Shamanism kills the god

thump...

A loud noise suddenly spread far away.

Zhao Ji, who had been standing still for a long time, punched out suddenly at the moment when the huge platform was about to hit his head, sending the heavy platform flying.Blood was rolling all over his body, every inch of skin contained majestic power, and his strength was exhausted.Compared with the aggressive Mu Feng with a violent aura all over his body, his momentum is not inferior!

"Zhao Ji, you will die today!"

Mu Feng's tone was ice-cold, and ferocious blood spears appeared in his hands, swimming around Zhao Ji at an increasing speed.Every time he took a step, a dense wave of blood spears roared towards Zhao Ji. 72 sides, 610 three arms, a wave of violent attacks in an instant.Every blood spear inherits his strength and murderous aura, attacking fiercely. [

huh, huh, huh...

The sound of the blood spear piercing the air was continuous. From a distance, it seemed that there were thousands of troops arrayed around, and they were attacking Zhao Ji in waves in a uniform manner. The speed was getting faster and faster, and the strength was getting more and more amazing.

After experiencing the baptism of thunderstorms, Mu Feng has reached the limit of a cultivator in the real world, and the blood and true energy in his body seem to be inexhaustible.Ordinary blood spears are also more powerful when used, and the attack is like the tide of the sea, and the waves are getting higher and higher.Under his fierce attack, the astonishing Grand Master Zhao Ji seemed to be too tired to deal with it, and danger abounded.

However, although it looked extremely dangerous, it has not been fatally attacked for a long time.Every time at a critical moment, he dodges dangerously and dangerously, protecting the vital points of his body, only defending but not attacking.From the looks of it, it seemed that he was testing Mu Feng's strength, and also seemed to be deliberately showing weakness, waiting for Mu Feng to consume a lot of real energy before suddenly launching a fatal counterattack!

"Mu Feng, I have to admit that your strength is stronger than I imagined. You have cultivated to such a state at a young age, no wonder you were named a generation of monsters by the world's masters. However, with this strength alone, you are not mine. The opponent can't kill me! If you have any trump card, use it, or I will do it!"

After withstood more than ten rounds of Mu Feng's attacks, Zhao Ji let out a cold snort.With a flick of a finger, the blood spear that roared towards the door was defeated directly, showing its fierce power.

Hulong, Hulong...

A thunderous muffled sound came from the sky above Jiguan again, and the ancient Zhanshengtai, which was blown away by Zhao Ji, made a comeback, swooping down from high altitude, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Facing Zhao Ji's provocation, Mu Feng didn't say a word, and put all his energy into attacking.

This time, the bloody light of the Zhanshengtai, which made a comeback, surged, and bloody runes appeared one after another.In the void, there were bursts of fighting sounds, like thunder, like the beating of war drums, and like the hoarse shouts of thousands of people, which made people's blood boil.The people watching at the extreme view all felt their blood tumbling, as if they were about to boil out of control, and the blood rushed to their brains.

"Blood controls the world, and blood is the foundation. This is the power of a great blood refining witch?"

Zhao Ji's expression changed, and the Qi and blood in his body also faintly showed signs of losing control.Looking at the Zhanshengtai that dived straight down from the sky, his face was heavy, his toes suddenly exerted force, and he was firmly nailed to the ground, not daring to be careless in the slightest.No need to think too much, he also knew that Mu Feng's blow was no small matter, he added the power of his natal supernatural power to refine the blood to this ancient weapon of killing the holy platform. The latest chapter of yy life!

thump...

Another loud noise spread far away, resounding through the sky and shaking the entire capital.Suddenly, the ground trembled and the mountains shook, and the entire Amethyst Mountain where Jiguan was located shook.

Faced with Mu Feng's full blow, Zhao Ji punched out again.

As a master of the seven masters of true martial arts, a pair of fists is his most powerful weapon.With one punch, a fist mark was left on the ancient weapon of the Severing Saint Stage, which is shocking!

"Come again, I want to see if your fists are stronger, or the ancient weapon of cutting off the holy platform is more powerful!"

Mu Feng yelled, crazily pumping the true energy in his body, and the Zhan Sheng Tai, which was blown away by Zhao Ji's punch, turned a corner in the sky, and then roared down again.This time, the momentum was stronger, it seemed to be twice as heavy as before, and it was pressed down hard like a hundred thousand mountains.

"True martial strength, seven kills!" [

Zhao Ji suddenly raised his head and let out a deafening roar.

Under the eyes of everyone, he finally moved, instead of rushing towards Mu Feng who was swimming around beside him, he flew into the sky, headed towards the imposing Sacred Sect Altar, and punched fiercely.Before he finished speaking, a seven-foot-long cyan aura erupted from his fist, and an incomparable wave of power flooded the world.The next moment, there was a loud bang, and a punch sent the heavy Zhan Shengtai far away.After flying to the ground, his face was pale, and his chest heaved sharply, as if a large amount of real energy had been consumed with just one punch.At the same time, Mu Feng's throat was sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

After thorough refining, Zhan Shengtai matched his mind.The moment the Zhanshengtai was slammed into the air by Zhao Ji, his chest seemed to be hit hard. It seemed that Zhao Ji's punch didn't hit the Zhanshengtai, but directly hit his chest.

"Okay, what a martial artist, come again, kill!"

Mu Feng suddenly stopped, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and with a puff, a mouthful of life essence blood sprayed out with a mournful cry and landed on the cutting platform in the palm of his hand.In an instant, the blood of this ancient weapon soared, and it soared into the sky.The next moment, it came back with a booming sound of breaking through the air.

The more amazing Zhao Ji's strength was, the more ruthless Mu Feng became.It seems that this battle is not only a matter of life and death, but also a victory or defeat in terms of absolute strength, and there will be no end to death!

Again?

Looking at the Zhanshengtai whizzing down from above, Zhao Ji smiled coldly, suddenly soared into the sky, and punched out again, showing no sign of weakness.In this battle, not only was he determined to decide the winner, but he also wanted to convince Mu Feng!However, just as he was about to smash his fist on the cutting platform, his eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he felt a strong danger.

scoff, scoff, scoff...

Shocking snake-shaped lightning suddenly appeared on the chopping platform that had been shaken several times, accompanied by deafening thunder.

In an instant, Zhao Ji had an illusion, as if he had returned to the ancient Wenbi Pagoda in southern Xinjiang, and the sound of rolling thunder exploded directly in his mind.His body shook, his hands and feet were instantly cold and stiff, and he lost control. He watched countless snake-shaped lightning getting closer and closer!

"No..., thunderstorm..., this is the remnant soul of the thunderstorm that Daoist Ruoxu has been suppressing for hundreds of millions of years, no..."

Zhao Ji cried out in shock, struggled vigorously, and quickly regained consciousness in his limbs.However, just as he was about to dodge it, it was already too late, and the heavy Zhan Shengtai was pressed down hard, accompanied by the roar of crackling lightning.

Thunderstorm power!

Mu Feng frantically pumped the true energy in his body recklessly, and suddenly sacrificed the Chaos Heart Armor refined from Chaos Orbs.

The ferocious blood spear attacks fiercely, the heavy holy platform is terrifying, and the attack methods emerge in endlessly.However, the thunderstorm power that was suddenly blessed on the cutting platform was his deadly attack!