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Fierce contest 20

Unless she is much taller than him, it is impossible for Gu Zhi not to detect it, and outsiders may not know that Gu Zhi has broken through the middle-level layout before coming to the Yaoxian Conference this year, and has truly entered the high-level monk...



What kind of skills does this girl in front of me have who has to walk up to the stage? There was a bit of ridicule on Gu Zong's disdainful face.

As soon as Ling Wudi came on stage, the referee couldn't wait to announce the start. Quite simply, he didn't want to delay the match for a few more days. The best would be as soon as possible, and it seemed that this match wouldn't last long.

Gu Zong was not in a hurry to take action, but said coldly: "Those who enter the ring at the conference are always destined to live or die. Miss Wu, don't blame me..."

Ling Wudi hooked Shaman's lower lip: "To each other!" Since the spiritual power came to her body, she has never tried anything. Now that she has Jingyuan, she no longer has to worry about dying from exhaustion of spiritual power... It's time to give it a try.

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Gu Zong slowly pulled out a soft sword from his waist, followed by a flash of cold light, and came over like a poisonous snake.

She knew something about soft swords when Ling Wudi introduced these weapons in the mercenary school before. However, it was modern times after all, and she was killing people with sex, so it was impossible to hide this thing, so she didn't pay much attention at that time.

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Without thinking too much, the sword was already approaching Ling Wudi. Gu Zhi was not in a hurry to kill Ling Wudi with a blow. He was curious about the appearance of this woman who had been wearing a gauze hat since the beginning of the Medicine Immortal Conference until now.

Ling Wudi also understood his thoughts at that moment. He ducked and asked easily: "Young Master Gu Zong is so elegant. Now that you have met, you are still in the mood to care about your appearance..."

Gu Zong didn't think so, his cold eyes were filled with disdain and teasing. He held the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "I just want to see if this Shaman is stunningly beautiful or ugly... I can't kill anyone."

I don’t even know what she looks like. It would be bad if an ugly female ghost suddenly comes to seek revenge on me in the future and I don’t even know that I killed her!”

As he spoke, Gu Zong had clearly classified Ling Wudi into the category of 'absolutely ugly'. Although Ling Wudi was used to ugliness when he came to this space, he even hated it even more when others could easily tell the difference between beautiful and ugly... Humans can

Do we use the beauty or ugliness of appearance to classify? It’s a joke!

Ling Wudi felt angry in his heart, and stopped dodge. He suddenly stood up and stood in the middle of the ring. Gu Zong thought that she knew she couldn't beat him and wanted to admit defeat. He raised his sword towards Ling Wudi's Saman.

The force of the sword was extremely small, but who knew that Ling Wudi suddenly disappeared in front of him just as he was about to arrive.

Just disappeared in front of him? Gu Zong was shocked and felt the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations behind him.

The moment he turned his head, Ling Wudi had already reached out to his throat bone!

Gu Zong was worthy of being a high-level monk. At such a critical moment, when he was about to go down to see the King of Hell, he suddenly knelt down and passed by Ling Wudi.

Ling Wudi frowned after missing a blow. He had been here for so long and hadn't made a move for a long time. Sure enough, he was still unfamiliar and he actually escaped? You must know that mercenaries only give the enemy a chance to survive, and he may have lost his life.

Ling Wudi was on guard, every hair on his body stood up, as if he saw Gu Chuo as her target when she was a mercenary and had murderous intent.


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