After seeing Fang Xingjian at first glance, the three of them felt a trembling heart as they were all over the Eagle Zuoxian King, the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect, and the Holy Fire Sect.

It was really because the series of attacks of Fang Xingjian just now were too cruel. The martial arts will that was pressing over at this moment was even more terrifying. The three of them had the illusion of being squeezed and rejected by the whole world.

"How is it possible? Although Fang Xingjian was powerful last time when he was not yet so powerful, he was not so powerful. How could he suddenly be so strong?" The entire body of the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang was shocked by Fang Xingjian's huge martial arts will. It was hard to believe everything he saw in front of him.

The Pope of the Holy Fire Sect looked even more regretful. He had at least had infinite faith in hiding in the capital of Sha Kingdom to help him rebirth. Now, he was beaten to death by Fang Xingjian on the imperial capital, and he was really beaten to death.

The Holy Fire Sect saint beside the pope was already full of horror, and then smiled bitterly: "We think we are sure to win. Fourteen god-level powerful men join forces to sweep the empire and crush the Fangxing Sword.

But who would have thought that when we really fight, we are not the enemy of the other party.’

Thinking about the shameless words that I and others had just said, the more shameful and regretful the saint of the Holy Fire Sect exuded a look of shame and regret in the eyes.

In the sky more than ten kilometers away from the imperial capital, the Black Witch King was wearing a long robe and stomping on the void, just like a king in the night. His eyes emitted an infinite aura of darkness, as if he had penetrated the endless darkness and saw the situation on the battlefield of the imperial capital.

At this moment, he looked like he was injured.

Beside him, the King of Golden Witch said lightly: "You pretend to be seriously injured and escape this time. After the national master knows, he may not let it go easily."

"Haha, I'm not pretending, I'm really injured." The Black Witch King said: "What's more, so many god-level powerful men are sieging me, setting up formations, and falling poison. Zhong has a Tianli King waiting to attack me.

If I continue to hold on, I will remove the skin even if I don’t die.”

Of course, on the one hand, the Black Witch King did not want to fight to the death with so many god-level powerful people. Even if he killed the other party, he would be seriously injured. Moreover, he vaguely felt that the other party's Tianliu King was extremely difficult.

On the other hand, I naturally want to take this opportunity to see the strength of Fang Xingjian.

What's more, he knew that the other party's target was Fang Xingjian, and it was impossible to massacre the entire city without capturing the city, but would chase Fang Xingjian without letting go.

Of course, he also took Prince Philip's family away to prevent them from being harmed by the strong men in the grassland.

The result was as he imagined. The other party did not care about the civilians who did not fall into the city and took advantage of the situation to chase the imperial capital.

Hearing the Black Witch King's answer, the Golden Witch King shook his head, his eyes still staring at the direction of the imperial capital, and an extremely deep gaze appeared in his eyes.

"What do you think?" said the Golden Witch King.

"How is it?" The Black Witch King's eyes also became solemn. After a long period of silence, he slowly uttered four words: "Unfathomable."

"If it were him, maybe he could really do something that no one had ever done before."

Over the imperial capital, the Zuo Xianwang of the Ghast felt the oppression of Fang Xingjian's will, and his face began to panic and shouted: "Fang Xingjian, today is your victory. As long as you are willing to stop, I will lead people to leave. From now on, my royal court will never cross the border again, and I can practice eternal good for you with you."

The Pope of the Holy Fire Sect on the other side also hurriedly said: "Fang Xingjian, now the war is in place. The hundreds of tribes in our country are willing to make a hundred years of friendship with the empire and make a vow to never invade an inch of land in the empire."

Hearing the two of them begging for mercy, Fang Xingjian smiled coldly and said, "It's time. Is this useful? You all have to die today!"

What the two of them said was just to save their lives. How could Fang Xingjian believe it in a hurry?

While speaking, Fang Xingjian punched out again from the air, and a chaotic column of light shot across the void and shot towards the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang.

The powerful force invaded, and the strong wind generated by the tearing of the air first blew on the body of the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang, tearing the armor and inner armor from his magic body one by one.

King Zuo Xian roared wildly, and the martial arts will inside and outside the body rose up, but as soon as it exploded, it was squeezed into pieces by Fang Xingjian's martial arts will, and there was no power of resistance at all.

Just as the chaotic light was about to swallow the goshawk Zuo Xianwang, a lion roar sounded between heaven and earth.

A golden lion shadow was already blocking the front of the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang. With a lion roar, invisible ripples spread out from the golden lion and collided with the chaotic light.

But at this collision of martial arts will, the golden lion's face changed suddenly. He looked at Fang Xingjian in surprise. The next moment, he took advantage of the collision of two forces and quickly dodged away with the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang.

The next moment, the chaotic light column had broken open and continued to penetrate the clouds and shot towards the outer space. All the way through it was crushed into nothingness.

It was not until this time that everyone came back to their senses and looked at the golden lion who saved the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang.

I saw that the lion was about seven meters tall, and his hair was full of gold, emitting golden lights, and a pair of golden wings on his back made him exude a sacred aura.

The image of the golden lion in front of me is the mythical and legendary celestial lion in the grassland.

Seeing the appearance of this sky lion, the face of the goshawk Zuo Xianwang also showed excitement. He recognized that this was the sky lion clone of the sky lion king.

The so-called Tianliu clone is the secret martial arts of the Iron Lion King Court. It divides will with supreme means, and then uses the legendary Tianliu remains as a sustenance to refine a Tianliu clone.

You should know that the legendary Tianshi is a ferocious animal at the sixth level of the god level. Although his cultivation level is insufficient, it cannot be activated all his strength, but it is also very terrifying. It can even share the damage for the cultivator and block the next death.

Just such a Tianliu clone is infinitely close to the sixth level of the god level. After the Tianliu King enters the sixth level of the god level, this clone will also restore the power of the sixth level of the god level.

This clone method can be regarded as the supreme secret method of the Iron Lion Court. Only the leaders of the Iron Lion Court have been able to practice it in all dynasties.

The Tianshi glanced at Fang Xingjian and said, "Fang Xingjian, you are indeed very powerful. Whether it is swordsmanship, magic array, or your own cultivation, you are already at the top level in this world. I have to say that although you have tried to overestimate you, in the end we still underestimate you."

"Tian Lion King?" Fang Xingjian narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

The Tianli King shook his head, and the golden light on his body became more and more intense. His whole person was like a giant mountain of clouds, standing between heaven and earth unshakable. Just when he appeared in front of him, he gave Zuo Xian King, the Pope of the Holy Fire Cult, and the Saint of the Holy Fire Cult to infinite faith, just as if there was nothing in this world that he could not solve or bear.

He only heard him say lightly: "Fang Xingjian, you have fought enough and killed enough today, so let's stop here. You really have to fight with all your strength, you are not my opponent."

The next moment, I saw the Tianshi clone gently pressing his palm, and the light and shadow in front of Fang Xingjian changed, and he had returned from the sky to the imperial capital.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Xianwang was ecstatic: "Space shifts! Is it the sixth level of the god level?"

‘It’s still a little short.’ The Pope of the Holy Fire Sect also frowned: ‘It should have activated the magical powers of the Tianliu Corpse, but to be able to do this, he is only a little short of the sixth level of the god level.’

The face of the Black Witch King changed: "What a terrifying person, what a terrifying cultivation level. This person may be able to reach the sixth level of the god level anytime and anywhere."—
Chapter completed!