"Descendants of the Ji family!" Blood spilled from the corners of the Yin Silver King's mouth, and the golden remnants of his robe flew in the storm.

He shouted angrily at the two figures in the sky.

"Angry, the Yin Silver King is actually angry," the woman's heart trembled when she saw this scene.

She had never seen the Yin Silver King so angry, and even on the Yin Silver King's face, there was rarely an excessive expression.

What does this mean?!

The woman clenched her fists excitedly, looking up at the two figures standing in the storm, like spears, and at this moment her heart became taller.

"Ji Wuye, this guy looks like he's angry," Ji Wushuang twisted his neck, still unfinished.

Zhang Zifeng raised his eyebrows with a ruffian, and said, "Miscellaneous, I have been pretending to be for me just now, and I have put up with him for a long time." ”

"Okay, wait a minute, trample this crumb, strip him of his clothes and parade through the streets!" Ji Wushuang's body sank, and suddenly stepped on his front foot and approached the Yin Silver King.

Zhang Zifeng snorted and followed.

The two brothers have a clear division of labor, Zhang Zifeng's fist techniques are staggered, and the punches are punched out with force, and the void is violently distorted.

Yin Yin King's face was gloomy, and the twelve flying swords recondensed, and the sword struck the fist to produce the power of shaking the earth.

For a while, the strength of the Yin Silver King, as the God Emperor Yizhongtian, was actually beaten back again and again by the two of them.

"Bastard!" Yin Yin King was extremely irritable in his heart, he didn't expect to be killed, because of Ji Wushuang's joining, the combat power of the two soared.

Although Zhang Zifeng provided the power of perversion for a short time, he was infinitely close to the God Emperor Yizhongtian, and there was still a big gap compared to the Yin Silver King.

But under the perfect cooperation with Ji Wushuang, he secretly complained.

I only saw Zhang Zifeng step on his front foot, and with a punch of the dragon breaking the wind, he slammed away.

Yin Yin Wang Gang was shocked and cracked?!

"What?" Yin Silver King's face changed drastically.

"Where are you looking?" Ji Wushuang came close to him, and followed with one foot.

Suddenly, he only saw the qi shattering in response to the sound, and the Yin Silver King snorted, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, splattering thousands of broken stones.

"Poof!" The Yin Silver King spat out a mouthful of blood and crawled out of the pit staggeringly, looking at the two of them with a pale face.

The horror of the Ji family's bloodline is perfectly reflected here.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two of them moved again, and the Heavenly Fist Shadow mercilessly struck on the Yin Silver King's recondensed Qi.

The Twelve Flying Swords of the Yin Silver King couldn't capture the figures of the two at all, and under such intensive suppression, blood sprayed wildly.

", it's so powerful?" The woman in the distance was shocked.

I only heard a miserable scream from the Yin Silver King, and this time his Gang Qi was once again overwhelmed and shattered under the power of the two of them.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, after the Yin Silver King had borne a punch from the two of them, he shot back, slashing a golden trajectory in the void, and finally sturdy on the mountain, and his chest was pierced by sharp rocks.

The whole person is like a kite with a broken string, hanging on it.

On the other hand, Zhang Zifeng and Ji Wushuang's fighting spirit was monstrous, and there was no intention of weakening at all.

"Kill him now!" The ancestor of the Ji family ordered.

"Good!"

Zhang Zifeng's eyes froze, and he took the lead in moving.

"Fuck off, what do you think you are, less proud!" The Yin Silver King's face was extremely angry.

I saw him break free, not caring about the blood hole in his chest at all, and suddenly the twelve flying swords unfolded like a peacock opening the screen, and shot towards the two of them.

A sword came, Zhang Zifeng and Ji Wushuang cooperated perfectly, turned into lightning and went to both sides, and in the next second, they had already come to the Yin Silver King.

Zhang Zifeng took the lead in attacking, smashing in the air with a punch.

The figure of the Yin Silver King retreated, deliberately distancing himself from Zhang Zifeng, but Ji Wushuang suddenly swept over Zhang Zifeng's head and kicked the Yin Silver King in the face in horror.

The Yin Silver King snorted, burst back, and rolled down the hillside in embarrassment.

"It's too strong, it actually suppressed the Yin Silver King, a god emperor, to such a point," the woman clenched her fists excitedly.

At this moment, she even thought that the Yin Silver King's limit was approaching.

But......

That's when something changed.

I saw that Zhang Zifeng and Ji Wushuang were about to step forward and make a final kill, when suddenly the Yin Silver King covered his face and giggled as if he was crazy.

Suddenly, the Yin Silver King raised his head, extremely angry and impatient, and said, "Enough, you two stinky monkeys, are you crazy, I am the Yin Silver King, kneel down for me!" ”

The two of them were stunned, but they were actually stunned by the inexplicable words of the Yin Silver King.

"This guy has a brain problem?" Ji Wushuang said with a smile, "Miscellaneous, have you broken your brain?" ”

"That's it, that's it," Yin Yin King sighed and said with a relieved face, "Originally, I didn't plan to use this trick, but since you two are looking for death today, it's no wonder that I'm not going to blame!" ”

Suddenly, the Yin Silver King clenched his fists, as if he had changed into a different person.

"Give me back the load!" Ji Wushuang stepped on his front foot and was about to kill.

"Wait!" A drop of cold sweat ran across Zhang Zifeng's forehead, and he suddenly grabbed Ji Wushuang.

"What are you doing?"

"Something is not right," Zhang Zifeng's face was ugly, because in the last second, his five senses of the Qi Emperor's bloodline sensed that a very terrifying power in the Yin Yin King's body was awakening.

"You're too late to react, give me a confession," the Yin Silver King smiled proudly and spread his arms.

"Boom!"

A ripple spread out in his body, and then he saw that the Yin Silver King's body began to change violently.

"What is this?" Ji Wushuang's face also changed.

Under this sudden earth-shaking murder, the two felt a terrifying sense of oppression.

Even the whole earth shook violently, as if a beast was about to break free.

"Not good!" The woman seemed to understand something, her face turned pale, and she said, "It's a blood sacrifice, get out of there quickly, it's a blood sacrifice!" ”

"What?" Zhang Zifeng's heart trembled.

"Blood sacrifice, that is the forbidden technique of the Martial God Temple, which can make him go berserk in a short period of time, and his strength soars, which is very terrifying!"