Yu Shen Yinglian fell into deep thought. She had no idea where a Hong Mao had popped out from, and was now fighting Huangmao.
“Does she have a grudge against Huangmao?”
“The red-haired younger brother is a Xiaofeng Disciple, an unfamiliar face I’ve never seen.”
Qin Xiang held Fen Mao and corrected her, then snickered, “They’re fighting over your Senior Brother.”
“They are indeed enemies. Is the hatred of a stolen husband not irreconcilable?”
“But Senior Brother is mine. What does it have to do with them?”
Yu Shen Yinglian fell into deep thought. How strange. My god is surrounded by colorful motley hairs.
Qin Xiang was stunned for a moment and rubbed her eyes.
“Then wait until Ah Lian grows up, and then knock them all down, okay?”
“Ah Lian is an elder. How can she stoop to the level of children?”
The Senior Sister of Celestial Phenomena Peak spoke with an air of age.
Judging by Master’s illness, he probably won’t live much longer. Becoming Head Seat is just around the corner!
“Pfft.”
Who exactly is the child?
Qin Xiang couldn’t help but laugh. The Junior Sister Xiao Yun picked up was like a Curious Baby, adorable, and not as rebellious as the eldest daughter.
At this moment, the people closest to the Dragon Pearl were undoubtedly Ji Shiyu and Xiao Ran. The two fought fiercely at the top of the storm, crisp clangs ringing endlessly.
Cloud Fire Momentum opened and closed grandly, flashing with starlight, nimble and swift.
A red and a yellow figure tangled together. Both were Sword Cultivators, and their battle was exceptionally brilliant, opening the eyes of Chaotic Sea cultivators.
“Lord Ji is trading blow for blow!”
“A Hong Mao showed up. She doesn’t want to marry that person!”
Mu Shaohua grabbed Qing Li by the neck and shook her back and forth. Who knew a Hong Mao would cut in halfway?
“Who is he? Isn’t he the reinforcements you invited? Why is he with…”
“I don’t know either, Senior Sister. He seems to be a friend of Young Sect Master Dongfang!”
The Sea Market guests craned their necks in anticipation, wondering whose family the Dragon Girl would fall to.
That Sunset Peak Young Man was of orthodox Sword way. Young as he was, he already had the bearing of a master, and in every aspect he was more stunning than Fang Ya of Chain Docks.
Ji Shiyu’s style, however, was very strange. Bizarre moves emerged endlessly, and her methods of attack were never limited to the Sword.
At first it was Star Explosion, now it was like cloud and smoke weaving through, Sword Qi wrapped in Mist Concealment, ever-changing.
Occasionally, Little Yellow Hair would flick a mercury-gold light from her palm and make a face.
“What kind of hero hides and dodges? Come out and fight me head-on!”
Xiao Ran’s hands were slightly numb, and she was furious. If she hadn’t also witnessed Bai Yu’s secret techniques in Yudu, she would have almost suffered a loss.
“Laugh all you want. Who’s swapping with you?”
Ji Shiyu’s gaze was mocking. She had long since figured out Xiao Ran’s weak spot.
Just drag it out!
The Flame God’s strength lay in burst power. With that little Qi Sea of her Foundation Establishment Stage, if dragged on a bit longer, she’d soon be exhausted.
During the Great Competition, the way the Hidden in Mist Peak Disciples dragged out the Sunset Sword Classic, Huangmao copied exactly.
It could be said that aside from the Sword Scripture of Zhuiyun, Ji Shiyu had used almost everything, and in the eyes of the observant, it only made her attempts to cover up more obvious.
Canghai and White Whale smiled bitterly and shook their heads. Those who knew had already recognized it; those who didn’t couldn’t see through it.
Now Shiyu’s rapid progress greatly comforted Ao Tian. Without needing his help, she could easily toy with her ex-wife in the palm of her hand. She was no longer the careless, silly daughter she used to be.
“At this point, why keep pretending? I’ll win! This time for sure!”
“Starlight Art, Bright Light Technique… That just now couldn’t be the Sword Manual of Hidden Mist, could it? Just what is this kid’s background?”
A well-informed Elder from Tianyin Fang was very puzzled. This kid had many more tricks, and even he hadn’t recognized them.
Seeing the situation improve, Mu Shaohua lightly patted her chest. Her mood was like riding a roller coaster, rising and falling.
“Speaking of which, where did Young Master Dongfang go?”
Little Green Flower Fish swam a circle. Everyone was present, but she just didn’t spot the main force of Cold Chant Sect.
Speak of the devil. Just then, Dongfang Shuo, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, saw Xiao Ran being restrained and finally could not sit still.
“Hmph!”
The prickly young man lightly entered the fray, his feet tapping on the shoulders of the grappling Wu Lei and Fang Ya, instantly leaping past Luo Xiu and Can Ye Shusheng.
A cold current froze the Misty Hidden Sword Array, revealing Ji Shiyu’s true body, blocking in front of Xiao Ran.
The magic treasure Dongfang Shuo held was a fourth-grade White Slash Blade, its hilt inlaid with a blue demon core, greatly strengthening the Spiritual energy amplitude. It was clear that the Sect Leader of the Cold Song Sect doted on his beloved son.
“Huh, so he was here. He doesn’t seem to be here to help…”
Little Green Flower Fish lowered her head and scratched her head awkwardly.
Mu Shaohua’s small face fell, and she grabbed Qing Li by the neck again.
“Will you die if you don’t speak? Shut your Crow’s Mouth!”
Dongfang Shuo stood sideways with his blade held horizontally, his Golden Core Peak Spirit Breath evident, his timing for entering the fight almost perfect. He slowly uttered a line he thought was very cool, looking at Ji Shiyu with contempt:
“Brother Ji, leave now, and no one will get hurt.”
He did not take the Young Man seriously.
The situation changed again. Young Master Dongfang had actually endured until now to make his move. It seemed he was determined to get the Dragon Pearl, and the spectators grew more and more eager.
However, the situation was not as simple as onlookers thought.
The flower-protecting knight’s intentions were excellent. With the Dragon Choosing Son-in-Law, if he stepped up to seize the pearl, how would Xiao Ran feel?
As a result, Xiao Miss ran up to stir up trouble herself and was even bullied by someone. This was a heaven-sent chance for a hero to save the beauty.
Xiao Miss’s enemy is my enemy!
Ji Shiyu shuddered and cursed with a frown, “Hey! This is a personal grudge between the two of us. How can you call for backup? You’re cheating!”
“Dongfang, get out of the way! That didn’t count just now. Ji Shiyu, let’s continue!”
Xiao Ran did not appreciate it at all and only felt irritated.
Dongfang Shuo was stunned for a moment, then said, “This kid hides his head and shows his tail, naturally cunning. Better leave him to me.”
“Trying to help me again? Drop that self-righteous face. You think I’m definitely going to lose, don’t you?”
Xiao Ran’s Red Eyes burned, and she gave a cold laugh.
“I have.”
Dongfang Shuo’s face turned pale. He suddenly felt like a clown, though that was indeed what he had thought.
In the crowd, Lin Shu looked displeased, and Ruan Yu was laughing so hard her stomach hurt. Now Dongfang’s already scant favorability dropped directly to zero.
Xiao Ran was so proud. She was different from those female cultivators outside who bowed and begged for mercy. Having a fair duel interrupted by someone else was simply a huge humiliation to her.
Yun Liu had delayed for so long and was wondering why Shiyu still hadn’t taken her down. He took a moment to look back and was covered in question marks.
Damn, how did Xiao Ran get up there, and she even has a Boiling Sheep protecting her!
Miss Xiao not only took over Ji Shiyu’s harem, she even changed her simp to a C flavor?
“Oh ho, so that’s how it is. I wondered what you sneaked down the mountain to do. I can understand not enduring loneliness, but you should at least pick a decent one, right?”
Ji Shiyu glanced at the two and giggled mischievously.
Ao Tian heard this, slapped his belly and laughed wildly, giving a thumbs-up.
The damage was small, but the insult was extremely strong, enough to make the ex-wife lose her mind.
“What did you say!?”
Dongfang Shuo stared fixedly at Ji Shiyu.
The tagalong chattered endlessly, and the Huangmao on the opposite side also shouted more and more nastily.
“Shut up!”
The hot-tempered girl finally could not endure any longer. The blazing flame wreath expanded again, all remaining Spiritual energy erupted completely, and the Flame God coursed through her body.
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