Jiang Huai, who was full of confidence, was a little disappointed and returned to that loneliness. He seemed to have no interest in killing Fengming. In his opinion, it was no longer challenging.

After half an hour of chasing, Feng Ming and Jiang Huai almost ran around the demon city for a long time. Feng Ming was hit by Jiang Huai several times, with blood hanging on the corner of his mouth. His originally pale face became paler, and his eyes slowly showed a look of fear.

During a chase, Feng Ming's energy was exhausted, and accidentally, he was hit by Jiang Huai and fell to the ground with a punch. His calf was broken with a crack. Jiang Huai seized the opportunity, grabbed his legs and threw Feng Ming out with force.

Bang!

Feng Ming's body was like a thrown iron discus, smashing through a tall building at a very fast speed. Even so, the force of moving forward was only reduced a little. It was not until Feng Ming smashed through three or four tall buildings that he stopped in an office building.

Jiang Huai followed closely and landed in front of Feng Ming.

It was late at night and there was no one in the office building.

At this time, even though Feng Ming had the strength of the foundation-building stage, he could not withstand the unlimited destruction of the Heavenly Level martial arts. Feng Ming was lying on the ground, with blood rising from the corners of his mouth.

"I'll ask you the last time, do you think I came from? Is it the prehistoric world?" Jiang Huai asked.

Feng Ming's body twitched and smiled sinisterly. He saw that Jiang Huai didn't seem to know where he came from. Feng Ming, who knew he would die, did not answer.

"Okay, I get it."

Jiang Huai slowly raised his arms, his body burst into vitality, and an illusory sword appeared in his hand.

The sword energy is fierce!

Feng Ming knew very well that when this sword fell, his soul would dissipate.

Feng Ming, who was unwilling to accept his heart, shouted angrily and glared at Jiang Huai fiercely. He did not die when the world was separated from the earth. He did not die when the spiritual energy was exhausted, but now he was about to die in the hands of a guy who had just entered the foundation-building stage. How could he not be angry? Feng Ming had anger that the gutter capsized.

call out!

At this moment, a sharp breath suddenly rushed from dozens of miles away. Jiang Huai frowned, turned around and slashed it down with a sword, and then, Jiang Huai squinted his eyes with a serious expression and looked at the night sky dozens of miles away.

A figure flowed from a distance, the long skirt swung slightly in the wind, the silk fluttered gently, and a cold and stunning face appeared in front of Jiang Huai.

Looking at such a charming figure and face, Jiang Huai smiled faintly and said, "Girl, are you also Ye Lingting's person?"

The 6 beauty slowly raised her eyelids. She was absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth just now and suddenly felt the strong aura here. So she came over to take a look. She never expected that Feng Ming in the foundation-building stage would be so embarrassed.

Among the cultivators today, there are very few foundation-building cultivators. Among the four ancient secret families, the ancestors with the highest cultivation level were only entered the early stage of the Golden Pill after the spiritual energy was revived. Feng Ming, a guy who had entered the foundation-building stage early, was beaten so miserably by a young man.

"You are Jiang Huai, that man surnamed Jiang? To be honest, are you from the Jiang family?" The 6 beauty did not go to see Jiang Huai, and after glanced at Feng Ming, she slowly glanced at the night view of the Demon City. If she had such cultivation, it was impossible for the four major families who were not secretly secreted in ancient times to achieve such an achievement.

"I am Jiang Huai and my surname is Jiang, but I don't understand what you are talking about from the Jiang family." Jiang Huai said.
Chapter completed!