"Feng Yin, are you okay?"
Song Yulong felt inexplicably anxious when he saw Tang Fengyin's bloody and bloody chest as his robe exploded.
Tang Fengyin boldly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said without any care:
"Don't worry, I'm fine, and I think after this battle, my affinity for the wind element and my use of magic will be able to reach a higher level!"
Cai Tiehan also moved while the two were talking. He stepped in front of Song Yulong and Tang Fengyin, and looked solemnly at the three people who were smashing the ice in front of them. trend.
Feeling the huge pressure, Cai Tiehan began to become excited, but the unpredictable outcome of the battle directly ignited Cai Tiehan's blood.
"kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Cai Tiehan ran directly into the three emperors. He knew how powerful the other party was, but he did not hesitate at all.
With the blessing of the wind and the support of ice that appeared from time to time, Cai Tiehan punched without hesitation:
"The cold light shines in all directions!"
The fist's power shook the sky and broke through the sky. The dark green light seemed heavy and far-reaching, and it blasted straight towards the emperor in the center.
That is the second emperor's son Ji Huaikong, a powerful emperor's son second only to Ji Huaitian!
"Well done!"
Ji Huaikong roared loudly, and the pure energy roared out, causing the space to tremble slightly.
Big Sumeru Fist!
The two collided instantly, without any fancy offensive, just a fist-to-flesh collision.
Cai Tiehan punched Ji Huaikong in the chest, and Ji Huaikong used his left arm to cross the ground. The terrifying punch was eliminated invisible in the vibration of space.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Huaikong hit Cai Tiehan's right arm with a big Sumeru fist. Although he was not arrogant, he still wanted to defeat his opponent at his strongest point!
Cai Tiehan reached forward with his left arm and used his left palm to clasp Ji Huaikong's right fist. The right fist was retracted at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and then blasted out again like thunder.
Ji Huaikong looked indifferent and refused to give in. He actually hit Cai Tiehan's right fist with his left fist.
"Rumble..."
The roar sounded, and Ji Huaikong took a few steps back with an ugly expression on his face. He had no idea that Cai Tiehan was really capable of fighting!
However, Cai Tiehan finally stopped after breaking several icicles.
He had the blessing of the wind element, and the coldness of the extreme cold field to boost his fists, but he was at a disadvantage in just one encounter.
Ji Huaikong looked at Cai Tiehan, who was still full of fighting spirit, and said coldly:
"Among the four continents, you are indeed considered a genius, but in our eyes, you are too far behind!"
While Ji Huaikong was talking, Ji Huaili and Ji Huaizhi stepped out at the same time and pressed on Cai Tiehan.
"Since you chose to fight in a group, don't blame us for working together to kill you!"
The two of them used the Great Sumeru Fist at the same time, and the power of their cooperation was unimaginably improved!
Just when Cai Tiehan took a breath and was about to step forward, Mo Xiangyi and Wang Sicheng rushed towards them at the same time.
The cold light of Qiu Shui Dao shone in the sky, and the pure energy in the sword shocked everyone!
Cai Tiehan's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that when they fought side by side again, Mo Xiangyi would also cultivate his true energy!
Although Ji Huaili and Ji Huaizhi had obtained information about Mo Xiangyi, they still felt how powerful Mo Xiangyi was when they were actually under Mo Xiangyi's sword.
Although Mo Xiangyi's level is not as good as theirs, her strength cannot be underestimated.
Especially at this moment, when Ji Huaili and Ji Huaizhi suddenly discovered that the zhenqi they relied on was not unique, their hearts were actually unhappy.
When this unhappiness caused flaws in the cooperation between the two, Mo Xiangyi's sword fell between them.
And Song Yulong also yelled at this time:
"open!"
The ice surface like a barrier appeared directly between Ji Huaili and Ji Huaizhi, directly dividing the battlefield.
Ji Huaili looked at Wang Sicheng in front of him and said strangely:
"Wang Sicheng, as the guard of Tianchi City, you are also the direct commander of the imperial dynasty. Why are you standing on the opposite side of us now!"
Ji Huaili looked at Wang Sicheng jokingly and asked as if he were in a position of superiority.
They didn't even take Song Yulong and the others seriously, let alone Wang Sicheng, who was only at the early stage of the spiritual level.
"Although I chose to become a guard to repay the kindness of the city lord, more importantly, it was to protect the people of Tianchi City and to kill more monsters to avenge my parents!"
Ji Huaili said somewhat unexpectedly:
"Then you should join us and wait until one day to reach the imperial level and command thousands of soldiers to wipe out the forest of monsters!"
Wang Sicheng looked at Ji Huali calmly and responded in the same joking way:
"Doesn't that mean that if I fail to reach the imperial level in this life, then I am destined to be unable to take revenge in this life?"
"Today, there are only three emperors who have reached the imperial level, and I am just a little spirit person. How can I dare to compare with the emperors!"
Ji Huaili's face also turned gloomy and he said coldly:
"Since you know that you can't compare with the Emperor, why do you still dare to stand against us!"
Blood-red brilliance bloomed in Wang Sicheng's pupils, and the almost tangible murderous intent was bone-chilling and cold.
But what was different from before was that his eyes were still clear, and he still remained rational despite the extreme murderous intent.
"Because all my efforts are just to be able to do what I want to do, instead of living like a slave!"
This obviously means something.
"Hmph, some people can at least stay alive if they lower their heads, while some people hold their heads high, but they are destined to be short-lived ghosts!"
"There is clearly a road to the sky in front of you, but you still want to take the narrow path. But since you have made your choice, then suffer death!"
Ji Huaili's eyes when looking at Wang Sicheng were still dull. He did not regard Wang Sicheng as an opponent who could fight with him at all.
Of course Wang Sicheng saw the disdain in Ji Huaili's eyes, but he didn't want to argue. Instead, he said calmly:
"Cultivation of inner strength or true energy only represents the level of the basic level, but it is far from the basic level that determines the level of combat power!"
Ji Huaili looked at Wang Sicheng with a sneer and said:
"Of course, it's not just true energy that is far more pure than internal energy. We also have techniques that far surpass earth-level martial arts, and the Great Sumeru Fist is just one of them!"
Wang Sicheng looked at Ji Huali and said nothing. As the blood in his eyes continued to appear, blood-red inner energy came out of his body, revealing a bloody and murderous feeling.
"kill!"
Wang Sicheng, bathed in bright red inner energy, rushed towards Ji Huaili first, and used his right hand to strike Ji Huaili's chest with a claw.
"court death!"
Ji Huaili scolded angrily, and then struck Wang Sicheng's claws with his Big Sumeru Fist.
Boom boom boom!
The sky was filled with shadows left behind by fists and claws clashing, and the two of them were constantly separated by the clashes and then collided again.
Wang Sicheng's cultivation, martial arts and even the purity of his inner strength were not as good as his opponent's, so after dozens of rounds he was suppressed and at an absolute disadvantage.
The skin on all his fingers was torn, and blood burst out from all of them, exposing the white phalanges, but he didn't even blink, as if he couldn't notice the pain at all.
Ji Huaili, on the other hand, was elegant and graceful, and his golden armor was not stained by dust or the blood spilled by Wang Sicheng.
"A waste like you deserves to be dealt with by this palace!"
Ji Huaili continued to use the Great Sumeru Fist to press towards Wang Sicheng. Given the absolute strength gap, he was not even willing to use other stronger techniques.
Wind elements gathered towards Wang Sicheng, wanting to increase Wang Sicheng's speed.
But Wang Sicheng directly dispersed those wind elements without even thinking about it.
Although he is at an absolute disadvantage, what he wants is to use his own combat power to kill his opponent!
Fighting everywhere, Wang Sicheng was at an absolute disadvantage and fought to the death. Cai Tiehan also felt uncomfortable. Even with Tang Fengyin's blessing and Song Yulong's cooperation, he was still bleeding when facing the strongest Ji Huaikong.
As for Song Yulong and Tang Fengyin, they started a long-range battle with Ji Huairen and Ji Huaiyi. This is the most common way of fighting between magicians.
The competition is about the strength of mental power and the longevity of magic power. Song Yulong and Tang Fengyin know that they may not be as good as Ji Huairen and Ji Huaiyi in terms of magic power, but they have absolute confidence in the strength of their mental power.
If magic power is compared to an arrow, then mental power is like a crossbow. As long as the mental power is exhausted, no matter how pure the magic power is, it is impossible to cast magic out of thin air.
Therefore, with the tacit cooperation between Song Yulong and Tang Fengyin, although they were slightly at a disadvantage, they still had the energy to assist Cai Tiehan.
Everyone was fighting hard, but there was one battlefield that looked particularly strange.
Ji Huaizhi looked at Mo Xiangyi, who was dressed in black and looked extremely elegant, and a strange thought appeared in his heart.
So when things were going on in other places, he was talking to Mo Xiangyi with great interest.
"Mo Xiangyi, you are extremely talented and possess the Earth-level Feng Minling Mansion. Now you have practiced powerful techniques and walked a different path. Even compared to us, you are only slightly worse!"
Mo Xiangyi responded impatiently:
"I don't know how you can tell that I'm so inferior to you!"
"Since you are so well-informed, how come you don't know how many years you have been practicing, and how many years I have been practicing!"
Ji Huaizhi looked at Mo Xiangyi seriously and said:
"Since the Qinglong Secret Realm, your life trajectory has changed. The biggest reason is probably Yiran, and our information does not mention when you started to follow our practice system."
"If you insist on saying that you are not as good as us, maybe you really won't be willing to accept it, so how about we take a gamble?"
Mo Xiangyi asked bluntly:
"What's the bet? And what's the bet?"
Ji Huaizhi's eyes swept across Mo Xiangyi's body, looking at Mo Xiangyi's face and expression, and said with ill intentions:
"We happen to have quite a few personal maids in our palace. If someone from the same realm defeats you, we won't kill you. All you have to do is be willing to be imprinted with the slave mark and become our personal maid."
Mo Xiangyi's eyes were cold and he said:
"But what if I win!"
Some people died, but not completely...
