"Ping...ping...pong...pong..."
Countless sounds of fighting resounded in the air.
Ji Wushuang blocked all Wu Mingxue's attacks.
Immediately afterwards, he stepped forward and his figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly appearing nine feet in front of him.
As soon as his figure appeared, Wu Mingxue also appeared.
With a relaxed and cheerful smile on her lips, Ji Wushuang punched Wu Mingxue.
Wu Mingxue was horrified and waved her dagger to block it.
Why is this Ji Wushuang so strong? Blocking his own stunt was surprisingly effortless.
"bump!"
Ji Wushuang did not move at all, while Wu Mingxue was shocked and took several steps back.
When Zhu Shiliu saw that Wu Mingxue was at a disadvantage, she eagerly took out a magic sword and wanted to join the battle.
Ji Wushuang probably measured the comparison between himself and the Yuanying monks, and was a little uninterested.
If he only used flying swords to fight against the enemy, he would probably have the upper hand. But if you use the techniques of Lixiu, you can still gain the upper hand.
He was just about to call the two of them back to the fairy city, but Wu Mingxue directly held out the golden dagger in his hand and prompted:
"Try my magical power again.
Howling ghosts and gods! "
The golden dagger instantly turned into countless golden awns, which were arranged in the air. Under the stimulation of spiritual power, they turned into countless golden rays and shot towards Ji Wushuang.
Under the moonlight, there was a faint chill and darkness split by golden light.
Damn, is this for real?
Wu Mingxue's competitive spirit is so strong, why didn't she just suppress her a little?
It's just a practice, how come all the magical powers in the Nascent Soul stage are used.
Ji Wushuang's face was solemn, and he raised his sword fingers and directly launched the flying sword.
After breaking through the realm, he became more proficient in controlling his spiritual consciousness. This time, he directly released thirty flying swords, and thirty flying swords flew all over the sky.
"Ping...ping...pong...pong...pong..."
The flying sword intercepted all the flying golden cold light, and the magical power of the Nascent Soul stage is not necessarily that powerful!
Ji Wushuang secretly compared, Wu Mingxue was Wu Mei's biological sister, and with the big boss Li Zhongmin here before, all the materials, equipment, and techniques were the best.
Since she can easily handle her magical powers with the strength of the late Nascent Soul, other Nascent Soul monks will only be killed instantly after she uses the Huo Huan True Body.
Wu Mingxue saw that Ji Wushuang actually used thirty flying swords, and easily blocked his magical power.
She directly took out another dagger, moved slightly, and in an instant, appeared behind Ji Wushuang.
Her dagger was like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole, drawing a golden stream of light and going straight to Ji Wushuang's back.
"Ding!"
A crisp metal collision echoed in the night sky.
Ji Wushuang's long sword seemed to have eyes, instantly blocking Wu Mingxue's dagger.
Wu Mingxue's expression remained unchanged as she spun the dagger in her hand and stabbed Ji Wushuang again.
Her figure turned into a stream of wind, as fast as lightning and unpredictable.
Then the daggers came like a tide, one wave after another. Ji Wushuang held the magic sword and dealt with it repeatedly, but he seemed a little confused under her attack.
Their figures moved through the night like ghosts.
Zhu Shiliu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Sister Wu, let me help you."
After saying that, he excitedly took out his magic sword and struck it straight at Ji Wushuang.
Ji Wushuang's mouth moved slightly, and he responded with a flying sword, then ignored Zhu Shiliu.
Suddenly, Wu Mingxue's speed increased a bit, and her figure suddenly rolled in mid-air, hitting Ji Wushuang like a silver tornado.
The dagger in her hand turned into a stream of silver light, constantly passing by Ji Wushuang.
Ji Wushuang did not learn any other passive attribute skills, so it seemed a bit difficult to deal with them.
But Wu Mingxue tried her best at this moment, but still couldn't break Ji Wushuang's defense. She frowned, shouted softly, and moved through the night extremely quickly.
The dagger in his hand was like the scythe of death, with cold killing intent, cutting through the darkness and going straight to Ji Wushuang's throat.
Facing this fatal blow, Ji Wushuang's eyes showed no panic.
With his right arm, he waved a bloody fist towards Wu Mingxue.
"boom!"
A voice sounded again.
The attacks of the two collided in the air, producing strong energy fluctuations. The surrounding air seemed to solidify at this moment, and only the energy fluctuations continued to spread.
Wu Mingxue's figure froze again and took half a step back.
Ji Wushuang was unyielding, and with a strong step, his body rushed out like a cannonball, and he struck out with the Boiling Blood God Fist with his left fist again.
Wu Mingxue was disturbed by the aftershocks of the previous attack. At this time, her spiritual power was stagnant, and she felt that she could not block Ji Wushuang's heavy punch.
But in an instant, her beautiful eyes lit up, she took it into consideration, straightened her proud chest, and faced Ji Wushuang's left fist. Do you really dare to hit it? snort!
Ji Wushuang was horrified and quickly released his strength and retracted his fist, but the two were not far apart, and he rushed out at an extremely fast speed. There was no way he could release all his strength in the midst of lightning and flint.
In desperation, Ji Wushuang's left fist shifted to Wu Mingxue's right side and blasted into the void on the right.
But his momentum was not stopped, and Wu Mingxue was completely knocked into his arms.
Ji Wushuang was pulled by the momentum of his left fist, and the two of them rolled to one side while hugging each other.
"Yeah," Zhu Shiliu exclaimed softly. He didn't even care about controlling the attacking magic sword. He quickly covered his eyes with his hands, and then he couldn't help but reveal two gaps to peek.
Why did Sister Wu...why did she hug Ji Wushuang in front of her?
Wu Mingxue shook her head that was hurt by the hit. Seeing that Ji Wushuang was still pressing on her, she couldn't help but said:
"Is the pressure comfortable?"
Ji Wushuang's face was full of tears now. She didn't know where her nose hit Wu Mingxue just now, and her tears flowed down like a dam.
Hearing Wu Mingxue's voice, he hurriedly stood up.
I don’t know when my eyes are filled with tears.
"ah!"
Wu Mingxue's exclamation came to her ears again, and Ji Wushuang felt the softness under her left hand that she was holding up.
broken! This curve, even if I jumped into the Yellow River, I wouldn't be able to clean it out!
Not caring about anything else, he stood up quickly, took a few steps back, and wiped the tears from his eyes with both hands.
He rubbed his nose and found that Wu Mingxue also stood up and adjusted her robes, looking at him with a strange look on her face.
Ji Wushuang said with shame: "Sister Xue, it's not my fault!"
Wu Mingxue snorted and turned around and walked towards Zhu Shiliu who was still covering her eyes: "Well, I don't blame you, blame me!
Okay, there's no real drama, why are you blindfolded? "
"Oh!" Zhu Shiliu put down his hand and quickly took back his magic sword. This is a purple-gold magic sword produced in Youdu Mountain, so he can't lose it.
Then she secretly glanced at the two of them. Wu Mingxue took her little hand, held it, and flew into the air towards Lingxiao Fairy City.
Ji Wushuang looked at the backs of the two women and sighed, she really couldn't blame herself for what happened just now.
This was clearly something she took the initiative to welcome? !
Why is it as if he took the initiative?
Hey, woman!
