What was originally an unfair challenge between the spiritual priest and the original spiritual practitioner has now evolved into a challenge between the original spiritual practitioner and the spiritual envoy.

Unfairness, even more!

But even if tens of thousands of spectators felt unfair for Ji Feng, it couldn't change the development of the situation in the slightest. Yan Yong soared out of the powerful momentum of the spirit envoy, and the terrifying original spirit vented out, in the face of this original spirit, Ji Feng only felt that his original spirit was a tank, and Yan Yong was a reservoir.

Gap, absolute gap.

Ji Feng put his hand on the jade bracelet without moving, facing Yan Yong, the spirit envoy in the later stage, even Ji Feng in his heyday, he didn't dare to face him directly.

At this moment, only Mo Cangli in the jade bracelet can save himself.

But at this moment, the young people of the Ji family under the high platform all rioted, each rolled up their sleeves, and was about to jump on the high platform, during which someone shouted: "Old man Yan, if you dare to attack Ji Feng, we will take the opportunity to kill Yan Cong." ”

"I really didn't expect that the patriarch of the Tangyan family would be so shameless. If you can't afford to lose, where do you get the courage to fight?"

"No wonder the Yan family will lose, it's purely a matter of character. ”

The young people said all the hurtful words they could think of to Yan Yong, of course, those words that directly greeted Yan Yong's family still didn't say it, otherwise Yan Yong would probably riot directly, after all, the purpose of the young people was just to buy time for Ji Hao's arrival, if it was self-defeating, it would be miserable.

However, it is clear that this strategy of the young people has worked well.

When Yan Yong heard that the young people of the Ji family were going to take the opportunity to kill Yan Cong, he decisively stopped his approaching figure, and then looked at the young people coldly, it felt like a lamb being watched by a lion, which was particularly unpleasant.

"Ji Feng abolished Yan Cong's cultivation, do you still want to leave safely? Where was that day?" Yan Yong was almost crazy, not caring at all whether he reversed black and white, at present, in his mind, the only way to avenge Yan Cong was this thought.

"Tianli, if it's Ji Feng who is lying down now, is it Tianli?"

"Of course! Ji Feng should have been lying here, not Yan Cong. I won't believe that the original spirit can defeat the spirit and kill me. ”

"Ahh

Without waiting for those young people to speak again, Yan Yong picked up the original spirit and slapped Ji Feng with a palm wind, "Flowing Fire Palm", the fiery red palm print slapped towards Ji Feng like a hill, in the end, it was a spirit envoy, the same martial spirit, the power of the spirit was definitely dozens of times that of Yan Cong, or even hundreds of times.

And Ji Feng immediately chose to dodge, his footsteps moved quickly, and his body turned suddenly, which was able to dodge the direct slap of the palm print, but the edge force of the palm print still hit Ji Feng's body, his clothes were burned instantly, and his skin was as painful as fire.

"Yan Lao Gou, you really do it!" Ji Feng pinched the flesh on his shoulder, gritting his teeth in pain, but this also aroused the anger in Ji Feng's heart, and he no longer had any politeness to Yan Yong.

"Son of a bitch, it's very fast! Next, what do you use to dodge?" Yan Yong failed to kill Ji Feng directly with one move, and immediately chose to make a second move, and he also used the mid-grade star-level martial spirit "Flame Burst Fury". I saw that Yan Yong's whole body was like a volcanic eruption, and unlike Yan Cong, Yan Yong was not three magma pillars, but rolling magma all over the world, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

"Crooked sun, Yan Lao Dog, you actually use a medium-grade martial spirit. The old faces of generations of the Yan family have been lost by you. Feeling the strong force in the red light, Ji Feng couldn't help but scold angrily, but at the same time he touched the jade bracelet again.

"Patriarch, why haven't you come yet?"

"Hurry up, patriarch, come quickly! If you don't come again, Ji Feng will become history!"

The young people of the Ji family looked around nervously, expecting the person in the purple cloak to appear, and kept thinking in their mouths, but unfortunately Ji Hao never appeared.

The danger continues to magnify.

Just when Ji Feng was about to save himself, and when the young people were disappointed, a roar full of anger suddenly exploded outside Wengang City, "Damn, Yan Lao Dog, my Ji Hao's son, how can you bastard keep it if you want to?"

As soon as the cheers fell, in the excited and expectant eyes of the young people of the Ji family, a figure with a blue light like sea water suddenly appeared on the city wall, and then the soles of his feet stepped on the city wall, and his body shot out like a cannonball, falling heavily in front of Ji Feng, followed by the sword shadow in the sky.

"Eight Dances of Sword Marks, Eighth Dance, Rin Hongtao!"

The face was calm, Ji Hao's posture of holding the sword was as light as a dance, but the big opening and closing was actually a chilling killing move, the sword shadow in the sky slowly floated, and the tip of the sword shot towards Yan Yong, the scene was like a huge wave, it was really devastating, and it was very terrifying.

"Boom-"

Magma and sea water, two completely opposite forces met on the boulder platform, and the rolling air directly cut the platform in half like a sharp blade, and the air shook and rolled loudly, and the hearing of the spectators was lost in an instant, and it was like a silent movie, but it was still shocking.

It can be seen from this that the strength of the two sides against the bombardment is really strong.

The spectators were dumbfounded.

Ji Hao is the only spirit general in Wengang City, although no one doubts his strength, but it is more just a legend. Now when he really showed the strength of the spirit general, everyone was stunned.

"Bang-"

The moment the spectators regained their senses, Yan Yong slammed into the ground like a cannonball, and if Yan Cong didn't have the protection of a spirit envoy-level elder, then Yu Jin would probably kill him directly.

Yan Yong directly smashed the ground out of the big pit, even so, he was only seriously injured, but not in danger of life, and when he got up from the pit, blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Poof—"

"Patriarch, are you okay?" the elder who protected Yan Cong immediately ran to Yan Yong's side and asked with concern.

"No, nothing!" Yan Yongqiang endured the severe pain from his internal organs, waved his hand towards the elder, and then looked at Ji Hao, "Thank you Patriarch Ji for your mercy." ”

Indeed it is!

Ji Hao is a strong man at the level of a spirit general, there is an intransmissible gap between Yan Yong and him, plus Ji Hao's "Eight Dances of Sword Marks" is a level higher than "Flame Burst Rage", if Ji Hao is not merciful to his subordinates, Yan Yong is probably a cold corpse at this moment.

"Patriarch Yan is the head of a clan, isn't it too shameless to attack the junior so disregarding his identity?" Ji Hao firmly protected Ji Feng behind him.

Yan Yong's face sank, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he pointed at Yan Cong beside him, and said coldly: "Ji Feng abolished my son's cultivation, shouldn't I let him explain?

"Confess, hum, confess. If it weren't for Ji Feng's superior skills, I'm afraid what I see at this moment would be a corpse, right?" Ji Hao was furious.

"Patriarch, Yan Cong and Yan Yong are going to kill Ji Feng!"

"Stealing chickens doesn't make rice, and now I have to bite back. Patriarch, you shouldn't have shown mercy to your subordinates just now, just take the opportunity to kill him, how good!"

The young people of the Ji family couldn't wait to speak for Ji Feng, and the other mercenaries were also whispering to express their contempt for Yan Yong in their hearts, but all this was like a stinger in Yan Yong's ears, deeply inserted into the flesh and blood's heart, and if it was not pulled out, it would be difficult to save their lives.

"You ......" his face twitched rapidly, Yan Yong looked at the contemptuous gaze of the audience, knowing that he had lost the best chance to make the best shot at Ji Feng today, so he had to grit his teeth and say, "It's best, don't let me seize the opportunity." ”

"This sentence is also for you!" Ji Hao spoke, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, "Now, Yan Cong has lost his cultivation, don't run around!"

"Hmph, wait!" Yan Yong said viciously, estimating in his heart that the priest's work should be almost done, and said to the elder who was supporting Yan Cong, "Let's go!

Seeing the embarrassed Yan Yong and his entourage march into Wengang City, Ji Hao sneered, his eyes swept around, and then looked at Ji Feng, who had blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes naturally softened, patted Ji Feng's shoulder, and said: "The little guy is ruthless enough! Although Yan Yong has three sons, Yan Cong has always been his favorite son. You actually directly abolished his cultivation, I'm afraid this is even more torturous than killing him directly!"

"That's because he wanted to kill me. I have to repay him!" Ji Feng grabbed the shirt on his chest with his hand, and a faint pain flashed on his face.

"Good boy, I really can't imagine that you can defeat the spirit priest with the cultivation of the primordial spirit in the perfect stage. Ji Hao looked Ji Feng up and down.

"I think it's better for us to go home and talk about it!" Ji Feng said lightly.

"Well, let's go back!" Ji Hao helped Ji Feng to walk towards Wengang City, his original relaxed smile gradually disappeared, and his face looked particularly solemn.

"Father, what's wrong?" Ji Feng knew that it must have been Master Fu Yin, but he didn't know what happened to Lu Dao, he had just forgotten because of Yan Yong's relationship, and now seeing Ji Hao's face like this, he thought of it, so he asked, "Is there something wrong with the Ji family's bazaar?"

"Hmm!" Ji Hao nodded heavily, his face was extremely ugly, and then said, "The Ji family bazaar suddenly blew a gloomy wind, flying sand and stones, and several people were killed by wooden signs, and the people in the bazaar were crowded with fear, causing a serious stampede. Therefore, the bazaar was a heavy number of casualties. ”

"Isn't there anyone to help?" Ji Feng's eyes showed a faint killing intent, obviously he had an explanation for Chi Shan, what could he do to cause such a big death?

"Yes! If it weren't for the timely help of Ikeyama, the priest of the Golden Stone Auction House, then the consequences would have been even more serious. Ji Hao showed a painful look, "What is it for? What is it that is just the Ji family market that blows up yellow sand? ”

"Since Chi Shan has helped, why would so many people die for Lu?" Ji Feng asked as he walked.

"Because when it happened, no one knew that he was going to ask the priest of Ikeyama for help! It was not until soon after the stampede that the priest of Ikeyama hurried to the scene with a peachwood cane. Ji Hao said the reason why Ji Feng was very depressed, indeed, Ji Feng did forget to explain the matter.

"It's stupid!" Ji Feng slapped his head fiercely.

"It's not that the guards are stupid, it's that they didn't think to go back and invite the priest of Ikeyama. You must know that the priest of Chishan has an absolute status in Wengang City, and on weekdays, I have to depend on his mood when I go to meet the priest of Chishan, let alone these guards. Ji Hao said worriedly.

"Ah!" Ji Feng just blamed himself for being stupid, but he didn't expect Ji Hao to misunderstand, and immediately said, "Father, let's go to the market and have a look!"

"Hmm!"

In this way, Ji Hao and his party walked towards the Ji family market.