Feng Ji looked at Jiang Lan who suddenly appeared, his brows tightly furrowed.

The other party's punch made his heart palpitate.

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If he had not retreated quickly, he would not have remained unhurt.

Not only was the other party's cultivation high, he was also ridiculously strong.

More importantly, the other party had always known that he was watching him.

Thus, he didn't leave the mountain for thirty years and remained in seclusion.

And once he got off the mountain, he made a trip to leave Kunlun.

All for the sake of eliminating him.

Feng Ji frowned.

He regretted it.

He missed the best opportunity to kill Jiang Lan.

He had actually waited for thirty years.

Cheng San looked at Jiang Lan, his eyes shining as he frantically searched for a countermeasure.

From the current situation, he had to understand the difference in strength between him and the other party.

He knew he had discovered something he shouldn't have known. This person from Kunlun would definitely not let him off.

One must know that even Feng Ji was unaware that the other party had concealed his cultivation.

This was the other party's trump card. He would never let anyone who was still alive know about it.

Therefore, if both sides were on the same skill level, he would have the initiative.

Otherwise, either the Kunlun disciple died or he would die with Feng Ji.

"Where are the others?" Feng Ji asked Jiang Lan.

Since the spirit beast's corpse was here, it meant that no one had stopped Jiang Lan.

Was the curse ineffective?

As for the others… they probably hadn't ended up well against a Void Refinement cultivator.

Jiang Lan answered his question.

"They're waiting for you two on the path to the Netherworld."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Lan disappeared on the spot.

He wasn't sure if this person had mastered the Heavenly Human Race's secret technique or not.

However, once the other party used the secret technique, it would be somewhat troublesome to kill him.

He had to kill him now.

When Jiang Lan reappeared, he was already behind Feng Ji.

His fist was already next to Feng Ji.

Feng Ji was greatly alarmed and did not dare to receive it head-on.

Boom!

A powerful shockwave rippled into the surroundings, and Feng Ji was sent flying.

Blood dripped from Feng Ji.

His arm was injured, but it wasn't broken. At this time, his aura began to erupt.

His entire body was covered in runes.

The moment he landed, his preparations were finished.

The next moment, he began to counterattack.

"Childish. Do you think you can fight me with your little brute force?"

As the sound of Feng Ji faded, fire-like power began to appear in the surroundings.

His hands formed seals.

Power then converged on his hands.

"You simply do not understand what power is. You only know how to use your fists."

In the blink of an eye, Feng Ji had finished forming his seals and a palm pressed towards Jiang Lan.

Facing this palm, Jiang Lan didn't hesitate in the slightest.

From his senses, it was as if he could see an incomparably huge Dharma Idol standing behind Feng Ji. This palm seemed to be striking out from the Dharma Idol.

The strength it had was overwhelming.

Naturally, Jiang Lan wouldn't just stand there and wait to be beaten.

The moment Feng Ji struck out with his palm, Jiang Lan had already arrived before Feng Ji.

Facing this terrifying palm, he raised his fist.

Feng Ji was slightly surprised when he saw Jiang Lan attack his Dharma Idol.

Was he crazy?

Not only did he not attempt to dodge, he did not even put up any defense at all. Was he intending to clash head-on?

"Since you want to die, I'll grant you your wish."

In the next instant, Jiang Lan's fist collided with Feng Ji's Dharma Idol.

Power collided.

An invisible storm began to spread.

Boom!!!

A powerful force swept in all directions.

At that moment, an ethereal bull's cry sounded.

Moo!

The bull's cry seemed to come from the endless void.

It could pierce through everything and even crush mountains and rivers.

Boom!

Another explosion sounded.

Feng Ji, who was initially evenly matched with Jiang Lan, could not believe what was currently happening.

His Dharma Idol's attack had been blocked, and not only that, but his Dharma Idol was also shattering.

Shattering along with it was his hand.

In the next instant, he felt Jiang Lan's fist touch his hand.

He saw his palm disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How… how is this possible?"

Boom!

A punch flew past.

Feng Ji fled with heavy injuries.

Blood mist scattered, with Jiang Lan standing where he initially was.

But in the next instant, Feng Ji saw Jiang Lan's figure disappear.

"Behind you." Jiang Lan's voice sounded from behind Feng Ji.

Jiang Lan was like a death god coming to claim his life.

Feng Ji felt fear in his heart. How could this person be so terrifying?

He never thought that he would be so vulnerable in front of Jiang Lan.

He was a little afraid.

"Cheng San, what are you waiting for?"

A frightened voice sounded.

It was as if he was trying to grab onto a life-saving straw.

At this time, Jiang Lan's fist had already arrived in front of Feng Ji.

A powerful shockwave rippled through the air, sending shockwaves through the air.

It was as if he was about to face death.

He wanted to retreat, but his speed was not as fast as Jiang Lan's fist.

Boom!!

Jiang Lan punched out. He thought that he would be able to shatter half of Feng J0i's body.

But to his surprise, a wolf's head blocked his fist.

It was a Dharma treasure.

Bang! The wolf's head was crushed by Jiang Lan.

At this moment, Feng Ji managed to escape.

Beside him was an old man.

The old man had a small wolf's head on his palm.

But it was already broken.

Blood flowed from the corner of the old man's mouth.

Jiang Lan's fist had injured him.

"Daoist Feng Ji, quickly think of a way," Cheng San immediately said.

They were no match for this person.

The other party was simply an unstoppable monster.

They had never seen a Void Refinement cultivator who could solve everything with his fists.

Feng Ji, who had used a secret technique, had the strength close to that of a late-stage Void Refinement Realm mighty figure. On the other hand, the wolf's head Dharma treasure could not be broken without the power of a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator.

This person's strength was already comparable to a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator.

Feng Ji was shocked in his heart.

This disciple of the Ninth Summit was different from what he had imagined.

He was short-sighted. He was the one who knew nothing about power.

"Fellow Daoist, we can do some negotiation," Feng Ji immediately said.

"The Heavenly Human Race wishes to kill you. I am only a spy for the Heavenly Human Race, not a member of the Heavenly Human Race. If fellow Daoist kills me, they will just send another person to deal with fellow Daoist. As long as I'm alive, there won't be a second person who will attack you.

Furthermore, I can send a message to let them know that I have already abolished your foundation. This way, the Heavenly Human Race definitely won't take you seriously anymore."

Jiang Lan looked at Feng Ji and asked curiously.

"Why does the Heavenly Human Race want to kill me so badly?"

Jiang Lan didn't feel like the Heavenly Human Race had found out about him killing Miao Xiu.

"Because you managed to ascend to the peak of the Stairway to Heavens," Feng Ji said immediately.

"Being targeted by the Heavenly Human Race is extremely troublesome. Even if I am killed by you right now, they will still send people over to investigate the situation. So keeping me alive is useful to you."

Jiang Lan nodded.

"You make a lot of sense, but that's not the only way. It's not the best solution either. "

Jiang Lan didn't say anything else. He took another step forward.

Feng Ji and Cheng San were shocked.

At this moment, they had nowhere to retreat. The other party didn't even listen to them.

The power began to approach him, and his fist soon arrived before Feng Ji.

"Extremely stupid. You forced me to do this."

Countless cracks appeared on Feng Ji's body. Even if he died, he wanted to drag Jiang Lan down with him.

However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't surpass Jiang Lan's fist.

He could not understand why this person would not listen to his opinion.

Also, why was this person's punch so heavy?

Feng Ji felt like the fist had become everything in his world.

Bang!!