Ji Feilan was in a panic. The incident happened suddenly, as if he did not expect that Jing Jiangtian would suddenly break free from the prison of heaven and earth. A moment ago, he was still intoxicated with the joy of his upcoming victory. In the blink of an eye, his hope was shattered.
The cruel reality gave Ji Feilan a slap in the face.
The situation turned around instantly!
Jing Jiangtian directly broke through the cage and attacked with force.
Everyone was shocked and stood there for a while, confused. They couldn't figure out why Ji Feilan, who had the upper hand, suddenly fell into danger?
But time did not wait for them to think about it.
roar!
Ji Feilan roared, and a dark black spear condensed out of the space in front of him. The spear was about three feet long. It was completely black and exuded a strange metallic light. Between the immortal essence, bursts of powerful power surged out.
, spreading here like a tide.
drink!
The spear pierced through the space.
Click!
Space fragmented.
The dark spear burst out with unparalleled power, seemingly invincible and destroying everything in the world.
When the god-conferring monks saw this scene, they were all overjoyed and couldn't help but cheer for Ji Feilan.
But the Jiuyou monks seemed very calm. They looked at the battle between the two calmly, calmly, with a touch of contempt in their eyes, as if they were not worried about the outcome of this battle at all.
The monks of the Conferred God Realm laughed and said: "They must know that they will definitely lose this battle, so they are pretending to deceive us!"
As soon as these words came out, the other monks took it seriously, nodding their heads and secretly thinking, this must be the case!
But Chu Ge, Sima Du, Lin Zixia and others saw something unusual. There was no doubt about Ji Feilan's strength. Even if Sima Du went up in person, he would not dare to say that he was stronger than Ji Feilan, but among the strongest, there is the strongest.
Sometimes, it's not that you are not strong, but that you have a stronger existence.
For example, Jing Jiangtian.
From the beginning of the battle to the present, Jing Jiangtian has been on the defensive, which created an illusion. It seemed that Ji Feilan was suppressing Jing Jiangtian, but in fact, Ji Feilan was about to run out of skills, but still did not cause substantial harm to Jing Jiangtian.
It is clear at a glance which of the two is stronger and which is weaker, and who is more skilled.
At this moment, the dark spear collided fiercely with the dagger in Jing Jiangtian's hand!
There was no earth shattering as everyone imagined, and there was no stalemate between the two sides. When Jing Jiangtian's dagger touched the dark spear, something shocking happened.
I saw the dagger cutting through the dark spear, like chopping vegetables, without any resistance.
Boom!
Jing Jiangtian stamped his palm hard on Ji Feilan's chest and drove his body into the mountains below, smashing into countless mountains and causing wild beasts and birds to run around and roar.
"Do you still have the strength to fight?" Jing Jiangtian asked condescendingly with a faint smile.
Bang!
Rocks collide.
Ji Feilan's body sprinted out from between the rocks. His clothes were in tatters and dirty, and he showed no trace of his genius. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not defeated yet!"
"Okay then, I will convince you of your defeat and let you know that you monks in the God Realm are synonymous with the weak!" As soon as Jing Jiangtian finished speaking, his body flew up and suddenly turned into an afterimage like a roc spreading its wings.
Into the clouds.
Everyone quickly looked up and saw a figure falling vertically from the clouds, it was Jing Jiangtian.
Jing Jiangtian stepped out and crushed a mountain peak beneath him!
He trampled down again and headed straight for Ji Feilan.
"Tiangong Daoji, suppress it!"
Ji Feilan's expression changed repeatedly and turned livid. The situation was beyond his control. That guy Jing Jiangtian was deliberately playing tricks on him!
Now that things have come to this, we can never back down.
Ji Feilan mobilized his whole body's strength, and the three immortal essences in his body turned into long dragons that wrapped around him and lifted his body up. As Ji Feilan exhaled a breath of turbid air, the Taoist base of the Tiangong emerged and straddled the sky above his head, like an immortal.
It's like a palace, filled with fairy music and floating in the air.
Boom!
The sound of the Heavenly Palace's Taoist base resounded through the sky, like the sound of an immortal.
Ji Feilan kneaded the secret, and various runes gathered together and circulated on the Tiangong. In an instant, the Taoist base of the Tiangong erupted with a dazzling light that stung everyone's eyes.
"Tiangong? The monks of the Conferred God Realm know how to activate the Tiangong. Your attack methods are really frighteningly lacking!" Jingjiang's voice was like thunder, shaking the sky, and everyone's eardrums were so shaken that they hurt, "God's broken legs!"
Facing Ji Feilan who was urging Tiangong to move, Jing Jiangtian still showed no sign of urging Tiangong to move.
Moreover, judging from his expression, it seems that he is not ready to stir up Tiangong.
"He is so confident in his own strength?" Even Chu Ge was a little shocked.
Both are in the Heavenly Palace realm, but the gap between them is like clouds and mud.
Jing Jiangtian stepped out, and when he stepped out, the foot was wrapped in immortal energy, and it was like a pillar holding up the sky. It carried a shocking power and fell hard, shocking all the clouds in the surrounding sky and earth.
"town!"
Ji Feilan roared, desperately urging Tiangong Daoji to collide with him!
Rumble!
Suddenly, a storm swept out, and without giving everyone any time to react, they were thrown away. The Jiuyou monks who were watching the battle could not escape the same fate.
At the center of the collision between Ji Feilan and Jing Jiangtian, the glorious Heavenly Palace burst out with divine light covering the heaven and earth from time to time, and actually blocked all Jing Jiangtian's attacks.
However, without allowing Ji Feilan to express his joy, Jing Jiangtian launched another attack!
"Tiancan Palm!"
Jing Jiangtian was only ten feet away from Ji Feilan, which was very close. At this time, he used his palm technique, condensed his palm prints in an instant, and directly bombarded Ji Feilan, falling down without mercy!
Click!
A gap opened in the heavenly palace.
Ji Feilan was shocked. His Tiangong Daoji was actually cracked?
You must know that this is the strongest trump card for those in the Tiangong realm. It is the basis of all their cultivation and the foundation of their cultivation. Once the Tiangong is broken, it means that their journey of cultivation is over!
"Hmph, what a fragile Tiangong Daoji! Break it into pieces for me!" Jing Jiangtian suddenly used force and came at him again.
"not good!"
Ji Feilan did not dare to use the Tiangong Taoist foundation anymore and quickly put it away. However, at this time, Jing Jiangtian also rushed to Ji Feilan's body and brought a palm wind with ten thousand junctures to forcefully fall on Ji Feilan's chest.
Ji Feilan stretched out his left arm to block, trying to block the attack.
But in the next breath, an arm flew out!
"ah!!!"
Ji Feilan roared sadly, and his left arm was directly removed by Jing Jiangtian!
Suddenly, blood spread all over the ground, and the blood flow continued,
Ji Feilan's face turned pale and he quickly shouted: "I admit defeat, I lose!"
"Hmph! Trash!" Jing Jiangtian was stunned, scolded him as a trash, and then turned around and walked away, as if looking at Ji Feilan again would be an insult to him.
Ji Feilan's face looked uglier than ever before. "Trash?" Those were the words he used to scold others, but now they fell on him.
He lost!
Ji Feilan walked step by step to the Nanshan Sword Sect camp, looking ashamed and not daring to look up at them. The pain of a broken arm was only temporary, and the broken arm could be regenerated, but the mental humiliation was permanent.
Jing Jiangtian's contemptuous words still echoed in Ji Feilan's ears, making him tremble all over.
Xuantian Palace, Nanshan Sword Sect and others were all stunned. Ji Feilan lost the first battle, which had a great impact on morale.
"Winning two out of three games, Ji Feilan lost one directly, which means that we must win the next two games in order to survive. Otherwise, we can only commit suicide here according to the oath of heaven!"
"Is the Nanshan Sword Sect really one of the four major sects? Why are the disciples in the sect so weak? That Chu Ge is only in the middle stage of the other side realm. He originally thought that Ji Feilan could win, but he turned out to be a paper tiger.
Beat up!"
"Bah! What bullshit Nanshan Sword Sect has a unique and false name. It's time to give the name of the four major sects to our Xuantian Palace!"
"These guys are dragging us back and suggest that our people will fight in the next two battles! Moreover, after we win, we will leave them here to die!"
The disciples of Xuantian Palace laughed.
They had been holding back a lot of anger, especially when facing the pressure of death. They urgently needed an outlet to vent their anger. Ji Feilan's defeat just gave them the opportunity to vent their anger.
If they were elsewhere, they might be afraid of the Nanshan Sword Sect and dare not speak nonsense, but here, first of all, they are stronger than everyone in the Nanshan Sword Sect, and it is very likely that they will die soon. Who will die because of Ji Feilan?
Why do you care about the majesty of Nanshan Sword Sect!
What's ridiculous is that they all attributed the cause of death to Ji Feilan's defeat, but forgot that they were the ones who involved the Nanshan Sword Sect and put all the disciples of the Nanshan Sword Sect in danger.
Ji Feilan lowered his head, his body was trembling, he was speechless, and his previous majesty was completely gone.
Ye Fan and Ao Jiu exchanged curses with those people, but after all, it was difficult for two mouths to fight against a group of mouths. The two of them faced more than a dozen mouths, and soon they were drowned out by the curses.
Seeing that everyone had finished venting their anger, Sima Du coughed lightly and waved his hands gently. The disciples of Xuantian Palace immediately stopped and stopped cursing.
Chu Ge's eyes flashed and he sneered in his heart.
"It seems that the Xuantian Palace disciples vented their anger because of Sima Du's instigation. Even if Sima Du did not secretly instigate it, his connivance is indispensable!" Chu Ge secretly increased his vigilance. These Xuantian Palace disciples are not good birds either.
Lin Zixia, on the other hand, frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the performance of the Xuantian Palace disciples, but in the end she didn't say anything or meant to stop them.
The closer we get to death, the more human nature becomes apparent.
Perhaps, even Lin Zixia was complaining about Ji Feilan's failure in trying to compete.
A pack of white-eyed wolves.
Chu Ge sighed, if it weren't for them, Chu Ge and others would have left here long ago.
"Do you know what is the most interesting thing about the monks in the Conferred God Realm?" Jing Jiangtian smiled and watched everyone scolding each other, then suddenly asked.
Jing Jiangtian shook his head and said: "Internal strife! You particularly like internal strife. Our Jiuyou Realm invades the Eastern Territory, while your Southern Territory, Western Territory and Northern Territory watch the fire from across the bank, not caring about your life or death!"
"According to ancient records, when Jiuyou invaded last time, the war was about to end. Your Eastern Region had not yet won the final victory, but it had already begun to divide the chaotic territory after the war! Taking this opportunity, we Jiuyou Realm monks were able to retain most of
The strength is ridiculous!”
"Look, you are now starting to fight among yourself again!"