After a short period of comfort, a greater crisis ushered in.
Ji Zilong even speculated that this time the Sword Control Sect would even send out pseudo-saint-level strongmen to surround and kill him.
After all, his current strength was no longer an ordinary emperor-level master.
The only one who can resist is the false saint, who can suppress him.
As for whether he can completely kill him, Ji Zilong has no way of knowing, because the most powerful people he has fought against so far are only at the pinnacle of the emperor realm, so how strong is the pseudo-holy master?
Ji Zilong There is no accurate judgment yet.
Soon, Rabbit and Ji Dalong had everything ready.
"Retreat!"
Ji Zilong let out a low cry, and with a flash of figure, he swept out of the inn where he was staying and appeared above the inn.
When he looked down, he saw that the inn was already surrounded by Sword Controlling Sect disciples.
At this time, three powerful auras were rushing towards them from afar.
Judging from the auras, their realm was at the pseudo-sage level.
"Sure enough" Ji Zilong frowned and quickly used his air control skills to get out of here.
Behind them, the three auras flickered in the air, and soon they arrived at the inn where Ji Zilong had previously stayed.
"Idiot!"
The next second, he heard an angry voice from behind: "You don't even know that someone has escaped.
Hurry up and chase me."
"Found it."
After saying that, a pseudo-sage master suddenly spoke.
His eyes wandered, and finally locked Ji Zilong in the distance in an instant, and said: "You haven't gone far yet, chase quickly." call out Immediately afterwards, these three figures were seen moving rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, they were a thousand meters away.
Judging from the speed, they were obviously much faster than Ji Zilong.
"So fast."
Ji Zilong was shocked.
He was indeed a pseudo-saint-level master, and his strength was indeed strong enough.
Seeing that the three false saints of the Sword Control Sect were catching up, Ji Zilong suddenly shouted low as a precaution, and held out the magic plate.
The nine mixed true dragon spiritual arts inside were running rapidly, and the rolling dragon breath poured out all over his body in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Zilong transformed into A huge golden dragon-man dozens of meters high emerged.
His golden scales shone brightly, like a golden sun shining in all directions.
"You evil beast, you actually dare to be so showy!"
A pseudo-sage strongman from the Sword Control Sect shouted angrily.
"Brother Hongyang, this man is very cunning.
We must be careful not to be deceived by him."
Yu Hongjian, one of the powerful pseudo-sages, said in a low voice.
After all, the news that their other disciples brought back from Chenyu all explained Ji Zilong's Very cunning.
"Hmph, it's just an imperial realm, not worth mentioning."
Yu Hongyang sneered.
In the face of absolute strength, all tricks will be just for show.
While they were talking, another of their companions had already taken a detour and flew directly towards the front of Ji Zilong, intending to block Ji Zilong's path.
Behind the three pseudo-sage powerhouses, a large number of Emperor Realm masters were seen.
Rushing here quickly, a rough estimate is that there are at least a thousand people, and their number is still increasing.
A large number of masters are gathering from all directions.
Seeing this scene, Noriko Ryū's scalp was numb.
At first, he was able to kill thousands of Emperor Realm masters from the Sword Control Sect at once, all because he was prepared in advance and used external force to kill all those people.
If there was to be a confrontation, Ji Zilong was determined not to be his opponent.
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After all, they were both Emperor Realm masters.
Ji Zilong could kill hundreds of people at most, which was his limit.
"Boss, we are about to be overtaken."
Climbing on Ji Zilong's shoulder, Rabbit was a little anxious.
His opponents were all pseudo-sage masters, and it was impossible for them to defeat him.
"I'm thinking of a way."
Ji Zilong frowned.
If I were stronger, I might not be afraid.
Even if I couldn't defeat him, I could escape easily.
I wouldn't be chased in such an embarrassing situation like now, and I wouldn't even dare to think of turning around and fighting back.
"boom" Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the front, and a hurricane was seen sweeping in.
In the hurricane, thousands of sword blades rolled, and everything in its path turned to dust.
"Bastard, let's see where you are running away."
Yu Hongfeng, who blocked Ji Zilong's path, sneered.
For Ji Zilong, all they have in their hearts is contempt.
After all, he is just a mere Emperor Realm master, and he comes from a barren land like Chen Territory.
Even if he goes against the will of heaven, he can't go anywhere.
After all, Chen Territory has limited resources and can never train him.
A true strong man emerges.
Under normal circumstances, only one of them, an Emperor Realm master, could easily deal with Ji Zilong.
The dispatch of three masters today was just a precaution.
Of course, even if it is the worst outcome, they will not be afraid.
Ji Zilong cannot escape, because they have captured two of Ji Zilong's associates, and the other two have also been arrested by Jin Luo.
I believe It won't be long before he's caught.
"Not good."
Ji Zilong's face turned slightly cold when he saw the storm of ten thousand-foot-long swords approaching in front of him.
It seemed that the opponent was going to kill him.
"Babu Zhenlong Tower, come out!"
With a low voice, Babu Zhenlong Tower rose into the sky.
The sealing magic mirror appeared, and the powerful sealing power shone out from the mirror.
For a moment, the sword storm in front was illuminated by this light and was immediately affected.
However, due to the level of the spiritual weapon and the cultivation between the two, Because of the gap, this time the magic-sealing mirror did not completely block the opponent's attack, but only slowed it down a bit.
"Huh!"
The strong wind roared, and the blade storm was already close at hand.
It was impossible for Ji Zilong to go around.
The two false saints from behind were about to arrive.
If he went around, he would be overtaken by the two behind him.
At this moment, he could only rush into the storm head-on and use the cover of the storm to try to escape.
"Soul-protecting umbrella, open!"
With a low cry, the soul-protecting umbrella from the Eight Dragon Suppressing Tower flew out.
It turned into a noble canopy and fell from the sky.
The falling light contained countless powerful protective spiritual patterns, covering Ji Zilong.
With a low cry of "Go", Ji Zilong quickly brought Rabbit and Ji Dalong into the Babu Dragon Suppression Tower.
Then, with the help of the soul protection umbrella, he plunged into the opponent's sword storm without looking back.
"What?"
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Behind them, the two false saints were a little surprised that the other party was so desperate for their lives.
"Hmph, you are just jumping over the wall.
Now that you have entered my Blade Storm, you will never have a chance to survive."
Yu Hongfeng sneered.
Although this Blade Storm is not his most powerful attack, as long as a master below the Pseudo Saint is killed, If it is shrouded, it will definitely die without a burial place, and will be torn to pieces in an instant.
In the ding ding ding storm, countless sword blades slashed crazily on Ji Zilong's body, causing sparks to burst out from his body surface.
In this matter, even with the protection of the Soul Protector Umbrella, it will not help.
There is always a sword blade that can tear open the gap and cause damage to Ji Zilong.
Every time he slashes, the attacking blade will be shattered into pieces, but Ji Zilong's dragon scales, He would also suffer great trauma.
He struggled to move forward in the storm, but only a few meters away, the dragon scales on his body were chopped into pieces.
"Poof" the dragon scales shattered, and the power of the wind blade's sword light was fully displayed.
The sword blades cut crazily, and they easily tore through the defense of the soul umbrella.
In the blink of an eye, Ji Zilong had more than one weapon on his body.
Blood sprayed from Qian's incisions, and in some places, bones were even visible.
The pain caused by the severe cutting sensation made Ji Zilong grit his teeth.
However, this was still the result of his naturally strong body.
If his body were weaker, he would probably be chopped into pieces on the spot.
The combat power of the false saint was simply too terrifying
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