My practice narration is weird

The martial arts performance has not yet begun, and Zhang Zhenren is still talking about something to the surroundings.

Ye Wuyou's fingertips are already on the hilt of the knife, looking ready to go.

But Ji Wuye doesn't care at all.

[Demon Sealing Boundary] is unlocked.

Ji Wuye stretched out his hand, opened his palm and clenched it, as if he was feeling something.

But then, a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes.

Ji Wuye's eyes did not look at Ye Wuyou, but gently swept over the crowd around him.

There is a strange formation surrounding the entire platform, separating the platform from the surrounding valleys, and the discussions also dissipated in the ears.

But...

[Intimate]

Under the influence of the weirdness, Ji Wuye can still hear those chaotic voices through the formation.

[Is that the young pavilion master of Lingxue Pavilion? I didn't know she was a woman before]

[But she is wearing men's clothes]

[Does wearing men's clothes mean I am a man? I am a woman if I wear women's clothes? ]

[Hiss, do you think she looks better in men's clothes? I'm so tempted]

[This young pavilion master... has fair skin, big breasts and a nice butt. I want to be the young pavilion master's wife]

There are many such voices, which are simply unbearable to hear...

In recent years, Daxuan has said that the Taoist of Baiyun Temple is the most transcendent, the saint of the Five Elements Sect is the most powerful, and the young pavilion master of Lingxue Pavilion is the most mysterious.

Ji Wuye's eyes were cold and his face was gloomy. He just felt that these beasts should die.

Human nature is like this. At first glance, people often define others by their appearance. He has been trapped in this woman's body and can't feel comfortable.

This is why he never likes to show up in front of others.

Even if others, because of his identity, dare not make any comments in front of him, dare not speak nonsense in front of him.

But the voice of the heart cannot be deceived.

He had revealed his "gender" to some "friends" a long time ago.

But the final result was that he personally killed those people one by one.

Those guys seemed to be indifferent and even expressed understanding, but in fact they were getting more and more excited and even thought about how to press him on the bed to play with him.

[Brother, you smell so good]

Ji Wuye thought about it and felt funny and disgusted.

He shook his head. Whatever, this is the last time.

After this meeting, he will leave and abandon everything.

It would be great if he could meet Ye Wuyou before leaving.

Ji Wuye will not forget everything he experienced in Nanning City.

He wants to give it all back to the other party.

Ji Wuye does not care about Ye Wuyou. After all, he "killed" the other party once a month ago.

In Nanning City, Ye Wuyou can only suppress him when he is exhausted and seriously injured.

This time, let it be his final battle. After all, he will wander in the world as a spirit for a long time in the future.

But it was strange that [Confidant] could not detect Ye Wuyou's inner voice.

Although I knew about this in Nanning City before, it was still strange now.

Even the Pavilion Master's inner voice could be detected by me, and Ji Wuye found clues, why was Ye Wuyou an exception?

This question obviously had no answer, and Ji Wuye could not ask Ye Wuyou.

At the moment, Ji Wuye felt that the discussions around him were too noisy, so he simply suppressed [Confidant] and stopped listening.

But at the last moment, he heard a vague inner voice.

[Tsk, this stupid bitch... deeply trapped in it without knowing it... should have knelt down and let you trample on her... play music and sing, and understand the endless happiness that this body brings her]

Ji Wuye's body was trembling with anger, wondering which beast was talking?

He just wanted to crush this person immediately!

There were so many people around, and he didn't know who it was for a moment, but he could rule out Ye Wuyou.

He suppressed his irritability and looked at Ye Wuyou in front of him.

But when he looked over, he saw that Ye Wuyou's eyes twitched slightly.

Ji Wuye was stunned at first, and then sneered in his heart.

Oh, what a disappointment, Ye Wuyou.

Are you so scared to see me?

That's right, without the help of the girl who did not hesitate to step into the heart demon tribulation and self-destruct, how could you be my enemy?

Master Zhang's solemn voice was transmitted to the platform through the formation.

"You two, this martial arts performance is just an exchange and exchange, stop at a certain point, and don't hurt anyone, otherwise I will take action and bear the consequences."

Ji Wuye didn't care.

Don't hurt anyone? Don't hurt anyone. Why did you, old Deng, unlock the [Demon Sealing Boundary]?

Ji Wuye had already seen through the [Intimate] what this master was thinking.

Want to use yourself as a cushion to pave the way for Ding Wang, the waste who just broke through the sixth realm?

Tsk, luck? Ji Wuye just thought it was ridiculous.

Below the seventh realm, Ji Wuye only recognized Luo Qinghan.

Anyway, he was going to leave Lingxue Pavilion, and this last time, no one could restrain him anymore.

In just this moment, Ji Wuye felt that his mind was clear, his mind and spirit were united, and his energy was endless, as if he had reached a certain peak.

"You two, it's time to start." Master Zhang said at last.

Ji Wuye looked indifferent, stretched out his hand and waved, and the iron chain sickle appeared in his hand.

The light of the blue dragon emerging from the water flashed by.

The light in the beautiful eyes solidified slightly, and Ji Wuye's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because the black long sword in Ye Wuyou's hand had appeared in front of him.

This knife had been ready for a long time since it came on stage.

The blade, with its sharp and sharp aura, suddenly slashed towards Ji Wuye's beautiful head.

At the same time, countless ghost hands spread out from all directions, covering Ji Wuye from head to toe.

All this happened too fast.

Ji Wuye had no time to use his Dharma image, nor did he have time to raise his hand to block.

So the blade slashed at the woman's head, and the ghost hands also touched Ji Wuye's whole body.

Ji Wuye just stretched out his hand, pierced Ye Wuyou's flesh and blood with his fingertips, and held Ye Wuyou tightly.

The next moment, the two figures entangled together and leaped out.

All this fell into the eyes of the crowd, that is, the beautiful woman in the field turned into a black dot and was knocked away countless distances by Ye Wuyou, smashing the ground hard into a dent.

In the deep pit, Ye Wuyou jumped up, grabbed Ji Wuye's long hair, dragged her violently in the air, and stabbed and chopped the woman's heart with the black knife in his hand.

Then he smashed the woman into the ground.

Then, Ye Wuyou's figure was suspended in the air, and he did not chase, but stared at the bottom with a frown.

This scene made many people tremble.

Seeing such a rough scene, Lu Zhaolin was a little surprised.

Really beat to death, the person is dead now, right?

Why didn't anyone stop it?

Lu Zhaolin first glanced at the great real person in the seventh realm, and saw that his face was calm as usual, and he was a little confused, so he turned his head to look at Luo Qinghan on the other side.

Luo Qinghan looked indifferent and did not react at all.

She had fought with Ji Wuye once before.

At least in that short period of time, the two were tied.

It was also the first time that Luo Qinghan realized how there could be such an intractable and unsolvable weirdness in this world.

In the pit, Ji Wuye's figure was still standing, his eyes were calm, and except for the fact that his clothes were a little damaged, there was not even a single injury on his body.

Ji Wuye shook his head at this moment, tore off a few pieces of tattered cloth on his body, and said sarcastically to Ye Wuyou in the sky.

"That's all you can do? Weak and powerless."

Ye Wuyou weighed the blade in his hand, and then laughed in response.

"I'm afraid you'll cry when I get stronger."

The violent attack and Ye Wuyou's deliberate preemption were completely unharmed to Ji Wuye, and had no effect at all.

[Copy] - [No Limit]

Neither the ghost hand nor Ye Wuyou's magical moves could really touch Ji Wuye's body, but always kept a slight distance.

No matter what moves Ye Wuyou uses, at least under the seventh realm, it is impossible to break through [No Lower Limit].

[Copy] is far more erosive to the body than [Intimate].

In addition, the maximum activation time is a quarter of an hour. If it is forced to act beyond the time, the erosion will be aggravated, and the cost is unknown.

At least Ji Wuye doesn't know.

But Ji Wuye doesn't care now, he is going to run away anyway.

With [No Lower Limit] as a barrier, Ji Wuye is even too lazy to call the Dharma Image again, why waste the energy.

After thinking about it, he simply doesn't bother to use the magical power.

He looked at Ye Wuyou, a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he stretched out his hand.

An illusory spear condensed in Ji Wuye's hand.

[Copy] - [Cause and Effect Spear]

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhaolin stood up directly.

There was surprise in his eyes. He didn't understand why the strange ability on his body appeared in the hands of the other party.

This is a must-kill, unsolvable magical power.

The moment it was handed out, the ending was already doomed.

"Hey, is there no one to stop this?" Lu Zhaolin asked with some doubt.

But then, he was pulled back to his seat by the head of the Lu family.

The old man shook his head and signaled him not to talk too much.

In the field, Ji Wuye's eyes slowly gathered, but the spear in his hand was never handed out.

Because Ye Wuyou's figure had disappeared in the field, he lost his target.

It was not [hiding], but he really disappeared here.

Ji Wuye's eyes were still indifferent.

He knew all of Ye Wuyou's methods.

Ji Wuye knew the three kinds of magic arts, such as shrinking the earth into an inch, [Ghost Gate Coffin] and [Ghost].

At present, the other party escaped into the [Ghost Gate Coffin].

But what's the use?

[Ghost Gate Coffin] is equivalent to a small ghost domain, and in it, they are connected to each other.

Ji Wuye had some disdain in his eyes, and then waved his jade hand.

[Copy]——[Strange Coffin]

This is the last strange ability that [Copy] can copy. There are only three people who can copy.

A dark coffin that ordinary people cannot see appeared in front of Ji Wuye.

Then the lid of the coffin opened.

Ji Wuye stepped into it with his toes lightly and disappeared on the spot.

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In the dark world of the Strange Coffin, Ye Wuyou's eyes were like torches, his body was motionless, and he hid in the darkness.

Just like a hunter waiting for the arrival of prey.