Zhang Jian's body retreated violently, and in the face of a crazy sublimation realm powerhouse, it was obviously unwise to fight hard.

But even if he wanted to retreat, but Huang Feng Ancestor's speed was too fast, and he had teleportation, although his teleportation distance was only thirty zhang each time, but at this moment he went crazy, without any scruples about backlash, teleported continuously, and came to Zhang Jian in the blink of an eye.

Huang Feng Ancestor's claws were extremely sharp, and they had grabbed Zhang Jian's chest before, making Zhang Jian's chest dripping with blood, and at this moment, he grabbed it again, directly grabbing Zhang Jian's head, as if he was going to blow his head up.

"Teleport!"

Zhang Jian held the white spire in his hand, and suddenly teleported, the teleportation distance of the white spire was only three zhang, but Huang Feng Ancestor definitely didn't expect Zhang Jian to be able to teleport, after all, this is a special ability that can only be mastered by the Sublimation Realm.

Therefore, the furious blow of the Yellow Wind Ancestor was missed.

How could Zhang Jian let go of such a good opportunity, he teleported behind the Yellow Wind Ancestor, and the Mixed Yuan Umbrella suddenly cut down.

Bite!

The piercing sound of gold and iron rang out, and the sharp sword of the Mixed Yuan Umbrella slashed through the back of the Yellow Wind Ancestor, making his flesh and blood blurred, and his bones were white.

A terrible scream came from the mouth of the Yellow Wind Ancestor, fortunately, he was physically strong, although he was seriously injured, he was not killed, his figure flashed, and he teleported away.

All of this was between lightning and flint, faster than lightning, and before everyone could see what was happening, the Yellow Wind Ancestor was severely injured.

"Ancestor!"

Huang Tian and the rabbit-eared girl shouted in panic, at this moment there was only worry on their faces, and there was a trace of remorse, if they knew that Zhang Jian was so strong, they would definitely not provoke.

"Was that teleportation just now? Teleportation isn't only available to the powerhouses of the Sublimation Realm, could it be that this person is the Sublimation Realm?"

"It's such a quick sword, I didn't even see it clearly, Huang Feng Ancestor was actually seriously injured!"

"What is the origin of this person, are we going to witness a miracle today, with the strength of the Transformation Realm, to defeat the Sublimation Realm?"

Everyone was in an uproar and discussed, and everyone was shocked by the strength shown by Zhang Jian.

At this moment, on the seventh floor of the Peony Pavilion, there was a trace of anxiety between Sima Qingyun's eyebrows, and there was a slight black air flow floating in his pupils.

However, Nangong Feng on the side also held the purple bamboo jade flute slightly in her palm, if Sima Qingyun made any moves, she would stop it.

All this was naturally seen by the Nine Emperor Princes, and he was also anxious in his heart, Zhang Jian had not yet used the power of Kunpeng, which made him unable to find clues, and at this moment, seeing the small movements of Sima Qingyun and Nangong Feng, he coughed and gave a small warning.

"Old thing, you are plotting against me, you are dead!"

In mid-air, Zhang Jian shook his body and quickly chased after Huang Feng Ancestor at the moment when he fled.

That fake invitation almost put him and Jing Ran in a crisis, this revenge is not shared, and he must revenge it.

The wound on his chest was no longer bleeding under the recovery of the Supreme Divine Body, and Huang Feng Ancestor was slashed in the back by Zhang Jian, and he was seriously injured, and he just wanted to escape.

"Yellow Wind Howling Sky!"

The fleeing Yellow Wind Ancestor felt the pursuit from Zhang Jian, and suddenly roared, only to see a thick and smelly yellow wind squirting out of his ass.

The yellow wind turned into a storm, suddenly permeating all directions, smelling unpleasant, and even more able to affect the divine consciousness.

The weasel fart, this is his natural ability, and at this moment, the smelly yellow wind is overwhelming, and it is even more wrapped in the Peony Pavilion.

"Ah, it stinks to death, Yellow Wind Ancestor, you don't have to die!"

"Hey! I ...... No, gag!"

"It stinks, it stinks, I can't stand it!"

The fishy yellow wind made everyone in the Peony Pavilion vomit and curse angrily, this is one of the three great skills of the Yellow Wind Ancestor, and it is also a means he uses to save his life, being chased and killed by Zhang Jian makes him have to show it.

Airplanes!

A pale pink wave of light suddenly flowed, enveloping the entire Peony Pavilion and blocking the fishy yellow wind.

I saw the peony fairy standing fluttering, exuding a shining light, activating the spirit array of the Peony Pavilion, which saved the people of the Peony Pavilion from great disaster.

"Huang Feng Ancestor who lacks virtue, the next time Lao Tzu sees him, he must teach him a lesson, it really stinks!"

"Damn, I'll never be with Huang Feng Ancestor again, I feel that the smell on my body will have to be washed for three days and three nights to get rid of!"

"Vomit...... Gross!"

The spirit array isolated the smelly yellow wind, and everyone scolded and scolded, but their eyes were looking at the sky for the first time, the duel was not over yet, and they wanted to know the result.

The three Nine Emperor Princes on the seventh layer also did not speak, they were all staring intently, the three of them were strong, although the yellow wind was thick, but it could not block their sight.

Like everyone else, Zhang Jian was also a little unable to open his eyes by the smelly yellow wind, he covered his mouth and nose, and closed his seven orifices, but the smell was pervasive, which made Zhang Jian feel very uncomfortable.

"This damn weasel!"

Zhang Jian scolded in his heart, he didn't even dare to open his eyes, he could only perceive the outside world with his divine sense.

"Boy, die to the old man!"

Suddenly, a voice with cold killing intent sounded in Zhang Jian's ears. At the same time as this voice, there was also the body of Huang Feng Ancestor who teleported, the Purgatory Demon Lock flew out, wanting to lock Zhang Jian, and the sharp claws like knives stabbed towards Zhang Jian's heart, and Huang Feng Ancestor opened his mouth wide, revealing two sharp and long teeth, like two sharp swords, fierce

Bite Zhang Jian's head.

The Yellow Wind Ancestor came too quickly, and the Yellow Wind was smelly and thick, which made Zhang Jian's reaction much slower, and the existence of the Purgatory Demon Lock sealed Zhang Jian's way out of teleportation.

This time, it was Huang Feng Ancestor's killer blow, and it was also his strongest counterattack under serious injuries, he believed that Zhang Jian would definitely not be able to dodge, and he would definitely die.

No matter what your origins are, if you dare to hit my grandson and slap me, you will seriously injure me, and only death can end this hatred.

Die!

Huang Feng Ancestor's wound was still bleeding, but his eyes were red, full of excitement and pleasure, and he seemed to have seen the young man in front of him being torn apart by himself.

However, in the face of Huang Feng Ancestor's mortal blow, Zhang Jian's face did not have the slightest panic, and there was no panic in his eyes, but there was a touch of sarcasm.

Zhang Jian's expression made Huang Feng Old Ancestor's heart chuckle, and immediately a strong uneasiness welled up in his heart.

"I guessed you were going to play this trick for a long time, and I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A sneer swept into the corner of Zhang Jian's mouth, and at this time, Huang Feng Ancestor suddenly found that there was more black and white mist around his body, and this mist excluded his Huang Feng.

As if a sense of restraint in a quagmire appeared on his body, Huang Feng Ancestor was shocked to find that his movements had actually slowed down, as if a cow was pulling him behind him, making it impossible for him to take a step forward.

Suddenly, Zhang Jian's figure flickered, breaking away from the attack of the Yellow Wind Ancestor, and then the white tower spire was launched, and the teleportation appeared behind the Yellow Wind Ancestor.