Yu Zhuo on the side was shocked when he felt this majestic aura, Jing Mingdong actually hid this back hand, which he didn't expect. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, Ji Hai asked Jing Mingdong to even take out this backhand, and the enmity between Ji Hai and the Jing family was settled.

Yu Zhuo originally felt that he was alone and lonely, and wanted to bring down the Jing family, making him a little powerless, the Jing family may be nothing in the Nine Hidden Hidden Palace, but he is also nothing in the Jing family.

No matter whether Ji Hai can survive or not, if he can give the Jing family a chance to make revenge, Yu Zhuo will not let it go.

Immediately, Yu Zhuo watched coldly.

Mrs. Thousand Evils also didn't make a move, although the strange man wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Mrs. Thousand Evils, and the strange man roared again and again, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of Mrs. Thousand Evils.

If the strange man could use the power in his body, maybe the Thousand Evil Lady would not be able to trap the strange man at all, but now this strange person naturally can't break free at all.

And Ji Hai, who was dealing with this majestic aura head-on, did not change his expression at all, and lines appeared on his fists.

In an instant, it collided with the dry palm, and at the same time as it made an earth-shattering roar, the sound wave rolled away, and the huge impact entrained the power of this ten thousand jun.

Boom, boom, boom.

Several people except Yu Zhuo who were closest to the battle group all retreated in this impact, and the nearby big tree was uprooted and hit the next big tree in this impact, knocking the big tree in two.

In the roaring whirlwind, the white air waves rolled and dispersed.

Ji Hai took more than ten steps back, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but his gaze showed a strange glow, the other party seemed to be powerful, but what could be summoned by Jing Mingdong was only in his heyday.

I saw that the dry palm, after bearing Ji Hai's punch, cracks appeared in the palm.

The old man's voice was angry and said, "Junior, the old man remembers you, wait for the Jing family's anger!" ”

As the man spoke, his outstretched palm collapsed and disappeared into thin air as a bits of light.

At the same time, the blood mist slowly dissipated.

This blood mist seems to be used to summon the seniors of the clan, and when the seniors collapse, this blood mist will naturally dissipate.

Jing Mingdong felt the dissipation of the blood mist, and his face was suddenly shocked, and he took the next step and fled into the distance.

Fortunately, when the Jing Family Ancestor and Ji Hai were fighting just now, the impact made the people around him retreat a little, and even Yu Zhuo retreated a few feet in the end, otherwise, he might have been intercepted by Yu Zhuo as soon as he came out.

At this time, no one will stop him.

With a whoosh, he rushed straight into the dense forest.

This scene was extremely fast, at this time Ji Hai had just gained a foothold, and when he saw Jing Mingdong fleeing, Ji Hai snorted coldly, and there was a flash of lightning under his feet.

The figure flashed in the direction of Jing Mingdong's escape, and after only two flashes, Ji Hai's figure had already appeared at the mouth of the forest where Jing Mingdong left.

The next moment, Ji Hai's figure completely disappeared into the forest.

Yu Zhuo didn't chase it, and Mrs. Thousand Evils didn't chase it either, but the strange man broke free from Mrs. Thousand Evils at this time, and chased towards Ji Hai at a very fast speed.

As for that Ma Jin, because of the impact just now, his fat body turned out of the distance, maybe because of the impact that made him wake up leisurely.

Seeing this, Yu Zhuo walked over.

By the time the strange man chased into the forest, the roar of battle erupted in the distance.

The strange man was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had come to the place where the battle was heard.

I saw Ji Hai grabbing Jing Mingdong's neck with one hand, looking at Jing Mingdong indifferently.

At this time, Jing Mingdong's face was covered with blood, his clothes were broken, Ji Hai had never been a kind woman, and his hand was pinched hard at this time.

Click.

Jing Mingdong's throat bone was shattered, and Jing Mingdong had a trace of regret in addition to the resentment on his face.

Ji Hai let go of his hand, and Jing Mingdong collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, a shadow appeared nearby, for some unknown time.

At this time, he slowly floated over.

For the first time, he made a sound out of his mouth.

His voice was jerky, as if he hadn't spoken in years.

"Rebel, repair, die!"

After he said these four words intermittently, he rushed towards Ji Haiyi.

In the middle of the Martial King Realm, although Ji Hai was jealous, he was not afraid, after all, even if he couldn't win, he could still do it.

Ji Hai did not hesitate, let alone retreat, and walked towards the other party in a step.

While Ji Hai raised his fist, he shouted in a low voice: "Regret the fist!" ”

Suddenly, the ripples spread out, and they went towards the mausoleum keeper with a roar.

Bang bang bang, the ripples hit the mausoleum keeper, making a muffled sound.

The mausoleum keeper seemed to have nothing to do, and raised his hand to grab Ji Hai.

Cold clouds eclipse day.

At the same time as the mausoleum keeper grabbed out, suddenly a majestic mysterious force condensed, this mysterious power was like a cloud, overwhelming, the next moment, a wolf howl sounded throughout, a white-haired giant wolf rushed out of the clouds, it was this rush out of the same time, it had already come to Ji Hai in front of it.

Raising his cold claws, he grabbed Ji Hai.

Ji Hai raised a finger and pointed towards the white wolf's paw.

"Withered Finger, Withered Finger!"

Sou.

A black light shot out from Ji Hai's fingertips, directly piercing the white giant wolf's claws, and piercing towards the white giant wolf's head.

There was a muffled bang.

The white wolf's head collapsed directly.

At this moment, a huge claw condensed from the sky, and came towards Ji Hai with a rumbling sound.

"Heavenly Remnant Corpse Claw!"

As soon as the paw print came out, all the mysterious power in the surrounding air surged towards it, and the paw print expanded out of thin air again, and the giant claw was deep cold, with endless coldness, as if three sharp blades were grabbing towards Ji Hai.

Ji Hai's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand and smashed it into the sky.

Dao ripples rose to the sky, and with a roaring sound, they greeted the giant claws.

Bang bang bang.

Ripple breaking.

Paw prints are still there.

Ji Hai raised his hand and flipped over a sword in his hand, this sword was simple and unpretentious, as if it was just an ordinary sword weapon, but in the next moment, a monstrous sword light emanated from this sword, Ji Hai slashed towards the sky, and suddenly a sword light roared, and where it passed, the air buzzed continuously, making a sonic boom sound.

There was a stab.

The paw prints were split in half, collapsing in half, setting off a monstrous storm that swirled in the sky above.

Ji Hai turned to look at the mausoleum keeper.

The mausoleum keeper's eyes looked at the sword in Ji Hai's hand, and Ji Hai seemed to see a trace of fear in his godless eyes.

"You, how can you have his sword!"

His voice was hoarse, and he muttered.

"Who is he? Whose sword is it? Ji Hai looked at the mausoleum keeper and asked repeatedly.