"I can't beat him. Ji Jiu's words were very direct.

"Then why are you here?"

"I owe you a favor, and I think it's fitting to come at this time. Ji Jiu said.

"Then you're not afraid that your empress will be angry?"

Ji Jiu frowned when he heard this, spread out his palms, and expressed his helplessness.

And at the moment when he turned to look at the old monk.

A black ripple rippled around his body like a stream of water, and then the ripple turned into a wave, constantly lapping against the void around him.

Ji Jiu began to draw his sword, his hand was empty, but his right hand stretched out from his chest. In his right hand, a pitch-black hilt appeared, and a thick flame aura of murderous intent was attached to his chest.

For a moment, the sound of the entire long street was quiet.

A strange aura that Lin Ji hadn't even felt before Zhijing continued to expand as Ji Jiu drew his sword, and thick black essence continued to gush out of his chest. Then it continued to turn into a sword body in Ji Jiu's hands.

It was as if he was pulling a pitch-black bone out of his body.

His movements were slow.

But the picture is very weird.

When the pitch-black sword in Ji Jiu's hand finally appeared at the tip of the sword, he drew the sword and finished, at the moment when the tip of the sword was separated from his body. Hundreds of black lines were pulled, and then the shadow of a figure was pulled out of his body.

With this sword, Ji Jiu seemed to have pulled out his soul.

Immediately after that, the pitch-black sword in his hand popped softly.

The space in front of the old monk suddenly burst out with a little essence light, and then the black essence light skyrocketed.

With this black essence light, a strange force continued to impact the space where the old monk was.

Pieces of glass-like crystal light scattered and splashed in all directions, as if many mirrors were shattered at the same time.

The figure of the old monk completely disappeared there.

In the next moment, when he appeared in everyone's eyes, he had already appeared less than seven feet in front of Ji Jiu.

Rumble!

The old monk frowned unprecedentedly, and his entire body and staff burned violently like never before, exploding outward, and then with his simple and violent cane, the flames rose again, forming a flame furnace around his body, and then the entire flame furnace was like a drop of water, flowing down from his staff, and the space shook again, leaving Ji Jiu Cover inside!

The pitch-black long sword in Ji Jiu's hand disappeared instantly, his single palm was slightly erected, and a subtle black essence flew upwards where the pitch-black long sword disappeared.

His whole person was divided into black and white from the middle, the left half of his body was so black that he couldn't see his face clearly, but the right half of his body was dazzlingly white, shooting out ten thousand rays of light, and a terrifying force condensed into a line, cutting this furnace from it!

The old monk's brow furrowed deeply, he had never seen such an attack. And in his mind, he didn't know how to resolve it at all, although his realm was much higher than Ji Jiu in front of him, it was difficult to tell the winner in a moment.

He thought so, but he didn't waste a minute as the golden staff swept through the air in front of him.

A golden streak appeared in the air.

There was a soft snort. It seemed that the staff had touched Ji Jiu's body.

A scorch mark appeared on Ji Jiu's chest, and his entire body kept flying backwards, but his feet were always close to the ground and sliding.

And where the soles of Ji Jiu's feet touched the ground, there was always a layer of black gas, and a terrifying force kept falling on the ground under his feet, causing countless spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the ground.

Ji Jiu was shocked.

He was a little puzzled by how powerful the staff that the other party had drawn casually was so powerful.

And Zhijing was also a little shocked, it was difficult for him to understand that his attack had obviously hit the opponent's body, but the opponent had forcibly dissolved the power that penetrated deep into the body in a strange way.

Ji Jiu was flying back, and Zhijing was standing still.

This picture fell on everyone's eyes. It seems that Ji Jiu is not the opponent of the old monk.

However, at this time, Zhijing, Lin Ji, and Nangong Han found that they were on the path of Ji Jiu's retreat. In the countless spiderweb-like cracks that bloomed on the ground. There is some hidden essence that is constantly tumbling and surging.

When the old monk found out about this, he didn't wait any longer, because he didn't want to give this strange man any time to prepare.

He drew his rod again.

The attack that had just injured Ji Jiu was a light swipe in the air. And this time, he simply raised his staff and slashed down at Ji Jiu in front of him.

The air in front of him suddenly became extremely hot.

Even people hundreds of feet away felt the heat wave coming to their faces.

However, what is shocking. The power at this time surpassed all the power that Lin Ji had seen the old monk exert before.

At this moment, many exclamations naturally sounded.

The fiery staff in the old monk's hand burned.

This unprecedented heat. It first came from the burning of the staff in his hand.

And this burning is like a real thing, and it starts to burn from the inside out!

It's just an unusually pure slash, but the temperature rises violently. It brings about a furious increase in power.

There is no room for manoeuvre.

In this instant, his attack turned into a raging flame, and then he held this raging flame and slashed towards Ji Jiu.

But that's just the beginning.

The essence in his body and the essence of heaven and earth. They all began to burn, transforming into a terrifying heat.

Puff puff...

There was a burst of explosions in the air.

Even the snow on the ground seemed to be burning.

The entire space seemed to be imprisoned by the old monk's fire intent, but there were still heaven and earth spirits around that were frantically drawn over.

Before taking a breath. Ji Jiu's face was extremely calm, although he was sure that he would fail, but he didn't expect that failure would come so quickly.

Because it is the best attack of the world. He simply couldn't match it.

But he didn't give up.

An indescribable cry of pain burst out of his mouth.

"Ah............h

All the essence in his body burst out, and countless black flowers bloomed in the space, and the power that burst out between these flowers did not move forward, but only wrapped his body.

Then wait for the old monk's blow.

Lin Ji felt the strong heat in front of him, and wanted to do something for Ji Jiu, but he couldn't do anything after all.

The people of Canghai City subconsciously retreated. The most primitive fear in my heart made the legs of these people who were not afraid of death begin to tremble.

The snow in a radius of nearly 100 feet was swept away, and there was not even water left. The courtyard of the Wuhou Mansion was razed to the ground by the shock wave that followed this attack. The old men fell to the ground, and it was clear that the force was too much for them to bear.

And Ji Jiu, who was at the center of the entire battle group, after the endless flames had dissipated. Finally revealed his figure.

Ji Jiu didn't fall, but he didn't stand still either, but knelt on one knee where he had just stood in battle. The wounds on his body from the previous battle collapsed with tremendous force, but they were scorched and solidified by the high temperature, and a strange fragrance wafted in the air.

And the coagulated bloody clothes covered with countless new blood on his seven orifices are extremely worrying to look at.

He lowered his head, raised his head with great effort, and calmly looked at the old monk not far in front of him, wanting to pull out his sword from his chest and continue to fight. But after several attempts, they failed, and the black light dissipated before it could converge. There is no strength at the beginning.

The old monk's face was slightly pale, but this did not affect that he was still the only one standing up in this battlefield.

He was like an invincible king, looking down at the dying ordinary people, and his eyes leaked with contempt.

"I .................. That's all I can do for you. Ji Jiu's voice was a little lonely, but he didn't regret it at all, he wanted to turn back, but he found that he had already lost the strength to turn back, and then he simply collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

"Lin Ji, do you have any other helpers?" The old monk pursed the corners of his mouth, collapsed from Ji Jiu's body, and then really stood in front of Lin Ji.

This time, there was finally no one standing between the two of them.