"What did you do?"

On the other side, Bei Mingli's hair was slightly messy, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his eyes in disbelief to look at Jun Wuji, the last time the two of them fought each other, they were still evenly matched.

Now, they have all advanced at the same time, obviously they are still the same level, but in this battle, the strength that Jun Wuji has shown is actually a step ahead of him!

No, he must have done something to temporarily increase his combat power!

Could it be that it's all because of her?

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly became bloodthirsty, and he slowly turned his eyes to look at Feng Jiuli, but the corners of his lips suddenly hooked a grim smile towards her, as if it was a flower blooming on the other side of the dark world, moving, but hiding a huge danger!

Not good!

Feng Jiuli's eyebrows jumped, but by the time she reacted, it was too late!

In the next second, an extremely terrifying black aura came towards her at such an extremely fast speed and with an unstoppable momentum!

She wanted to hide, but the strange force, as if it was locking on her, made it impossible for her to move at all!

Only now did she know how ridiculous it was for her to say absolute resistance to Jun Wu.

As long as Jun Wujue completely exudes his coercion, she won't even think about moving!

It turns out that he has always disdained to do anything with her?

However, it's too late to think about this now, because of this attack, she can't dodge it at all!

But—

At the moment when that attack came to Feng Jiuli's chest, a black figure quickly blocked in front of her at a lightning speed.

Boom –

The attack slammed down on the black figure with a dull thud.

"Master!"

More than a dozen figures suddenly flashed out, looking worriedly at Jun Wuji, who had barely taken the attack and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"This king is fine."

Jun Wuji raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and waved his sleeve at them without looking back.

There was a deep darkness in his purple-gold eyes, and he looked coldly at the North Immortal Death, and said coldly: "The Northern Immortal Death, this king doesn't want to fight you today, don't force this king!" ”

"Just you?" Bei Ming lightly hooked the corners of his lips, and suddenly raised his voice: "Ah Dong, Ah Xi, Ah Nan, Ah Bei!"

As his voice fell, four black figures suddenly appeared, and the aura emanating from their bodies was on par with the lineup on the opposite side!

Feng Jiuli immediately grinded his teeth, this Northern Soul is really insidious and cunning, he also said before that Anan and Abei were not around, so he called it out!

She looked at Jun Wuji's back with some complicated eyes, and she didn't expect that at that moment just now, Jun Wujie would actually come forward to help her block the attack of the Northern Hell.

But—

He must have let her die because of the Brahma beads in her body!

Thinking of this, she suddenly became at ease.

"Jun Wujue, although you have a lot of people, don't forget, my people are cultivating, but my Holy Fire Sect's unique exercises."

The corners of Beiming's lips were obliquely hooked, and after looking Jun Wujie up and down, his eyes suddenly widened in shock, and the doubts in his heart blurted out: "Jun Wujue, where is your Xuan power?"

Jun Wuji slowly raised his eyes, his eyes faintly met the gaze of Shangbei Ming, and his thin lips outlined a confident arc, "Even if this king has no Xuan power, he can still win you!" ”