"Haha," Wang Teng finally walked out under Ji Fanchen's direct gaze and laughed.

"Who am I? It turns out that it is Master Ji Feng of Yaowang Peak," Wang Teng bowed. "It's a coincidence today. I came to the Jia family to get some spiritual pills, and I happened to meet Master Ji Feng. Since Master Ji Feng has something to do, Wang will say goodbye first."

As he said that, Wang Teng was about to walk out.

Next to Jia Gaoge, another powerful man from the third level of the Saint King changed his face and followed him without saying a word.

"People's Lord Wang, you, you... we agreed." Jia Gaoge's face shook and he couldn't help shouting.

Seeing that he invited him, the two masters were about to leave without saying anything, and he was panicked at first.

"Don't, Master Wang, since you've all arrived, why should you leave so quickly?" Ji Fanchen fell from the sky.

As for those alchemists, they didn't come down.

Their combat power is not high and their cultivation is uneven.

Ji Fanchen asked them to come over, and he must have wanted to fight back.

This is his and Ling Zhi's plan. If Jia Gaoge wants to deal with Ling Zhi, he must have already made plans and plans. In such a thing, those who dare to participate in this matter are also forces such as the Tiandao Alliance Lixin Pavilion.

If such a thing is caught, it will inevitably make people feel that the Tiandao Alliance is guilty and wants to kill Ling Zhi first to silence him.

This is undoubtedly a bombshell, which will have a huge effect on the reputation of the Earth lineage and the innocence of Huan Zhuang Yi and others.

Ji Fanchen stood in front of Wang Teng, cleverly blocking his way forward, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master Ji Feng, what do you mean? Could it be that you still want to force me to stop me?" Wang Teng snorted coldly, his face looking ugly.

Ji Fanchen waved his hand, "No, no, how could I force myself to stop you? You are the deputy head of Lixin Pavilion."

"Hmph, just know, I, Lixin Pavilion, have never been easy to bully." Wang Teng gritted his teeth and said harsh words, turning his head and walking towards Ji Fanchen.

Bang!

At this moment, Ji Fanchen decisively took action and slapped out with a palm.

The slap of the palm was strong, and Wang Teng hurriedly raised his hand to face him, and was beaten backwards.

"Ji Fanchen, what do you mean?" Wang Teng's face turned red and he shouted angrily.

"Because I don't plan to stop you, I just plan to deal with you on the spot." Ji Fanchen tugged his lips and sneered, "What, I'll just let you attack my elder Yao Wangfeng repeatedly, so I won't let me attack you?"

After Ji Fanchen said that, he took one step forward and waved out with a rapid posture.

The power of the late stage of the third level of the Holy King was like a vast ocean, rolling up waves, slapped towards Wang Teng.

After just one encounter, Wang Teng was under the storm and blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth.

Ji Fanchen is indeed not Yun Qingyi's opponent.

But this definitely does not mean that Ji Fanchen is not strong enough.

On the contrary, he obtained the Qingyang Furnace Innate Fire Essence to temper his body, which was much stronger than the ordinary third-level realm of the Saint King.

Otherwise, he would not be able to protect himself in front of Yun Qingyi, who has extremely powerful soul power. If he had not been to force Ling Zhi to find out whereabouts and avenge Ling Zhi, he would not have been seriously injured so easily.

Beside Wang Teng, another warrior at the third level of the Holy King looked gloomy and gloomy. He seemed to want to leave, but also seemed to want to help Wang Teng.

clatter.

The footsteps sounded, and Ling Zhi walked towards him.

"So hesitant? Then I'll be your opponent." Ling Zhi stood in front of him and said calmly.

"You?" the man looked up and glanced at him, with anger appearing in his eyes, "Are you humiliating me?"

He yelled, his anger surged, and he rushed towards Ling Zhi first.

Ling Zhi was determined to try the strength gap between himself and the third level of the Saint King, so he did not dodge or avoid it. He stood there, exerted force from his waist, and the immortal power in his body mixed with the power of his body, and blasted away with the other party.

When the two fists intersected, Ling Zhi's arm suddenly shook back and moved back three inches. Some dislocations occurred between the bones and bones.

While causing huge pain, Ling Zhi took two steps back without changing his face, then directly released his fist and swung forward.

His entire arm was dislocated suddenly, and then he stretched out his left hand, lifted it up, pushed it down, and connected the gap between the bones again.

"Hehe, it seems that your physical body is just like this?" Ling Zhi nodded with satisfaction. Sure enough, his physical body could only barely compete with the warriors in the early stage of the Holy King's level.

If the other party is stronger, his arm will inevitably break directly and the bones will directly pass through his shoulders and emerge.

Now, there was only a crack on his finger bones, and the power of qi and blood rolled a few times and he had recovered quickly. For him, such pain was not worth mentioning.

"You really want to die!" The other party snorted coldly, shook his numb hands, stepped on the ground, flew into the sky, and waved his palms, and the spiritual power turned into a torrent and hit Ling Zhi.

"One-third of the spiritual power has been transformed into immortal spiritual power." Ling Zhi examined the spiritual power in front of him, "That is it about 30% stronger than the early stage of the most ordinary Holy King's third level?"

He soared into the air, and the pure fairy power in his body ran out like a wild horse that broke away from reins, rushing towards the other party.

Those who know him will find that he has not used his soul power, so this is not his full blow.

The two forces collided and striking each other, just like two rhinos rushing to each other, and the horns broke, and then they both collapsed in the air.

"With my current power, I can fight the early stage of the third level of the Holy King who has all his spiritual power converted into immortal spiritual power." Ling Zhi quickly made an accurate judgment on his strength. He looked at the other party with great enthusiasm, just as he was about to mobilize his strength to fight with all his strength.

A hint of disdain appeared in his eyes.

"I treat you as an opponent, but unfortunately, you don't seem to be worthy of being my opponent at all." Ling Zhi sarcastically.

After a fight with him, the other party turned around and ran out into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed dozens of miles away.

He and Ling Zhi fought against each other, just to avoid Ji Fanchen, and first escaped.

"It's a pity that I may be stronger than you think." Ling Zhi sneered, paused, and his figure had disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the other party was already a hundred miles away.

But this distance is nothing to him who has mastered the power of space.

"Ling Zhi, be careful!" Ji Fanchen shouted. After all, he was a warrior at the third level of the Saint King, and he would not let Ling Zhi go.

"Don't worry, we might as well come and compete, who will kill the other party first." Ling Zhi smiled generously, but his voice was already coming from a distance.
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