"It seems that I think highly of you. The gap between you and Ji Zhantian is not just a tiny bit!"

There was a roar from the sky, and the giant sword crashed onto the earth.

The center of the desert that was hit was filled with yellow sand. With Luo Feng as the source and the power of the Ji family's bloodline, a small nuclear explosion was formed and spread rapidly to the surrounding areas.

The uncontrollable shock wave pushed Poseidon thousands of meters away, and he couldn't help but be amazed at the terrifying dominance displayed by the Ji family bloodline when it reached the Nine Nether Realm.

A sky-wide frost storm filled this space, killing all living things, and the temperature suddenly reached a critical point.

"As expected of the bloodline of the Ji family, it is too difficult to control, and even I was bitten by it." Poseidon's body was covered with layers of frost, and his body temperature was swallowed by the frost that filled the surroundings, and his breathing became short.

Looking at Luo Feng's position, a bottomless pit had appeared there. The power of this sword exceeded Poseidon's imagination.

"Is this the end?" Poseidon was greatly disappointed. He expanded his five senses, but did not find Luo Feng's aura.

"It's just a waste of my time, that's all." Poseidon raised his hand and was about to summon the true form of the Ji family's bloodline, when suddenly he discovered something incredible.

"My sword shape...why can't it come back?" Poseidon was shocked. The true form of his bloodline seemed to be disconnected from him, still suspended in the sky, exuding a cold air.

"Come back!" A trace of inexplicable panic made Poseidon at a loss. "What the hell is going on? Come back quickly!"

"I'm afraid it won't be able to go back," a voice came from under the sword shape and in the frost.

"You're not dead?" Poseidon's pupils trembled. "Stop standing up, man or ghost. Stop pretending to be a ghost. I knew you were not that simple."

The cold mist was shaken away by a hand. Luo Feng's whole body was filled with cold air, and he spit out cold mist from his mouth, but he stepped out without any damage, carrying Ni Lin with his face full of disdain.

"How come you haven't been eroded by the cold?" Poseidon asked suspiciously when he noticed that Luo Feng was moving freely.

His body was eroded by the cold air of the Ji family's bloodline, and even his Three Nether Cave cultivations couldn't stop trembling, but Luo Feng was able to move freely in the cold air.

Is this gap too big?

"What the hell are you doing? Your cultivation level is only in the middle stage of being banished to immortals. How can you block this cold air that even I can't stand?"

"Other than saying that you are a fake, do you know what the blood of the Ji family is?" Luo Feng came walking on the ice, "I just lied to you, in fact... if you don't use the blood of the Ji family to fight me,

You are still 60% sure of winning my little banished fairyland."

"But since you used the blood of the Ji family, I'm sorry, this will be my home court."

Poseidon's face turned pale, "What do you want to say?"

"Do you understand the Ji family's bloodline?" Luo Feng took his final fighting stance, sinking his body and letting his scales fall between his hands. "If you don't understand, take a look at the differences between the Ji family's bloodline and other bloodlines today."

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Suddenly, the blood aura of the Luo Feng Ji family surged, and the cold air spread in all directions, like a blue dragon protecting the body, roaring in the center of the storm.

"Pretending to be a god or a ghost," Poseidon dispelled the inexplicable panic in his heart and raised his hand to kill Luo Feng in this ice and snow world.

But the next second his expression changed again.

"You discovered it," Luo Feng sneered, and the Six Paths of Rashomon suddenly appeared in front of him again.

"What's going on with my body?" Poseidon suddenly found that his body couldn't move. Not only his body, but even his own cultivation was suppressed by an invisible force.

He panicked. A powerful man from the United States, one of the aces of Sanyoudong who became famous six years ago, was actually shocked by a young boy in his early twenties.

Luo Feng did not answer, the scales in his hand were shaking violently, and with the transparent sword intention, he was captured by Luo Feng again, and a powerful sword intention burst out.

A dragon roar shook the mountains and rivers, with Luo Feng as the source. Only the sword energy turned into a blue dragon, entrenched around Luo Feng. When the dragon's eyes stared at Poseidon, Luo Feng also struck out the Ji family sword style.

"The fifth form of Fulong Kendo, Canglongyou!"

Suddenly, the blue-gold dragon passed through the six Rashomon gates, and suddenly arrived in front of Poseidon, who could not move.

"boom!"

The Canglong transformed into the power of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, distorting the space. The high concentration of blue-gold energy actually made Poseidon feel the aura of death.

"Stop!" Poseidon shouted with bloodthirsty eyes.

As the giant dragon like the Great Wall opened its bloody mouth and swallowed Poseidon, the endless sword energy turned into a thousands-mile tide and swept across all directions.

Under the terrifying impact, the cold air had such a wide impact that even everyone in the Long family who came from several miles away was shocked.

"What a terrifying power of blood. It seems that the fight has already begun. You guys take your time, I'll go first." Long Yunfei was shocked. He was surprised by the terrifying power of this blood. He used it with a divine step and disappeared in this space instantly.

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"It must belong to my brother Luo," Long Yunchen said excitedly, "My brother Luo has already started a fight with that Ji family impostor. It must be like this. After all, he is my idol. Everyone, follow me and help Luo fight.

elder brother!"

"Is such a terrible impact really caused by that kid? But yes, he is also a descendant of the Ji family. I couldn't have mistaken it just now." Long Yanxi was puzzled, "But why is it that as a descendant of the Ji family?

,His...name is Luo Feng?"

"Also, since he is from the Ji family, have you ever seen the three great geniuses of the Ji family, Ji Zhantian, Ji Wudao, and Ji Ruxue?"

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A frost storm filled the sky over the desert cut open by a sword, and the battle was over.

Under the desert ravine, Poseidon, the American warrior covered in blood, smiled miserably. He looked at the young man above him, no longer as proud as before.

And that sentence, "I felt like a god looking down at the ants" became a slap in the face.

"Tell me why, why I can be suppressed by you."

"The reason is very simple, you are a fake," Luo Feng said calmly, "You didn't have to die. If you lose, you will lose because of the purity of your bloodline."

"No matter how strong your cultivation is, your Ji family bloodline is far inferior to mine. The characteristic of Ji family bloodline is that the weak will always submit to the king, and the Ji family bloodline in your body will naturally obey my orders."

"Is that so?" Poseidon coughed up blood, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I would lose to you, kid."

"Do you feel wronged?"

"It's not unfair," Poseidon said with admiration, "You have such cultivation and talent at your age, and you can also master the penetrating sword intention that I have never mastered. Ji Wudao, I admit that you are extremely talented and can fight with

Ji Zhantian is on par."

"It's just... I didn't expect that I would lose so completely," Poseidon slowly closed his eyes unwillingly.

One of the aces of the United States "Fall!"

There was a wind coming, and Luo Feng stood in the storm. He looked around and knew that someone was always watching him.

His intuition told him that this person should be an American force.

This battle completely offended the American martial arts community.

"Is this the twin bloodline? It's a pity, it's a pity. You idiot, Poseidon, underestimated the enemy. I told you to be careful. You don't believe it." A black shadow swayed in the wind in the distance, with a reserved but extraordinary temperament.

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"I thought I would be lucky enough to see the Emperor's bloodline this time, but I didn't expect you didn't even force out the Emperor's bloodline from this kid. Forget it, we will meet again next time," the black shadow stood up and disappeared into the blood.

In the fog.

"You just left like that?" Luo Feng was greatly surprised when he sensed that the aura had disappeared. Just when Luo Feng retracted his Ni Lin and was about to leave, Long Yunfei came from a distance on his divine walking steps.

"Xiao Feng, where is Poseidon, are you okay?"

Luo Feng pointed at the ravine created by the sword energy and said calmly, "He's dead and lying inside."

"Dead?" Long Yunfei was shocked, "He was a ninth-grade swordsman from Sanyou Cave. Who killed him?"

"me."

"You?!" Long Yunfei stared at Luo Feng with wide eyes and a look of disbelief on his face, "You are only in the middle stage of the Immortal Realm, how did you do it?"
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