Before the stick momentum came, Chi Liyan's hands, holding the sword, could not stop trembling.

Bang!

The moment Chi Liyan met her face, she was blown away, and her hands holding the sword opened and her mouth burst out with blood, trembling constantly.

"Little girl, no matter how fancy the sword moves are, they are useless in the face of absolute power!"

Jihu stood proudly, holding a stick and pointed directly at the wounded Chiliyan.

When Chi Liyan was about to completely destroy it with one stick, a sharp gray light flashed.

It was obviously extremely fast, but there was no sound of breaking the wind.

This made Jihu, who had been through many battles, feel uneasy.

Clam!

Before the iron rod that Jihu raised was enough to fall, he was suddenly hit by the attacking gray light.

At that moment, Ji Hu felt that his stick body seemed to usher in a huge force, which almost made him unable to control it, and he seemed to be about to shake it away.

Due to his appearance, he had to choose to resist in full view of everyone!

The consequence of subconsciously holding the iron rod tightly was that the tiger's mouth where he held the rod was torn apart in an instant, and his finger bones were turned outward. The intense pain in his heart made him heart-wrenching and cold sweats burst out.

Everyone on the field, whether it was Fu Longting's or the Gu Ming tribe led by Tian Minshu, were stunned by this scene.

Everyone looked at Lu Feng together.

But Lu Feng was weighing a few ordinary stones in his hand and leaning casually towards the fallen Chiliyan.

It was this relaxed scene that made Tian Minshu and Jihu, who were in the lead, suddenly feel heartbroken.

Others may not see clearly, but they can see clearly. The terrifying blow just now was just a stone thrown out by Lu Feng!

"Aren't you a formation master?"

"How can a mere Heavenly Soul Realm have such a domineering attack!"
Chapter completed!