Several elders shouted loudly and simultaneously slapped the giant hand that was approaching from mid-air.
"boom!"
Several rays of light bloomed at the same time, and then, streams of energy swept in all directions. Some strong men around were blown back by the strong wind and could not stand at all.
Several elders were also people with profound cultivation, but unfortunately they were suppressed by the field in the sky battlefield and could not exert their full combat power.
At this moment, the faces of these elders changed almost at the same time, and they spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
Sima Xingkong's fighting power was truly terrifying. With his own strength and domineering and tyrannical power, he actually suppressed several elders.
Sima Xingkong sneered and said, "You useless guys actually have the nerve to covet power. Don't you feel ashamed..."
Sima Xingkong's words were as sharp as knives, harshly mocking several elders.
"Sima Xingkong, don't be so violent, I will come to meet you..."
In the Iron Blood Holy Land, a talented disciple saw the elder being suppressed and couldn't help but jumped out and punched Sima Xingkong.
Sima Xingkong didn't even bother to look at him, he just slapped out with his palm. All of a sudden, a huge gust of wind rose up from the ground and hit the genius of the Iron Blood Holy Land directly in the chest. The genius of the Iron Blood Holy Land flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and fainted.
"A bunch of trash, you dare to challenge me?"
Sima Xingkong didn't even look at the unconscious genius of the Iron Blood Holy Land, and walked step by step towards Yue Chengfeng, Xu Feihu, Tie Hengjiang and others.
Sima Xingkong carried a powerful aura that dominated the world. Every step he took was like stepping on the hearts of the elders, causing them to tremble with his aura and spit out blood with every step. In the blink of an eye, the breath of the elders became extremely weak.
The elders looked at each other in shock. How could Sima Xingkong be so powerful? He was probably not weaker than those pure-blooded atavists of the alien race.
Sima Xingkong sneered and slowly approached the elders, as if he was deliberately torturing them, causing their bodies to tremble constantly, as if they might die at any time.
"You few useless people, even if you put them together, are no match for this young master. I really don't know what the point is for you to still hold on to this formation hub. This young master will ask one last question, will you hand over the control of this formation hub?"
Sima Xingkong came in front of several elders and asked in a cold voice.
"Don't even think about it."
Elder Yue Chengfeng uttered two words with difficulty. The control over this formation was too important and could not be handed over no matter what. Even if they died, they could not let the control over this formation fall into the hands of the Sima family.
Sima Xingkong showed a trace of anger on his face, and said in a low voice: "You ungrateful thing, if that's the case, then go to hell."
After saying that, Sima Xingkong opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of white energy as thick as substance, which directly hit Elder Yue Chengfeng.
“Crack!”
The sound of countless bones breaking was heard in Elder Yue Chengfeng's body. He flew backwards, spilling a large amount of blood in the air. Then, he fell heavily to the ground, and his life or death was unknown.
"Old Yue..."