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After neutralizing Ji Hualoong's attack, Yuwen Cheng suddenly let out a burst of loud laughter and revealed a crazy manner.    

The moment he said that, Ji Hualoong's face darkened and his eyes became cold.    

"You're courting death!"    

Ji Hualoong's attack suddenly changed.    

He left an afterimage as he charged towards Yuwen Cheng.    

Judging from his posture, he wanted to fight Yuwen Cheng in close quarters.    

"Haha, in terms of physical strength, I'm even less afraid of you."    

Yuwen Cheng laughed out loud and put away the halberd in his hand, raising his fist to meet the blow.    

"Really? Don't regret it!"    

Ji Hualoong's eyes flashed with a trace of a sinister smile. A layer of bright, powerful and domineering armor appeared on his body.    

His fist was surrounded by golden light as it collided ferociously with Yuwen Cheng's fist.    

Boom!    

An explosion resounded. Unexpectedly, Yuwen Cheng was sent flying over a hundred meters away by Ji Hualoong's punch, stopping in mid-air in a sorry state.    

On one hand, it was true that Ji Hualoong's cultivation was stronger than Yuwen Cheng, but on the other hand, it was because of his Fist Technique.    

"How can you imagine the power of my Ji Family's Emperor's Extreme Fist!"    

Ji Hualoong snorted and looked at Yuwen Cheng proudly.    

"Haha, that's more like it. Again!"    

Yuwen Cheng did not mind at all and laughed loudly as he charged forward once again.    

From his posture, it was obvious that he wanted to clash head on with Ji Hualoong.    

The complacent Ji Hualoong once again looked ugly. Was he underestimating the power of his Ji Family Supreme Sword Fist?    

"If you don't appreciate my kindness, then I will thoroughly defeat you this time."    

Ji Hualoong took the initiative to welcome Ye Zichen with a cold voice.    

Very quickly, the rumbling sounds of explosions could be heard.    

Ning Xiaolei stood on the Lightning Knife, his eyes glimmering as he looked at the two people fighting.    

The power of the Extreme Huang Fist was a bit stronger than what he had imagined. It seemed to be a medium-grade earth-step martial skill.    

And he had already seen Ji Hualoong's cultivation, which was at the early stage of Second Layer of Immortal Stage.    

"If it was only the methods he has displayed now, I could probably suppress him with the help of the Black Lightning Dragon's Break and the Second Stage of the King Kong Gate. However, I keep having the feeling that he is still hiding something."    

Ning Xiaolei seemed to be deep in thought. Otherwise, Dragon Capital and these geniuses would be too useless.    

Even a second-rate power like Eight Gates had a power technique like this, so it was impossible that the five great forces didn't have it.    

Although the situation with the Eight Gates was a little special, they definitely could not underestimate the five great forces.    

"You're crazy, continue being crazy!"    

Ji Hualoong roared in anger. At this moment, he had been suppressing Yuwen Cheng.    

Originally, he wanted to deal with Ning Xiaolei. Yuwen Cheng suddenly jumped out and even had the intention to look down on him. The anger that he had nowhere to vent out was all vented onto Yuwen Cheng.    

"Ji Hualoong, is this all you have? It's not fun at all. I'm completely fine."    

Even though he was at a disadvantage and had to vomit blood and fly backwards time and time again, Yuwen Cheng acted as if nothing had happened and became more and more arrogant.    

Ji Hualoong almost exploded out of anger. Since it's like this, who the hell gave you the confidence to do so!    

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you? Heaven Breaking Spear! "    

Ji Hualoong roared and cast an Earth Grade spell.    

With a rumbling sound, a golden battle spear appeared in the air and pierced towards Yuwen Cheng.    

"That's not right, Yuwen Cheng's cultivation is slowly getting stronger. He is making a breakthrough in battle."    

Ning Xiaolei had been watching the two fight. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as if he had realized something.    

Although he looked to be in a sorry state, he could feel that Yuwen Cheng's breath seemed to have changed a bit. It seemed to have reached the critical point of breaking through.    

"Hahaha, one with the halberd!"    

Laughing out loud, the halberd in Yuwen Cheng's hand appeared once again. After which, he moved, transforming into a shining halberd, clashing with the incoming spear.