Zhao Qi's face changed drastically, and he fell from mid-air. His spiritual power exploded. The imperial domain was opened, intending to stabilize himself first.

Tear! At this moment, the brown-haired monster turned into a golden light, traversing across, directly tearing his imperial domain, and he was holding a golden stick in his hand.

"No..." Looking at the golden stick getting closer and closer, Zhao Qi let out a desperate howl, and then the golden stick hit his face directly.

Immediately afterwards, everyone inside and outside the Holy City saw that Zhao Qi's head exploded, and the terrifying golden stick burst out was too powerful. Zhao Qi's soul could not survive and was directly annihilated.

From the attack of the brown-haired monster to the death of Zhao Qi, it was only three breaths.

In such a short period of time, Zhao Qi, a powerful man at the peak of the ninth-level Martial Emperor, actually fell like this, and many people present could not even react.

"Damn it! What's going on?

Could this brown-haired monster be another quasi-demon saint?"

Yu Luan couldn't help but swear, her eyes widened.

Cang Hongshen, Xiang Rui and others were even more stiff in their faces, and their hearts were full of disbelief.

When the purple dragon appeared, they felt incredible and felt that it was already amazing that Mu Feng could find a quasi-saint-level powerhouse to help.

But they never expected that Mu Feng had the help of the second quasi-saint powerhouse, which was to go against the will of heaven! In the void, Yang Xingyuan, who was fighting wildly with Zilong, also noticed the battle situation on Mu Feng. At the moment he discovered the brown-haired monster, he was completely shocked.

"This kid..." Yang Xingyuan finally understood why Mu Feng was so fearless. It turned out that this guy relied on these things, which made Yang Xingyuan both startled and angry, and understood that the situation was hopeless.

The encirclement he led this time may fail! The most confused thing is Zhao Lu and Mo Hu who surrounded Mu Feng and more than ten eighth-level martial emperor masters.

They were all looking forward to Zhao Qi taking action to capture Mu Feng with a destructive force, but unexpectedly, the situation was reversed.

Zhao Qi, a powerful ninth-level martial emperor, was instantly killed, without even the power to resist.

"King Kong, kill them all!"

Mu Feng pointed at more than ten people around Zhao Lu, Mo Hu, Zang Dao, etc., and said lightly.

King Kong nodded, holding a golden stick, turned into a golden stream of light, and rushed towards more than ten people around him.

His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in front of a master closest to him. Before the person arrived, the golden stick had already broken through the air and landed hard on the master.

Puchi! The master didn't even scream, and was directly bombarded into blood mist by the golden stick, and his soul was torn to pieces under this terrifying power.

"Escape! Escape quickly!"

Zhao Lu reacted suddenly, roared wildly, and then fled to the distance in a panic, his face becoming ferocious due to fear.

Mo Hu and Zang Dao followed closely behind, and the rest came to their senses and scattered, fleeing around.

Unfortunately, Vajra is a quasi-demon saint. Even if he is not good at speed, his speed is far faster than these eighth-level martial emperors.

I saw the diamond in the void turning into a golden rainbow, quickly sweeping in the void, catching up with those who were fleeing, and then passing by them.

There was almost no pause, and those escaping masters were beaten to death by King Kong with a stick, and none of them were spared.

Soon, more than ten masters were only Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and Zang Dao.

The three of them were still running wildly, but a figure stopped them.

Bang! The two sides bombarded each other heavily, and then Zhao Lu, Mo Hu and Zang Dao couldn't help but stagnate and retreated more than ten steps in a row to the rear.

The figure who stopped them also took more than ten steps back.

Only then did Zhao Lu and the other two see clearly that it was Mu Feng who stopped them.

At this moment, Mu Feng looked cold, with a hint of humor and sarcasm in his eyes.

"Three, haven't you always wanted to seek revenge on me?

This revenge has not been avenged yet, why did you run away so quickly?”

Mu Feng sneered.

Zhao Lu shouted: "Mu Feng! Get out of here."

"Yes, don't let go!"

Mo Hu and Zang Dao also yelled repeatedly, with anxious expressions on their faces.

"Since you come, you will be at ease! What are you anxious about?"

Mu Feng said calmly without any haste.

"Damn it, don't get out of here!"

Zhao Lu couldn't help but take a step forward, bathed in the dazzling thunder, and rushed towards Mu Feng.

Spiritual power, thunder and the imperial realm exploded at the same time. At this moment, Zhao Lu used all his strength to repel Mu Feng with one move.

Unfortunately, Zhao Lu just rushed to Mu Feng, and a golden stick came across the sky and landed on Zhao Lu's chest.

Puchi! Zhao Lu vomited blood and flew backwards. Her strong body, unable to withstand the terrifying power on the golden stick, collapsed continuously, and eventually her body burst into blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Lu only had countless pieces left in the air, scattered in the air, and his soul could not be taken out.

Mo Hu and Zang Dao were so scared that they retreated repeatedly, but their speed was still too slow.

After the Golden Stick instantly killed Zhao Lu, he rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed.

Naturally, the two of them became the dead souls under the golden stick, and they could not die any more.

"Retreat...withdraw troops quickly!"

When the tens of thousands of cavalry brought by Yang Xingyuan, Zhao Qi and others were all scared when they saw this scene, they were all scared and they had no intention of fighting.

The generals in charge directly issued orders and began to take the iron cavalry to withdraw from here.

It's really terrible! A ninth-level martial emperor master like Zhao Qi died in less than three breaths.

More than ten eighth-level martial emperor masters, including Zhao Lu, Mo Hu, were all destroyed in an instant. This place was simply a terrifying Shura Hell, and it was not a place for people to stay.

Roar! But when tens of thousands of iron cavalry turned their horses and were about to flee in a hurry, dozens of monsters in front of them rebelled and began to rush towards the iron cavalry frantically.

For a moment, the entire army was in chaos and there was a tragic stampede, and many iron cavalry were directly killed by monsters on the spot.

"The situation is over..." Yang Xingyuan looked at this scene and his face turned pale, knowing that the counterattack had completely failed.

Moreover, facing Zilong, he found that he had been at a disadvantage. Obviously, Zilong's strength was stronger than him.

However, Yang Xingyuan is also confident that even if Zilong is stronger than him, it will be difficult to defeat him, let alone kill him.

After all, the quasi-saint is hard to kill too much than the Martial Emperor! "Mu Feng! I remember you. I remember today's grudge, Yang Xingyuan, and I will definitely return it a hundred times in the future!"

Yang Xingyuan roared angrily and resounded in the void. Immediately, Yang Xingyuan shot away the Zilong's fist with a shot, and he quickly retreated and quickly escaped into the void.

However, Yang Xingyuan was shocked that as soon as he had just escaped into the void, a strange cold air surged out of the void and instantly lingered throughout his body, making it difficult for him to move and his body was stiff.

At the moment when Yang Xingyuan was stiff, a huge figure suddenly broke through deep in the sky, deep in the endless dark clouds.

I saw a huge body as big as a mountain, falling straight down, and the target suddenly aimed at Yang Xingyuan.
Chapter completed!