"Well, the grudges of the Ming Witch and Spirit Witch for many years will be settled today." Duanmu Linxiu waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down.
"I knew that Duanmu Old Thief was guilty. Look, he didn't even dare to explain." Ji Mingfeng sneered again.
Hearing her words, not only Duanmu Linxiu's face turned black, but even the people from the Lingwu clan such as Jiang Liangshi twitched.
If someone else explains it, you say others are pretending to be crazy and stupid, but if someone else doesn't explain it, you say you are guilty, anyway, you are right to you.
"I heard that the Holy Witch Valley welcomed the Saint Maiden back. I have not yet defeated it. Why not wait until I have seen the Saint Maiden before starting the competition." Duanmu Linxiu tried hard to suppress the urge to curse and said to Ji Mingfeng.
"No need, the Saint is in seclusion, just start right away." Ji Mingfeng refused without hesitation.
I sneered in my heart: This old man is cunning. He guessed that he locked the Saint and Gu Fenghua and others together. If he releases the Saint as he wishes, he would have to release Gu Fenghua and others at the same time. He really thinks that Ji Mingfeng is stupid, look
Will not wear his vicious thoughts give them a chance to stab the cold knife in the back?
"Okay, then let's start." Duanmu Linxiu saw that Ji Mingfeng's words were not true, but she did not persist. After waved, three young juniors and an old man jumped out and stood at his
Behind.
According to the rules set by the two tribes back then, each competition consists of three young juniors and two elders. The rules are also very simple. Each of them sends people to play one by one. The loser will be the winner, and who can stand until the end?
Then he won the final victory.
Without Ji Mingfeng's instructions, Jiang Liangshi and the descendants of the Lingwu clan came behind Ji Mingfeng, and the others retreated, leaving enough space for the competition.
"Ji Ziyu, come and learn about the methods of the Nether Witch clan first." Ji Mingfeng said.
A young spiritual witch descendant came to the center of the open space with a wooden stick.
"Duanmu Mingxiu, come on the first game." Duanmu Linxiu ordered.
A young man behind him, who was also holding a wooden stick, walked forward and came opposite Ji Ziyu.
There is no need for a referee in the same tribe competition. The two of them performed a clan ceremony first, and then they each held the wooden sticks tightly.
Compared with the competition between the saints, the preparation time for the ancient witch clan was a little longer, which probably was related to their weak cultivation.
After more than ten breaths, the two of them shouted at the same time and rushed towards each other.
A golden holy bead appeared on his forehead at the same time, and it turned out to be two powerful men of the first-class Emperor Saint. And as the holy bead appeared, a dazzling light burst out from the wooden stick in their hands.
"Roar..." As the beast roared, a giant tiger beast soul with black wings rushed out of Duanmu Mingxiu's wooden stick and pounced on Ji Ziyu in the air.
Ji Ziyu's wooden stick emitted a green divine light, condensed into a towering tree. The thick branches were swinging, as if arms were slapped heavily on the giant tiger and beast soul.
The tiger soul was beaten back three feet, but it did not dissipate. He roared to the sky and rushed over again. The giant branches danced like an arm, and slapped at the tiger soul again. However, this time, the tiger soul was prepared and fierce.
After biting it, he bites a branch.
"Bang!" The tiger soul was slapped away by the branches again, but the branch it bitten also broke in response to the sound.
Without pause, as soon as he stabilized his body, the tiger soul rushed towards the giant tree again.