My Brother Is The Protagonist

The movement in the small courtyard has alarmed many tribesmen.

One after another, members of the Ji family gathered around, looking at Ji Wuye and Nangong Ruxue, with a puzzled look, not knowing what the father and daughter were doing.

Ji Wuye sent someone out to find this Miss a few days ago, isn't this here?

Although the image has changed a lot, the appearance hasn't changed much. Even the Ji family disciples can recognize them. They don't believe that Ji Wuye can't recognize it.

So what are the two of them fighting? Even the house was demolished.

However, many members of the Ji family have discovered that this Miss seems to have not only changed a lot, but also has a lot stronger strength.

Because Ji Wuye seemed to be suppressed by the opponent.

"Ji Wuye, one last time, hand over my mother's spirit card, otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

Nangong Ruxue continued to walk towards Ji Wuye.

Every time she took a step towards Ji Wuye, the pressure on him became heavier.

After a few steps, Ji Wuye's legs couldn't help but tremble, as if she couldn't hold on anymore.

"Nina, how can I spare you!"

With a loud shout, Ji Wuye knew that if he didn't fight back, there would be no chance. He waved his fists, and there was a translucent source of power flowing on the front of the fist, revealing a breath of space.

"Split Kong Fist!"

Ji Wuye moved his fists together and blasted out towards Nangong Ruxue. The space where the fist passed by, shattered and turned into tiny fragments, flying out densely.

Seeing that Ji Wuye had moved the real fire, and hit this shattered space, all the Ji family disciples retreated one after another, afraid of being too far forward.

Ji Wuye was the true king of Daoyuan Realm. If he hadn't deliberately suppressed his own attack, the area a hundred miles around here would fall apart in an instant, and there would be no fur.

"Huh, Ji Wuye, others are afraid of you, the way of rifting in the sky, I am not afraid, the lower avenue of the way of mere space."

With a cold snort, Nangong Ruxue and pointed into a sword. The swordsman's edge was revealed from the front of the finger, and it was invincible, and he slashed at the double fist that Ji Wuye had blasted over.

Shit!

"what……"

The sound of the void and flesh being cut apart sounded, and then Ji Wuye yelled, stepped back abruptly, looking at the opposite side in amazement.

Tick!

The crystal clear blood dripped from Ji Wuye's hands, crushing the ground, burning a hollow, and the terrifying killing energy overflowed with a sonorous sound.

"You stay away!"

Ji Wuye yelled at the Ji family disciples of Ji, the killing spirit contained in the king's blood was enough to strangle all the disciples here in an instant.

"retreat!"

There was Ji's Sage yelled, and everyone stayed away from this battlefield.

Ji Wuye glanced at own hands, and saw that each hand seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade, almost cutting off his eight fingers, already cutting half of his phalanx.

If the other party is more cruel, his eight fingers will definitely fall to the ground.

"Hand it over!"

Nangong Ruxue's eyes were as cold as electricity, and her tone was beyond doubt. If Ji Wuye dared to refuse, she would never leave any affection.

Ji Wuye's face was as deep as water, he could not see through this daughter at all, so indifferent and so powerful, compared to before, they were completely the same as two people.

The most important thing is that his daughter is much better than him, and he has no chance of winning at all.

The first move is already divided.

"Hugh is crazy!"

An old voice sounded from behind Ji Wuye, and the figure of the eleventh ancestor of the Ji family appeared from the virtual reality.

"It's the Eleventh Ancestor, the Eleventh Ancestor is here!"

Seeing this old man, many Ji family disciples were cheered up.

For them, the ancestors of the Ji family are all great figures that have been rare in a century, and it is a great honor to meet them.

These old ancestors are the pillars of the Ji family, and with them, the ancient Ji family will continue to be strong.

Looking at this eleventh ancestor of the Ji family, Nangong Ruxue's expression has not changed at all. She is no longer the one she was a month ago, and this eleventh ancestor can no longer give her a sense of threat.

"Eleventh Patriarch, you are here."

Ji Wuye retreated behind the eleventh ancestor and said respectfully.

"If I don't come, there won't be any trouble here."

The eleventh ancestor of the Ji family snorted, then looked at the opposite Nangong Ruxue and frowned.

"Junior, when you see the old man, don't kneel down yet!"

The eleventh ancestor of the Ji family screamed coldly, and a coercion that surpassed the Dao Source Realm rushed towards Nangong Ruxue, trying to suppress her.

"Fuck, lean on the old guy who sells the old, and behave like Ji Wuye."

Swords roared loudly, Nangong Ruxue coldly scolded, and the sharp swordsmanship suddenly appeared, directly breaking the coercion of the eleventh ancestor of the Ji family.

A ray of swordsmanship fell towards the eleventh ancestor of the Ji family, causing his scalp to tremble.

"So courageous!"

He yelled and slapped it out with a palm, the fiery red light butterfly flew, a scorching force of order condensed into a huge palm, and blasted out towards that ray of swordsmanship.

clang!

The kendo edge connected with the fiery red palm, and there was a clear collision sound. The fiery red palm quickly crushed the ray of kendo edge and slapped it down like snow in Nangong.

The scorching breath spreads out, it is the power of the flame order that the eleventh ancestor of the Ji family has understood. It burns everything, even the space is ignited, and the upper and lower sides are burning, like a flame cage, facing the South Palace like snow fall.

"See if you dare to be so rampant!"

The fiery red palms fell towards Nangong Ruxue, and the eleventh ancestor of the Ji family said lightly, as if he was holding the winning ticket.

"Pretending to be!"

Nangong looked at this Ji family's eleventh ancestor with disdain, just shattering her wisps of swordsmanship, thinking that she was determined to win, this kind of disposition, I am afraid that she will live on a dog at all ages.

"Ji Wuye, look good."

Zhao Ji Wuye glanced at it, and Nangong Ruxue sneered.

Hearing Nangong Ruxue's voice, Ji Wuye frowned. This is what he wants to see. Does he think he can beat the Eleventh Ancestor?

Yin!

The sword roared loudly, and a force of order emerged from the void and fell into Nangong Ruxue's hands, condensed into a long sword, transparent like water, explaining all the profound meaning of kendo.

Holding this transparent orderly sword, Nangong Ruxue slashed at the falling fiery red palm.

This sword smashed the world apart, and both the space and the fiery red palm condensed by order were divided into two.

For a moment, this cracked world couldn't heal unexpectedly, as if it was hindered by a force.

And the palm of the flame of the Eleventh Ancestor had been extinguished in the endless Sword Qi, the power of the flame order was cut off, and there was not even a ray of flame left.

Kendo ranks among the forty-nine to the strongest, and the flame way can only be ranked among the 49th strongest and compete with the kendo in Five Elements.

Only the way of flame, with Realm, is far worse than the way of swordsmanship.

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