Jiang Ziwen has the power of wind and thunder, and as soon as he makes a move, he will be stormy, lightning and thunder.

Wu Feng's body has a phaseless bone, controlling the Netherworld Flame, the flame is invisible, but in Wu Feng's hands, the Netherworld Flame has thousands of postures.

Jiang Ziwen stood in front of the main hall, on the thousand-step stone steps, condescending. With a wave of his hand, several thunderbolts slashed towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng stood on top of the underworld, under the stone steps, and used the phaseless bone to drive the netherworld flames to blast upwards.

When the dark purple thunder and lightning and the dark green flames meet, the sky is dark, and the sand and rocks are flying, although there is no difference between heaven and earth in the underworld, and there is no earth and ash, but now it is still full of smoke and dust.

This is the first time the two have played each other in the field, although they are evenly matched on the surface, Wu Feng understands that the first time he fights, he will fall into the disadvantage. The other party is Yama, who has controlled the underworld for hundreds of years, and he is just the son of the little-known Hades Emperor, and many people in the Three Realms have never heard of Wu Feng.

Through the smoke and dust in the sky, Wu Feng climbed the stairs, taking three steps and making two steps. At the same time, the Netherflame was re-condensed and turned into a long knife, and the Netherworld Flame burning behind it gradually began to condense.

The countless skeleton armies brought by Wu Feng were also divided into three routes, forming a siege of Jiang Ziwen's Xuanyuan Palace. Of course, I don't expect these netherworlds to knock down the Xuanming Palace, if Jiang Ziwen doesn't die, the Xuanyin Palace will be unbreakable.

The netherworld flames behind Wu Feng finally condensed into an entity—a pair of flaming wings. In an instant, Wu Feng was only a dozen feet away from Jiang Ziwen. He could even see a faint smile on the corner of the other person's mouth.

Jiang Ziwen was indeed laughing, because he thought it was ridiculous, the idea of fighting against me from a long distance and taking the initiative to switch to close combat did not seem to be any problem on the surface, but he was the king of Qin Guang, and this was not only the underworld, but also his Xuanyuan Palace. Casually entering the opponent's home stadium is not a wise move to look at.

Wu Feng's thinking is very clear, if he can't fight from a distance, he has to fight in close quarters, he has never thought about it so much. Just like Liu Shuang said, this "son" who came out of nowhere doesn't look like he's very smart.

"Get up!" Jiang Ziwen waved his hand, and several thunderbolts slashed at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's long knife was horizontal in front of his chest, and the flames collapsed and re-condensed into a shield.

Although the shield was not split, Wu Feng was repulsed, and it seemed that he would not be able to break through to Jiang Ziwen's side in a short period of time.

"You lost. Jiang Ziwen said with a smile.

This is the Xuanming Palace, the territory of Jiang Ziwen, the king of Qin Guang, I saw him stretch out his finger, volley a little in the air, and the thousand-level stone steps broke through the air and turned into a cage to trap Wu Feng inside. With a wave of his right hand, countless thunderbolts and lightning slashed towards Wu Feng from all directions.

Around the Xuanxia Palace, countless netherworld armies have already surrounded the Xuanyin Palace. At this time, if there were people nearby, they would see that a considerable part of the dark green flames burning on the Netherworld were converging towards the top of the Xuanxia Palace, like a hemisphere and a large bowl covering the Xuanyuan Palace underneath.

Those Netherworld Flames naturally did not want to cover the Xuan Netherworld Palace, but gradually converged towards Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's defenses had gradually collapsed, and Jiang Ziwen's wind and thunder power was obviously not something that could be resisted by relying on a pair of wings formed by Netherflame and a shield, so Wu Feng began to summon Netherflame at the first time.

Looking at the overwhelming Netherworld Flames, Jiang Ziwen also had to be cautious, constantly gathering the power of thunder to bombard Wu Feng with one hand, and blocking the swept Netherworld Flames with the energy of the wind with the other hand.

Now that the field is at a stalemate, no one can be sure whether Jiang Ziwen's thunder power will blast Wu Feng into scum first or the Netherworld Flame will first converge on Wu Feng and help Wu Feng break through the cage.

This battle attracted the attention of the entire underworld from the very beginning, and the first to react were two of the ten palace Yamas - Bao Zheng, the king of the Yama of the Jilun Palace, and Bi Yuanbin, the king of Bian Cheng of the Mingchen Palace, who were the closest to the Xuanyuan Palace of Jiang Ziwen, the king of Qin Guang. Also as the Ten Hall Yamas, the two of them naturally have full confidence in Jiang Ziwen, but anxiety will inevitably appear in their hearts.

Bao Zheng walked out of the Jie Lun Palace and looked to the south, as if he wanted to see the situation in the Xuanming Palace. In the palace tomorrow morning, Bi Yuanbin was lying on the couch, his brows tightly locked.

All the people of the Ten Palaces have been waiting for hundreds of years, waiting for the lion of the Emperor of Hades to grow old, waiting for him to find out that he is old, and then he will be attacked, and then he will be suppressed like the end of a strong crossbow. Hundreds of years have passed, and the male lion is inevitably weakened and aging, but has always remained calm.

Now, the long-awaited trouble came, but what was waiting for was not the old and weak male lion, but an obscure lion cub. But the key is that although the lion is small, it still deserves the title of the king of beasts - Wu Fengdi is stronger than expected, which makes the Ten Hall Yama can't help but start to have self-doubt. Doubt the judgment before that.

The Immortal Emperor is constantly weakening, but the speed of the weakness cannot be determined, no one dares to be sure, no one dares to be sure. Now even a son of the Emperor of the Underworld can kill a group of ghosts with his own strength, and then single-handedly challenge the six Dao Tantuo Dizang, annihilate the Buddha nature, and cut off the head of the Buddha. In such a situation, who would dare to say that he would be able to defeat the one in the temple of Hades? There is a saying in the world - a camel is bigger than a horse.

The Ten Hall Yamas had to continue to wait, and there was no other choice, because they were not sure how weak the Immortal Emperor was now, and the most important thing was that the Heavenly Emperor could not be sure if the Immortal Emperor was weak enough now.

Since this is the case, the Ten Hall Yamas are forced to continue waiting.

Wu Feng was also waiting, he was waiting for the overwhelming Netherworld flames above his head to gather on him.

Jiang Ziwen was also waiting, he was waiting for the power of thunder to completely kill Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's defense was about to completely collapse, and the power of thunder was still bombarding, but those Nether Flames were unable to break through Jiang Ziwen's wind energy for a long time.

In the Netherworld Palace, Liu Shuang's eyes were thousands of miles, and he could see the battle in the Xuanyuan Palace clearly. When Wu Feng borrowed the phaseless bone from him, he saw Wu Feng's determination to die, and he concluded that Wu Feng would not die because Wu Feng did not appear to die at that time. However, now, looking at Wu Feng in the Xuanming Palace, Liu Shuang faintly saw a trace of death appearing, so he began to be anxious, began to be restless, he felt a little guilty, a little ashamed.

Liu Shuang's expression is very funny now, and there are many complex emotions on his face, but more importantly, he is hesitating, he is hesitating.

After gradually mastering this body, Liu Shuang has always had a feeling that he is very weak now, and he is getting weaker and weaker. It's a feeling of loss, as if you're losing something.

The battle in the Xuan Netherworld Palace continued, the first thunder broke through Wu Feng's defense, and next, there will be more and more thunderbolts breaking through Wu Feng's defense, in short, Wu Feng will definitely die if this continues.

Liu Shuang suddenly felt very ashamed, he asserted that Wu Feng would not die, but Wu Feng was going to die now, so he began to be ashamed, began to be ashamed, began to be angry, so he began to be angry! Liu Shuang no longer hesitated, he decided to do something. But thousands of miles away, what can Liu Shuang do?

Liu Shuang didn't know what to do, what he could do, and then he stopped thinking of himself as Liu Shuang—he was the Netherworld Emperor! What would the Netherworld Emperor do in this situation? What would he do?

The aura in Wu Feng's body gradually became disordered, and the thunder that broke through the defense just now was raging wildly in his body, and he was now equivalent to being attacked inside and outside. On the one hand, he had to resist Jiang Ziwen's continuous ** thunder offensive, and on the other hand, he had to distract himself to suppress the thunder raging in his body, and at the same time, he had to strengthen the collection of netherworld flames. If the Nether Flame could not be collected into his body, then it would be meaningless for him to hold on for long under Jiang Ziwen's attack.

The second thunderbolt broke through Wu Feng's defense, and Wu Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood. But at the same time, Wu Feng thought of what to do, how to break through this situation that was becoming more and more unfavorable to him.

Seeing Wu Feng spurt out a mouthful of blood, Liu Shuang thought of what to do.

"Although there is such a son inexplicably, and the brain is not very easy to use, but you call me so much dad, I can't see death without help. Be a father, be generous!" In the Netherworld Palace, Liu Shuang comforted himself like this.

Jiang Ziwen looked at Wu Feng, who was struggling to support, and couldn't help but mock: "Give up, this king may be happy, leave you a whole corpse." ”

"As you wish!"

Wu Feng gave up his defense, yes, this was the way he thought of to break the game. No more distractions and all your energy on summoning the Nether Flames.

Countless thunderbolts slashed at Wu Feng's body, and at the same time, the overwhelming Netherworld Flames broke through Jiang Ziwen's wind energy and converged towards Wu Feng.

"Kill yourself!" Although Jiang Ziwen was shocked by Wu Feng's decisiveness, he still did not spare the slightest.

In the Netherworld Hall, Liu Shuang stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the Xuanyin Palace.

"Awaken!"