"Boom!"

Ji Fengtian's voice was hoarse, but it was like thunder, resounding in everyone's ears.

The sword formation whimpered, and countless rays of light were released, and under the horrified gaze of everyone, an earth-shattering explosion sounded out.

The wind was raging, with the formation as the center, and quickly swept away.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, they never expected that this kind of thing would happen in the end, and they all turned around and flew out as if they were fleeing.

It's just that everyone's worries are obviously unnecessary. As soon as the explosion left the Colosseum site, it was pinched by an invisible palm and thrown out of the sky.

At this moment, the world was quiet, and the surrounding crowd looked at the place of the explosion just now in disbelief, and they didn't expect what had happened.

"Gang, just, what happened just now?"

After a long time, a cultivator finally came back to his senses and stammered and asked.

The person next to him also looked stunned, obviously stunned by this hand.

"It is rumored that there are many immortal cultivators in the human world, they have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and they live in seclusion in all corners of the Qingyun Continent, maybe they are a husband, maybe they are a beggar, and they may be the children of a gentleman. There are also some spiritual practices, which are intangible substances, wandering into the world. A cultivator muttered.

It's just that as soon as his voice fell, a roar sounded, and several rays of light flew out through the dust. The man was dressed in tattered clothes, and was covered from head to toe with dust.

"It's crazy, they're not dead!"

"Be quiet, the alliance between the Aoki Alliance has become closer, and you said that one of them will be encircled and suppressed by the other forces. One of the cultivators trembled, grabbed the person who was talking next to him, and whispered a warning.

After being reminded by this person, the person who spoke before immediately closed his mouth, obviously knowing the seriousness of the matter.

It's just that some people are not ordinary people after all, a young man stepped out, looked at a group of old guys from the Aoki League, and said mockingly: "You really don't have it, so many people, even a cultivator in the early stage of the seventh order can't handle it, I really doubt that you have lived to be a dog for so many years." ”

Hearing the young man's words, everyone was terrified, as if they saw a plague god, and they avoided it one after another.

Similarly, the cultivation of everyone present was extraordinary, and naturally they heard the words of the young man, including the people of the Aoki League in the field. However, their eyes were on Ji Fengtian's body at this time, and they didn't look at the young man at all, but they kept the young man's breath firmly in their hearts, and when they finished dealing with Ji Fengtian, they would definitely settle accounts with the young man.

After a burst of black thunder, the energy in Ji Fengtian's body was finally exhausted, and everyone couldn't feel the fluctuation of energy, so they all showed a sneer.

A few years ago, the juniors of their forces once made a move against Ji Fengtian and killed Ji Fengtian's companions. Although Ji Fengtian in the past made them disdainful, today, killing Qiu Yu and severely injuring Feng Haochen, Ji Fengtian's outstanding performance has jeopardized their interests.

The most important thing is that the two parties are already like fire and water, and they are not dying, and they have to make a move against Ji Fengtian. The better Ji Fengtian performed, the more they wanted to kill Ji Fengtian. Just like a few years ago, the younger generation of their forces made a move on Ji Fengtian.

It's just that Ji Fengtian at this time is not what it used to be, even if he encounters these seventh-order old monsters, he has the power to fight.

Looking at the crazy young man in front of him, everyone's hearts were cold, just now, ten people besieged Ji Fengtian, but Ji Fengtian killed one person in seconds, and now a major cultivator of the Lanyue Sect actually died here.

Although Yuan Ying finally escaped, Lanyue Sect's face was greatly damaged. Moreover, at this time, Ji Fengtian was obviously exhausted, and it was also the best time for them to start.

Regardless of their faces, everyone unfolded their own magical powers and shrouded Ji Fengtian.

Seeing the impact of energy in the sky, Ji Fengtian sneered, a pair of wings flashed behind him, and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Not good!"

Everyone was horrified in their hearts, and Ji Fengtian's strong body sounded one after another, and a wail suddenly sounded, and a cultivator of the Hehuan Sect was beaten back hundreds of zhang by Ji Fengtian's punch, and his mouthful of blood spurted wildly.

Everyone clearly saw that on the cultivator's chest, there was a huge blood hole, and blood flowed down his white clothes. Through the bloody hole in the chest, everyone could clearly see that a broken heart was gradually weakening.

With a flash of light, Ji Fengtian disappeared in place again.

The other people's faces changed drastically, and they all avoided it. It's just that no one expected that the space fluctuated for a while, and Ji Fengtian's body appeared out of thin air, having returned to the form of a normal person, with a pale face without a trace of blood.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Ji Fengtian stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"He's the end of the crossbow!" said one in a low voice, before disappearing in place.

Seeing this, the others rushed out one after another, this time, they didn't believe that Ji Fengtian still had the strength.

Zhuge Qingming and the others' faces changed greatly, and they flew out one after another, heading straight for Ji Fengtian.

Emperor Tian was even more direct, a pitch-black halberd appeared in his hand, and the strength of his whole body gathered his right hand and threw the Great Desolate God Demon Halberd fiercely.

Dongfang Saitama, who was beside the two of them, folded his hands, his mouth squirmed rapidly, and wisps of golden light appeared, enveloping the space where Ji Fengtian was.

It's just that the moment the golden light just appeared, a pitch-black figure appeared, and the black dagger slid down silently and slashed towards Ji Fengtian's neck.

"Shadow Pavilion!" Zhuge Qingming's face was gloomy, his ten fingers were linked, a ray of silver light jumped in his hand, turned into a light arrow, and disappeared into the void, and the next moment, layers of ripples appeared in the space around Ji Fengtian, and the light arrow shot out from it, colliding with the black figure.

It's just that the light arrow touched the black shadow, and after a moment of stagnation, it exploded into a point of light and dissipated into nothingness. The black shadow also stopped for a moment because of this light arrow.

The dagger continued to slide, but with the previous stagnation, Ji Fengtian had an equally pitch-black short sword in his hand, blocking the dagger's path.

"Boom!"

With a dull crashing sound, the short sword fell, and the dagger slashed at Ji Fengtian's neck, making a dull sound.

The black shadow's body shook, and a blank look appeared on his face, and he lost his mind at this moment.

Ji Fengtian was in pain, and smashed it with a punch, knocking the black shadow out alive. It's just that what he didn't pay attention to was that the black shadow's chest suddenly sank, and the domineering fist style only touched the corner of the black shadow's clothes.

Failing to strike a blow and fleeing thousands of miles away is a necessary element for a qualified assassin, this cultivator of the Shadow Pavilion, obviously well versed in it, disappeared in place in an instant.