The corners of Wang Qi's mouth gradually grinned, and then, when he saw the Ji family's ancestor Hongjian flying out, he smiled more and more happily. Suddenly, his eyes widened with anger, and he roared: "Kill!" Holding the knife in both hands, he slashed downward, and a knife qi flew out from the blade. The speed is not fast, but it is like an emperor who has descended to the world with supreme power, and he can't dodge.

Rub and go!

The ancestor of the Ji family drew out three sword qi in a row, held a sword flower in his hand, recited the sword technique, and stabbed out with a sword. With a "pop", the first stab broke through the sword qi in the front, and then, the second and third stabs passed through the shattered and messy knife qi and pointed directly at Wang Qi.

Wang Qi shouted: "It's a good time!!" Holding the knife in both hands, the back of the knife rushed outward, the blade was inward, and when the two sword qi were about to reach his body, he suddenly raised the knife, like a thunderbolt, "Chop-" The voice did not fall, and a ray of light carried the supreme power like a broken bamboo, and then surged forward wildly.

Feeling the sharpness of the sword qi, the ancestor of the Ji family increased the output of spiritual power. Gritting his back molars, Mu Hong's sword flew up and down, and every time it flew, there would always be a sword qi coming out of the body, but compared to the domineering of Wang Qi's sword qi, the sword qi of the ancestor of the Ji family was a little more elegant and awe-inspiring. One after another, rushing forward, constantly colliding with the sword qi, constantly weakening the sword qi, and finally breaking the sword qi before the sword qi came to him.

"Come again!!" Wang Qi's hairband was broken when he fought with Ji Chengzhou and the ancestor of the Ji family, and his black hair was raised without wind and flew backwards, Wang Qi's eyes were fixed, and at this time, he was like a demon god falling from the sky, wielding the Canglang knife and slashing up and down.

"I thought you would be a good opponent, but I never expected that you would humiliate this spirit blade for nothing!" said the Ji family ancestor. He also thought that Wang Qi was a swordsman, and he was even ready to fight to the death with Wang Qi, but he didn't expect that Wang Qi was a waste wood who could only chop around!

"Don't talk nonsense, you take my blow first!" Wang Qi interrupted the words of the ancestor of the Ji family, and slashed out hundreds of knives in a row.

"What if there is no attack with the slightest technical content, even if it is tens of thousands?" the ancestor of the Ji family snorted disdainfully. His hands slowly raised, his figure floated up, and the sword in his hand was lit one by one. Pointed in the void, Mu Hongjian, who didn't look very heavy, every time he clicked, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat also oozed from the forehead of the Ji family ancestor after hundreds of consecutive clicks.

Although he spoke wildly, the ancestor of the Ji family did not take it lightly. After all, the Canglang Knife is a spirit blade, and the power of any spirit blade is huge, Wang Qi is such a slash without any skill, if the ancestor of the Ji family is a big one, there will still be no good fruit to eat.

After the ancestor of the Ji family finished clicking these hundreds of times, his figure fell to the ground and stood with his sword.

Those domineering sword qi surging wildly collapsed without exception when they reached the Ji family ancestor's side. Shattered into attributeless chaotic energy.

"Sword slave, Tang Yin, Chen Yang, Meng Zhen, you four, come!" After Wang Qi found that his attack could not cause any difficulties to the ancestor of the Ji family, he had no choice but to open his mouth to recruit foreign aid for the sake of the overall situation.

Didn't the ancestor of the Ji family talk about routines, let the sword slave who attacks sharply come, and toss you old thing!" Wang Qi thought unscrupulously in his heart. Then he pulled away and went straight to the city walls.

Ji Chengzhou saw that the situation was not good, and just wanted to stop it, but was stopped by the brothers who had been waiting for a long time. In any case, Ji Chengzhou can be regarded as a martial artist who thinks that he paints artistic conception, and everyone lacks nothing now, but he lacks the experience of fighting with the artistic conception of painting. Now it's hard to have a practice, it's too inappropriate to let it go easily, isn't it?

One by one, the brothers found their opponents. Wang Qi, who had no opponent, bullied the city wall alone, stood on the city wall, faced the Ji family in Jiuyuan City, and laughed wildly: "Ji family, give you three counts of time, surrender, otherwise, no one in the Ji family will survive!"

In order to increase the credibility of his words, Wang Qi made a slash on the city wall.

Rumble!

Wang Qi's knife skills are not good, but this kind of wanton chopping ability is not weak. The sound fell, and the walls exploded into a deep ravine. When the Ji family in the city saw the tragic situation of the city wall, they panicked one by one.

At this time, the head of the Ji family stepped forward.

"Wang Qi, today you and I are hostile, so don't talk nonsense about surrendering and avoiding death! Come on, come on, the Ji family only dies standing up, and there is absolutely no one who lives on knees!" Ji Yu hissed. Then he floated up, and was infected by Ji Yu's words, and hundreds of figures flew up in the crowd of the Ji family. The cultivation of these figures is at least in the late congenital stage, and there are more than a dozen martial artists in the painting artistic conception!

"In that case, let's fight!" Wang Qi slammed on the city wall, and the whole person flew into the city and fought with the Ji family.

Outside the city, there was a chaotic battle, and inside the city, Wang Qi was stirring up the wind and rain. The Ji family only felt exhausted and overwhelmed. However, Wang Qi was anxious in his heart.

The battle has reached this point, if the winner cannot be determined before dark, the Shence Legion will be eaten up by the Ji family, and then, the Yiku Legion will face a blockade, and the Fan family's power in the south will be uprooted. The stakes are too big, Wang Qi took a risk, so Wang Qi can't lose!

"Slow down, slow down, look at my trick!"

"Draw the knife and cut off the water, and the water will flow more!"

"Three thousand feet down!"

"Water mist hidden in Jiangjin!"

These three blows are all vertical splits, but compared with the simple vertical splits before, they contain Wang Qi's comprehension of Shi Dao. In other words, now Wang Qi is fighting with the power of Shi Dao. Moreover, these three knives did not slash anyone's body, but intertwined with each other, forming a field that enveloped everyone in the field. In this field controlled by Wang Qi, Wang Qi is omnipotent!

All the people in this field are fish belly on Wang Qi's chopping board, at the mercy of Wang Qi. Unless, someone can break the field, that is, defeat Wang Qi's historical power. However, these Ji family members who stayed in Jiuyuan City may not be weak in cultivation, but their perception of the Dao is either not there, or they have just begun, whether it is the strength of their strength or the level of their strength, they are not as good as Wang Qi.

Ji Yu secretly said that it was not good when Wang Qi slashed three times in a row, but the three knives did not hit people. When Wang Qi slashed out three knives, and Wang Qi was shrouded in fog within a radius of 100 zhang with Wang Qi as the center, he completely understood Wang Qi's purpose. Taking advantage of the fact that the fog was not completely shrouded, Ji Yu retreated.

When the fog completely enveloped the area and could not see each other inside and outside, Ji Yu was not only shocked in his heart, but also sad and angry.

Wang Qi is going to kill the Ji family! In the mist, eighty percent of the people who rushed up with him were trapped in it! If these people were harvested by Wang Qi, even if the Ji family did not die in this catastrophe, they would have to pick up their tails and be human beings in the future!

In fact, Wang Qi's three knives were not as simple as Ji Yu imagined. Each Dao is a huge consumption to himself, and these three sword qi are all that Wang Qi can now comprehend Shi Dao power can use.

Moreover, the time is still very limited, only the tea time, the tea time, the fog disappears, and everything returns to the original state.

Ji Yu's heart was full of anger, but at this time, Wang Qi was hiding in the fog and wantonly hunting and killing the Ji family's sons, even if he had a sky-high anger, he couldn't vent it. In desperation, Ji Yu rushed out of the Ji family and said, "Go and take out the ancestral array, at this time, only you, me and all the people of the Ji family will capture and kill this thief!"

Rushing out behind them are basically martial artists who draw artistic conceptions, and occasionally there is a martial artist who has attained great perfection the day after tomorrow, although these people are a little worried about whether Ji Yu will hurt the Ji family too much if he does this, but this is also the only way, so they split up to find someone and take the ancestral array.

Kill, kill, kill!

Wang Qi endured the discomfort on his body and slaughtered in the fog. He knew that there was not much time left for him, and if he couldn't kill all these people before the fog dissipated, he would definitely die without a place to bury, and the consequences would be too heavy!

Both are in the race for time. After the tea, the fog dissipated, Ji Yu glanced at the field, his eyes were blood-red, and he gritted his teeth and swore word by word: "If I don't kill this son in this life, I won't die in the ancestral hall!"

In the field, except for a shaky Wang Qi who was covered in blood, none of the Ji family was standing! That is to say, Wang Qi killed eighty percent of the Ji family warriors cleanly! This hatred and hatred, Ji Yu made this kind of oath is really too normal!

Wang Qi was struggling to support in the field, and Ji Yu's people were quickly arranging the ancestral array. Outside the city, the battle between the sword slave and the ancestor of the Ji family reached its peak. After the three of Chen Yang drew their swords, they were kicked out of the battle circle by the ancestor of the Ji family, and they became spectators completely.

Both of them were killed at this time, and the smoke and dust of the direct killing were all over the sky, and the field was in disarray. Both of them were cloaked in hair and blood at the corners of their mouths. But the light in his eyes is as bright as the stars in the sky, it is the chess opponent who will meet the talent!

"Ji Family Ancestor, take my final blow!" The sword slave was disheveled, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, which was evidence left by a heavy split, and the wound was still faintly painful. There was a rare look of excitement on his indifferent face, and blood was flowing everywhere on his body, but the sword intent on the sword slave's body became stronger, and for a moment, the blood on the sword slave's body was gone!

"Then the final blow will determine the victory!" The image of the ancestor of the Ji family is not any better. His hair was disheveled, which was caused by dodging fatal blows many times, and his short dark blue clothes had been soaked in blood, and his clothes were also tattered, and there were countless wounds on his body, several of which were deep to the bone. But the fighting spirit is still high. The sword slave gave birth to a feeling that the ancestor of the Ji family was not alone, even though they belonged to each other, but this should be the battle between the swordsmen! The battle between Fang and Wang Qi was what it was!

Mu Hongjian - the world's greatest!

The figure of the sword slave flying in the air was gradually revealed. His whole person was lying on the body of the sword, instead of the sword in front of him, the unprecedented unity of man and sword, the head of the sword slave was the tip of the invincible sword!

A sword burst out, as if a bird flew out of the tip of the sword, its voice was sad, and those who heard it were sad. But with ferocity, there are many tragic things in the world, it is better to go back!

A sword and a bird, a shocking collision!

Rumble!