Great Slaughter System

Feng Yongheng is the suzerain of the Tianmo Sect, and his strength has already entered the realm of immortal martial arts. If he really wanted to defeat Ji Yong, it would be very easy, but he did not do that. In fact, the moment Feng Yongheng saw Ji Yong, he thought of a plot to defeat the vanguard of the Qianwu Empire.

That is to use Ji Yong to lure Ji Wudao out. Ji Wudao is the supreme commander of the Qianwu Empire's vanguard troops and the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Region. If he can kill Ji Wudao, the Eastern Region will be defeated. Even if the Qianwu Empire reacts, it is too late.

boom! ! !

Feng Yongheng didn't say anything, he started directly, the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand suddenly slashed out, and slashed at Ji Yong with boundless power.

"Drink." Ji courageously moved his dantian, and his true energy burst out, and the surrounding soldiers were blown away one after another. A pair of sky-shattering hammers in his hands were crossed on top of their heads, resisting Feng Yongheng's Fangtian painting halberd.

Click! ! ! The ground was cracked, and Ji Yong's warhorse retreated vigorously, but Ji Yong's hands holding the hammer were constantly shaking.

"How is it possible? Why is it so strong?" Ji Yong felt the numbness from his hands, and he couldn't help but change his expression. He knew that Feng Yongheng did not use the power to surpass the hole, but at the same level, the man in armor on the opposite side put him at a disadvantage with one move. If he made more moves, wouldn't he be defeated.

The fight between the two was in the middle of lightning and flint, and at this time Ji Wudao had just flown from the high platform.

Feng Yongheng glanced lightly at Ji Wudao, who was flying towards here from a distance, and stuck out his red tongue to lick the corner of his mouth, "Boy, your father is coming soon, I hope you can wait until he comes."

"Halberd Fighting the World"

Feng Yongheng spun Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and suddenly swept towards Ji Yong. Wherever the halberd blade passed, the space vibrated, and the sound of air explosion was deafening.

boom! ! ! Facing Feng Yongheng's attack, Ji Yong could not dodge at all and could only defend passively, but this time Feng Yongheng's attack was stronger than the one just now.

Just as Ji Yong's double hammers collided with Feng Yongheng's Fang Tian's painted halberd, Ji Yong flew out of the horse like a cannonball.

puff! ! ! Blood sprayed, and Ji Yong, who was flying in the air, was injured internally by Feng Yongheng's heavy halberd, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Although Feng Yongheng suppressed his strength in the cave, it was not something that a person like Ji Yong who had just stepped into the cave could resist. Feng Yongheng was not invincible at the same level, but he was definitely not weak.

As soon as he landed, Ji Yong stood up instantly, looking at Feng Yongheng warily.

Now Ji Yong already knew that the person who used Fang Tian's halberd was definitely not from the Lingzu Kingdom. He had followed Ji Wudao to fight against the Lingzu Kingdom for ten years, but he had never met Feng Yongheng, so he guessed that this mysterious strong man with Fangtian's painted halberd was definitely not from the Lingzu Kingdom.

"Hehe, the fighting spirit is very strong, but let's stop here." Out of the corner of Feng Yongheng's eyes, he saw that Ji Wudao was coming soon, and he was not going to wait any longer. He killed Ji Yong first, and went to kill Ji Wudao.

Ji Wudao has also broken through to the realm of immortal martial arts in the past few years. Ji Wudao himself is a talented person, otherwise it would be impossible to cultivate to the realm of cave void when Zhenwu Continent was at its most declining. Later, after the change of heaven, Ji Wudao has made rapid progress all the way, just like Zhang Tianling, the head of Taoist Taoism, broke through to the realm of immortal martial arts a year ago.

Ji Wudao, who was flying towards Ji Yong at a high speed, saw that Ji Yong was vomiting blood by Feng Yongheng, his expression couldn't help but change, and then saw Feng Yongheng attacking Ji Yong suddenly, Ji Wudao couldn't help but yelled, "Stop it."

The rolling sound shook the world, but Ji Wudao's words did not make Feng Yongheng stop at all, but turned into an afterimage, which appeared in front of Ji Yong in an instant, Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly stabbed out in his hand, and a cold light flashed, Ji Yong was pierced through the chest by the halberd tip without the slightest resistance.

"Yonger." Seeing Ji Yong who was picked up by Feng Yongheng on the tip of the halberd, Ji Wudao was about to burst into tears. Ji Yong was the most uplifting son among his sons, and he was also the one who he focused on training to pass on the throne. He didn't expect to die here, which made him feel a surge of hatred.

Ji Wudao was originally a titan who fought in the killing field all year round. Now, with the death of his son and the iron breath on his body, even the aura exuded by the battle of a hundred thousand troops was suppressed by Ji Wudao's killing intent.

"I will kill you, I will destroy your nine clans, and make your life worse than death." At this time, Ji Wudao had already lost some of his sanity. If it was normal, Ji Wudao would never lose his sanity like this. Ji Wudao himself is a veteran who has fought in the killing field for many years, and he should have calmness, but Ji Yong's death made Ji Wudao lose his mind a little.

If Ji Wudao can calm down at this time, the first thing to do is definitely not revenge, but to go back to the rear and continue to command the army to fight. But now he is full of hatred, and he can't calm down at all, so he didn't go back to command the army. Instead, he broke out and fought Feng Yongheng.

Both of them are strong men in the realm of celestial martial arts, and their might is earth-shattering in battle. Sometimes the aftermath of their attacks caused heavy casualties to the soldiers below.

Nangong Wuchang and Ji Wudao's lieutenant generals couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw the soldiers who were killed by the battle, and then waved their flags in unison, asking the soldiers to withdraw temporarily to avoid the aftermath of the battle between the two.

At this time, the two sides lined up to confront each other, and everyone looked at the battle in the sky, cheering for their own people. The roar of 100,000 people went straight to the sky, adding a bit of chill to this bloody battlefield.

Ji Wudao grasped his fists, and each punch shook the universe, causing the void to tremble.

And Feng Yongheng did not show weakness. He held the two-meter-long Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, and swung it like a tiger with wind, and the sound of explosions was endless. Every blow seemed to kill the heavens.

boom! ! !

Ji Wudao punched suddenly, and all the vitality of thousands of meters around was attracted, condensed between Ji Wudao's fists, and then punched Feng Yongheng.

Feng Yongheng and Fang Tian raised his halberd horizontally to resist Ji Wudao's fist.

boom! ! !

The fist collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd, and a terrifying ripple radiated out. Wherever it passed, the space was distorted.

With the continuation of the war, Ji Wudao has recovered a bit of reason, and the hatred in his body has also dissipated.

Ji Wudao is ready to stop fighting with Feng Yongheng. He is the commander of the first army, and now is not the time to fight to the death with the enemy.

Just when Ji Wudao was about to retreat in the sky, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of several people in the crowd below.

"Master, let's do it." A middle-aged man said to Qi Fei.

Qi Fei nodded, "When Ji Wudao retreats later, I will strike. That is the best time to strike."