In the hook-nosed man's hand, the black spear seemed to have a spirituality, turned around, and stood in front of him with a thud, the tip of the spear towards Chu Tian's heavy fist.

The opportunity was fleeting, and taking advantage of the blue color on Chu Tian's fist, which the hook-nosed man couldn't defend against, he hit the side of the spear with a sharp blow, and hit the spear head into the hook-nosed man's chest.

The hook-nosed man was shocked and turned back into his main body, and the steppe eagle flapped his wings and wanted to blow Chu Tian away, but it was too late.

The tricks of the master can distinguish the winner in an instant, and the hook-nosed man who incarnated as a steppe eagle lost the opportunity, and now he is naturally returning to the sky countless times, and his life is dead on the spot.

Just as Chu Tian was about to take away the black combined spirit weapon spear, the seemingly ownerless black spear suddenly vibrate, and the spiritual energy near the spear became violent and turbulent.

Seeing such a situation, Chu Tian still didn't understand that this was a precursor to the destruction of the spirit weapon, and the Wind God Wing moved and exploded backwards, and at the same time, he summoned the Falling Sword and slashed out thousands of sword lights and slashed into the spear in the void.

The self-destruction of the black spear was even faster than Chu Tian expected, and after the aura rage, the black qi wrapped in the fragments of the black spear exploded in all directions, engulfing the body of the hook-nosed man with a loud rumbling sound, and then the first to bear the brunt was naturally Chu Tian, who was closest to the center of the explosion.

The tip of the black spear is made of a special metal called obsidian, which is second to none in terms of weight and sharpness, and the impact of the explosion is even greater.

As soon as the sword light from Chu Tian's Falling Sword touched the black qi, it only caused the black qi to stagnate, and then it collapsed one after another, and it was swallowed by the black qi.

After devouring the sword light, the explosion continued to rush towards Chu Tian with the fragments of the spear, and there was no way to avoid it, and a golden light rose on Chu Tian's body, and Chu Tian, who had turned the heavy water beads on his hands into dark blue gloves, shot out an impenetrable thousands of fist shadows, and forcibly lined up the waves in front of him.

Whew, a few pieces of fragments from the tip of the black spear cracked and made Chu Tian's fist shadow appear empty, and another large fragment of the spear penetrated the golden body protection qi on Chu Tian's body under the impact of the explosion, and submerged into Chu Tian's lower abdomen.

Uh-huh! Chu Tian let out a dull mutter, ignoring the fragments that had penetrated into his body, and continued to block the impact of the fragments with his hands wide open and closed, while retreating backwards.

When the impact of the entire explosion dissipated, there was a slender blood mark on Chu Tian's face, and the flesh and blood on his hands were blurred, which were penetrated by the fragments that rushed over after the explosion, and some of the fragments were embedded in Chu Tian's flesh and blood, and the white bones on Chu Tian's hands could be seen.

Chu Tian didn't care about this, just raised an arm, and the back of his hand was slashed by obsidian shards through a long opening to wipe away the blood marks on his face, since the sneering mask was silent, Chu Tian could only rely on the Yi Bone Technique in the Dragon Emperor's Immortal Body to change his body and face, and he couldn't completely live as another existential person, and there was no way to avoid his face being damaged, fortunately, as long as the sneering mask was still on his body, he could hide Chu Tian's original life characteristics, and he didn't have to be afraid that his soul breath would be sensed by the strong and he would die in a daze.

Outside the center of the black spear explosion, a vacuum area with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared, and the air was filled with the heat of the destruction, and even the space in the center began to be uncertain and disordered.

After killing several strong enemies in a row, Chu Tian also felt a sense of exhaustion welling up in his heart, but he still had to break through if he wanted to return to Jade Underworld City.

Chu Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't need his divine sense to probe the yang spirit on his body, and several monks with strong blood and qi were constantly surrounding Chu Tian, and it was definitely impossible for them to be Terran monks in the Jade Underworld City to protect themselves.

In the entire battlefield, except for the monks in the Jade Underworld City, there were only the Wing Clans from the other world, although Chu Tian was not yet at the end of the strong crossbow, but even in his heyday, it was impossible to face the siege of so many powerhouses of the same level with the strength of one person.

Unbeatable, the wind god behind Chu Tian opened his wings, stepped on the flying sword, and gave up the idea of returning to the Jade Underworld before the encirclement was formed, and rushed to the center of the battlefield.

Seeing Chu Tian flying towards the center of the battlefield, the encircled Wing Clan was at a loss, and the layers of traps arranged on the periphery were completely useless.

A burly young man with blue hair in the Wing Clan on the outskirts of Jade Underworld City angrily scolded the slave beside him: "What's the matter with you waste, it's not that he will flee to Jade Underworld City if he is injured, how can he run to the center of the battlefield, did someone tell me in advance that I, Lan Qi, was waiting for him in front to scare him away, and if I didn't catch him, let him run to Miss Saint Feer, where do you save my face." Lan Qi, a burly blue-haired young man, was very angry and scolded a few old slaves around him.

Several old men whose strength had reached the consummation of Jindan seemed to be very afraid of Lan Qi, and they only responded to Lan Qi's curses, not daring to have the slightest excuse.

"Useless things, just as useless as Miss Saint Fei'er's younger brother, and will let a human monk kill him, compared to the name of the saint who called our Lan family, he should become the royal family of the wing clan, what is he, don't chase me quickly." Lan Qi fell into the joy of the death of Saint Bailie, who had always looked down on him, and at the same time, he was ordered by Saint Fei'er to capture Chu Tian, and he had a bad anger, and he just wanted to kill Chu Tian to vent his hatred.

For Lan Qi's idea that he wanted the blue word to replace the holy word and become the Wing Clan's royal family, the servants around him didn't dare to move, and when Lan Qi ordered them to pursue Chu Tian, he reacted and protected Lan Qi in the middle and chased Chu Tian.

Chu Tian, who was flying, naturally didn't know the inexplicable hatred that Lan Qi had for himself behind him and the killing intent of the rush, but he intuitively felt that the pressure behind him was getting bigger and bigger, and the danger was gradually approaching, and only the place where the strong people in the central battlefield could fish in troubled waters and get rid of the pursuing enemy.

With this thought, Chu Tian's flight speed became faster and faster, and he soon encountered the two winged clans who were at the forefront of besieging Chu Tian, and there was no extra word to say that Chu Tian threw out two sparks of the scorching sun and followed behind the sparks with the same flying speed.

The two Wing Clans in front of them also knew that the petite sparks in front of them contained great power, one Wing Clan took out a sapphire blue frost attribute round shield and blocked it in front of him, while the other Wing Clan hit the wind wall in the air with the idea of delaying Chu Tian's flight speed, and his body shrank behind the shield-holding Wing Clan in front.

Chu Tian, who was walking quickly, had no intention of fighting with the two Wing Clans, and the flying sword on his feet broke through the wind walls like a fierce tiger, and at the same time detonated two sparks that were still close to the shield-wielding Wing Clan, and the impact of the trip rushed the two Wing Clans back, and they flew out with the flying sword on their feet.