The two armies were completely silent. After a moment, the aristocratic defenders on the city wall suddenly burst out with shouts.

"Hahaha!! Win!"

"Ancestor Tianwu is invincible in the world! For eternity!"

King Qin's army, on the other hand, all looked pale and fearful. Many of these people were originally from copycat gangs. At this time, they were on the verge of collapse due to fear.

Ancestor Tianwu naturally also noticed this. He thought that as long as he took action now and killed tens of thousands at will, most of the rest would surrender without a fight, which would save a lot of energy.

This battle seems to be coming to an end.

But they saw the old man Changyuan who fell from the sky in King Qin's army. He was seriously injured. He managed to get up from the ground and turned towards the direction of the carriage in the center of the military formation.

"The junior is not strong enough and cannot live up to the expectations of the seniors."

A young and peaceful voice sounded faintly.

"It's nothing, you did a good job, I've seen it clearly."

"This is enough."

Despite the commotion, this voice still reached the ears of everyone present clearly, including the ancestor of the witch in the sky.

Ancestor Tianwu was startled and his laughter suddenly stopped.

"How is it possible? There are still experts?"

But I heard that voice sound again.

"Hey, heaven."

"Where did you learn the Extreme Flame Burning Heaven Technique??"

Ancestor Tianwu trembled, his face changed drastically, as if someone had touched the secret in his heart, and his whole body started to tremble.

"Extreme Flame Burning Heaven Technique? How is it possible? Who is it? How do you know?"

His eyes wandered around the military formation below, and soon locked on the heavily guarded carriage in the center of the army.

"Are you here? Get out of here!"

He shouted loudly, and the fire dragon roared out and flew towards the carriage.

boom!

Flames exploded on the ground, covering the carriage.

However, just when the flames were about to spread and engulf the surrounding army, they shrank instantly as if bound by some invisible force.

The compartment of the carriage had been broken by the impact just now, revealing two figures, one large and one small, and the shrinking flames condensed in the hands of the adult. The original thousand-foot-long fire dragon had turned into tiny sparks.

It was a young man with a pale face and a somewhat sickly look. He covered his mouth with his free left hand, coughed a few times, and glanced at the ancestor of the Heavenly Witch in the sky.

This sight made the ancestor of the Heavenly Witch tremble all over, a great fear surged out of his heart, and he almost fell from the sky.

"You...who are you?" Ancestor Tianwu asked in a trembling voice.

As soon as the two fingers of the young man's right hand came together, the spark was extinguished in his hand, and then he said lightly: "I just asked you, didn't you hear?"

"If you don't hear anything, come down and listen."

The moment the voice fell, a big hand that covered the sky suddenly stretched out in the void and struck the head of the ancestor Tianwu...

The ancestor of the Heavenly Witch, who was still majestic just now, was unable to resist the sudden giant hand. He was like a fly flying in the sky and was slapped down.

boom!

His body crashed down, creating a large crater with a radius of several feet on the ground. Smoke and dust were scattered in all directions. In the crater, the ancestor of the Heavenly Witch could only feel that the sky was dim and the earth was dark, stars were appearing in his eyes, and his bones were about to scatter. With a "wow" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How...how could..."

"What happened?"

Ancestor Tianwu couldn't believe it. He was not completely unresponsive when the giant hand slapped him, but the moment the giant hand slapped him, he seemed to be covered by a huge force, and even a hair

I couldn't even move my fingers, it was just smashed down.

On the city wall, the defenders of the aristocratic families who were still cheering suddenly fell silent.

Although they didn't know who made the sound just now, everyone saw the scene where the ancestor of the Heavenly Witch was swatted away as easily as a fly by the giant hand.

"What...what's going on?"

Fan Zuoren, the head of the Fan family, was stunned and speechless?

Several other people also had almost the same expression.

Why was the ancestor of the Heavenly Witch, who was so powerful and invincible just now and defeated the opponent's spiritual king, suddenly photographed?

At the bottom of the big pit, the ancestor Tianwu had already woken up, and then he only felt a sense of fear.

Regardless of whether it was the young man who did it or not, the power of that moment was beyond his imagination. The ancestor of Tianwu had lived for hundreds of years, and as he matured with age, he immediately realized that this opponent was by no means invincible to him.

The next moment, a figure suddenly flew out of the pit and flew towards the sky without looking back.

run!

This is the choice that Patriarch Tianwu made without hesitation after thinking clearly about the situation. What are you waiting for if you don't run away now?

However, the young voice sounded faintly again.

"I told you, can you leave?"

Ancestor Tianwu, who was in mid-air, suddenly saw a blur in front of his eyes. He seemed to have hit a big mountain head-on. He groaned and fell again. To people in the distance, it looked like the moment he flew up, he fell again.

A giant hand appeared and slapped him down again.

Ancestor Tianwu fell back into the previous pit and vomited out another mouthful of blood, but without any hesitation, he flew out of the pit with his legs wide open, trying to escape again, but without any suspense, he was struck by the giant palm again.

Shoot back.

He was photographed back several times in a row. When he flew out again, he cleverly did not fly towards the sky, but flew into the military formation. He expected that the giant hand was so big that he would slap it in the military formation.

I don’t know how many people will be beaten to death when I come out. That person will not beat himself to death along with the people around him.

However, before he could fly more than a few dozen feet, the giant hand appeared again, coming through the wind, but it caught up from behind. He pinched it with his index finger and thumb, as if pinching an insect, and pinched the ancestor of Tianwu in his fingers.

for a while, and then flicked it hard.

boom!

Ancestor Tianwu once again fell back into the previous hole impartially. Although there was no vomiting of blood, there was a clear sound of bone cracking. It was the pinch of his big hand just now that broke several bones in his body.

Enduring the pain of broken bones, the Heavenly Witch ancestor shouted loudly, and as he flew up again, the flames all over his body expanded. The flame demon reappeared, intending to use all his strength to hold on for a moment to create an opportunity to escape.

However, the moment the giant hand reappeared, it was slapped down from above. The Fire Demon God, which exuded a terrifying aura, suddenly burst like a bubble in the water. The giant palm slapped the ancestor of Tianwu on the top of his head again, and slapped him again.

Come down.

This palm hit the top of the head, as if being hit on the head by a mountain. It directly stunned the ancestor of Tianwu for more than ten breaths. He only felt that the world was spinning, and it seemed that the whole world was moving away from him.

When he woke up again, there was only a look of horror on his face, and he turned around and knelt down in the pit.

"Spare my life!"

"Sir, spare my life!"

He was frightened out of his wits, and he knew in his heart that with his own strength, there was no room for resistance, not even a chance to escape. Even if he tried his best, he would still be like an ant in front of the opponent. No matter how he escaped,

, no matter which direction you run away from, the other party will be able to accurately shoot you back into the hole you created at the beginning. This is obviously just playing tricks on you.

The gap was really too big. If the opponent had struck a little harder just now, his head would have been smashed. No, it should be said that the first palm could have killed him in the sky.

The ancestor of Tianwu, who understands this, no longer dares to run away. Although the few blows just now did not kill him, they have seriously injured him. If he runs again, even if the other party does not hit him hard, he will be seriously injured and his spiritual power will be lost.

If you are distracted, you may be beaten to death.

The young man's voice rang in my ears: "Are you still running?"

Ancestor Tian Wu knelt on the ground and shook his head desperately when he heard this: "I won't run away, I won't run away anymore, sir, please spare my life, my lord, please spare your life, I don't dare to run away anymore."

The defenders on the city wall and the people from the five major families were completely speechless. The scene just now was clearly seen in their eyes.

After procrastinating for three days, the powerful backing he had been waiting for finally arrived, a powerful spiritual king who could reach the heavens and the earth.

After defeating another Spirit King in a crushing manner, he originally thought that his side was sure of victory. However, the ancestor of the Heavenly Witch was pinched like a fly by the giant hand that suddenly appeared.

This development is wrong!

The promised Spirit King is a legendary existence, a strong man who stands at the pinnacle of the world, an invincible existence? If this is true, then what is the giant hand? A visitor from outside the world?

Some people don't know that they have guessed the truth unintentionally, but that doesn't matter anymore.

King Qin's army, which was originally in a panic, now had a surge of momentum and was cheering loudly.

Of course they knew who was behind it.

It turns out that your husband is not a spiritual king.

Sir is much more powerful than the Spirit King!

On the city wall, Murong Tongji swallowed his saliva and said, "What are they calling?"

Fan Zuoren's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice: "What do you think you are calling...Long live sir? Who is sir?"

"I don't know." Changsun De shook his head, his face gloomy: "But I know one thing..."
Chapter completed!