Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Ji Wushuang felt that the frequency of people disliking him was quite high recently.

First, the little rabbit Bai Qi disliked her brain because it was not tasty.

Is it Elder Deng Zhu who inexplicably dislikes her again?

The problem is that she didn't do anything!

How unfair it is...

Ji Shanshui was already a little impatient and said hurriedly: "This... please, Elder Deng Zhu, let us go and protect Chenyu."

Deng Zhu was naturally happy about it. She just happened to go to Ji Chenyu to learn secretly and see what kind of inspiration she had received that led to her sudden breakthrough.

Ji Wushuang was very understanding and took the initiative to say, "Since Elder Deng Zhu and Supreme Shanshui both have important matters to attend to, Zhu Yan and I will wait here for you to come back."

Ji Shanshui rarely smiled at Ji Wushuang: "Okay, then please wait for us here, my friends. We will come back after Chenyu's promotion is completed."

"Okay."

Ji Wushuang smiled and waved at the two of them. After successfully sending them off, he raised his hand and gently pulled Zhu Yan. He tilted his head and said, "I'll be the main force later. You can just help me out. Some things are more fun to handle on your own."

Zhu Yan nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Ji Yuan had Deng Zhu and Ji Shanshui sent away, and then he discovered that Ji Wushuang and Zhu Yan were still whispering to each other. He laughed out loud, "You two have a really good relationship, you have endless things to talk about."

Ji Wushuang nodded: "That's right, our relationship must be good."

A cold murderous aura suddenly spread across Ji Yuan's chubby face, and in an instant even the surrounding space was plunged into a state of polar frost.

"Then you two should have more time to chat, because after this, I'm afraid you won't be able to speak again, hahahahaha."

Ji Wushuang tilted his head, looking innocent, "Ah? What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, little girl, sacrifice your flesh and blood to my great Ji family!"

"Zheng——"

In an instant, heaven and earth resounded.

The light shot up into the sky all around, shining straight into the top of the sky!

From a distance, it looked like a sharp sword piercing through the universe, as if it was going to split the entire Tianci City into two!

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

Ji Yuan was stunned. He wanted to take down Ji Wushuang in one fell swoop, but he knew that his abilities were not enough to cause such a magnificent and majestic heavenly and earthly Dharma image...

He looked up in disbelief, only to see countless inscriptions engraved on the sword.

Just one glance could make his eye sockets burst and blood flow.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Ji Yuan covered his eyes in pain, blood kept flowing from between his fingers, red and white, and seemed to be mixed with some ghostly things.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Ji Yuan rolled on the ground in pain. He never expected that he would be defeated without even being able to do anything.

Looking at Ji Wushuang again, a sharp sword appeared in her hand. If you look closely, you will find that this sword is not Meng Hong's.

Its posture is slimmer and sharper...

This was the nameless one back then.

It was materialized by Ji Wushuang using his own spiritual consciousness.

The giant nameless being standing behind Ji Wushuang is Ji Wushuang’s Dharma image of heaven and earth—the Sword Soul!

The inscription engraved on it is Ji Wushuang's understanding over the past two lifetimes.

It combines the strengths of hundreds of schools, is the essence of the essence, and the inheritance of inheritance.

It's a pity that people like Ji Yuan don't have this kind of talent, let alone this kind of luck. They are full of the evil of judgment. Once they see such an inscription, they will feel that their souls are burning and the blood in their bodies is flowing backwards.

This is a torture more horrible than being torn into pieces!

Ji Wushuang dragged Wuming along, the sword blade slashing across the floor, making a sharp and piercing sound, accompanied by Ji Wushuang's approaching steps...

Step by step, step by step...

This made Ji Yuan fall into great panic and pain!

He no longer cared about anything and just shouted desperately.

"Master... Clan leader... Help! Help! Help!!"

“Save me!!!”

That sharp and broken scream not only failed to bring about the rescue of the crowd, but on the contrary made Ji Wushuang even more dissatisfied.

"Noisy."

She only left this word and then cut Ji Yuan's body in half with a sword.

That's right, split it in half with a sword.

The gushing blood dyed Ji Wushuang's skirt red, and an enchanting crimson rage of revenge blossomed under her feet. She lightly shook the sword tip, and the sword energy raised, and the blood around suddenly rushed into the sky. Ji Wushuang made a sword flower and lowered it gently.

"Nightfall Style, Sword Rain."

This is the subtle style, Jian Chen's evolved sword.

The sentient beings before us are full of sins, and they are not worthy of being among the dust in the light.

Let the blood of this evil Ji family member turn into a rain of swords, washing away all the evil and violence in them...

Everyone saw Ji Yuan's blood bead rushing out madly and straight into the sky, then it transformed into a blood sword with a clanging sound, adjusted its direction, and crushed down towards everyone with a devastating force -

"Rumble--"

"Rumble--"

Everyone!

The Ji family's powerful men, elders, supreme elders, guest officials, hall masters, law enforcement chiefs, clan leaders, descendants, new blood, etc., etc.

All of them, anyone who appeared in the Star-Picking Palace, became the target of the Blood Sword—

Too domineering!

Too fierce!

Too sharp!

Too cruel!

Some of them summoned their domains, some tried to show their divine power and expand their small worlds, some took out arcane treasures, and some even tore open the Elder Scrolls to try to escape, but no matter what they did, it was all in vain.

because……

When Ji Wushuang entered the hall in the daze, looking like a prey, the hunt really began.

They would appear here and watch Ji Yuan attack her.

Or, they were afraid and hated Ji Wushuang back then, and wanted the name "Ji Wushuang" to completely disappear in the long river of history.

Or, they were the vested interests back then, and they wanted to test her depth with a lucky mentality, to test... whether she was another "Ji Wushuang".

If so, they can once again devour the flesh and blood of "Ji Wushuang" for their own use.

Greedy!

Selfish!

Killer!

Evildoer!

From the moment they set foot in this hall, they were destined to be unable to wash away the sins of this life.

Since there is no heavenly way here, then she is the heavenly way.

Let her use their blood and lives to atone for her sins.

"Rumble, rumble—"

"Rumble, rumble—"

The entire Zhaixing Palace, no, it should be said that the entire Tianci City was shaking, was trembling, and was wailing.

These interlaced sounds seemed to constantly appear in Ji Wushuang's ears. She felt neither pleasant nor pleasant, she just felt it was noisy.

"Help... help..."

"Ji Wushuang! You are Ji Wushuang, right?!"

"Your death back then was not our fault! We are innocent! We didn't do anything!"

"Master Wushuang, please let us go..."

"We both have the same blood on our bodies, Master Wushuang..."

Everyone kept begging for mercy, but Ji Wushuang held Wuming's hand as he stood in the pool of blood, his face expressionless, neither sad nor happy. Gradually, the pleas for mercy changed from pleading to cursing.

"Ji Wushuang...you will not die well!"

"Ji Wushuang! You've done so many disgusting things, no wonder you ended up in such a miserable state!"

"You deserve it, Ji Wushuang!"

"You deserve it! A villain like you will go to hell forever and ever. You deserve to die... You deserve to die..."

……

Ji Wushuang narrowed her eyes slightly, not knowing what she was thinking, until a pair of slender hands gently covered her ears. She blinked and looked back, but saw Zhu Yan's tolerant and smiling phoenix eyes.

He used the most primitive method to get rid of those curses and swears for her, and said: "You are right, Wushuang."

Revenge when there is a grudge, and revenge when there is a grudge.

You are right.

Ji Wushuang felt her eyes were a little wet. She wiped them gently and saw that Ji Yuan's blood had splashed on her face at some point. It was dripping down like tears of blood.

But ironically, Ji Wushuang didn't feel sad at all.

Because these people are not relatives to her, but enemies.

Of course, many people are not direct "enemies", but the blood descendants of "enemies", but she is stingy... She will never forget the pain of being cut bit by bit, so her sword will not stop until all these evil spirits who try to kill her and devour her for the second time go to hell.

Thinking of this, Ji Wushuang curled his lips and smiled slightly, like a naughty kitten covered in dirt, rubbing all the dirt into Zhu Yan's palm.

But Zhu Yan looked at her actions and couldn't bear to blame her.

Ji Wushuang grinned and said, "Next time you do something bad and get your body dirty, I'll help you clean it."

Zhu Yan said gently, "Okay, it's a deal."

When the cursing gradually died down, Zhu Yan let go of Ji Wushuang's ear and allowed her to drag Wuming closer to the crowd again.

She is not the kind of person who is arrogant and thinks she can kill everyone with one sword.

Even if she could, she would still check it out.

It would be best if everyone turned into the same pieces as her before stopping.

Step by step, step by step...

Finally, Ji Wushuang stopped in front of an old face. She stared at her carefully for a long time and suddenly smiled.

"You are still alive, mother."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Ji Wushuang suddenly paused, because this time when she called "mother", Feng Ying's smiling face naturally appeared in her mind.

She thought that she could no longer call this woman "mother". If her mother knew about it, she would probably be jealous.

Once upon a time, in Ji Wushuang’s personal memory.

"Mother", "father" and the like are not synonymous with love and beauty.

They represent oppression, cruelty, beatings, pain and blood...

This is also the reason why Ji Wushuang was reluctant to call Feng Ying "mother" for a long time at the beginning.

It's not what Feng Ying thinks, she doesn't deserve this word.

But Ji Wushuang thought that this word was not worthy of Feng Ying.

Feng Ying’s goodness is unique.

And now, her existence finally replaced the turbidity and darkness of "mother" to her. Feng Ying is her mother, and her mother... is Feng Ying...

"Hehe, I should call you Chief Ji."

Ji Wushuang stabbed the Ji clan leader's shoulder with his nameless sword, turned around, and used the sword tip to lift up the half-dead Ji clan leader, who was also Ji Wushuang's "mother" in his previous life.

Looking at her aged face and the way she was barely surviving, Ji Wushuang suddenly felt bored. She curled her lips and was about to crush her body when she heard the Ji clan leader mutter...

"Ji Wushuang..."

"Ok?"

"Why are you still...why...are you still alive..."

"You...you shouldn't be alive...you shouldn't be..."

Ji Wushuang chuckled and said, "Didn't you say it before? Good people don't live long, but evil will last for a thousand years. I am an evil, so of course I will leave harm for a thousand years. How can I die so easily? If I die, and you continue to live on, wouldn't that be a sin?"

Chief Ji raised his old eyelids, opening his bloodshot pupils. He said sadly and fiercely, "Back then...back then...I should have...killed you...killed you..."

Ji Wushuang sneered, "You should have? You have already done it, right? It's just that you don't have the ability to do it."

"What about them...they...these children...are all innocent..."

"Haha, don't tell me these children are innocent. They came here because they are stained with sin and deserve to die..."

"...Hahaha...hahahahaha...sinful...hahahahaha, Ji Wushuang...there is no other creature in this world more sinful and disgusting than you. Do you know that you..."

"Pfft!"

A sharp blade suddenly pierced through the throat of Chief Ji and cut off her head.

Ji Wushuang raised his eyes and saw the person who took action was coming towards him step by step, with grace on the clouds.

Ji Wushuang would naturally not make a mistake with that elegant look, that perfect face, and that alluring temperament in every move.

"Long time no see, Ji Jiutian."

Ji Jiutian smiled slightly and said gently: "Long time no see, Xiao Wushuang."

Ji Jiutian lowered his eyelashes, looking at the Ji clan leader who died with his eyes open, neither sad nor happy, and said with a smile: "If you have any questions, you can come and ask me, there is no need to ask this kind of people."

This kind of person?

Ji Wushuang sneered and used his backhand to shake off the blood on Wuming, saying dimly, "If I remember correctly, this should be your mother, Ji Jiutian."

Ji Jiutian raised his eyes and said gently: "She is not worthy of being our mother, Xiao Wushuang, since we have met again after a long time, why don't you sit down and have a drink together, sister?"