Ji Wuye, are you ready? ”

A proud voice moved forward behind Zhang Zifeng, and the next second he stood in front of Zhang Zifeng.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the flying sword mixed with the powerful killing machine has arrived.

And he also moved, only to see him form a finger with one hand, and it actually catapulted out at the moment when the flying sword arrived.

Next Second......

"Boom!"

A terrifying impact erupted with one finger, and suddenly the flying sword was directly shattered back.

"What!" Yin Yin King's eyes froze, and he looked at this person incredulously, and said, "Who is it?" ”

A wicked smile crossed his lips, and he tore through his coat with one hand, revealing his incomparably strong and perfect body.

Suddenly, a terrifying force distorted from the inside out, and the void twisted.

He was like a furnace full of magma, boiling hot, with endless power.

Behind him, Zhang Zifeng shook off the blood on his face, also showed a smile, slowly stood up straight, and also tore his clothes with one hand, shoulder-to-shoulder with this person.

I only saw that the two of them acted in unison, their eyes were the same, and their smiles were carved out of a mold.

So the two of them replied to the Yin Silver King with a confused face.

"Descendants of the Ji family, Ji Wuye!"

"Descendants of the Ji family, Ji Wushuang!"

The two of them spoke in unison, and their proud voices carried an indescribable inspiring power, instantly shattering the despair that lingered in the space of the Martial God Temple.

The woman under the ruins stared at everything in front of her with wide eyes.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, as if she had seen a flower.

"Who...... Who is Zhang Zifeng? The woman was surprised.

Yin Yinyin's expression sank, and he immediately sneered, "Do you think one more is great, today I will take two waste sacrifices first." ”

Suddenly, twelve flying swords reappeared in the sky, and the rolling golden tide was mighty, causing the heavens and the earth to change color and hum loudly.

On the other hand, hundreds of zhang away, the two brothers of the Ji family looked indifferent.

Ji Wushuang glanced at Zhang Zifeng, frowned, and said lightly, "I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing, it's the first time I've seen it." ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled, "It looks like it's getting stronger." ”

Ji Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "I am already the strongest person in the Ji family's bloodline, and I am invincible in the fifth order, understand?" ”

"How strong?" Zhang Zifeng stared at the twelve flying swords, and his expression sank more and more.

"If you want to fight against the God Emperor, you naturally have to have the strength of the God Emperor, otherwise I won't be delayed."

Ji Wuye looked at Zhang Zifeng and said, "Okay, don't take out the bloodline of the Emperor Qi and be embarrassed, to deal with this kind of Qi warrior, our Ji family's bloodline is the nemesis!" ”

"I already have the power of the God Emperor Realm," Zhang Zifeng said.

Seeing that the two of them could still chatter at this juncture, the woman was stunned.

"Don't worry, today's humiliation, Lao Tzu can't swallow it, come, the ancestor will help!" Suddenly, the voice of the ancestor of the Ji family sounded in the tenth layer of space.

I only saw a blood-colored mist lingering on Ji Wushuang's body, and he aimed his left hand into a fist at Zhang Zifeng.

Zhang Zifeng was stunned, he could obviously feel that the ancestor of the Ji family actually existed in Ji Wushuang's body?

"Ancestor?" Zhang Zifeng was shocked, "Didn't you leave?" ”

"Stinky boy, the reason why this Martial God Temple has not dared to make a move against the Ji family for thousands of years is because there is another God Emperor in this world, that is, Ancestor I."

"Stretch out your hand," the Ji family ancestor ordered.

Zhang Zifeng looked confused and didn't know what he meant.

Ji Wushuang smiled, "If you want to stretch out your hand, what are you afraid of?" ”

Zhang Zifeng did not hesitate, and punched Ji Wushuang's fist,

On this pair, I suddenly saw the blood mist burrowing into Zhang Zifeng's body in an instant, and then a violent force surged in Zhang Zifeng's body.

At this time, I only heard the ancestor of the Ji family and said, "Well, the kid's physique is enough to withstand part of my strength, and it is enough to be promoted to the power to resist the God Emperor Realm in a short period of time." ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly heard Zhang Zifeng let out a miserable scream, and a thunderous explosion broke out in his body.

"The ancestor of the Ji family?" Yin Yin King's eyes condensed, his front foot stepped on, and twelve flying swords erupted in unison, but the voice of Yin Silver King stirred between heaven and earth, "Just a wisp of soul, the ancestor of the Ji family dares to appear?" Today, I will let the Ji family be cut off here. ”

"Just? What is it," the ancestor of the Ji family smiled proudly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the blood mist in the sky sink suddenly, and then two slender figures emerged from the blood mist.

Zhang Zifeng felt the terrifying power in his body incredibly, so terrifying that his whole body trembled.

At this time, although his body was very painful, like a balloon filled with water, the temporary strange and familiar power in his body was genuine.

"This ...... Is it the power of the God Emperor? The corners of Zhang Zifeng's mouth outlined a look of excitement, and he looked at his fist blankly.

"Die!" The Yin Silver King had already been killed, and twelve flying swords lingered in it, and the gravel flew wherever it passed, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

Seeing this, Zhang Zifeng sneered, and then glanced at Ji Wushuang.

I only saw Ji Wushuang's body sinking, grasping the ground with both palms, making a starting motion, and then said, "Old rule, I attack him on the lower plate, attack the upper plate, is it okay?" ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled slightly, his body sank, his palms grasped the ground, the two of them were like charged tigers, and two pairs of cold eyes stared at the Yin Silver King who was killed.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two brothers spoke in unison, and suddenly moved.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them kicked the ground with their feet suddenly, and the mountain range could not bear this terrifying explosive force, and they instantly cut off their waists, and rolled towards the abyss with a roaring sound.

The figures of the two were so fast that they were outrageous, and they burst out in an instant.

The woman stood up, glared at the beautiful woman, and said, "So fast! ”

"Look for death!" The Yin Silver King's golden eyes condensed, and the twelve flying swords were mighty, turning into twelve five-clawed dragons, opening their bloody mouths and biting away.

Zhang Zifeng smiled contemptuously, because of the Ji family ancestor's soul enhancement power, he felt that he had unprecedented power.

"It's good to come!" Zhang Zifeng drank violently, but instead of dodging, he punched out the void.

In the next second, I saw the five-clawed dragon transformed from the flying sword let out a mournful roar, and it was actually shattered with a punch.

"What?!" Yin Yinwang's expression sank and he was surprised.

He also thought that he could break his own sword with his strange power alone.

Looking at Ji Wushuang's side again, it was another punch, and a five-clawed dragon was already killed.

"Just ants!" The Yin Silver King was extremely angry, and with a wave of his palms, he frantically controlled the flying sword.

But it was too late.

At this moment, whether it was Zhang Zifeng or Ji Wushuang, their speed and strength had reached an appalling level.

The five-clawed dragon couldn't catch half of it.

Only a few screams were heard, and the twelve flying swords were killed one after another.

The flying sword shattered once, and the Yin Silver King's face became ugly.

"No!" The Yin Silver King roared angrily.

I only saw that the last two flying swords were crushed by the two brothers with one hand, and suddenly the Yin Yin King's blood was churning, spurting blood wildly, and the whole person fell on the top of the mountain like a kite with a broken string.

The shattering of the soul vein undoubtedly injured him seriously.

At this time, he looked at the heavenly dome, which was like a Shura-like twin, and his heart was not only angry, but also fearful.