Swish!

Three large, black shriveled hands gripped at the much less powerful fist, each with black smoke on it, eerie and swift.

Boom!

The huge fist and the three black palms collided instantly, but although the power of the fist had decreased, it still showed a devastating momentum in the face of the three.

I saw that after the black palm was hit by the fist, it suddenly began to shatter, and it was still unable to fight with the fist at all. One after another, the power of the fists was like a shattering mountain and river, and the palms of those hands looked fragile and vulnerable.

"So strong!" Ke Zhouhe's heart trembled, his eyes widened, but his heart became more and more angry, such a magical power should have belonged to him, but at this moment, it was used from someone else's hands to deal with him.

In the blink of an eye, the three huge palms all shattered, and the fist, which had already been reduced in power and somewhat blurred, was even more illusory in the confrontation at this time. When it fell in front of Ke Zhouhe's eyes, it was just an even more illusory shadow.

The qi wave blew his face unevenly, from the moment this fist was hit by the huge phantom behind Xue Yingwu, it was only in an instant, even if Ke Zhouhe had been promoted to the Immortal Realm Great Perfection Realm, but there was no time to dodge it at all.

Boom!!

The fist shadow bombarded his body, and Ke Zhouhe immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and there was a thumping sound of bones shattering from his body. At this moment, he almost thought that a star had crashed into his body, making him truly feel the danger of death. His whole body was like a kite with a broken string, and he quickly rolled upside down, unable to stop his figure at all.

It wasn't until he flew more than a hundred miles away that he coughed up a mouthful of blood again, trembling and suddenly half-kneeling down and stopping in the void.

"Heh... Ha ha... Hahaha...... Ke Zhouhe's lowered head suddenly raised, his eyes were scarlet, his face was hideous, and he laughed wildly.

Xue Yingwu's breath is weak, this magical power is called Immortal Emperor Fist, and she can't use it at present. But her own strength is too different from Ke Zhouhe, and she can only let go of Yibo in the end, fighting for self-inflicted damage, and exerting this magical power.

However, as a result of this, her cultivation power was instantly drained, and she suffered serious injuries.

She looked at Ke Zhouhe, who was laughing, with a disappointed look on her face, her most powerful magic spell so far, but she still couldn't kill Ke Zhouhe. However, she has no strength left, and even if she is faced with a mid-stage fairyland at this time, she has no power to protect herself.

"I'll admit that your punch was so powerful that even I was shocked. The Immortal Emperor's supernatural powers do have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. But, can you do it again?" Ke Zhouhe laughed and slowly straightened up.

If it weren't for the fact that that punch had been dissolved by nearly half of the power of his two divine powers, Ke Zhouhe would not have any confidence that he would still be alive to say this at this time.

"I will not keep you today. Ke Zhouhe's footsteps moved, and he took a few miles in one step. He felt the power of this punch, if Xue Yingwu was allowed to live, it wouldn't be long before Xue Yingwu would be able to kill him.

Xue Yingwu looked at Ke Zhouhe's rapidly approaching figure with a pale face, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At this time, she no longer had the strength to confront Ke Zhouhe.

Ke Zhouhe raised his right hand, one finger flashed with silver light, and nodded towards Xue Yingwu's forehead. When all the monks of Tianji City saw this scene, they were all anxious. Everyone knows that Xue Yingwu, who was seriously injured, had absolutely no way to resist Ke Zhouhe's blow at this time.

"Castle Lord......"

"Ke Zhouhe, stop ......"

They shouted one after another, wanting to get out of the fight and relieve the crisis for Xue Yingwu. But the enemy against them was entangled in them, and no one could get out of the battlefield at all. And even if they broke away from the battlefield and appeared in front of Xue Yingwu, what could they do in the face of Ke Zhouhe, who was the strongest person in the deer antler hunting at this time?

They looked angry at this time, but they could only watch Ke Zhouhe point his finger at Xue Yingwu's smooth forehead.

"Haha, Xue Yingwu, you also have today. Big brother, from today onwards, the antlers will be honored for our Wufeng City. Wang Min's figure suddenly appeared in front of Ke Zhouhe and Xue Yingwu.

Everyone in Wufeng City looked at this scene excitedly, as long as Ke Zhouhe's fingers fell, from now on, Wufeng City would be honored among the antlers. And this war will eventually stop after Xue Yingwu's death, and the monks of Wufeng City will become the real victors.

"The city lord is mighty!" the monks of Wufeng City shouted in unison at this moment.

Boom!

However, at this moment, a sudden change came to an end. I heard a loud noise, and a figure was blasted down from the void and smashed into the ground, causing the entire battlefield to fall silent.

The monks on the side of Wufeng City were all surprised at this time, this scene was too weird, Ke Zhouhe's finger did not point on Xue Yingwu's forehead, but he himself suddenly disappeared from the void and smashed it hard. The deep pit on the ground was immediately covered in blood, which was enough to see how powerful this blow was.

And Ke Zhouhe lay motionless in the pit under this blow, he had been hit hard before, and at this time he suffered such a blow, no one was sure if he was still alive at this moment?

And the person who shot at him was Wang Min, the second leader of Wufeng City that no one expected. This person, who was still Ke Zhouhe's siblings a moment ago, also showed joy at the moment when Ke Zhouhe was about to kill Xue Yingwu.

"Two... The second city lord ......"

"Second brother...... What do you mean?"

Everyone looked at Wang Min puzzled, as if Wang Min at this moment had become extremely unfamiliar with either side. It wasn't until they saw the big pit on the ground that was smashed by Ke Zhouhe that everyone realized that this was a real event.

"What do you mean? Because I'm a native of Heavenly Machine City. His indifferent gaze swept over everyone and uttered this shocking word.

"No, it can't be. Second City Lord, how could you be a person from Tianji City?"

"The second brother has been with us for hundreds of years, this is not true......"

No one can accept the fact that even if it is said by Wang Min himself, it is still unbelievable.

Xue Yingwu stepped forward slowly, her face still calm, as if everything had not exceeded her expectations. And Wang Min showed respect on his face, and when Xue Yingwu walked to his side, he automatically retreated behind her.

"Kill!"

I only heard Wang Min shouting, and while everyone was still in shock, there was a scream immediately from the army of monks in Wufeng City. Many people suddenly felt a sharp pain in their bodies, and until they died, they were still looking at the person who killed them in bewilderment.

The tide of reversal is dizzying. The brother who was obviously fighting the enemy with him before suddenly stabbed himself with his backhand, turning from a comrade-in-arms to an enemy. How many people can accept such an ending?

The monks in Wufeng City were suddenly in chaos, and they were all on guard against each other, because they could no longer tell who was really their own.