After that, Su Fan didn't wait for Yintu and Xue Wuchao to react, and flew towards the west of the city.

"Su Fan ......"

Xue Wuchao shouted at Su Fan from behind, but Su Fan's speed was ridiculously fast, and in the blink of an eye, he flew away without a shadow.

"This guy is still doing exactly the same thing as before, coming and going like the wind!"

Xue Wuchao sighed in a tone that was beyond his reach.

......

At this moment, in a street in the west of the city.

The huge prisoner cart overturned on the street, and the iron fence outside the prisoner cart was broken, revealing an opening that could be drilled in and out by one person.

A middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, stepping on the overturned prisoner car, carrying a black knife, slowly helped out the scarred Ma Wenhuan in the prison car.

Around the prisoner's cart, there was a mess, and the monks from both sides were fighting each other.

The number of one of them is small, only a few dozen, but these dozens of people are all at the master level, and they suppress the other side to death.

The smaller side was none other than those of the Ma family, and it was the Brotherhood Alliance monks led by Wu Dongsheng who were fighting against them.

These dozens of members of the Ma family are all core members of the Ma family, and among them, the person with the lowest cultivation level also has the eighth level of soul venerable.

On the other hand, although the number of monks of the Brotherhood League led by Wu Dongsheng exceeded twice that of the Ma family, the overall strength was more than one level lower than that of the Ma family.

Wu Dongsheng's strength is the highest on the side of the Brotherhood Alliance.

It may be that after many life and death trials in the Colosseum, Wu Dongsheng's combat power has also been greatly improved.

On the Ma family's side, there were several monks from the Soul Venerable Realm who faced Wu Dongsheng, but they all returned with a feather.

Not only that, Wu Dongsheng even injured a Ma Family Tianzun.

Perhaps Wu Dongsheng's performance was too conspicuous, and soon, the Ma family was replaced by a Soul Saint master to fight against Wu Dongsheng.

There was an insurmountable huge gap between the Soul Venerable and the Soul Saint, and after a while, Wu Dongsheng was defeated in front of the Ma Family Soul Saint.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the monks of the Brotherhood League who were traveling with Wu Dongsheng immediately rushed forward one after another, wanting to save Wu Dongsheng.

Seeing that Wu Dongsheng was about to get out of the battle, at this moment, Ma Wenhuan, who was rescued, said to the middle-aged man with a national face: "Dad, you must not let Wu Dongsheng go, all the injuries on the child's body are all due to him!"

It turned out that this middle-aged man was Ma Wenhuan's father, Ma Jing, the fourth master of the Ma family!

"Huan'er doesn't need to worry, this Wu Dongsheng can't escape!"

There was coldness in Ma Jing's eyes, and as soon as he kicked his feet, he was kicked out with a volley.

Rumble!

An extremely sharp energy was generated from Ma Jing's feet.

With a strong impact, he broke a deep trench on the ground and slammed it in the direction of Wu Dongsheng.

In an instant, dust rose from the sky!

Half of the entire street has been turned into potholes!

The earth trembled, shaking the crowd, and all the faces turned pale!

Bang! Bang!

In the face of Ma Jing's terrifying flying kick, the monks of the Brotherhood League, led by Wu Dongsheng, could not support it in an instant.

The dozens of monks who stood in front of Wu Dong's ascension were directly impacted and vomited blood.

A human-shaped defense line about four or five meters long was torn out in an instant!

Wu Dongsheng's face changed drastically, and Ma Jing's strength made him feel hopeless.

Bang!

I only heard a muffled sound come out, and the energy that was coming towards Wu Dongsheng was suddenly pinched and exploded by a palm that appeared halfway!

"Ma Jing, I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for a long time, and your strength has improved a lot, but your strength has improved, why did you start bullying the juniors, aren't you afraid of causing the world to laugh?"

A figure walked out slowly from behind Wu Dongsheng, it was Jia Wuzeng, one of the three chief elders of the Brotherhood Alliance!

"It's Elder Jia!"

"Great, Elder Jia is here, now look at how arrogant those Ma family members are!"

"Dare to hijack the prisoner's car, the Ma family obviously doesn't take the laws of our brotherhood alliance into account!"

The monks of the Brotherhood cheered, and many of the surrounding onlookers echoed suit.

"Jia Wuzeng, it's actually you!"

As the so-called enemy was very red when he saw him, seeing Jia Wuzeng appear, Ma Jing immediately became angry: "Okay, you surnamed Jia, you still dare to appear in front of me, today I will get rid of you and avenge my nephew!"

Jia Wuzeng is the murderer of Ma Hanliang, although Ma Hanliang is not a descendant of Ma Jing, but Ma Jing's love for Ma Hanliang is not weaker than Ma Wenhuan.

"Take your life!"

After speaking, Ma Jing roared, jumped up from the cage, clenched his fists and rushed forward, and hit Jia Wuzeng directly.

"Hehe, you want to kill the old man, you're still far away!"

Jia Wuzeng raised his palm with a relaxed expression, and thousands of holy powers surged, turning into countless golden silk threads, and wrapped around Ma Jing.

Bang!

Ma Jing's fists were like steel poured, and he instantly smashed into a large piece of golden silk thread.

However, this seemingly ferocious punch is under the defense of layers of silk threads, and the more you go inside, the weaker it becomes!

Until the end, Ma Jing was shocked to find that half of his body had unknowingly fallen into the silk thread, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free!

"Flame Dance!"

In desperation, Ma Jing directly displayed his martial arts, and the black knife behind him was unsheathed in a flash, spinning and flying in the dark flames, directly cutting all the large pieces of golden silk threads!

"Jia Wuzeng, your time of death has arrived!"

Ma Jing jumped out, grabbed the hilt of the knife with his backhand, and unleashed a hundred meters of dark flames!

The golden thread was directly burned into the air, and the black flame seemed to turn into a dancer, dancing wildly on the blade!

"It's raining from the sky!"

Looking at the menacing Ma Jing, Jia Wuzeng no longer kept his hand, and immediately showed his tricks.

Endless golden energy threads erupted from his palms and floated in the air, as if the golden silk rain that would never dry up densely swept towards Ma Jing's blade.

Rumble!

Two completely different energies slammed together, and an unusually strong shock wave erupted in an instant!

The dark flames, and the vast golden drizzle, are entangled in the void, and the battle is inexorable!

In the whole space, sometimes there is golden light everywhere, and sometimes it is covered by dark fire, this strange scene makes everyone's hearts beat faster.

Thundered!

At this moment, a cluster of dark flames wrapped in golden wires fell into a tall building on the side of the road, and the tall building instantly exploded into pieces, and a large amount of wood smashed into the pile!

These woods were originally extremely ordinary, but after being blessed by two powers, they directly became high-risk substances!

Hundreds of monks died in an instant under these high-risk woods, their bodies were completely gone, and their bodies were evaporated by the ultra-hot energy!

(End of chapter)