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Boom boom boom!

Seven wind dragons collided with the formation, completely destroying it almost instantly. The strong men of the Bloodwing clan were shattered by the powerful aftermath and flew out one by one.

"It's Feng Qijue's divine son, and their divine son actually took action!"

Many strong men of the Bloodwing Clan looked at Feng Qijue's figure with expressions of horror on their faces.

Feng Qijue's reputation was so resounding that even the Bloodwing clan was hearing it like thunder, especially since Feng Qijue had massacred many geniuses from their Bloodwing clan before he became the Son of God.

"Damn it, it seems they have discovered the secret of Ziwei Mountain!"

"Delay, no matter what, we must delay until Master Zhanyi comes back. Only he can suppress Feng Qijue!"

Many strong men of the Bloodwing clan looked crazy, gritted their teeth, and guarded the walls of the fortress.

"Son of God of Kamikaze Valley, you are finally full-fledged!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Three figures flew out from the depths of the fortress, all of them were at the ninth level of the Divine Lord Realm.

The leading man from the Blood Wing Tribe was an old man, only five feet tall, holding a blood staff in his hand. The Blood Wings behind him were flapping wildly, sweeping out bursts of blood.

Feng Qijue looked indifferent and said calmly: "When did the wings of this Son of God wither? Give me Ziwei Mountain and I will let you live!"

"It seems that you already know the secret of Ziwei Mountain!"

The Bloodwing old man said.

"So, the Ghost Shadow Slayer Demonic Sword is really hiding under the Ziwei Mountain!"

After Feng Qijue finished speaking, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.

As the son of God, he can easily obtain any resources. There are few things that can cause him to have emotional fluctuations, either anger or excitement.

But the Ghost Shadow Killing Demonic Sword is one of them.

A year later, it will be the battlefield of Shenxu. If he can get the Ghost Shadow Killing Demonic Sword, it will be a real power for him who practices wind attribute skills.

For him, this weapon is more powerful than the three-marked artifact.

Back then, the Divine Son of the Ghost God Sect was once the master of the Ghost Shadow Sword, and he used this divine sword to kill Xixi on the Shenxu battlefield.

"What if it is? What if it isn't?"

The old man from the Bloodwing tribe sneered.

"Yes or no, you will both die!"

Feng Qijue made an indifferent sound, holding a blue long sword in his hand, and swung three swords in succession, turning into three sharp green sword energy, hundreds of feet long, tearing through the void thousands of miles away, actually carrying the power of the eleven heavy swords, towards the three Kill people.

These three swords are so powerful that most people at the ninth level of the Divine Lord Realm would not dare to resist them head-on.

"too strong!"

Many warriors were secretly shocked when they saw this scene.

The Son of God, this is the style of the Son of God. Today, they can see the Son of God of Kamikaze Valley take action, which is a worthwhile trip!

"As expected of the Divine Son of Kamikaze Valley, will I have to compete with beings of this level in the future?"

Lu Ren was also secretly surprised.

This Feng Qijue continuously displayed supreme divine skills, and the sword skills actually contained the sword power of the eleventh heaven.

The eleventh level is nothing to a sword cultivator.

But this Feng Qijue is not a swordsman.

The Princess Moyue he met in Xuanhuang Continent, the Zen Miaoxian who was defeated by him, and the Feng Qijue in front of him will all be his opponents in the Shenxu battlefield in the future.

If he wanted to stand out, it might not be as easy as he imagined.

"Kill, no matter what, we must stop Feng Qijue. As long as he can't rush in, the disciples of Shenfeng Valley will not dare to rush in!"

The old man from the Bloodwing clan roared loudly, and the blood staff in his hand struck hard at the sword energy that was bombarding him.

At the same time, the other two strong men of the Bloodwing tribe also did not dare to be complacent, and urged the attack to resist.

Boom boom boom!

The three people collided with Feng Qijue's sword energy, and there was a violent explosion. The terrifying power burst out. The three people spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, flew out, and hit the wall one by one.

The members of the Bloodwing clan looked horrified when they saw this scene. When did a warrior at the ninth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm become so vulnerable that he was easily defeated by a warrior at the sixth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

"Let's go!"

Hundreds of strong men from the Bloodwing clan were killed one after another from the fortress.

"Let's go together!"

One of the disciples from Kamikaze Valley said loudly.

However, Feng Qijue waved his hand and looked at the powerful Bloodwing tribesmen charging in front of him with a sneer, and said: "No need, I haven't taken action for a long time. I just play with them. Even if you take action, we can solve it in a moment." Can’t touch them!”

Warriors in the Divine Lord Realm have mastered the rebirth of flesh and blood, and it is not easy to kill them.

call out!

After Feng Qijue finished speaking, his body suddenly turned into a black shadow and disappeared from the place.

The more than a hundred strong men from the Bloodwing clan had just rushed out and found that Feng Qijue had disappeared. Their expressions changed drastically and they became vigilant.

laugh!

Suddenly, a sword shadow flashed in front of a strong man from the Bloodwing clan. Without any warning, it appeared suddenly. The sword shadow swept across and the strong man was split in half in an instant.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? Run away!"

"This son of God looks like a devil!"

The expressions of those strong men from the Bloodwing tribe suddenly changed wildly, but they could not escape at all and could only be wary of Western Zhou Dynasty.

shhhhhh!

However, before they had time to react, the hidden sword shadow flashed crazily, and countless blood arrows shot into the sky in front of the powerful Bloodwing clan men.

Wherever the sword shadow went, screams resounded, and almost instantly, out of hundreds of god-level experts, only a few were left.

"Is this the power of the Son of God?"

"It's too strong. It is said that it is very difficult for such a son of God to get ranked in the Shenxu battlefield. So how cruel is the Shenxu battlefield!"

More than 8,000 warriors, standing behind the disciples of Kamikaze Valley, were all dumbfounded. At this moment, they truly saw the power of the Son of God.

It is easier to kill a god than to kill a dog.

call out!

Feng Qijue's figure gathered again, his body spotless, and said: "All the disciples, rush into Ziwei Mountain together, whoever dares to stop will be killed without mercy!"

"Let's fight in!"

With a loud roar, all the disciples of the Kamikaze Valley rushed in. In an instant, they entered the fortress and pounced on the strong men of the Bloodwing clan.

"All those who are mining, follow us and rush in!"

One of the disciples of the ninth level of the Divine Lord Realm shouted loudly, and immediately rushed into the fortress with more than 8,000 warriors. Many strong men from the Bloodwing Tribe in the Western Zhou Dynasty wanted to kill them, but they were all killed by the Divine Wind Valley's warriors. The disciple intercepted it.

This time, the Kamikaze Valley disciples brought by Feng Qijue were all elite and elite, and it was difficult for the strong men of the Bloodwing clan to get close to them.