His eyes flickered, Jun Suifeng was a little puzzled, he felt that the Xuanluo Mirror Martial Artist should not dare to make a move, but why did he appear here?

"Aoxue, I won't die, and I will definitely find you!"

Jun looked down at the storage ring on his ring finger abruptly, and his eyes were clear and dyed with a tenacious light, which was the only thing Aoxue left him.

This Xuanluo Mirror Martial Artist is very strong, but thinking of Yu Aoxue, Jun Suifeng is not afraid, he still has a lot to do, the seal of the Ten Thousand Clans is about to be opened, and he will not have any scruples about coming to Huangfeng Valley and Qingxuguan, he must go home quickly, so he must get out of the city as soon as possible.

There was a decision in his heart, the day-by-day footwork immediately stepped out, the toes lightly touched the ground, Jun Suifeng's figure became extraordinarily light, and the day-by-day footwork had gradually groped for the way after a few battles, and the speed was not weak and the wind was not too fast.

"Whoosh!"

"Who?"

An afterimage came out of the sky, so that people didn't have time to see the true face of the person, and his body was half horizontal, and he ran directly up on the city wall, attracting questions from the soldiers of the city wall.

"A rain of swords!"

Jun Suifeng didn't pay attention to it, but responded to them with actions, the cold light was a little bit, and it was fleeting, and more than a dozen soldiers who were refining the gas mirror didn't even have time to scream, and they were directly beheaded.

"It's not good, he's Jun Suifeng, someone came to hold him!" A soldier reacted and shouted loudly, and immediately two more rows of soldiers with bronze spears rushed towards Jun Suifeng, and the spears exuded a cold aura under the blessing of true qi.

These soldiers are generally refining the qi mirror, and it is not powerful to stab alone, but a group of people joining forces can be described as an earth-shattering shock, and the killing aura alone shocks the crowd.

"Bell!"

With a flash of cold light, Jun jumped and spun with the wind, swept with that vast and brilliant sword qi, and the tips of dozens of spears were directly cut off, and the powerful anti-shock force shocked these soldiers with cracked mouths and unstable bodies.

"Huh!"

Jun Suifeng's expression was grim, his face was expressionless, and his backhand was slashed out with a sword, this sword was extremely terrifying and extreme, with a violent sword intent, which made people's hearts cold, and the sword light sprinkled, and dozens of soldiers were directly blasted out by the sword qi in their chests, and they died.

After killing all the people around him, Jun Suifeng didn't pause, and stepped out at great speed with his footwork day by day, wanting to rush down the city wall, he didn't want to play slowly with these people.

"Kill!"

At the same time, the warriors of the various forces below followed with a loud shout, and stepped on the city wall one after another, and the true qi of different attributes exploded, and for a while, the eastern city wall area of the Feiyun Imperial City was full of colors and dazzling, intertwined and flickering in the dark night, extremely dazzling.

However, Jun Suifeng had just stepped out of the city wall and was about to break through to the outside of the city wall, his face suddenly changed, he seemed to have hit a flexible wall, and the powerful shock directly blocked him back, making him unable to leave.

"Well, could it be a formation!"

Jun turned over with the wind, and after landing steadily, he immediately turned around and looked at the beacon tower, but the two Xuanluo Mirror warriors had already disappeared, and when he looked outside the city, the figures of the two great warriors were outside the city wall.

They sat cross-legged, holding red and green flags in their hands, and on the ground outside the city wall, there were also eighteen pennants, each flag was dancing, under the injection of Yuan Li, there were wonderful fluctuations in the spread, very weird.

Sure enough, he was guessed by Jun Suifeng, and his face immediately sank, these forces were so shameless, the Xuanluo Mirror Martial Artist didn't dare to deal with him, so he let the Xuanluo Mirror Martial Artist hold the formation to trap this place, so it was not good to attack him.

"Young Master, hurry up!"

At this time, a wood-attribute martial artist had already come to Jun Suifeng's not far away, with a loud shout, his hands were sealed, and vines grew on the ground, tightly wrapping his legs, and still spreading upward.

"Thunder Fist!"

Before the words were finished, a long rainbow rushed straight in, this is Mao Fan, the son of the leader of the Imperial Forest Army of the Imperial Family, with extraordinary strength, with the strength of the eighth layer of the Spirit Mirror, and he is also a leader among the younger generation.

I saw that the man shouted, and the true qi exploded and gathered, turning into a thunder wave, covering the whole body, extremely dazzling, and above those fists, there was a violent thunder power, a punch roared, the momentum was like a rainbow, as if it could open the mountain and crack the ground.

Jun Suifeng's face did not change, he stretched out the power of nature, the murderous aura shook the sky, shrouded the city wall, and the light of the silkworm ice silk hand bloomed, making him like the immortal king of Xuantian was creating the law.

"Jiuyang Killing Fist!"

When the man was approaching, Jun raised his fist with Chixia with the wind, and he was indomitable, and he shook it strongly, and punched two punches in a row, the first punch directly shattered the thunder light, and the shock made Mao Fan tremble violently, and the blood in his fist was splashed, revealing the white bones of Sensen, and the second punch hit directly towards the chest, which was so fast that people couldn't dodge.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Mao Fan only felt a masculine to the extreme, and the unparalleled power of the power hit his chest, and he couldn't resist at all, so he flew out directly with his feet on the ground, and hit the blue and white rock where the city wall was built, and the rock exploded instantly, which barely stabilized his body.

"Well, I didn't kill like this, it's really durable, it looks like I'm going to put away my contempt. ”

Jun Suifeng said with some surprise, this time he is using all his strength to use the Jiuyang Killing Fist, with the general trend of the power of nature, and he is wearing the Heavenly Silkworm Ice Silk Hand on his hand, if it is an ordinary Spirit Mirror Martial Artist, the whole body is shattered, this person can still stand, which shows that he is not weak.

Mao Fan was already frightened by the two punches, and he didn't dare to step forward anymore, as soon as he heard Jun Suifeng's words, the reason why Jun Suifeng threw two punches was because he thought he would die, so there was no third punch.

He thinks that his cultivation is not weak, and he is no worse than people at the same level, and now he was first beaten away by Jun Suifeng with two punches, and he is still wearing the thousand feather inner armor magic weapon given by his father, and his defense is very amazing, and the general magic weapon is difficult to help him, and the other party actually wants to beat him to death with two punches, thinking of this, he felt suffocated in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

However, in the next moment, seven more martial artists joined forces to attack, and each of them exploded their true qi to the extreme, and everyone had at least four layers of cultivation in the Spirit Mirror, and now they joined forces, and the true qi of seven different attributes gathered in the air and turned into a heavenly sword.

These are people from a small family in the Imperial City, and their cultivation is not particularly powerful, but they use a wizard array, the seven of them have the same mind, occupy different directions, can attack and defend, unpredictable, and the power is like seven people superimposed together, as long as the seven people shoot at the same time, even if they face the martial artists of the ninth layer of the Spirit Mirror, they can also fight.

"Slash!"

The seven people shouted at the same time, the heavenly sword was bright, the light was shining, and it fell sharply, and the cold and terrifying power seemed to tear everything apart.

When this knife was condensed, Jun Suifeng's face became solemn, this knife was very strong, and the true qi exploded, breaking the vines wrapped around his legs, and dodging very quickly, at the same time, the hand of silence punched out strongly, and the breath of death instantly began to collapse, and the black handprint blasted towards the key leaders of the seven people, and the strong wind howled.

"Boom!"

A scene that made everyone feel incredible appeared, the colorful heavenly sword suddenly turned sideways, the momentum skyrocketed, the wind became violent, and slashed at the hand of silence, sending out a violent storm of true qi, blowing the warrior's hair up to the sky.