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"You're courting death!"

At another corner of the plaza, a middle-aged man roared in anger.

This person was also one of the eight Battle Sovereigns!

"No matter who you are, you will be killed if you dare to cause a ruckus at the gate!" After the man shouted, he immediately rushed towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng had angered the Battle Door. Either he dies today, or he no longer has the Battle Door to fight in a chaotic manner.

"Too weak, scram!" Jiang Feng looked at him with contempt, and spat out coldly. His fist was unable to withstand the force, and directly rushed towards his opponent's body.

This middle-aged man's cultivation was not weak, and had already reached the eighth level of the The Realm of Ruins. He was already ranked second among the eight Battle Saints, and could be considered to have a lot of strength.

In the face of Jiang Feng's overbearing fist, one of the eight warlords did not dare to be careless. After all, Li Qingao had only just been blown away, so he used all of his strength to clash against Jiang Feng's fist.

Bang!

The result was astonishing. One of the eight Battle Lords spat out a mouthful of blood like a kite with its string cut. Just like Li Qingao, he was sent flying several hundred meters away without stopping.

The chaotic fighting of the gate cultivators, shocked and angry, was this Jiang Feng really going to go against the will of the heavens?

"Attack!"

Another cultivator shouted. He was an old man and was also one of the eight Battle-Sovereigns. He spoke to the two old men beside him.

Together, the three of them attacked Jiang Feng at the same time!

The cultivation of these three people were slightly weaker, with the cultivation of the seventh level of the The Realm of Ruins. But if the three of them were to work together, they would definitely be stronger than Li QingAo who attacked previously and that middle-aged expert.

Jiang Feng stood alone on the stage, looking at the three people rushing over, his expression calm.

He had one hand behind his back, his white clothes peerless.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"

This time, Jiang Feng used the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, and ruthlessly smashed out his right hand. A peerlessly powerful fist energy, even more terrifying than the descent of a thirty thousand meter mountain, directly shattered the void into a chaotic region.

The ancient realms that were in a state of chaos and disorder were no longer stable and were in danger of being blown away by Jiang Feng's punch at any time.

"What kind of fist art is this? Why is it so terrifying?"

Three out of eight Battle-Lords, their pupils dilated instantly after seeing Jiang Feng's punch. They could feel the power of his punch, and it could be said that it was heaven defying.

Wherever that fist passed by, space became a mess. There wasn't even time left. This punch had even turned a blind eye to the laws of the world. It was simply unimaginable. It couldn't even be compared to a God Tier Battle Skill.

It wasn't just the three of them who were shocked. All of the cultivators who were participating in the wedding banquet had expressions of shock on their faces. They had never seen such a terrifying fist technique. It was like stars colliding with each other, causing their hearts to palpitate.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist clashed with the Three Great Warlords of the Luan Zhuan Sect.

After three muffled sounds, a figure flew out, followed by a second figure, and then a third figure!

The Three Great Sacred Masters were not even able to withstand a single blow from Jiang Feng's fist.

The entire Ancient Realm was boiling as cries of surprise filled the air.

Whether it was the Ji Family, or those who were fighting randomly, or even those who were participating in the wedding banquet, they were all subdued by Jiang Feng.

Too strong, simply unimaginably strong.

One person had forced back several experts of the Ji Family, and one person had consecutively defeated the Five Great Honored Warriors in the Ji Family.

"The sect master, Zhan Wuji, and the Holy Maiden of the Ji Family, Ji Siyue, are still not going to appear?"

"If the two of them still do not appear, Jiang Feng is invincible, and today, we can definitely take away Ji Yao and Nangong Fan!"

The crowd burst into discussion.

"How dare you, Jiang Feng, make trouble at my door, you overestimate yourself!"

A cold voice instantly came from the mountain peak in the distance. Then, a gale like a tiger or leopard crashed into the plaza in the blink of an eye.

This was an old man wearing an ancient robe, and his aura was extremely powerful.

Another Battle-Saint. This was the sixth of the eight Battle-Sovereigns that had appeared!

In addition, this person's appearance caused the entire area to be in a state of excitement for a short period of time.

This Battle Elder's name was Dao Jue. Using his blade to establish his dao, he was nicknamed Dao Lord Dao Lord.

Saber Sovereign's cultivation base was not the strongest among the eight Battle Sovereigns, but his battle prowess was famous among them!

"Can I take these two with me?" Jiang Feng's gaze fell on Dao Jue and asked coldly, the two people he was pointing at, were Nangong Fan and Ji Yao.

The reason why Jiang Feng did not kill the Ji Family and the members of War Door was because he did not want to make a big fuss out of it. Doing so had already expressed Jiang Feng's attitude, and could be considered giving him face, just based on what they would do.

"You made a ruckus at the wedding, injured five of my Warlords, and now you want to bring them away? You must be dreaming! What kind of place do you think my gate is? Come as you please, and leave as you please!" Dao Jue said coldly, his eyes staring straight at Jiang Feng, a terrifying killing intent flickering in the depths of his eyes.

"Then I'll beat you until you can't stop me." Jiang Feng said calmly.

"Arrogant!" Dao Jue was furious to the extreme. No one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

This broadsword was 10 feet long and had very deep grooves. It emitted a shocking killing intent. This broadsword was at least a heaven-rank treasure!

The might of a Heaven Rank treasure was terrifying, but Jiang Feng did not take it to heart after taking a glance at it.

Although this broadsword was a Heaven-ranked magic treasure, it was only an inferior low-grade Heaven-ranked weapon. If they were to compare it with killing power, it would not even be comparable to a Hongmeng Divine Spear.

"Sword Breaks the Nine Heavens!" Dao Jue roared, he chopped out with his blade, releasing a thousand meters long blood light. A shocking blade aura burst out, enveloping everyone, causing all of the cultivators to tremble in fear.

Although the blade in Dao Jue's hand was not aimed to kill them, just the blade intent alone was able to cause them to feel a sense of death.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!" Jiang Feng was very straightforward, even the Hongmeng Divine Spear s were too lazy to move their body as he threw out a punch. His other hand was still behind his back, there was no need to do anything.

Dao Jue was only at the fifth and sixth stages of The Realm of Ruins, so even if the blade he used was a low-grade Heaven-ranked treasure, it would be useless!

Seeing Jiang Feng use his fist to block Dao Jue's blade, everyone was scared witless.

How could the fleshly body possibly contend against a Heaven-grade treasure?!

Jiang Feng, you don't want your hand anymore?

Some of them had already closed their eyes, afraid that they would see the scene of Jiang Feng's arm being chopped off by the berserk blade.

However, this scene was destined to only exist in fantasy.

Clang!

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist and Dao Jue's tyrannical blade clashed, and released a sound of metal clashing.1

With a "kacha" sound, the peerless blade of a low-grade heaven-step treasure disintegrated in the air.

Subsequently, Jiang Feng's fist passed through the shattered blade light and landed on Dao Jue's body.

Boom!

Dao Jue's entire body, suddenly bent, and spat out a mouthful of blood, after which his body flew at an extremely fast speed.

After a long time, a muffled sound could be heard from thousands of feet away. It was obvious that it had fallen to the ground.

Another Battle-Saint was defeated!

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