The black phoenix looked at Aoxue who was lying on the ground in front of her, but she did not take action again.

She had successfully promoted to the First Emperor Realm, and the dark origin aura deep in her bloodline was too strong and pure. After she was promoted to the First Emperor Realm, she walked a lot forward, and was approaching the level of the First Emperor Realm.

Aoxue is just the first holy realm of the first Jin Jin. In a blink of an eye, her martial arts realm has been surpassed by the Black Phoenix. In addition, the Black Phoenix has the dark phoenix bloodline. The powerful dark origin power is far better than Aoxue in terms of quality and purity.

For the Black Phoenix, there is no need to continue fighting in this battle.

Ao Xue stood up and felt extremely ashamed and embarrassed. She was one of the most outstanding disciples of the Fengtian Holy Land, and her background was also amazing. Her family was considered a big force in the Fengtian Holy Land, and her grandfather was even a strong man in the Great Saint Realm.

Therefore, Ao Xue is used to being strong. How could she have such shame and frustration?

She stood up and was embarrassed and angry, and wanted to continue to take action. Feng Shengzi, who was standing beside her, frowned and said, "Aoxue, stop!"

Aoxue stomped her feet, and she looked at Feng Shengzi and said annoyedly: "Why should I stop? You are also a disciple of Feng Tian Holy Land. Are you watching the show when I was bullied? According to me, you should take action and suppress this woman and Ye Junlang!"

"Everyone says that your breasts are big and brainless. I never thought you were so alternative, and you have no breasts or brainless." Ye Junlang spoke mercilessly and quipped, "What do you think of your Holy Land of Fengtian? Suppress it just by saying suppression? It's ridiculous!"

"Ye Junlang, I want to kill you!"

Aoxue was angry, her face was cold, and her whole body was trembling with anger.

How ever she was so shamed?

Never before!

It would be fine if she was knocked back by the Black Phoenix and fell to the ground in front of everyone, but she still had to endure the verbal humiliation from Ye Junlang. She really couldn't stand it.

At this time, Fang Ru's voice suddenly came: "Destroy the Holy Son, Ao Xue, come back. Don't mess around."

Hearing Fang Ru's shouting voice, Ao Xue was extremely unwilling to accept it. She stomped her feet, staring at Ye Junlang with beautiful eyes, and said, "The matter is not over yet. You will pay the price for today's words in the future!"

Feng Shengzi didn't say anything, and took Ao Xue to leave here first. Before leaving, there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Ye Junlang.

Ye Junlang disagreed, and the showdown of the second group was about to begin.

The second group is Ji Zhitian vs. Burial Heaven.

Burial Heaven comes from the Ghost Tomb Sect, and is extremely powerful. He is also a strong man at the peak of the First Saint Realm.

The blessing of Ji Zhitian's martial arts is to barely force the first holy realm. This battle is not optimistic for Ji Zhitian.

In the battle arena, Ji Zhitian has already stepped onto the arena and confronted Zangtian.

There was a cold light in Zang Tian's eyes, and he was filled with a sinister aura, as if he had walked out of the death cemetery, and was still stained with strands of extremely strong aura of death.

"The way of formation martial arts? Interesting! Let me see what your ability in formation martial arts is! You'd better take action with all your strength. After all, I'm not the fool who respects himself very much. If you hide your weakness, I'm worried that I will kill you." Zhan Tian raised a sinister smile on his lips and said slowly.

"Of course I will do my best!"

Ji Zhitian said calmly.

Soon, with the whistle of the ancient martial arts referee, the showdown of the second group officially began.

A surging aura burst out from Zangtian, with a strong and powerful force rolling like a tide. The endless evil aura rose up from the terrifying tomb deep in hell, surrounding it, giving people a sense of terrifying and scattering like a Shura hell. The thick evil aura seemed to appear in all ghosts, wailing everywhere, devouring sentient beings.

"The Fist of the Burial Sky!"

Zang Tian took the lead in his own boxing posture, in the name of Zang Tian. This punch indeed had the power to bury the heavens. Driven by the boxing momentum, a sinister and stern saint-level power burst out, and invisibly turned into a ghost, with its teeth and claws, its shape was terrifying, and it roared and swallowed towards Ji Zhitian.

"Formation of Martial Arts World!"

Ji Zhitian calmly responded to the battle. He activated his own formation and martial arts method. The void vibrated, and the imprint of the terrain formation appeared in a vague way. The power of the formation was confined to all directions and locked to Zangtian.

Zang Tian sneered, looking calm. He seemed to be prepared and suddenly shouted: "Cang Yanpo!"

Rumble!

The second style of Burial Heaven's fist hit again.

The boxing meaning evolved from the boxing posture was like a ball of green ghost fire, without any burning feeling, but a bit of bone-chilling cold, with an extremely surging holy power contained in it.

When the punch was shot out, the void shook violently, and the power of the void terrain formation seemed to have been destroyed. In the flash of lightning, Zang Tian's fist attack was approaching.

"The formation of martial arts will break the sky!"

Ji Zhitian used the fighting skills of the formation martial arts to fight against the enemy, and resisted the bombardment of the enemy's fist.

Bang!

Under the bombardment of the fist, Ji Zhitian could not withstand the impact of the extremely powerful holy-level power of the Zangtian fist, and his body retreated one after another.

When Zang Tian saw that this punch failed to hurt Ji Zhitian, a strange color flashed across his face. The next moment, his fists came out, and endless terrifying aura of evil and terrifying aura condensed in the fist movement, containing the sacred power fluctuations that make people feel palpitations. The fist vision presented was even more terrifying, like a banquet for hundreds of ghosts and a group of demons dancing!

The endless aura of death was covering the scene. The holy-level pressure with endless evil aura was enough to disturb people's minds, making people feel like they fell into hell in an endless abyss.

Ji Zhitian faintly exuded a trace of the vast and boundless aura of the human emperor, resisting the invasion of the evil aura. He attacked forward, evolved the way of formation martial arts, blocked the void, and blessed by the force of formation. The boxing force was like a dragon soaring in the wild, carrying an unparalleled aura of courage and attacking forward.

Bang! Bang!

The battle between the two broke out violently. In a blink of an eye, the two had fought more than twenty moves. Ji Zhitian was also injured and coughed up blood under the impact of the Saint-level power of the peak of the First Saint Realm of Zang Tian.

With the blessing of his formation, he barely reached the level of the first holy realm. He was indeed inferior to Zhuang Tian in the confrontation of the power of the holy level. However, when it comes to the exquisiteness and power of the combat offensive, he is not necessarily weaker than Zhuang Tian.

Zhan Tian was also very surprised. He thought that he could easily defeat Ji Zhitian with all his strength, but who would have thought that Ji Zhitian could actually support it until now?

A sharp look flashed in Zhan Tian's eyes, and his figure flashed and turned into many ghosts. His speed was too fast, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Ji Zhitian was not in a hurry. A wisp of the human emperor's aura burst out, locking in a position. He activated the terrain formation and blocked the void. At that moment, he devoted all his strength and burst out with his powerful force, attacking and killing with a powerful force like a storm.

"court death!"

Zhan Tian roared, and he was a little surprised and a little confused. He didn't know why Ji Zhitian could lock his true body so quickly.

The true body was locked, but Zang Tian was not in a hurry. With his roar, the fist also swept through the sky. Not only that, the illusion phantoms also besieged Ji Zhitian from all directions.

Each phantom was actually transformed by Zang Tian’s own fist intention, and in an instant, the fist attack from all directions also swallowed Ji Zhitian.

Rumble!
Chapter completed!