Just as Yi Yi was unilaterally slaughtering the dead, the darkness behind him suddenly condensed Ji Qianming's figure. He held a sword of dawn in his right hand, and the fire of the underworld jumped in his left hand, his eyes as clear as a mirror, and he rushed towards Yi.

bite--!

The sword of Dawn brushed over Yi Yi's short sword and splashed sparks. The Netherworld Fire in Ji Qianming's palm suddenly surged and burned his body along Yi Yi's clothes. Yi Yi raised his surging spiritual power and stepped hard towards the ground with one foot, directly extinguishing the flames on his body with the aftermath.

Ji Qianming gritted his teeth and resisted the spiritual power of the half-step God King's explosion. The light gold in his eyes flashed violently. Thousands of Dawn swords hovering over the dawn field fell down at the same time, flying towards Yi Yi like raindrops.

"This field... I understand, you are the wise king of the barbarians!" Yi looked at Ji Qianming with a look of surprise. He had also heard of Ji Qianming's deeds of killing seven gods in Shennongjia. At this moment, he recognized Ji Qianming's identity at a glance when he saw this recognizable Dawn Field.

"Are you scared?" Ji Qianming narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered.

Yi Yi seemed to hear some joke and sneered, "I'm afraid? I'm not those wastes... The gap between the half-step God King and the God General is bigger than you think. Do you really think that if you kill a few God Generals, you can challenge me?"

The spiritual power in his body was surging and poured into the short sword in his back. The short sword in his hand burst out with dazzling light, and the spiritual light flowed in his eyes, and some mysterious magic trick was brewing in his body.

The sword rain flew down all over the sky, and Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent and swung his sword.

A sharp sword light that seemed to be able to cut through the world soared into the sky and flew upwards against the sword rain of the Dawn Sword. The dense light swords collided with the sword light, like raindrops hitting the blade, and were easily cut open, bursting out a continuous hot light ball, exploded in the air.

The half-step God King cut off Ji Qianming's thousand swords with one sword.

After slashing Qianjian, the sword light still had no intention of stopping. It flew straight to the border of the field, and Ji Qianming's pupils suddenly contracted.

He wants to cut open these areas?!

Without thinking too much, a hated clown phantom appeared behind him, holding the air in his hands, as if holding a steering wheel, and using all his strength to turn the steering wheel in his hand. The entire circus suddenly turned dizzy, turning down, up, left and right, front and back, the sword light that originally flew to the edge of the domain became flying below the domain, and shot straight towards B.

Hate clowns and fool the "direction".

Of course, with Ji Qianming's current level, he must touch the target to change his direction. Moreover, the mental power consumed by trying to change the direction of the half-step God King's full-strength attack is huge, so Ji Qianming directly chose to change the direction of his own domain and shifted Yi Yi's position to the sword light. It can be said that he was a trick.

Ji Qianming's mental power, which was not much, was even more difficult at this moment, but the effect was extremely impressive. As soon as he saw the sword light flying, his face changed. The spiritual power of swinging the sword light was quite consumed, and the power should naturally not be underestimated. Even he himself dared not take it head-on.

Yi Yi gritted his teeth, lifted up his spiritual power again, and used all his strength to cut out a sword light again. Two terrifying sword lights collided together, like two meteors colliding at an extremely fast speed. The shocking fluctuations directly overturned Ji Qianming and the puppet master to the ground.

The spiritual tides visible to the naked eye hit the edge of the field, launching impacts again and again, one wave is stronger than the other. The Netherworld is the first to break, followed by the Dawn Realm. Under the obstacles of these two fields, the spiritual tides that hit the Bloody Circus had no intention of weakening at all. When the last wave hit the edge wall, the Bloody Circus... broke.

The power of these two sword lights is equivalent to the full blown attack of two half-step God King-level powerful men. Only the fourth-level domain cannot withstand such an impact. It is already shocking to be able to persevere until the last second.

Ji Qianming and the puppet master were lifted to the ground by the aftermath and took several steps backwards. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and they were already internally injured. Fortunately, the two were only affected by the aftermath. In addition, one was a strong-body cultivator and the other was a puppet master who transformed himself, so the damage suffered was not very large.

Ji Qianming changed his appearance with his illusion at the moment when the circus was broken, and became the ordinary-looking oriental boy, "Tiga". You should know that there was a group of spectators a kilometer away. His original appearance must not be exposed to the world. Considering that he still has to continue to be undercover in Shangxiehui, he did not bring the mask. Now he is just a ghost boy who does not exist in the world.

"The circus exploded!" On the exterior wall, several fortress residents who were not interested in watching the fun were exclaiming.

Since the circus appeared out of thin air, nothing was seen except for a little girl running out of nowhere in the middle, which disappointed the residents who were about to witness the supernatural power with their own eyes. Now, I was naturally excited to see the circus shattered.

"Why is there an extra boy?" Wu Wei said in confusion, holding up the telescope.

"Boy?" Lin Sumo was stunned, "Is it the boy who was chased? Didn't he run away?"

"No, it's another person I haven't seen before." Wu Wei handed the telescope in his hand to Lin Sumo. The latter shook his head after looking for a while.

"I don't know him, I'm a naughty face."

"Can they be other students of Gou Chen?" Wu Wei asked.

Lin Sumo frowned and pondered for a moment, "I don't remember that Gou Chen had a young boy who could face the half-step God King head-on except... no, it could not be him, he was already dead."

"Strange, then who is he?" Wu Wei murmured to himself.

In the wilderness, Ji Qianming's face looked a little ugly.

All three of his own domains were broken, and now there was not much mental power left. The puppet master's puppets seemed to be falling apart, and the form was extremely unfavorable to them.

"Is Zhang Fan safe?" Ji Qianming asked the puppet master in a low voice.

The puppet master shook his head, "I don't know, he has run out of my ability, and I can't sense him."

"I hope he is safe...why should we run away?" Ji Qianming blinked.

"Run? Where to run?"

Yi Yi's voice came from not far away. He had already recovered his spiritual sense and could clearly hear the conversation between the two people. His eyes looked at them as if he was looking at two dead people.

Swish—!

Yi Yi left a string of afterimages on the spot. Before Ji Qianming could react, a figure in white had already flashed in front of the puppet master. His right hand, with its surging spiritual power, slapped the puppet master's head like a millstone.

Bang-!

The next moment, the puppet master's head burst open, and the red blood scattered on the gray-brown land, and Ji Qianming's cheeks.
Chapter completed!