Jian Fengyun walked to the center of the city tower, and the momentum of the peak of the True Spirit Realm exploded instantly, and the true spirit of the Heaven-Devouring Fairy Sword behind him suddenly appeared.

With a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew up on the city tower, hundreds of sword energy flew out, and the sword energy was scattered with silver light, moving with the wind. The sword law and the wind law emerged in the body of the sword energy.

The sword energy was like a sword rain, passing beautiful arcs in the air, piercing the chest of the dead man on the city tower.

On the city tower, thousands of dead soldiers were killed in the rain of sword energy. Thousands of dead soldiers fell down one by one like harvesting rice.

When the three famous figures from the ancient Suzaku Kingdom saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel the burning pain on their faces, as if another invisible huge palm was slapped hard on their faces.

They had previously decided to clean up these dead soldiers as conditions to exchange the "Surprising Bird Divine Classic" with Jian Fengyun. As a result, they took action directly and killed a group of dead soldiers, which was like killing grass. And with a wave of their hand, they could directly block the dead soldiers outside the city from outside the city tower.

Jian Fengyun ignored the three famous Zhuque who looked bad behind him, and his eyes fell on an open space under the city tower.

"You were asked to come out just now. If you don't come out, then come and make some contributions to my Bei'an City!"

Jian Fengyun finished his cold words, and then the magic trick in his hand was shot out. A concave space suddenly appeared in the huge formation in front of Bei'an City, and an invisible magic array outside the concave space was enveloped.

In an instant, the dead soldiers outside Bei'an City who were blocked by the formation rushed to the concave space in an instant.

"Ant, seeking death!"

In everyone's confusing eyes, a group of warriors wearing the disciples of the Nine Man Palace appeared in the concave space, and began to kill the dead soldiers. They were a strong aura for one person, and they had reached the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

"Sir, there are so many dead soldiers, and they can't be killed!" An ordinary disciple of Jiuman Palace spoke to the most powerful young man in front of him.

Baili Ke clapped his hands and immediately slapped dozens of dead soldiers backwards, leaving no breath, and said, "Damn it, that young man has seen us? He deliberately put this dead soldiers in!"

"What should I do? The harsh sect, so many dead soldiers can't kill them!"

"Son of Hara, many dead soldiers, just killed one, and another group came up!"

In an instant, the disciples of the Jiuman Palace around Baili Ke were anxious. The pressure of tens of thousands of dead soldiers gathered on dozens of them in an instant, and they instantly felt the breath of death.

A powerful soldier in Baili Ke's hand appeared in his hand - the Nine Demons Folding Fan. The totems of nine powerful monsters from ancient times were painted on the folding fan. With a light blow, a violent imperial power exploded from the folding fan, directly sweeping thousands of dead soldiers over death.

In an instant, their pressure was relieved, and Baili Ke couldn't help but order: "Retreat quickly, give up this action first!"

The moment the words fell, some disciples of the Jiuman Palace rushed up, trying to rush out of the concave space.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

However, the next moment, these disciples of the Jiuman Palace who rushed up all collided more than twenty feet in front of the concave space.

Everyone saw clearly that a thin shield formation appeared as if it were foil. This shield formation blocked their way out.

"Son of Hara, I can't get out. There is a formation here that traps us in a small space of twenty feet!" The disciple of Jiuman Palace said in a panic.

"A bunch of waste, let me do it!" Baili Ke frowned and angry when he heard this. With a wave of his hand, a surging spiritual power radiated from the Nine Demon Folding Fan in his hand, bombarding the formation.

Bang!

A light sound spread from the formation, which immediately shocked the eardrums of people in the concave space.

Baili Ke only felt the folding fan in his hand tremble, and a stream of equally surging spiritual power suddenly returned from the formation, and slammed into his body through his Nine Demon Folding Fan.

Baili Ke only felt a pain in his body, and his internal organs suddenly churned, his arms trembled, and the Nine Demons folding fan almost broke out.

"Anti-Void Trap Formation!" Baili Ke instantly realized what kind of formation he was trapped in at this moment.

At the same moment, Baili Ke turned around and swept his eyes to the Bei'an City Tower behind him. On the city tower, a young man in white stood upright, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was watching a monkey show. At this moment, Baili Ke's heart was not angry.

He was the dignified saint of the Nine Man Palace, and was actually trapped here to be seen by people as monkeys. Moreover, more importantly, this person was his goal this time.

Baili Ke, as the saint of the Nine Man Palace, he was extremely talented. He has been tilted in resources in the Nine Man Palace since he was a child and has been respected by warriors of the Nine Man Palace. However, just a year and a half ago, the bloodline left by a female elder of the Nine Man Palace was brought to the Nine Man Palace. From then on, everything changed. The woman was only over sixteen years old, but her strength was faster than him. In an instant, the eyes of the entire Nine Man Palace fell on her, and his status plummeted, and all the cultivation resources that should belong to him were poured out on her...

This time, he came out and accepted the task of Jiuman Palace. He wanted to get the "Lich God Record" that everyone is concerned about by Jiuman Palace, so that the elders of Jiuman Palace can see that Baili Ke is the best warrior in Jiuman Palace.

He originally thought that a young man from the lower realm would not be much stronger even if he had the inheritance of Emperor Fengyun. When he came, he realized that he had no chance to attack Jian Fengyun and was trapped directly.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

However, the dead soldiers around him did not give him a chance to regret, and countless dead soldiers kept thinking about the impact of the concave space.

Before Baili Ke even had a tragic sound, he was instantly overwhelmed by the rushing squad. He had to activate his spiritual power and began to kill the squad.

On the city tower, three famous figures from the ancient Suzaku Kingdom saw this scene and couldn't help but widen their eyes, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.

Looking at the endless killing of dead soldiers, the three celebrities couldn't help but feel a cold sweat behind them.

Fortunately, they came out just now when Jian Fengyun spoke. If they didn't come out, they would probably throw their old face home if they fell into this situation.

Jian Fengyun looked down on the city tower.

A moment passed, and in the concave space, the people in the Jiuman Palace no longer had the same momentum as they were. Their robes were damaged and their faces were covered in dust. Almost everyone had colorful colors on them. That way, they were simply a group of beggars who were unattended on the street. They were not like the overlord of the wild Thousand Domain - the disciples of the Jiuman Palace!

for a long time……

(End of this chapter)...
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