With the roar of the teenager, a silver arc was drawn in mid-air!

The girl who was blocking the door with her bare hands opened her eyes wide, watching her father frown and reach out into the air, but the sword actually seemed to be manipulated by some force, drawing a circle in the air, bypassing her father's hand!

Ji Ange's eyes widened, looking at the long sword that fell in front of him, and he reached out and grabbed the sword thrown over with a scabbard. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.

"Wind Magician ......" Looking at the long sword that was controlled by the wind and bypassing his hand, Ji Mo turned around abruptly to look at Zhao Guang, who was crawling from the ground, and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth.

"That's right, Master Guoshi," Zhao Guang staggered forward and barely stood firm, standing at the bottom of the steps and raising his face to squeeze out a smile at Ji Mo, "It's our wind law who is bad for you." ”

It's pitiful to see that it is the first time that Zhao Guang has been so proud of him as a wind law practitioner since he was a child.

I really thank you.

Looking at the anger condensed in the eyes of the man standing in front of the door, Zhao Guang's heart trembled, but his waist straightened up.

It's just that he is also a wind lawmaker, and he doesn't have the ability of an observer.

"It's just a step, it's not enough!" Ji Mo stared coldly at the young man at the bottom of the steps, and suddenly turned to look at the girl who got the sword, and his pupils shrank.

Because at the next moment, Ji Ange drew his sword out of the sheath.

I towards, one's father.

"You ......" Ji Mo looked coldly at his daughter in front of the door, "Do you know what you're doing?" ”

"I know." Ji Ange grunted in his throat and clenched the hilt of the sword he held for the first time, "I know that eldest brother, they don't dare to do this to you." ”

Even Ji Qingyuan and Ji Jiashu never dared to draw a sword against their father when they hated it the most.

Filial piety comes first, not to mention that their families are all cultivators.

Drawing swords against each other has a different meaning.

The moment the sword is drawn, it means giving up the existing relationship between them.

As soon as the sword is drawn, the relationship between them becomes that of pure practitioners. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. And there is only fighting between cultivators, and there is no mercy.

"That's right, your eldest brother doesn't dare to draw his sword from me." Ji Mo looked coldly at the daughter in front of him, "So you dare to draw your sword at me?" ”

"No way," Ji Ange smiled bitterly, "Who told me that I am not as strong as the eldest brother and second brother." ”

"If you want to get in, I can only do my best to stop you." Ji Ange clenched the hilt of his sword and stared calmly at the tall man in front of him.

It was the first time she had held a sword, but strangely she wasn't afraid.

Maybe it's because she's watched it so many times, looking at the sword in the girl's clenched hand on the high platform, the human sword facing the world's huge malice towards her.

Then, the girl really won.

Won to the end.

So she didn't want to lose either.

Her corpse didn't stop her father, she was using the mantis arm as a car, but the ants still had to raise their arms.

"Father, I ask you to keep the glory of your Divine Son at the end," Ji Ange clenched his fish intestine sword and stared at the man in front of him quietly, "The Heavenly Rank should not attack cultivators below the Heavenly Rank, please stop relying on the strong and the weak." ”

Ji Mo's pupils shrank.

"Bullying the weak?" However, the next moment the man sneered when he heard this, and looked at his daughter who held the sword in front of him with an unstandard gesture, "That's true for you." ”

"Do you think you're a cultivator when you grab a sword?" Ji Mo looked at Ji Ange and laughed instead of being angry, "Do you know how to use this thing?" ”

Under the man's cold gaze, the Ji An singer, who was originally difficult to hold the sword steady, trembled even more.

That's right, she didn't know.

Before she held the real sword, she never thought that the real sword would be so heavy.

It was so heavy that she couldn't lift her arms.

Is that girl constantly swinging such a sword with her badly injured body?

It turns out that this is the weight she has been carrying?

Ji Ange took a deep breath and looked at the man approaching again, wanting to hold the sword more steadily, but he couldn't control his arm.

"Hmph, it's really useless waste," looking at the trembling arm of the girl in front of him, Ji Mo sneered, "It's better to get out of the way, don't be embarrassed here......"

The next moment, however, his pupils shrank.

Hearing her biological father's words, Ji Ange's eyes were dark, and her arm shook even more, but in the next moment, her trembling arm suddenly stabilized.

There was warmth on the back of her cold hands, and Ji Ange looked at the hands that were on top of her hands and opened her eyes wide.

"Yo, I'm sorry to offend," the familiar oily young man's voice came from her ear, "but Miss Ji, do you want me to help you?" ”

Ji Ange turned his face slightly sideways, looking at the face close at hand.

Zhao Guang, who reached out from behind to hold Ji Ange's sword-holding hand, grinned at her.

Obviously, the body behind her was still trembling, but Ji Ange didn't pierce the lust of the person behind her, she just looked down at the hands that covered her hands.

When the hands were raised, they no longer trembled.

"Why did you come? I thought you were going to lie down until your second brother went out! Ji Ange took a deep breath and shouted.

"Aren't I here," Zhao Guang, who had just rushed up the steps in two and three steps, looked a little embarrassed, he really didn't have the ability to save beauty as a hero. The young man looked at the tense girl in front of him and asked tentatively, "Is it the first time you use your sword?" Do you want me to help you hold on? ”

Ji Ange gritted his teeth and nodded.

"What can you do?" Ji Mo looked at the young man who was holding the girl's sword from behind, and only felt ridiculous, "Are you playing tricks?" ”

"I know it's ridiculous for us to look like this," Zhao Guang gripped Ji An's sword and grinned at Ji Mo.

In the eyes of the strong Southern Chu National Master, their current appearance is like two children who want to rebel against adults, and they uselessly wave the wooden swords in their hands, which is simply ridiculous and stupid.

"I know we're ridiculous," he said as if to himself, "but even if it's a waste to your eyes, there are people who treat us like babes!" What do we want to do? ”

"The world is not up to you!"

The young man's eyes, which were originally full of smiles, suddenly filled with anger, clenched the sword in his hand, and pointed at the man in front of him tremblingly.

"I just want to tell you!"

"Stay away from my sister-in-law!"

Sister-in-law? Ji Ange was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Zhao Guang in astonishment, but found that the young man on his face was also a little flustered.

"I'm sorry to say wrong, always, anyway...... Stay away from this house! ”

It's really imposing.

But looking down at the hands of the two of them who were still holding the sword even though they were trembling, Ji Ange smiled slightly in his heart.

They are the cowards of the practitioners.

However, waste also has its own courage.

She lifted her head and puffed out her chest.

No more fear.

However, at this moment, Zhao Guang, who was standing behind her, looked at the hand of the man in front of him who stretched out to the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his pupils shrank.

Yue Wang Sword!

Zhao Guang didn't expect that his daughter Ji Mo was actually ready to use the Yue Wang Goujian sword!

"Since you want to try the treatment of a cultivator, I might as well teach you this," the man in black pulled out the long sword at his waist, looked at his daughter and said lightly, "I don't know if I can make you have a longer memory." ”

Looking at this scene, Ji Ange's pupils shrank, but she lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly, without moving.

"Hey, hey!" Zhao Guang swallowed his saliva violently, and walked in front of Ji Ange in despair, "Southern Chu National Teacher, you are really ......"

Seeing that Ji Mo really raised his sword to split, Zhao Guang's eyes were cracked, and he felt that the golden light exploded in front of him!

And at this very moment.

A girl's voice suddenly came from the door behind Ji Ange.

"Ji Mo! Don't you dare! ”

Zhao Guang's eyes widened and he looked back behind him sharply.