Super Martial God

"Odin, are you sure you won't consider trading with me?"

Ji Fufeng tried to delay and said, "to show sincerity, as long as you resist the Xin family for me, I can give you the Ewing sword spike first. You can give it to me later."

"This..."

Odin wavered again.

"Commander Ao, you must not be deceived by him."

Jianxi said loudly, "please take a closer look. The Youwen sword spike in the ethereal tea hand has lost a silk of the sword spike. He must have secretly refined the sword spike."

As soon as Odin saw it, he was so angry that he stared at Ji Fufeng: "are you kidding me?"

Ji Fufeng ignored him and stared at the sword: "Why are you so talkative, Ma egg? I really regret that I didn't slap you to death when I was in the ancient region."

"What about regret? It's too late for you to regret now."

Jianxi sneered: "don't try to play tricks in front of me. I've been staring at you."

Ji Fufeng was really angry.

With his cultivation, no matter in the age of Daman or in the dark area, few people can give him anger. This time, he was disgusted by Jianxi.

"Ha ha, Odin, you think others want to trade with you, but in fact they are just playing with you. You'd better join hands with me and suppress them first."

Xin Qiushan laughed sarcastically.

"Well, I agree to join hands to suppress them."

Odin was furious and just wanted to suppress Ji Fufeng and tea first.

"Attack!"

The thirteen ancestors immediately used their unique skills and constantly bombed the projection of purgatory.

Ji Fufeng didn't dare to neglect it. Holding a stick turned from an ancient boat, he went all out to defend the surrounding areas, so as not to let these attacks disturb Lin Mu.

Time goes by.

The more the battle, the more dignified the faces of the thirteen ancestors of the Xin and Aojia.

Ji Fufeng's combat effectiveness is far beyond their expectation. It can be said to be terrible.

Even if the other party is the great circle full grandfather, there are two great circle full ancestors on their side.

Now, with their two great grandfathers working together and 11 assistants, they can't take Ji Fufeng alone?

Sword West is also frightened.

Although he had known that Ji Fufeng's strength was very strong, he never expected that the other party would be abnormal to this point.

Looking at each other's strength, it is absolutely possible to send them into the top ten of the dark ancestor list, or even into the top five.

Time, little by little.

"A drop of blood."

Twenty minutes later, Lin Mu produced the first drop of fan blood.

In front of him, Ji Fufeng resisted all attacks for him.

"Intensify the attack and don't leave your hands."

Xin Qiushan said angrily.

So many of their experts joined hands to attack one person, but they didn't attack for nearly half an hour. It was a joke.

Forty minutes later, the battle continued.

"The second drop of blood."

Lin Mu made two drops of mortal blood, and the amount of mortal blood in his body reached 997 drops.

"We must suppress him and never let him escape."

Outside, the experts of Xin family and AO family were frightened.

This Ji Fufeng is too powerful.

With such a strong presence, if you let the other party escape this time and stare at them later, you'll feel numb when you think about it.

An hour passed quickly.

"Pooh."

Under such a high and dense attack, Ji Fufeng was also wounded and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But he was not afraid, looked determined, and still resisted without timidity.

"Come on, everyone. He's hurt."

Jianxi came and shouted.

Lin Mu can sense the situation outside, but he has no choice but to speed up the refining of Youwen sword silk and make ordinary blood.

"The third drop of blood."

At this moment, he finally produced the third drop of mortal blood.

In eighty minutes.

"The fourth drop of blood."

Lin Mu once again refined a wisp of Youwen sword silk and made it into ordinary blood.

If the amount of blood in the body reaches 999 drops, there is still one drop to reach 1000 drops.

Xin Qiushan sent out a peerless sword and hummed through Ji Fufeng's chest.

"Ji Fufeng, don't struggle in vain."

He said coldly, "kneel down for me!"

"Cough."

Ji Fufeng coughed blood, but his face was full of a smile. "When I was indomitable, you didn't have an accident. You also wanted me to kneel?"

"Give face, don't want face."

Xin Qiushan said coldly, "well, since your bones are so hard, I'll break your bones one by one to see if you can stand firm."

"What I hate most in my life is this kind of ignorant goods."

Aoqing's face is cold and his attacks are more and more fierce.

In a hundred minutes.

Bang!

Xin Qiushan smashed Ji Fufeng's knee with a sword.

Ji Fufeng had to station with a wooden stick to prevent falling, and then forcibly used his body to stop the attack for Lin Mu.

Boom

A series of powerful attacks hit him like meteors and blew his body out of blood.

That is to say, he is a barbarian and cultivates barbaric skills. Each cell is extremely powerful, which can block these attacks. Otherwise, other practitioners, even Da Yuanman, can't forcibly block so many attacks with their bodies.

"His body is too strong."

"How can you have such a strong physique in this world?"

This situation will undoubtedly have an impact on the ancestors of Xin and Aojia again.

"Let's all use the kill attack. It's been 100 minutes. We can't delay any more."

Odin said coldly.

meanwhile.

Buzz!

The fifth drop of mortal blood in Lin Mu's body was made by him.

Soon, this drop of mortal blood merged with other mortal blood.

A thousand drops of blood!

At this moment, the amount of blood in his body finally reached a thousand drops.

Gurgle

A thousand drops of blood, in an instant, like being attracted to each other, quickly gathered together.

A strange change that cannot be explained or explained is happening.

Looking at the changes, I'm afraid I can't finish it for a while.

"Too slow!"

But Ji Fufeng is suffering in front of him. Lin Mu doesn't have time to wait for it to change slowly.

Suddenly, there was a move in his heart. Another Youwen sword wire had not been made into ordinary blood, and now it was just used up.

"Youwen sword silk, burning!"

Lin Mu burns Youwen sword silk to create power and accelerate the change of 1000 drops of ordinary blood.

Soon, 110 minutes will pass.

"Ji Fufeng, your strength is really strong, but it's over."

Xin Qiushan's face was cold, and a sword broke Ji Fufeng's other knee.

Ji Fufeng could hardly stand, so she could barely support her balance with a wooden stick in her hand.

"Hum, aren't you a hard bone?"

Seeing Ji Fufeng's body shaking, Xin Qiushan's eyes showed satisfaction. Leng hum: "don't you kneel down yet?"

"Xin Qiushan, damn you!"

Just then, Lin Mu, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Xin Qiushan coldly.