Chapter 1315:

After saying that, Su Fan didn't wait for Yintu and Xue Wuluan to react, and flew towards the west of the city.
"Su Fan..."
Xue Wuluan called Su Fan from behind, but Su Fan's speed was so fast that he flew without a shadow in the blink of an eye.
"This guy is still doing things exactly like before, coming and going like wind!"
Xue Wuluan sighed in a tone beyond reach.
...
At this moment, in a certain street west of the city.
The huge prison car tipped over on the street, and the iron fence outside the prison car broke open, revealing a hole for one person to get in and out.
A middle-aged man with a national character face stepped on the overturned prison wagon, carrying a black knife on his back, and slowly helped Ma Wenhuan, who was covered in wounds in the prison wagon, out.
There was a mess around the prison car, and two cultivators were fighting hard.
One of them has a small number of people, only a few dozen people, but these dozens of people are all of the master level, suppressing the other party to death.
The party with a smaller number of people were the members of the Ma family, and they were fighting against the Brotherhood monks led by Wu Dongsheng.
These dozens of Ma family members are all core members of the Ma family, among which the lowest cultivation base also has the eighth level of the soul.
Looking back at the brotherhood monks led by Wu Dongsheng, although the number of cultivators was twice that of the Ma Family, their overall strength was more than one level lower than the Ma Family.
Wu Dongsheng's strength is the highest in the Brotherhood.
It may be that after many life and death trials in the Colosseum, Wu Dongsheng's combat power has also greatly improved.
On the Ma Family's side, several cultivators of the Soul Venerable Realm confronted Wu Dongsheng, but all of them came back in despair.
Not only that, Wu Dongsheng even injured a Majia Tianzun.
Perhaps Wu Dongsheng's performance was too conspicuous, and soon, the Ma family replaced a soul saint master to fight Wu Dongsheng.
There was an insurmountable gap between Soul Sovereign and Soul Sage. After a while, Wu Dongsheng was defeated in front of Ma Jia Soul Sage.
The brotherhood monks who were walking with Wu Dongsheng saw that the situation was not good, and immediately rushed forward, trying to save Wu Dongsheng.
Seeing that Wu Dongsheng was about to leave the battle, at this moment, Ma Wenhuan, who was rescued, said to the middle-aged man with the face of Guozi: "Father, you must not let Wu Dongsheng go. All the injuries on this child are worshipped by him. Thanks!"
It turns out that this middle-aged man is Ma Wenhuan's father, Ma Jing, the fourth master of the Ma family!
"Huan'er don't need to worry, this Wu Dongsheng will not escape!"
A coldness appeared in Ma Jing's eyes, and when he kicked his feet, he flew out with a volley.
boom!
An extremely fierce energy generated from Ma Jing's feet.
With a strong impact, a deep ditch was pierced through the ground and slammed into Wu Dongsheng's direction.
In an instant, the sky was full of dust!
Half of the pavement of the whole street has become potholes!
The earth trembled, and the crowd around the audience turned pale!
boom! boom! boom!
Facing Ma Jing's terrible flying kick, the Brotherhood cultivator headed by Wu Dongsheng couldn't support it in an instant.
The dozens of monks who stood in front of Wu Dongsheng were directly hit by vomiting blood.
A human-shaped line of defense that was about four or five meters long was torn out in an instant!
Wu Dongsheng's face changed drastically, and Ma Jing's strength made him feel desperate.
boom!
Hearing only a muffled sound, the energy that hit Wu Dongsheng was suddenly squeezed by a palm that appeared halfway!
"Ma Jing, I didn't expect to see you in a long time, your strength has also improved a lot, but your strength has improved, why you started to bully the juniors instead, aren't you afraid of causing people to laugh?"
A figure came out slowly from behind Wu Dongsheng, it was Jia Wuzeng, one of the three principal elders of the Brotherhood League!
"It's Elder Jia!"
"Great, Elder Jia is here, let's see how arrogant the horses are!"
"Dare to rob the prison wagon, the Ma family obviously doesn't take the law of our brotherhood into consideration!"
The cultivators of the Brotherhood cheered one after another, and many people in the surrounding crowd followed suit.
"Jia Wuzeng, it's you!"
The so-called enemies were extremely jealous when they saw Jia Wuzeng's appearance, Ma Jing immediately became angry: "Good, your surname Jia, you dare to appear in front of me, today I will remove you and avenge my nephew! "
Jia Wuzeng is the murderer of Ma Hanliang. Although Ma Hanliang is not a descendant of Ma Jing, Ma Jing's love for Ma Hanliang is not weaker than Ma Wenhuan.
"Take your life!"
After speaking, Ma Jing screamed, leaped high from the cage, clenched his fists, and rushed straight towards Jia Wuzeng.
"Hehe, want to kill the old man? You are still far away!"
Jia Wuzeng lifted his palm to greet him with ease, and thousands of sacred power surged and turned into countless golden silk threads, entwined towards Ma Jing.
boom!
Ma Jing's double fists were like pouring steel, and they plunged into a large piece of golden silk in an instant.
However, this seemingly fierce punch, but under the defense of layers of silk threads, the more you go in, the weaker the punch!
Until the end, Ma Jing was shocked to discover that half of his body had fallen into the silk thread unknowingly, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free!
"Dark Yan Xuanwu!"
In desperation, Ma Jing directly displayed martial arts, the black knife behind him was unsheathed in a buzzing, spinning and flying in the dark flame, directly cutting apart the large pieces of golden silk!
"Jia Wuzeng, it's time for you to die!"
Ma Jing got out and jumped out, holding the handle of the knife with his backhand, and swaying a hundred-meter-long dark flame!
The golden thread was directly burned into the sky, and the black flame seemed to have become a dancer, dancing wildly on the blade!
"It's raining!"
Looking at the aggressive Ma Jing, Jia Wuzeng no longer kept his hands, and immediately displayed his own trick.
The endless golden energy thread spouted from his palm and floated in the air, as if the golden silk rain that never dried up, densely covering Ma Jing's blade.
boom!
Two completely different energies slammed together, and an extremely strong shock wave broke out instantly!
The dark flame, and the vast golden drizzle, are entangled in the void, fighting hard!
In the entire space, sometimes there is golden light everywhere, and sometimes it is covered by dark fire. This scene of strange scenes makes everyone's heart beat faster.
Rumble!
At this time, a cluster of dark flames entwined with gold threads fell into a tall building on the side of the road. The tall building burst into pieces in an instant, and a large amount of wood fell into the pile of people!
These woods were originally very ordinary, but after two kinds of power blessings, they directly became high-risk substances!
Hundreds of monks died instantly under these high-risk woods. There were no corpses, and their bodies were evaporated by the super-heated energy!
[End of this chapter]