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Chapter 463 - 463: 270. Fighting the Su Family and the Shen Family’ s Ancestor

Su family. Su Daji, you hurt me once, I will definitely take revenge!! ”

He was still talking about the fake fight between Su Daji and him decades ago.

Su Daji was a veteran actress and had stopped acting. She smiled and said, “Xia

Ji, you killed all the saints in the world? You even obtained his power?”

The Exquisite Pagoda above the Divine Wind’s head kept flickering, bearing the pressure of the power of heaven and earth.

The blood-red double-crescent halberd in the distance did not attack immediately. It was obviously listening curiously.

This was Su Daji’s normal way of suppressing him.

Unless Xia Ji really didn’t care at all, he would definitely answer. As long as he answered, he could continue the conversation and obtain more information.

Feng Nanbei was killed by you, ” Xia Ji said. ” He gave me his power before he died. ”

He silently praised the veteran actor in his heart.

Conversation was the best way to delay time.

What he wanted was to drag it out until one-third of the Wu family was split.

“Give it to you?” Su Daji giggled. ” You killed all the saints in the world, and you still want to quibble? ”

Xia Ji felt that the Su Family’s ancestor was extremely disgusting…This sharp-tongued person.

“He was forced into a desperate situation by you guys. His life was already at its end. Before he died, he entrusted me with the unfinished business. Is there a problem?”

“Ridiculous!”

Divine Wind, who was standing at the side, finally understood. He sighed inwardly. Although the Black Emperor did not have any magic treasures, he was already on the same level as the old fellows who had survived the ancient times. He should even be ranked quite high.

At this moment…

“Come forward if you dare!” Xia Ji shouted. “I won’t go forward,” Su Daji replied from afar.

He finished speaking.

It was a confrontation.

Su Daji did not hold back. She grabbed the red embroidered ball under her seat and pushed it forward.

With this push, the red ball passed through space and appeared in front of the real Xia Ji.

With a tinkling sound, the embroidered ball with the seven-colored dragon wrapped around it smashed toward him.

Xia Ji knew the power of this magic weapon. He had been smashed once a few decades ago, and that was when his soul was torn apart. It was a pain that made him wish he was dead. Now, after several decades, the power of the Red Silk Ball that Su Daji could unleash had become stronger.

Xia Ji knew that he couldn’t fake this fight, or else the matter between the two of them would be exposed.

In this moment of confrontation, he had locked his divine wind, but the red embroidered ball had smashed his face.

He could only retreat.

This retreat weakened his control over the divine wind.

The Shen family’s ancestor’s body turned into blood and escaped from the package. His body suddenly expanded and turned into a huge body that was a thousand feet tall. The double-crescent halberd also grew longer and turned into a terrifying halberd that was more than two thousand feet tall. As he swung the halberd wildly, it smashed down with a blood-red color.

As Xia Ji retreated, eighteen moves appeared.

Sixteen rays of 3,000 worlds spun and blasted towards the sky, the earth, and the distance.

The remaining left hand tapped the void, and 360,000 Dharma Idols appeared again. The other right hand pointed at the divine wind.

The pressure from the heavens and earth made the huge body extremely sticky, and its attacks were quickly weakened. However, the Exquisite Pagoda resisted the attack of the power of the heavens and earth.

In the next instant.

The three thousand worlds met the red embroidered ball, and the two collided. The entire Boneyard River exploded, and the River Heart Island of the Nether House was also sent flying.

Xia Ji flew up along with the island. He raised his left hand and faced the blood-red halberd that was coming at him.

This halberd was called Yuan Tu and Ah Bi. It killed people without any karma.

Xia Ji’s black hair danced wildly, but his fingers had already clamped the tip of the halberd, preventing it from advancing.

With a light flick.

The Holy Wind Halberd flew backward and was frozen in mid-air. Upon closer inspection, the 300-meter-long halberd was not a Dharmakaya, but a strange bloody mist.

Xia Ji pressed his left hand on the ground.

The blown up island in the middle of the river was instantly pressed back to its original spot.

They instantly clashed.

An instant passed..