Immortal Martial Venerable

The four generals of Hongtian under Gu Fei's command are not easy to provoke. You must know that these four generals were also the most powerful generals under Emperor Hongtian at the time.

The Four Great Wars of Hongtian can be said to have crawled out of the dead. They have extremely rich combat experience. Among the same rank, they also have few opponents.

And Feng Miefei of the Feng Clan of the Eastern Desolate Demon Race, but he had only broken through to the emperor realm for less than a thousand years, how could he be the opponent of the Wu Ji war.

Wu Jizhan had just gotten a little serious, Feng Miefei was no longer an opponent. When Wu Jizhan was slashed, the terrifying sword aura directly invaded his body, cutting off his vitality.

Feng Miefei vomited blood and retreated violently.

However, Wu Jizhan would not let him go, he would chase him directly, and he would be able to directly kill the new emperor of the Feng Clan with just another shot.

However, some people didn't want Wu Jizhan to kill Feng Miefei.

A figure suddenly appeared on the opposite side of Wu Ji Zhan, directly blocking Wu Ji Zhan.

"Another one to die!"

Wu Jizhan slashed at this guy directly.

"Om!"

The Po Tian Jue Demon Knife in Wu Jizhan's hand made a trembling, and the sharp and fierce sword light rushed out from the magic knife in his hand, instantly turning into a dragon shadow and rushing towards the man.

The sword Guanghualong, the sword made by Wu Jizhan is extremely domineering and indomitable.

"what……"

The man was taken aback. The next moment, a huge tortoise shell rushed out of this man, and it instantly became as huge as a mountain.

"Clang!"

Wu Jizhan's knife smashed the tortoise shell fiercely, the powerful sword power erupted, and the huge tortoise shell was actually chopped down by the knife.

The man also fell from the air.

"It turned out to be an old turtle."

Wu Jizhan disdainfully said.

"You bastard!"

"You dare to underestimate my Xuanwu tribe?"

Several powerful figures rushed out from the army of the Eastern Desolate Monster Race, and these guys roared at Wu Ji Zhan.

"Che, it's just a group of old tortoises, who dare to be presumptuous in front of Lao Tzu, just knowing how to live or die."

As Wu Jizhan said, he slashed directly at the strong men of the Xuanwu tribe, and the light of the sword flashed across the void in an instant like lightning.

"..."

The strong men of the Xuanwu tribe were immediately frightened. None of them would have thought that this martial arts war would be so overbearing, they would kill if they disagree!

"Roar!"

Seeing that the powerful Xuanwu tribes were about to be slashed by Wu Jizhe, a terrifying roar sounded, and then a dragon shadow rushed out from the camp of the Eastern Desolate Monster Clan.

I saw this dragon shadow opened his mouth and sucked, actually swallowing the sword that Wu Jizhan had chopped off.

"Ok?"

When Wu Jizhan saw this, he was not surprised but rejoiced, and finally came out a person who could let him enjoy the battle.

If these guys all cooked like Feng Miefei, it would be too boring.

But seeing the dragon shadow dissipate, a middle-aged man wearing a golden armor appeared in front of Wu Jizhan, and a powerful dragon aura spread from the middle-aged golden armor.

When Wu Jizhan saw this golden-clad middle-aged man, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. This golden-clad middle-aged man was just like himself, a powerful and domineering person.

"I don't kill the unknown, you report it."

Wu Jizhan Yiheng's Po Tian Jue Demon Sword stared at the man and said coldly.

At this time, several strong men of the Xuanwu tribe escaped from the dead, surprised and delighted.

"Long Zun's life-saving grace, I will never forget it."

"Long Zun is sent, and I will wait for my death."

Those powerful Xuanwu tribes hurriedly saluted the middle-aged man in golden armor. All these guys were very respectful.

The middle-aged man in Jinjia didn't even look at the strong men of the Xuanwu clan.

The few powerhouses of the Xuanwu clan didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction, so they just retreated.

"You are the Dragon Lord of the Eastern Desolate Dragon Race?"

Wu Jizhan's expression became dignified. As far as he knew, the Dragon Lord of the Eastern Wilderness Dragon Clan was not a person's name, but a title among the Eastern Wilderness Dragon Clan, the supreme title among the Eastern Wilderness Dragon Clan.

However, this title is not easy to get.

Dragon Zun, the supreme dragon clan, this title represents the supreme status of the dragon clan. The first person of the dragon clan can sit on an equal footing with the clan leader of the dragon clan.

Facing such a powerful dragon clan powerhouse, Wu Jizhan naturally did not dare to neglect.

"You are not my opponent."

The Jinjia middle-aged man looked at Wu Jizhan indifferently and said calmly.

"what did you say?"

Wu Jizhan was immediately angry when he heard this. Before he fought, this guy said he was not his opponent? This guy is too crazy!

"I'm telling the truth. If you don't want to die, just give me the fuck."

Long Zun said impatiently.

Wu Jizhan was completely angry, this guy dared to underestimate himself so much.

When he held the knife tightly, he was about to shoot.

Lao Tzu does not show off your power, you become a sick cat of Lao Tzu?

"Fourth brother, step back!"

At this moment, a majestic voice came from behind Wu Jizhan.

"Big Brother..."

Wu Jizhan immediately stopped. The person who spoke was Wu Jixian, the boss of the four Hongtian generals, and the highest cultivation among the four Hongtian generals.

"I tell you to quit!"

Seeing Wu Jizhan still hesitating, Wu Jixian became a little unhappy, and his tone became heavier.

"yes, Sir!"

Wu Jizhan gave Long Zun a fiercely opposite, and then retreated unwillingly.

"You are not bad, do you dare to fight?"

Long Zun looked at the person who came out step by step in the opposite camp and said calmly.

"If you want to fight, then fight, what is it!"

Wu Jixian took a step forward as he spoke, and instantly came to Long Zun's body, and then slammed his fist towards Long Zun.

A simple and direct punch, without even any vitality fluctuations erupting from Wu Jixian's fist, this punch was like a punch Wu Jixian hit casually.

However, when the punch fell in Long Zun's eyes, Long Zun's pupils shrank suddenly.

Wu Jixian's punch directly hit the eternal power of the Great Dao. If an ordinary Ji Dao martial artist was hit by a punch, his body and spirit would be destroyed.

For thousands of years, Wu Jixian is not playing either.

Long Zun didn't dare to neglect, he also punched out, a huge golden dragon phantom emerged from his body. Unlike Wu Jixian, Long Zun's punch was huge and fluctuating in vitality.

This is simply two extremes.

"bump!"

With a muffled sound, two fists banged together, and then a violent wave of vitality swept out in all directions centered on the two.

Everyone stared nervously at the two figures in the sky.

The powerhouses of the two camps had to retreat to the distance, for fear of being affected by the power of these two people.

You know, this is an eternal power, representing the super-emperor realm.

At this time, no one knew, a figure appeared silently in the sky.

"These four guys have made a lot of progress!"

Gu Fei arrived, and he finally returned to Nanban.