the state of enlightenment. It is no exaggeration to say that he is invincible in the realm of saints. He has even defeated the Holy King without defeat. He and the Holy King Fuchen are always known as the two masters of the East China Sea.
Now, the sudden display of the Holy King's power is even more surprising.
"Why did she come? Did she leak the news?"
"Depending on the situation, they must have set up an ambush in advance. This is not good."
Burning Heaven Holy King and others' faces darkened, and they looked around in panic.
"That's great. Fellow Taoist Feiyu can come to help, so the leader of the alliance has nothing to worry about."
The two white-robed elders, as well as the people loyal to the Holy King Fuchen, all looked surprised at this moment.
Although Ji Feiyu only has the cultivation level of a junior holy king, these are not important.
What matters is her identity, Wuji Holy Land!
"Haha, it turns out to be Fellow Taoist Feiyu. I wonder if your Holy Master is okay. The two Supreme Elders of our sect are quite concerned about him."
After Lan Ji was stunned for a moment, she put on a smiling face and greeted her again.
Although Ji Feiyu's arrival was unexpected, it was also reasonable.
As the overlord who has ruled the East China Sea for 100,000 years, no matter how the Wuji Holy Land is, it is still a skinny camel bigger than a horse. The most important thing is that there is a super strong man who suppresses luck, the Wuji Holy Lord!
Therefore, Lan Ji did not panic, and her words were full of temptation.
"Humph, my tutor is very good, I won't bother you!"
Ji Feiyu snorted coldly, his face very serious.
She knew very well that the two supreme elders of the Corpse Yin Sect mentioned by Lan Ji were also powerful quasi-emperors, and they had participated in the battle that besieged the Wuji Holy Lord a hundred years ago.
She still harbors an unforgettable hatred for this.
But Lan Ji was as careful as her hair, and the city was extremely deep. When she heard it, she knew that Holy Lord Wuji had not come, and she felt relieved immediately.
In fact, she had already calculated that with the current situation of Holy Lord Wuji, it would be impossible for him to personally take action and spend his remaining original power for the sake of minions like them under the Great Sage.
"Haha, I wonder if your famous Holy Son of Wuji is here, but we have known each other for a long time."
"I haven't seen you for so many years, but I still miss you so much."
Lan Ji suddenly changed the topic and glanced at Ji Feiyu and others expectantly.
"Sage Wuji Su Chen? Is he here too?"
Everyone was startled and looked around.
Su Chen's recent actions have already shocked the world, and his reputation is so great that almost no one in his generation can match him except for the Amaterasu, who was born out of nowhere.
However, Su Chen, after disguising himself, remained seated.
Even Bai Jinnu was very confused and didn't know what Su Chen was waiting for.
"Hmph, there's no need to talk nonsense. I'm here today and I will never let you hurt Senior Fuchen!"
"If you know what you are looking for, go back to Xizhou immediately, otherwise you will die without a burial place!"
Seeing the whisking Holy King whose aura was gradually fading, Ji Feiyu was filled with murderous intent and directly changed the topic.
"Fellow Taoist Feiyu, you seem to have made a mistake."
"As far as I am concerned, you are also an enemy, so you might as well die!"
Lan Ji suddenly sneered, revealing her murderous intent.
boom!
The two old men in black robes under her command rushed forward again, carrying the mighty power of the Holy King with the potential to destroy everything.
"Then fight!"
Ji Feiyu shouted loudly, his momentum rose sharply, and he held the holy sword in his hand to attack him head-on.
Buzz!
The holy sword light continues to bloom in the torrential Yin Qi, releasing the sacred power to purify evil and obscurity.
Above the sky, sometimes dark clouds cover the sun, and sometimes the sword breaks through the clouds.
However, Ji Feiyu was not a sword master after all, and not long after he broke through to the Holy King, he was indeed unable to defeat a strong man from the Corpse Yin Sect who also had a strong foundation, and was quickly knocked back.
"Formation!"
Upon seeing this, the saints of the Wuji Holy Land drew their swords one after another, activated their holy power, and constructed the Wuji Sword Formation.
Huchichi...
The surging sword energy, like the Milky Way falling down, lingered around Ji Feiyu's body, making her look like a peerless swordsman descended from the nine heavens.
"The rainbow penetrates the sun!"
Ji Feiyu, whose momentum was greatly increased, suddenly struck with a sword, leaving a huge space-time crack in the sky.
Poof!
The two old men in black robes spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time and flew out. A terrifying sword mark appeared on their chests, and they were almost cut off at the waist.
Under the Wuji Sword Formation, Ji Feiyu was filled with sword energy, causing thousands of swords to contend, as if he had entered the realm of the Saint King of Sword Dao.
This made the Burning Heaven Saint King and others, who were much more advanced than her, feel a fatal threat, as if another Whisk Saint King was pressing over their heads.
The terrifying sword force was like a tide, and the depressed people could hardly breathe.
"As expected of a direct disciple of Holy Lord Wuji, he has some tricks."
Lan Ji shouted coldly, raised her foot and stepped on it, and the white jade coffin below suddenly opened.
Huchichi...
The torrential Yin Qi surged out like a tide, filling the sky instantly, and the world was filled with coldness, as if it had become the underworld.
boom!
The next moment, a white figure suddenly rushed out from the jade coffin, like lightning, and instantly blasted towards Ji Feiyu.
Clang…
Ji Feiyu subconsciously blocked the horizontal sword, and a trembling sound suddenly erupted.
The terrifying power blasted the holy sword into a huge arc, and then passed through the sword body to Ji Feiyu's body, causing her to vomit blood and fly away as if she was struck by lightning.
"what is that?"
"What a terrifying power, almost like some ancient ferocious beast."
Everyone couldn't help but shudder in the fierce aura that filled the sky.
However, the white figure had no intention of stopping there and continued to attack with a torrent of evil energy.
Puff puff puff...
The Wuji Sword Qi, which was as dense as the Milky Way, was like paper in front of him, and was all washed away.
Boom!
The next moment, a huge roar shook the space.
The terrifying destructive power blasted away Ji Feiyu and more than a dozen powerful men from the Wuji Holy Land who had formed a sword formation.
Defeated in one blow, the power is comparable to that of a powerful sage!
"one person?"
"No, there is no breath of life, only the breath of death. It should be a war corpse!"
At this time, people saw clearly that the white figure was actually a war corpse covered in white scales.
Those white scales were as crystal clear as jade, with mysterious runes flashing in them, and waves of terrifying fluctuations that made one's heart throb.
"The white jade war corpse, this is the invincible war corpse that can only be refined from the body of the great sage who molded the golden body!"
A white-robed elder realized something and exclaimed.
The great sage fights corpses!
Just four words were enough to make everyone present tremble with fear and fear.
