Just one punch, one punch!

One of them who was at the forefront of the strength was easily solved by this "newcomer".

This scene shocked everyone present, and the solid musket in Qian Jie's hand shook when he threw it, and he lost some accuracy, making Ji Dang take a quick step under his feet, and easily staggered and dodged.

The musket passed by, roasting Ji Dang's sleeves a little scorched, and shot at a green-hearted black blossom tree and burst open.

The trunk of the Qingxin Black Blossom tree, which was as strong as gold and iron, was directly blasted out of a large hole, and the stubble of Martian wood was everywhere, and the hole almost ran through the entire trunk.

Ji Dang retracted his gaze, and his expression flashed with a hint of solemnity.

It seemed that he had easily solved the tall man just now, but he knew that he was just taking advantage of the big man's spell type.

Ji Dang knew that one day his Kunwu would not be bad and his martial arts would not be useful, after all, martial arts did not have the potential and power of spells, and if the musket just now hit him, he would probably not be able to be unscathed.

This still has most of the bonuses of Cangding Ba's blood, and the effect of the Kunwu Bu Bad Gong that Ji Dang has been relying on before is already very small.

The look of horror on Wu Xin's face was undoubtedly revealed, he couldn't know what strength the person lying under the tree was now.

He is the same disciple as the last entry, and in the past twenty years, he has majored in the spell of [Turning Gold], and his attainment in this spell is close to completion, but he has not made two moves with the "newcomer" in front of him, just a punch.

Although Wu Xin didn't feel Ji Dang's mana fluctuations, he was sure that this "newcomer" was definitely casting some powerful spell similar to [Turning Gold].

Because if you can do this with only physical strength, only those few "big people" in Montenegro can do this.

These low-level immortal cultivators had not yet reached that level, and they could not use mana to refine their bodies.

"Are you a family disciple?" Wu Xin asked tentatively.

He felt a little tricky, because if the "newcomer" in front of him was a disciple of the family, even if someone died at his hands, this matter only meant that it had just begun.

The power of the Immortal Cultivation Family with such a powerful spell inheritance is definitely not weak, and the anger and revenge of that family are not something he can bear, and it is estimated that death is an extravagant hope at that time.

Ji Dang didn't answer, he said some superfluous nonsense during the battle, and he took a step under his feet like a breeze and went straight to Qian Jie.

After all, the spells he showed right now were the most threatening to Ji Dang.

In fact, although Ji Dang hadn't gone through a few decent battles so far, he had already discovered that the low-level immortal cultivators were all not very profound, and there were few spells that had realized the depths, so the general battle would end soon.

Especially for low-level immortal cultivators who major in attack-oriented spells, the general talisman spells are not too strong.

Ji Dang quickly approached Qian Jie with this idea, he believed that once he got close to the other party, life and death would only be in an instant.

And Qian Jie was not slow to react, his left and right hands were frequent, and he didn't care about mana, he just wanted to quickly force Ji Dang back to distance himself from him.

You must know that the corpse of the person who was hit by Ji Dang before is not cold, that is a lesson from the past.

And Ji Dang is burdened with the blood of Cangding, and the enhancement of physical fitness is comprehensive.

He moved left and right, the turf around him frequently exploded, and his figure dodged attack after attack like the wind.

Finally, Ji Dang was about to approach Qian Jie, who was frequently retreating, Wu Xin's face flashed with a look of struggle, and in his opinion, Ji Dang's previous silence was more like acquiescence.

Generally, six or seven percent of the geniuses in this immortal cultivation world are from their families.

Wu Xin hesitated a little, he was thinking about whether this "family disciple" would let him go if he gave up the attack now and showed his attitude.

But Wu Xin's hesitation was already too late.

Wang Zheng didn't think about it, and the [Summoning Thunder] in his hand came out, and a dark blue thunderbolt twisted in the air and passed by in an instant, heading straight at Ji Dang.

Ji Dang glanced at it, he was observing the changes in the situation around him all the time, and as soon as Wang Zheng raised his hand, he was on guard.

The [Concrete] spell was cast, and a stone wall rumbled out of the ground and appeared on Ji Dang's side, which was both used for defense and leverage.

Ji Dang stepped on the foot, stepped on the stone wall and jumped hard, and his figure quickly crossed the air like a bird and rushed straight to Qian Jie, terrifying!

Qian Jie's face was full of panic, and even the flame arrow in his hand collapsed a little, and its shape was no longer there.

But he threw it with a flick of his wrist, hoping that all his hopes would be condensed on the blow, hoping that the blow would work.

Ji Dang was in mid-air and unhurried, and he also flipped his wrist and pointed a solid fireball on.

The two [fire] collided, the flames exploded, and Qian Jie raised his hand to hide his face.

When he took his hand away again, the first thing that caught his eye was a big hand.

"Click!"

Ji Dang, whose clothes were a little scorched, twisted Qian Jie's neck into a twist, and threw the corpse aside with a wave of his hand.

He turned back sharply to look at Wang Zheng, who had just cast [Calling Thunder], and his feet did not stop, and he rushed towards him again.

Wu Xin Ji Dang didn't know what was going on, but he was indifferent to the accomplice crisis just now, but it was good to keep it like this, it would be very good for the battle situation.

Therefore, Ji Dang did not attack Wu Xin first, so as not to force him to come back to his senses in danger of his life.

But how can it always be as it should be?

Qian Jie's death and Ji Dang's non-stop footsteps and murderous intent finally made Wu Xin make up his mind.

He felt that this "newcomer" didn't seem to have the possibility of letting them go at all, this was a ruthless person!

At this time, Wu Xin remembered his judgment of Ji Dang at the beginning, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, it is true that sometimes people look away once and it is a big disaster.

After Wang Zheng saw that Ji Dang killed Qian Jie viciously, his killing intent did not decrease and came at him again.

He was even more flustered, because he was the lowest in strength among the people here.

Although they have also practiced for twenty years. However, when he first started, the Four-Rank Upper Realm Spiritual Root gave him too much confidence, so he chose the [Thunder Summoning], which was recognized as the most powerful and the most difficult to practice among the six major techniques of the Near Path.

After a few years of penance and found that he really had no talent in this technique, Wang Zheng was unwilling to change his cultivation again, and until today, his [Summoning Thunder] is only a small success, and other spells are just rough.

As for the matter of mana, the basis for the evaluation in the thirty-six layers of Qi is only the amount of total mana, and the fundamental degree of mana condensation has not changed much.

Moreover, the battles between low-level immortal cultivators were mostly within a quarter of an hour, and his total mana advantage was too late to be exerted.

Therefore, among these people, he was the highest cultivator of the twelfth layer of Qi Condensation, but he was the weakest.

Wang Zheng stepped on his feet, and the [Concrete] was cast, and the Dao Solidified Gray-Brown Soil Flow clinged to his body, forming a fuzzy stone armor.

Although it is a little more bulky, Wang Zheng does not plan to escape, and he may not be able to escape if he wants to escape at the speed of the other party's body like a ghost.

Wang Zheng gritted his teeth, trying to calm his state of mind and stabilize his mana, and at the same time set his eyes on Wu Xin, hoping that this time Wu Xin would be in time.