"Tap tap tap——"
One after another figures walked out of the crowd.
Most of them are Soul Elder, plus a small part of Soul Ancestor.
Most people are unhappy with Ji Wushuang.
Others just see the crowds and want to join in the fun.
In their opinion.
If there are so many people fighting against each other, it is a sure win but not a loss.
Just glance at it.
About a hundred people.
"Everyone move back to avoid accidental injury." Ji Wushuang smiled.
Hear the words.
The busy people who did not want to be accidentally injured stepped back and made way for a circular venue with a diameter of about a hundred meters.
"What's your ability to fly in the sky? If you have the ability, come down!" A man held a long sword and shouted loudly, and five Spirit Rings were slowly beating around him.
"..."
Ji Wushuang fell slowly.
Finally, we sat down on top of a magnificent statue in the center of the square.
This statue is clearly that of Star Luo Emperor.
This magnificent momentum and meticulously crafted quality are truly rare.
"I count to three, and this game Exchange Match will officially begin."
"One, two..."
Just counted to two.
A strong man named Martial Soul named War Tiger rushed over with an angry roar.
"Get off the statue!"
His actions immediately brought others together.
"Charge!"
"Kill him!"
"Roar!"
Various roars mixed with the roars of wild beasts echoed in the square.
"The outcome of the victory or defeat is not just a matter of loudness. There is nothing to shout about."
"Cloud Shuttle, Light Frost."
"It's up to you to deal with these people."
The first, second, third, and fifth Spirit Ring next to Ji Wushuang light up one after another.
For a while.
The attack power of the two Flying Swords has been increased by five times, the speed has been doubled, and the penetration has been doubled.
Wind Lightning Sword Intent echo each other, taking their power to a higher level.
Cloud Shuttle and Light Frost keep teleporting.
Every time the flash appeared, it was so sudden.
"Pfft!"
One after another blood flowers continued.
Two Flying Swords were like cutting wheat, knocking down a group of people in the blink of an eye.
"This is the strength of the Spirit Hall Pope's Disciple!"
"Spirit Hall!"
The cold girl stared at Ji Wushuang sitting on the statue of Star Luo Emperor.
Ji Wushuang's Sword Control Technique has reached its peak, and the two Flying Swords move as they please, wherever they want, and use the teleportation of Third Spirit Skill to wreak havoc among the crowd.
In an instant.
More than a hundred people had their limbs and limbs severed.
There were countless blood marks on his body, and he collapsed on the ground and twitched.
"Hurry up and find Healing Spirit Master, otherwise you won't be able to move your hands and feet for the rest of your life."
Ji Wushuang said casually.
Light Frost and Cloud Shuttle are hovering around, ready to move.
The edge of the sword is terrifying.
"Qiang!"
Ji Wushuang waved his hand, and two Flying Sword were put into the sword box.
The next moment.
Peerless Sword Casket and Six Paths Spirit Ring disappeared together.
"Everyone from the Star Luo Royal Academy, for the continent-wide high-level Soul Master Academy Elite Competition in five years' time, remember to show up with some powerful characters. I'm waiting for you." Ji Wushuang smiled slightly, tapped Star Luo Emperor Statue's head with his toes, jumped into the air, and flew leisurely outside the academy.
His words echoed in the ears of everyone in the square.
The cold girl frowned and thought.
After a while.
She glanced at Zhu Zhuyun and Dai Weisi in the crowd, turned around and walked outside the academy.
Spirit Hall Sacred Hall.
After Ye Lingyuan made tea himself, he poured a cup for Ji Wushuang and himself.
"Have you had enough limelight?"
"You're happy, but you've also incurred this hatred."
Ji Wushuang spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "What does it matter?"
"Anyway, these people themselves are Spirit Hall's enemies. If you hate Spirit Hall, just hate them. Moreover, if I didn't like killing, they would be dead."
Ye Lingyuan thinks so too.
"Aunt Ye, should we continue our previous rhythm?"
Ji Wushuang asked with a smile.
"Ahem——"
Ye Lingyuan picked up the hot tea and took a sip to cover up his embarrassment.
"Stop making trouble. Let's just pretend that what happened before didn't happen. At worst, I won't tease you anymore."
"..."
Ji Wushuang snatched the tea cup from Ye Lingyuan's mouth and threw it aside.
"Are you kidding me?"
"I'm ready, why don't you say no now?"
There is a huge difference in cultivation between the two.
But Ji Wushuang could easily pick up Ye Lingyuan.
Although Ye Lingyuan is older than Bibi Dong.
But that's not the case.
"You... don't mess around!"
"If His Holiness the Pope finds out about this, we won't be able to reap the consequences!"
Ye Lingyuan's throat rolled and he warned in a low voice.
Ji Wushuang didn't take it seriously.
Something you and I wish for.
Bibi Dong doesn't care about heaven and earth, but still cares about him finding a woman?
Even if he knew it, he wouldn't be afraid.
Within Secret Chamber.
Ye Lingyuan, wearing a black tights, lay motionless, her fiery red phoenix eyes glowing with spring, staring closely at Ji Wushuang.
The pair of shapely mountains that were about to emerge were rising and falling with rapid breathing, and the whole body was tense due to nervousness.
as Titled Douluo.
He used to be extremely dignified, but now he has a touch of intimacy.
Ji Wushuang took off the belt that Bibi Dong had told him to tighten in the past, and stepped forward. The first choice was to taste the Lie Yan red lips that kept attracting him.
"..."
Ye Lingyuan's delicate body suddenly relaxed and responded gently. Although it was a bit unfamiliar, Ji Wushuang enjoyed it.
A long while.
Parted lips.
Ji Wushuang gets down to business.
"Aunt Ye, relax."
Ye Lingyuan panted slightly and said softly, "Call me Lingyuan."
She just felt dizzy.
Unknowingly, I just said this.
"Okay, Lingyuan."
Ji Wushuang smiled slightly.
I don't know how Ye Lingyuan wears such clothes.
Five seconds later.
Ji Wushuang impatiently used Self-Created Soul Skill "Five Finger Fist Heart Sword" to undress Ye Lingyuan.
Five Finger Fist Heart Sword was unpredictable and instantly shattered Ye Lingyuan's black clothes into slag.
Her skin is as fair as jade, comparable to Bibi Dong, and her figure is as beautiful as Bibi Dong's.
In the dim Secret Chamber, Ye Lingyuan's skin seemed to be glowing with a shimmer, like a jade beauty, which made people's hearts itch unbearably.
"Hmm~"
Ye Lingyuan's cheeks were slightly red, and he gently stroked the back of Ji Wushuang's head, with a maternal glow on his face.
"How old are you?"
"I'm actually still interested in this."
Ye Lingyuan I felt waves of numbness running through my body.
I feel both nervous and excited.
Can't imagine.
If Bibi Dong were watching not far away now, it would be such an interesting scene.
Warned her several times.
But now, isn't Ji Wushuang in her arms?
"Crash-"
In the bathroom in Secret Chamber, the sound of water splashing continued.
"Wushuang, the hot water is ready."
"Wash up first, don't be too hasty."
"Your teacher is still at Spirit City, we are the only ones here."
"We have plenty of time."
Ye Lingyuan completely let go of his body and mind and said softly.
It's over now, it doesn't matter anymore!
Let the storm come even more violently!