Rumble!

An astonishing coercion burst forth, instantly stabilizing the trembling sword.

Meng Tianlun let out a loud cry and was about to turn around to look for Lan Ji, but at this moment, a scene that shocked him appeared!

Click!

He only felt that his hand suddenly sank, and the Ten Thousand Souls Sword actually broke at the waist!

"Hiss!" Meng Tianlun was shocked, and his face changed suddenly.

This Ten Thousand Souls Knife has slashed countless enemies, and I don't know how much blood it has drunk from the blood of the powerhouse of the Blood Phoenix Country, and it has already forged an immortal sword body, even if the peak powerhouse of the Linghua Realm blows it with all his strength, it may not be able to destroy it.

But this seemingly impossible thing was easily turned by Lan Ji's finger wind, how could he not be shocked!

"Impossible, this is impossible!" The corners of Meng Tianlun's eyes twitched violently, and his heart was completely shocked.

Lan Ji's exercises are so strange that they can't be described by common sense.

"Hehe, the knife is broken, it's time for the people to go!" Lan Ji's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and then, another wind suddenly hit the back of his head.

The corners of Meng Tianlun's eyes twitched, and his heart was completely shocked.

Of course, he would not be restrained, and at this moment, his figure suddenly flickered, and he swept away in an instant.

Laugh at!

A sharp finger wind broke through the air, giving insight into his afterimage in one fell swoop.

If he had been a little slower just now, he would have died now.

Even so, he still didn't dare to slack off.

"Hehe, General Meng, don't struggle, you won't be able to escape death today!" Lan Ji's voice sounded again, but it didn't come from a position.

Her position seemed to be erratic, ghostly.

Meng Tianlun's exercises were wide open and closed, more than heavy and fierce, but his sensitivity was insufficient, so under Lan Ji's attack, he inevitably looked clumsy.

Laugh at!

Another finger wind struck from the right side, and Meng Tianlun suddenly fled forward with a roar, flashing by.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in the distance more than ten zhang ahead, and it was Lan Ji!

Laugh at!

Another finger wind struck wildly, almost making Meng Tianlun unable to dodge.

However, after all, he had strong strength, and this blow was still forcibly blocked by him with that broken knife.

But he never expected that these attacks were just illusions, and the truly deadly attacks were actually above his head!

"Die!" Lan Ji suddenly let out an icy snort, and at the same time as the voice sounded, the wind had reached the top of Meng Tianlun's head.

In her opinion, this blow will not have any surprises at all, and it will definitely be able to hit Meng Tianlun hard!

However, at this moment, an incredible scene appeared!

The corners of Lan Ji's eyes twitched, and she saw a sudden white light flashing wildly below, and Meng Tianlun's left fist rushed straight up, rolling up with a layer of dazzling white light and slamming into her finger wind.

Roar!

A furious shout suddenly sounded, and a huge white tiger phantom suddenly flashed out in the shadow of Meng Tianlun's fist, slamming into the finger wind.

Bang!

A furious roar followed, and the White Tiger Phantom and Finger Wind collided together and annihilated each other!

"How could it be?" this time, it was Lan Ji's turn to be shocked.

But after a moment of shock, her face became complicated.

"White Tiger God of War!This is the bloodline of the White Tiger God of War!Originally, you were the descendant of the White Tiger Family, no wonder you were able to lead a million army to keep the Blood Phoenix Kingdom out of the border pass!" Lan Ji's eyes shrank, and her expression became extremely solemn.

But at the same time, the killing intent in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

Looking at the phantom of the white tiger that gradually dissipated in mid-air, a trace of regret flashed in Meng Tianlun's eyes.

Such a violent blow turned out to be just able to block that finger wind, I have to say that Lan Ji's cultivation is really too weird.

If it were someone else, such an attack would have been enough to hit him hard, but Lan Ji was unharmed and not threatened at all.

I have to say that her finger wind attack is really weird!

"Over the years, even if I fought to the death on the battlefield, no one has ever been able to force me to use the White Tiger bloodline, you are the first!" Meng Tianlun stared at Lan Ji intently, his face extremely solemn.

Although he blocked the blow just now, he didn't think that he would be enough to defeat Lan Ji.

Similarly, although it was somewhat unexpected, Lan Ji didn't think that Meng Tianlun had enough ability to save his life.

"Hehe, okay, if you really kill General Meng easily, the slave family will feel strange, but even if you use the blood of the White Tiger God of War, you will still die!" Lan Ji sneered, and his eyes became extremely gloomy.

The figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared into the air.

Meng Tianlun secretly screamed badly, but before he could react, three figures suddenly flashed in front of him.

Immediately after, these three figures flickered slightly, and suddenly became as many as nine!

Nine Lan Ji's ethereal figures kept shaking and flying towards him, each popping out a finger wind that made it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"How can this be reasonable!" Meng Tianlun felt a strong crisis, and his hand broke off the knife and slashed wildly, instantly slashing away several phantoms.

However, there were still three phantoms left in the void, making it completely difficult for him to distinguish between real and fake.

Seeing the three finger winds stabbing wildly, Meng Tianlun finally felt a strong threat, and his left fist shook and bombarded out again.

Roar! The furious White Tiger Phantom blasted out, engulfing two of them in one fell swoop, and crashed into the air.

But what surprised him the most was that the real attack turned out to be another finger wind!

Lan Ji smiled, her gaze extremely cold.

Under her gaze, the finger wind rushed towards Meng Tianlun at an incredible speed, almost making him unable to dodge.

At the critical moment, Meng Tianlun couldn't scruple much more, his left fist trembled wildly, and a white tiger phantom suddenly protected in front of him.

Rumble!

A furious roar followed, and the finger wind instantly broke the white tiger shadow and fell heavily on him.

Burst...... Meng Tianlun snorted, vomited blood and flew back.

"Hahahaha! Didn't the bloodline of the dignified White Tiger God of War still be broken by me?" Lan Ji laughed wildly, and the laughter spread throughout the mountain forest.

Although it broke Meng Tianlun's defenses, it was not enough to kill him in the end.

But in Ranki's opinion, it was only a matter of time.

After seeing the situation here, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel anxious.

Meng Tianlun's significance to Tianyun Country is self-evident, and he himself is very clear.

Once this person falls, the Tianyun Kingdom will definitely suffer from the invasion of the Blood Phoenix Kingdom!

The people and warriors of the Tianyun Kingdom will also suffer from annihilation!

No matter what, he must not allow Meng Tianlun to be killed by Lan Ji in front of his eyes.

"How can this be reasonable!" Ye Chen shouted angrily, and a furious fire rose in his heart.

In the middle of the shot, it suddenly became aggressive.

"Damn!" the Red Dragon Monster suddenly felt the pressure.

Under Ye Chen's furious attack, with his strength, he was forced to retreat.

Being repelled by a junior at the third level of the Linghua Realm made him feel extremely angry.

With a wild roar, the Red Dragon Old Monster rushed forward, and the power of the Baizhang Fire Body soared, preparing to launch a final attack on Ye Chen.