Ji Huaitian slapped Ji Huaiyi on the face and cursed seriously:
"Calm down, the battle is not over yet!"
"Supernatural power and true energy have indeed given us a higher foundation, but it does not mean that we have the strength to be proud of our peers."
"You have to know that this battle is not only for the old men behind you, but it also represents the emperor's father's attitude towards the four continents!"
Ji Huaiyi looked startled, but immediately calmed down. He looked at his elder brother seriously and said firmly: 33
"I know, this battle is not just for myself!"
After saying that, he stood up again, looked at Tang Fengyin in the distance who looked pale due to excessive mental energy consumption, and said leisurely:
"Young Master Feng is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men. If it hadn't been for my eldest brother, that blow just now would have killed me."
"It's a pity that I survived after all, but do you really still have the ability to take action now?"
Ji Huaiyi's expression was a little cold. Although his consumption was not small, he was still much stronger than Tang Fengyin.
"If you lose, you lose. You can't stop my attack, and you don't know how you dare to talk to me in this tone!"
Tang Fengyin, who was full of decadence, finally hardened up after Ji Huaiyi got rich, and began to mock Ji Huaiyi in a tone full of disdain.
Ji Huaiyi pursed his lips, but said coldly:
"So what if you beat me, can you really get out of this trapped dragon formation alive?"
"And look at your brothers, oh, by the way, there's also Wang Sicheng who eats everything, he's probably going to die!"
Tang Fengyin looked over there in horror, and then he remembered that he had used all the wind elements to kill Ji Huaiyi, and Cai Tiehan, who had lost the blessing of the wind elements, would surely fall into a more dangerous killing situation.
Tang Fengyin raised his head and looked at the battlefield in the distance. He was about to use his domain again to support Cai Tiehan, but his head suddenly started to tingle.
That was a sign of mental exhaustion. Tang Fengyin had reached his limit!
"Isn't this possible? Then I'm going to kill you!"
Ji Huaiyi slowly walked towards Tang Fengyin, completely devoid of the humiliation of his recent defeat, only filled with the pleasure of revenge.
But at this moment, Song Yulong came to Tang Fengyin's side, then took out a pill from the space ring and stuffed it into Tang Fengyin's mouth without hesitation.
But the moment the elixir was exposed, everyone smelled the strong medicinal fragrance and looked obsessed.
"Is that the elixir? It's indeed a good thing!"
"Yes, this inheritance must fall into our hands!"
Those old men didn't hide the greed in their eyes at all, and directly expressed their feelings without any hesitation.
"That old guy Cao Cheng has also received the inheritance of alchemy. This time he was summoned to the imperial court. If he is willing to hand it over, it's fine. If not, hehehehe..."
Many old men laughed coldly, as if everything was under their control.
Tang Fengyin took the pill that Song Yulong stuffed into his mouth, and then he remembered the "blood-building pill" that Yiran had given them in the restaurant in Tianchi City.
It was a life-saving pill. Tang Fengyin didn't expect that he wouldn't use it at that time, but now it was the pill that Song Yulong fed him.
He did not go to thank Song Yulong because that was meaningless.
Tang Fengyin immediately sat down cross-legged, enduring the sting in his mind, and constantly activated his magic power to digest the power of the elixir.
Although the Shengsheng Hematopoiesis Pill is a pill for recovering injuries, it does not mean that it has no effect on mental power, so Tang Fengyin quickly felt the sense of relief in his mind.
Ji Huaiyi looked at Song Yulong who was standing next to Tang Fengyin, with a solemn look in his eyes.
Just now, it was because he easily broke through Ji Huairen's wall of fire that he created such an opportunity for Tang Fengyin. But at this moment, the opponent showed no signs of exhaustion, which further illustrates the opponent's strength.
Ji Huaiyi did not intend to take action against Song Yulong. At this moment, Tang Fengyin was recovering from his injuries and Song Yulong was unable to escape. This also resulted in Song Yulong being unable to support the distant battle.
They were not sure about taking down Song Yulong, and they didn't know whether Tang Fengyin still had the ability to fight to the death. But at this moment, even if they didn't take action, they were still holding the two of them at bay.
So they directly turned their gaze to the distance and sneered at Cai Tiehan and Wang Sicheng who were bleeding.
Wang Sicheng is not weak, especially after controlling the bloodthirsty power, he cannot feel pain, and his speed, reaction and strength have reached a new level.
Especially the bright red inner energy, although it is still not as pure as the true energy, it is much purer than the inner energy condensed by ordinary earth-level skills.
That is to say, his cultivation level is a little lower than Ji Huaili's, otherwise the battle situation would really not be one-sided.
As soon as the battle between Tang Fengyin and Ji Huaiyi ended, Wang Sicheng and Ji Huaili fought again.
Wang Sicheng's cultivation was suppressed, his martial arts skills were suppressed, and the only thing that could surpass Ji Huaili was his bravery that was not afraid of death.
But the more brave he is, the more it means that Wang Sicheng is constantly getting injured, and this is not a long-term solution, it is constantly overdrawing his own vitality!
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Wang Sicheng kept roaring, and the blood energy emanating from his body was almost so rich that it would even make ordinary people feel sick.
However, Ji Huaili's Big Sumeru Fist could easily shatter the blood energy of Wang Sicheng's protective body, leaving a series of fist marks on his body.
"Hehehe, if you can cross the border and fight with all your strength, who else will practice hard!"
"Fighting to the death will only make you die faster."
"Originally I wanted you to live a little longer, but the battle over there requires me, so I won't play with you anymore!"
After saying that, Ji Huaili used the Big Sumeru Fist again to hit Wang Sicheng.
Wang Sicheng instinctively felt the approach of death. The blood-colored aura in his body boiled crazily, and he roared like a wild beast:
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Ji Huaili looked disdainfully at Wang Sicheng, who was fighting for his life, with a ferocious smile on his lips.
"Die!"
He punched Wang Sicheng in the chest, but what surprised him was that Wang Sicheng had no intention of avoiding it at all. He just turned slightly sideways and let the punch hit his shoulder blade.
"Kakaka!"
Although the crisp sound of bones exploding was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
Ji Huairen and Ji Huaiyi both sneered, but Ji Huairi frowned.
He didn't understand why Wang Sicheng didn't dodge, or even made any move to block.
But then he saw Wang Sicheng vomiting blood and smiling, bending his right arm and hitting the side of his head with his elbow.
Ji Huaili felt the pulling sensation from his fist, and immediately understood Wang Sicheng's strategy of losing both sides.
He showed a ferocious smile and roared:
"Comparing cruelty, right? Then let's see who is more cruel! Since you are so anxious to die, then I will give you a ride."
Ji Huaili ignored Wang Sicheng's elbow hitting the side of his head and instead hit Wang Sicheng directly in the face with his left fist.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time.
Ji Huaili's head was hit sideways, while Wang Sicheng's head was tilted back, and blood began to flow from all the seven orifices.
Ji Huaili forced Wang Sicheng's elbow to turn his face away, and then spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm on Wang Sicheng's chest.
"Fighting against me? That's ridiculous!"
Life and death were on the line, and no one expected that Wang Sicheng would launch such a desperate offensive against Ji Huali at an absolute disadvantage, so that Mo Xiangyi, who was free, transformed into a sword and flew over, too late to save Wang Sicheng. Back.
After being hit directly in the face by the big sumeru fist, everyone felt that his life had come to an end when they looked at Wang Sicheng who had tilted his head back and remained still for a long time.
"kill!"
Mo Xiangyi transformed into a sword and cut at Ji Huaili with a sweet cry.
But before the Dao Gang fell, Ji Huaikong, who had knocked back Cai Tiehan with one punch, fired a punch and shattered the Dao Gang.
Mo Xiangyi was extremely anxious, but she still turned her attention to Ji Huaikong. She knew that with Ji Huaikong blocking her, she would have no chance to pass.
But she was different from Ji Huaitian. For the support of those old men, Ji Huaitian could endure the death of his brothers, but she, Mo Xiangyi, couldn't.
Even if she is a comrade fighting side by side, she is not willing to abandon them easily.
Yi Ran, Song Yulong, Cai Tiehan, Tang Fengyin, and even Wang Sicheng who came to everything later, each of them is such a person, so they can truly come together and trust each other!
"Wang Sicheng, hold on!"
Cai Tiehan was vomiting blood, but he still couldn't help but roar.
His hair was draped loosely over his shoulders, and the battle suit made of high-level spiritual materials was torn to pieces by the fists. The fist marks left on Cai Tiehan's body could even be seen through the suit.
The blood seeped through his white teeth, dyed the damaged uniform red, and then continued to drip onto the ground. It was so tragic.
Ji Huaikong has already reached the limit of the middle spiritual stage, and can even enter the late spiritual stage at any time, while Cai Tiehan has just entered the middle stage of the spiritual stage.
Although they seem to be in the same realm, when coupled with the difference between true energy and inner strength, the gap is really disappointing.
But Cai Tiehan didn't. He blocked the opponent's attacks time and time again, like an indestructible barrier.
Even though he was bleeding continuously, he still did not fall down and was blocking the enemy's progress.
And even under such circumstances, he was still worried about Wang Sicheng's situation.
They had not been in contact for a long time, and their relationship was not strong, but fighting side by side twice made Cai Tiehan truly recognize Wang Sicheng.
"Wang Sicheng, don't you still want to kill all the monsters to avenge your parents? How can you fall here like a coward!"
Cai Tiehan roared.
Mo Xiangyi looked sideways at Ji Huaikong, still looking for an opportunity to rush into the battlefield between Wang Sicheng and Ji Huaili while holding the Qiu Shui Knife in his hands.
"Wang Sicheng, you have to hold on!"
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Sicheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shook, and then all the blood that had been released rushed back into Wang Sicheng's body.
The next moment, Wang Sicheng's body shot up like a spring and hit Ji Huaili's head directly with his head.
"Bang!"
The two people's heads collided with each other with a shocking roar. The two people flew out at the same time, and then fell directly to the ground motionless.
Some people died, but not completely...
