At this moment, Feng Liluo was suffering unprecedented pain.

For the first time in his life, he suffered such a serious injury, and his mind was in a trance.

When Ziwei Xingjun arrived in front of him and punched him, he could barely react.

Feng Liluo planned to fight back, but unfortunately, it was too late, Ziwei Xingjun's fist had already landed on his chest.

The terrifying punch, accompanied by fierce black flames, burst open.

Pooh!

Feng Liluo spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell down.

But Ziwei Xingjun didn't hold back his hands. He followed the falling phoenix fence and blasted out with every punch. Every punch was with all his strength. The phantom of the phoenix floated in the void behind him, spreading the horror. energy.

Boom!

Ziwei Xingjun threw a final punch, stepped on Feng Liluo's neck with his right foot, and stomped him hard on the ground.

Immediately, countless storms, accompanied by smoke and dust, spread in all directions, forming a ring-shaped air wave, which looked spectacular and astonishing.

Under the influence of this aftermath, the large array arranged around the ruins of the main city shook violently, producing dense and terrifying ripples of energy.

The many affiliated races surrounding the formation naturally also observed the strangeness of the formation and the astonishing fighting energy generated in the formation.

However, due to the obstruction of the formation, their spiritual sense could not penetrate into the formation, and they could only vaguely see the fierce battle inside the formation through the formation.

"With Phoenix Lord's strength, he should be able to easily deal with that traitor! Why is there no winner yet!"

Among the many affiliated races, the Fire Elephant Race is relatively powerful. At this moment, the patriarch Liang Chuan standing in front of the Fire Elephant Race team frowned authentically.

Speaking of which, Zhuo Wen and the Fire Elephant Clan had a lot of grievances.

While in Fengxue City, Zhuo Wen killed the young head of the Fire Elephant Clan and several strong Fire Elephants.

For this reason, Liang Chuan was very angry at the beginning, if it wasn't because of Zhuo Wen's strange whereabouts, he would have taken revenge on Zhuo Wen long ago.

After knowing that Zhuowen had caused the turmoil of the Phoenix Clan this time, he immediately rushed over with the elite of the Fire Elephant Clan.

He knew that with his background in the Fire Elephant Clan, he might not be the opponent of Zhuo Wen at all, but this time the Phoenix Lord personally made a move. Although he couldn't deal with that Zhuo Wen, the Phoenix Lord could.

Originally, Liang Book was still full of expectations, but Fengzhu could easily deal with Zhuo Wen, and let him relieve his anger.

But now the battle in the big formation has lasted for a long time, and it hasn't ended yet, which makes Liang Book a little uneasy.

Not only Liang Lu, but also the leaders of other affiliated races felt uneasy.

They also felt that the Fengliluo battle had dragged on for a long time, and the longer the battle dragged on, the more uneasy they felt, and gradually there was panic among them.

Outside the big formation, when many subordinate races were panicking, Ziwei Xingjun slowly crawled out of the huge pit in the ruins of the main city.

He was out of breath, and the breath on his body was very weak.

Zhuo Wen ran over from a distance, but his arms were still hanging weakly.

Four times in a row he used all his strength to shoot Houyi's divine arrow. In fact, he had reached his limit. No matter how many healing pills he swallowed, his arms would not be able to recover in a short time.

He knew very well that it would take at least half a month for his arms to recover, and this was on the premise of taking the healing pill every day, otherwise, it would take a long time to recover.

"Brother Ziwei, are you okay!"

Zhuo Wen summoned the deity and handed Ziwei Xingjun a healing pill.

After Ziwei Xingjun took the Healing God Pill, his complexion barely returned to normal.

"Has Feng Liluo been dealt with?" Zhuo Wen asked.

Ziwei Xingjun's face was not very good-looking, and with a wave of his sleeve, all the smoke and dust in the huge pit dispersed.

In the giant pit, there was no trace of Feng Liluo, only a shocking pool of blood.

"That Feng Liluo must have suffered an extremely serious injury, and then he used some kind of powerful escape talisman to leave here." Ziwei Xingjun said in a deep and authentic voice.

"A strong man like Feng Liluo is really difficult to deal with!" Zhuo Wen sighed with some regret.

However, soon, Zhuo Wen corrected his mentality. Feng Liluo is definitely the group of people standing at the peak of the prehistoric world. Such a strong man must have a lot of cards. You are stronger than him, and much stronger.

Together with Ziwei Xingjun, he was able to seriously injure Feng Liluo and escape, which is already quite remarkable. JrNovels.com