In the blink of an eye, more than twenty powerful demons were beaten by Ji Tianxing.
All of them suffered serious injuries, either their body was stained with blood, or Qiqiao spurted blood.
Facts have proved that although Ji Tianxing can only cross the eightfold realm, his combat power is comparable to Wusheng.
What's more, the secret techniques he mastered were difficult for ordinary martial sages to deal with.
Ji Xiuluo finally recovered, and in shock and anger, he no longer dared to contempt any more.
It roared, flapped a pair of black wings, turned into pitch black streamer and rushed towards Ji Tianxing.
"Ji Tianxing! You **** thief, this saint is destined to break your body into pieces!"
While roaring, it wielded a pair of sharp claws, throwing out black light and sharp blades, like a hurricane to cover Ji Tianxing.
"Swish!"
Within a thousand feet of a radius, the night sky was cut by a sharp blade of black light, and dozens of spatial cracks appeared.
As soon as Shura Demon Sage shot, the power was really extraordinary.
When Ji Tianxing was on the rise, seeing Ji Xiuluo rushing over, instead of avoiding it, he took the initiative to greet him.
"Haha...you just advanced to the martial sage realm, how dare you call yourself your sage? Do you want to point your face?"
"Jin Peng dances wildly, one sword opens the sky!"
Ji Tianxing yelled angrily, and a pair of golden wings appeared on his back, which was transformed by his shirt.
He hasn't used this secret technique for a long time, and now his moves have changed and their power is even more powerful than before.
The golden wings shed hundreds of golden lights, slashing towards the sky with black light and sharp blades, bursting with muffled noises.
Holding the Heaven Burial Sword in both hands, his spirit, energy and spirit merged instantly, and he cut out a hundred-foot-long silver giant sword.
The giant sword is condensed by the power of the stars, surrounded by the silver stars and divine fire, its power is terrifying.
"Huh!"
In one-fifth of an instant, the giant sword cut through the sky and hit Ji Xiulao.
"Boom!"
After hearing a loud noise, Ji Xiuluo was smashed by the huge sword and flew back, smashing into the wasteland outside the square.
The earth was smashed into a deep pit, and gullies were cracked all around, splashing sand and gravel.
Ji Tianxing originally thought that if this sword was cut off, Ji Xiuluo would be split in half.
Even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.
But he underestimated Ji Shura's strength, especially his defense.
When the giant sword struck Ji Shura, its black wings closed to protect itself.
The giant sword condensed by the stars and divine fire cut its wings into a wound, revealing dark purple devil bones, and a lot of devil blood flowed out.
But its wings were not severed, and the injuries were not serious.
After hitting the ground, it rolled a few times and then got up, rushing to Ji Tianxing even more furiously, and its combat effectiveness did not weaken much.
"Little beast, let you see this saint's Shura's unique skills!
Shura Phantom! "
Ji Xiuluo was completely enraged, no longer reserved his strength, and used his tricks.
It no longer releases spells, and directly bullies its body and presses in front of Ji Tianxing, and fights him close.
"Swish!"
In the blink of an eye, its figure was around Ji Tianxing, flashing 18 times in a row, leaving 18 phantoms behind.
Each phantom has a different attack posture, with sharp claws stretched out, or thorns or scratches to attack Ji Tianxing's vitals.
"Boom bang bang bang!"
A series of muffled noises burst out, echoing violently in the night sky.
Although Ji Tianxing tried his best to avoid, he was hit nine times.
His body trembled again and again, flying backwards ten miles away.
When he landed, the white robe on his body was already in tatters, and nine blood stains were left on his pale golden skin.
Fortunately, his physical body has been tempered in every possible way, and it is already comparable to a Wusheng powerhouse.
If not, he has been torn to pieces by Ji Xiulao.
"The Shura Demon Race is really extraordinary."
Ji Tianxing put away his contempt, and murmured in a gloomy tone.
He knew well that the Asura of the Demon Race was best at close combat.
The powerful demon who practiced the way of Asura, physical defense and strength, reaction speed and explosive power, have reached an incredible level.
Looking at the heavens and all realms, only the Dragon Race can stand shoulder to shoulder with them, fighting hard and violently.
According to legend, there are strong aliens who do not cultivate the power of heaven and earth, but become holy by their flesh.
As far as Ji Tianxing knows, only the Dragon Race and the Shura Demon Race can do it!
Ji Xiulao succeeded in a blow, and grinned sneerly: "Hehe...this saint just said that you must be shattered and torn into pieces, you will never be spared!"
After all, it turned into a ray of black light again, and rushed towards Ji Tianxing.
"Swish!"
Eighteen Asura phantoms appeared again, surrounding Ji Tianxing's body, attacking the vital points of Ji Tianxing's life gate with the most fierce and violent posture from various blind spots.
Ji Tianxing no longer passively defended, and did not hesitate to use the secret technique.
"Tianlong Overlord Body!"
"expensive!"
With a burst of dragon chants, Ji Tianxing burst into golden light all over his body, instantly turning into a giant three feet tall.
The bright golden light lingered around his body, like a layer of golden armor.
He is like a golden armored war god, bursting out from his body with an overbearing breath.
Regardless of defense, strength, or speed, it surged several times in an instant.
Without hesitation, he shook his fists, lifted his feet, and instantly hit twelve punches, kicking out the sixteen teachers.
"Boom bang bang bang!"
The golden shadows of fists and feet collided fiercely with Shura Phantom, exploding with a deafening noise.
Suddenly, the light and shadow all over the sky collapsed and burst, turning into a shock wave that ruined the world, spreading around.
A wave of gold and black light mixed across the square.
Nearly a thousand statues of the monster race in the square were immediately broken by the crash, turning into dust covering the sky, and scattered in the night sky.
Only the altar and the statue of the God of War with six arms at the top of the altar are still intact.
However, Ji Tianxing and Ji Xiuluo were in a fierce battle, and they were fighting fiercely, and they did not notice this.
Neither of them used any spells, and relied solely on physical strength and martial skills to launch the most violent duel.
One punch and one kick, one move and one move, will violently collide, and will not let go.
This is not only the bloodiest matchup, but also the most dangerous contest.
The slightest difference will result in serious injuries, and possibly even physical destruction.
The loud noise of "Plap" continued to explode, and bursts of violent air waves continued to explode in the night sky.
After a short period of breath, the two of them fought a thousand moves against each other, and both suffered serious injuries.
On Ji Tianxing's chest and back, blood stains were left on his limbs and forehead, and blood was constantly oozing out.
The clothes and hair on his body have long been ruined.
Ji Xiuluo's appearance was even more miserable, with more than a dozen bones in his wings broken, and his barbed tail also broken.
The bones in the chest cavity were all shattered and sunken deeply.
Even its nose and mouth are constantly overflowing with purple magic blood.
Ji Xiulao became more frightened as he fought, and his expression became more ugly.
Close combat is its strong point, and it is also its proud stunt and the source of confidence.
However, a human race that is several times weaker than the demons, even fights with the weak to fight against it!
More importantly, the strength, defense, and martial skills of this human race were more sophisticated than it, and it was horribly beaten.
This is simply a shame!