Marshal Zhengdong practiced for six thousand years before he became as strong as he is today.
He spent his whole life opening up territory for the Fatian Clan and fighting bloody battles to achieve his current status.
Since reaching the sixth level of True God Realm, he has not broken through the realm for seven hundred years.
He knew very well that without a great opportunity, it would be difficult to improve his strength in the future.
As for ascending to the upper realm and breaking through to the realm of gods, he didn't even dare to hope.
And the Ji Tianxing in front of him was the biggest opportunity for him.
If he were to be killed, he would be able to obtain great wealth and wealth at his fingertips, and he would also have the hope of improving his strength and breaking through to the realm of gods!
When he thought of this, Marshal Zhengdong's blood boiled with excitement and his whole body trembled with excitement.
Although, he knew that Ji Tianxing was very strong.
But he is not a weakling, and there are hundreds of Heaven-defeating Martial Gods beside him.
No matter what, he can easily kill Ji Tianxing without any surprises!
How fierce and vicious was Ji Tianxing's gaze?
How could you not see Marshal Zhengdong’s thoughts?
He immediately showed a joking sneer and said in a playful tone: "It seems that Emperor Fatian only told you that you can gain power and wealth by killing me.
But he didn't tell you that he was beaten violently by me and ran away in embarrassment after being seriously injured.
If you knew this, you wouldn't be blindly optimistic now."
This news made Marshal Zhengdong feel as if he had been struck by thunder, and his whole body seemed to be turned to stone.
He was stunned in shock, his body stiff and froze on the spot, staring straight at Ji Tianxing.
After a moment, he came back to his senses and roared almost subconsciously: "Fart! Ji Tianxing, don't stop deceiving the public with your evil words and deceiving people's hearts!
What kind of person is the great emperor of our clan?
He has already reached the limit of being a true god, half-stepping into the realm of a god, and is invincible across the starry sky.
Do you, a humble human race like you, deserve to be compared with the great emperor of our race?
Today, I will kill you on the spot to expose your ridiculous lies!"
Marshal Zhengdong naturally had never heard of this incident and did not believe what Ji Tianxing said.
Even if he has some doubts in his heart, he must show contempt and disdain and try his best to deny the matter.
Otherwise, how could Emperor Feitian's face be saved?
While roaring, Marshal Zhengdong waved his swords with murderous intent and struck two thousand-foot-long giant blades at Ji Tianxing.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
The dazzling purple light blade locked onto Ji Tianxing's soul and slashed at it with the power to create the world.
He couldn't avoid it, he could only try to resist it or take action to resolve it.
Between heaven and earth, murderous aura suddenly surged, and purple light filled the sky.
Ji Tianxing, however, looked indifferent and swung the Heaven Burial Sword seemingly casually, sweeping out.
"Whoosh!"
A thousand-foot-long dazzling golden sword light cut through the sky with endless divine power, and hit two purple light blades head-on.
Only two loud "bang bang" sounds were heard, and the two purple light blades collapsed on the spot, turning into fragments and splashing into the sky.
The golden sword light was intact, and its power was not reduced as it slashed at Marshal Zhengdong.
Marshal Zhengdong's expression suddenly changed, a look of surprise flashed through his eyes, and he subconsciously swung his swords to strike.
"Bang!"
Amidst the muffled sound, the dazzling golden sword light was chopped into pieces, and fragments of golden light filled the sky.
However, Marshal Zhengdong was shaken and flew backwards, rolling and hitting the crowd ten miles away.
More than a dozen Fatian Martial Gods all exclaimed and rushed forward to catch Marshal Zhengdong.
"Boom-boom-boom!"
The violent impact knocked everyone upside down and turned them upside down.
Marshal Zhengdong didn't have time to adjust his clothes, and roared in anger: "You bastards, what are you doing standing still? Kill him for me!"
The dozen or so Heaven-defeating Martial Gods came to their senses, all said they obeyed, and all swung their swords to kill Ji Tianxing.
At the same time, Ji Wuhen and Ji Wushuang also waved their divine swords, slashing out an overwhelming sword light.
"One sword gleams coldly the nineteen states!"
"Quanyue Xuanguang Sword!"
It was like a sword light flying from the sky, carrying a brilliant divine power, and slashed into the crowd with the power of breaking through the sky.
Ji Wushuang swung out eighteen crescent-like sword lights, covering more than a dozen Tianfu Gods.
Her posture is light and elegant, and her sword light is gorgeous and beautiful, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
But the power of swordsmanship is extremely powerful!
A series of muffled sounds were heard, and the dozen or so Heaven-defying Martial Gods were sent flying back.
A few people were not injured, but the other dozen or so Fatetian Martial Gods suffered disaster.
Not only was the armor split open, but there were also hideous wounds on his body, with purple blood splattering out.
Some of them were seriously injured, with their hands and feet cut off on the spot.
There were two other Fatian Martial Gods standing at the front, who were split into several pieces by the sword light and died on the spot.
Marshal Zhengdong's eyes were splitting when he saw it, he was angry and shocked.
He simply couldn't believe that Ji Tianxing was only powerful, but even the two children beside him had such terrifying fighting prowess.
At this moment, he finally understood, no wonder Ji Tianxing dared to find this place!
Marshal Zhengdong's self-confidence began to gradually collapse, and a trace of worry welled up in his heart.
He had a bad premonition in his heart.
The outcome of this battle is probably difficult to predict!
But now that the matter has come to this, he will never be afraid or flinch, and once again wields his two swords to kill Ji Tianxing.
"Sky-shattering strike!"
Marshal Zhengdong roared angrily, swung his swords and slashed out hundreds of purple lights, heading towards Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing's left hand fell behind him, and he waved the Heavenly Burial Sword with his right hand, and counterattacked with the sword with an indifferent expression.
"Sun-Shattering Sword!"
The Heavenly Burial Sword instantly thrust out thirty-six swords, hitting hundreds of purple lights.
"Kakaka!"
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of purple lights collapsed.
There were still twenty-four golden sword lights left, but their power remained unabated and enveloped Marshal Zhengdong.
“Bang bang bang!”
As a muffled sound erupted, Marshal Zhengdong was struck by twenty-four swords and flew backwards with a scream.
The black armor and golden cloak he was wearing were shredded by the sword light.
There were more than a dozen deep wounds visible on the dark purple body, and blood was gurgling out.
Marshal Zhengdong flew upside down more than ten miles away and hit the crowd hard.
Several golden-armored captains who were casting spells to attack the elders and divine elephants of the Spirit Tribe staggered when they were hit and screamed in surprise.
Marshal Zhengdong was extremely ashamed and angry. He quickly got up and rushed towards Ji Tianxing regardless of his own safety.
This is the second time he has been knocked away.
There are no more than three in everything.
This time, he tried his best and used his special skills. He would never be repelled by Ji Tianxing again!
"Slaughter the world!"
Marshal Zhengdong shouted loudly, holding two long knives in both hands, and struck Ji Tianxing from the sky.
Ji Tianxing stood still, raised his left hand and punched.
"Dragon Elephant Divine Fist!"
A dragon-elephant fist shadow as big as a mountain blasted out with terrifying power.
"Bang!"
Amidst the muffled sound, Marshal Zhengdong was blown away again.
Before he could hit the crowd, Ji Tianxing waved the Heaven Burial Sword with his right hand, thrusting out a dazzling cold light.
"call out!"
The cold light flashed in the sky.
In the next moment, a cold light appeared more than ten miles away and exploded from Marshal Zhengdong's chest.