Ji Tianxing knew very well that the Four Spirits Holy Flag was a high-grade soul-level magic weapon with very strong defense.
His unique skill of splitting the sky with one sword is of course unrivaled and invincible.
But he could not guarantee that after this sword was blocked by the Four Spirits Holy Flag, it could still kill Murong Zheng.
That's unrealistic.
The most likely possibility is that the Four Spirits Holy Flag was bounced away or injured, and Murong Zheng was unharmed, with only minor injuries at most.
When this thought flashed through Ji Tianxing's mind, he changed his target without hesitation and slashed at the man in black robe with his sword.
Murong Zheng is stronger and protected by the Four Spirits Holy Flag, so he is not easy to kill.
The man in black robe was weak, so Ji Tianxing decided to kill him first and then deal with Murong Zheng!
The man in black robe stood not far from Murong Zheng, holding a sword in his hand, and he was fighting for Murong Zheng.
He originally thought that while Ji Tianxing and Murong were fighting, he would help him and use the secret assassination technique.
After all, he was born in Duntian Sect and was best at concealment and assassination.
But he never expected that Ji Tianxing's sword was about to hit Murong Zheng, but it suddenly struck him.
At that moment, his expression changed drastically, his eyes showed a look of fear, and he cursed in his heart: "Fuck you!! I have no enmity with you, but instead of killing Murong Zheng, you killed me first?"
The man in black robe was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but he could only run away desperately, without any resistance.
His real name is Ji Wucuo, which was given to him by his master, but now he has nothing to do.
"Bang!"
Amidst the deafening sound, the Great Sword of the Sky struck hard at Ji Wucuo, who was running away in panic.
The violent air waves formed white shock waves, spreading in all directions and instantly covering a radius of fifty miles.
Murong Zheng, who was closer, was shaken and flew ten miles away.
Half of the sky was illuminated by white light, and the night was as bright as day.
The momentum of this sword was earth-shattering and extremely terrifying.
Ji Wucuo's figure was submerged in the white light, and he didn't even utter a scream. It was like ice and snow melting on the spot, and his body collapsed and disintegrated.
The armor he was wearing and the Horcrux sword in his hand were all shattered by this sword.
After his physical body was destroyed into powder, his soul was also injured by the power of the giant sword, causing cracks to break out.
A moment later, when the white light that covered the sky dissipated and the night sky returned to darkness, the remaining power of the sword dissipated.
A white light flew up into the night sky with a "swish" and fled into the distance.
That was Ji Wucuo's soul. He was not as lucky as Murong Zheng to have the golden body of Xuanye as his external incarnation.
His body was destroyed and his soul had nowhere to rely on, so he could only run away in panic.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about the friendship between fellow disciples, and he didn't even dare to think about killing Ji Tianxing and avenging Murong Lingfeng.
He just wants to escape and get away from this place as quickly as possible, it is important to save his life!
But Ji Tianxing wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, piercing the night sky as fast as the aurora, and chasing after him with his sword.
"Want to escape? Die!"
He shouted coldly, swung his broken sword and slashed out a shocking sword light, killing Ji Wucuo's soul.
However, Murong Zheng had already rushed over and controlled the Four Spirits Holy Flag to block him.
"The dharma image of heaven and earth, the four spirits subdue the sky!"
Murong Zheng shouted angrily, and controlled the four holy flags to fly and rotate, condensing a huge light curtain in the night sky, blocking Ji Tianxing like a barrier.
"Bang!"
The blazing white sword light struck the colorful barrier with a bang, making a loud noise, but it collapsed and exploded.
The colorful barrier also trembled, cracked and dissipated very quickly.
Ji Tianxing's momentum was blocked and he was immediately held back by Murong Zheng. It was impossible to pursue him again.
Ji Wucuo's spirit escaped ten miles away, and he did not forget to use his spirit to transmit the message, and said to Murong Zheng: "Senior Brother Murong, the traitor is very powerful, I will take the first step!
Don't be brave, if you lose, you have to retreat, I will go back to Duntian Sect now to bring in reinforcements to help you!"
After that, Ji Wucuo didn't wait for Murong Zheng's response and flew away in a panic.
After just a few breaths, the white light of the soul disappeared from the sky and was swallowed up by the dark night.
Among the vast mountains, rivers and forests, only Ji Tianxing and Murong Zheng were left, still fighting and entangled.
Both of them tried their best and just wanted to kill each other as quickly as possible.
The swords, lights, and shadows crisscrossed each other, constantly clashing in the night sky, making loud noises.
While Murong Zheng was fighting with Ji Tianxing, he was thinking: "Hmph! This guy Ji Wucuo is still as greedy and afraid of death as before, and has no spine!
This kid only makes sneak attacks in the dark. He doesn't have the courage to fight head-on, nor does he have the responsibility and dignity of a strong man!
Because of this, Master did not pay attention to him and passed the Xuanye Golden Fetus to me.
Wait until he returns to the Escape Sky Sect to bring in reinforcements? In less than an hour, I will definitely be able to chop off Ji Tianxing’s head with my sword!”
At the same time, Ji Tianxing frowned and thought to himself with a gloomy face: "Murong Zheng's Four Spirits Holy Flag is indeed a family heirloom, with such strong defense!
Unless I fight in close combat, I can use the broken sword to break through the defense of the Holy Flag. Otherwise, it is almost impossible to break through the protection of the Four Spirits Holy Flag with the secrets of martial arts!
Murong Zheng also knows this, so he has always been wary of me and will not fight me at close range... No, I have to create opportunities!"
Ji Tianxing made up his mind and deliberately exposed a flaw, causing Murong Zheng to attack.
Taking advantage of Murong Zheng's fierce attack, he quickly used the sword soul fighting method. With his miraculous body skills, he avoided the sword light and rushed in front of Murong Zheng.
"Old man, suffer death!"
Ji Tianxing suddenly appeared a thousand meters behind Murong Zheng, shouted loudly, and slashed hard with his sword.
"Draw your sword!"
The broken sword slashed out a blazing white sword light, instantly cutting through the night and hitting Murong Zheng.
Before Murong Zheng had time to dodge, he was knocked backwards by the sword.
On his left shoulder, there was immediately a wound more than a foot long and two inches deep.
This sword almost cut off his entire left arm.
However, neither blood nor bones could be seen from the wound.
After Murong Zheng flew backwards a thousand meters away, golden light flashed all over his body, and he immediately used his magic power to repair the wound on his left shoulder.
In the blink of an eye, the wound was back to normal.
Seeing this scene, Ji Tianxing frowned immediately, his expression a bit ugly.
Murong Zheng, however, was full of pride, grinning and sneering, "Hehehe... little beast, are you dumbfounded? You've never seen such a miraculous self-healing ability, have you?"
As the head of an eternal family, I have the resources, treasures and secrets that you can’t even imagine!
You can't fight me, just accept your fate and die!"
Ji Tianxing stared at him with cold eyes, a sneer on his lips, and said in a playful tone: "Isn't it just an incarnation of a puppet? What's so great about it?
Do you really think I can’t kill you? Then you should open your eyes and see clearly!”
As he spoke, he raised his left arm, which was as heavy as a mountain, and the flame mark on the back of his hand lit up with sacred golden light.