Gao Jingyuan, the eldest disciple of the Blood Witch Hall in Qingquan Town, he has always been rampant, and almost no young people in Qingquan Town dare to be an enemy of him. But now, Ji Yiqiu is-for-tat with him, and he immediately attracted many onlookers.

"Who is this young man, dare to contradict Gao Jingyuan?"

"Shhhhh ”

People whispered, scared, and at the same time, they also hoped that Ji Yiqiu could teach Gao Jingyuan a lesson, so that he could be angry for them.

"Ji Yiqiu, the sixty-four towns are not as good as your seventy-two villages, here, the strong are respected!" Gao Jingyuan snorted coldly, and then the soul power in his body surged, and he shouted softly: "Soldiers, eat blood!"

"Whew"

Streams of blood-colored soul power burst out of Gao Jingyuan's body, and the powerful aura made the people around him shake, and they all took a few steps back, looking at Gao Jingyuan with a frightened expression. At the same time, Ji Yiqiu's footsteps were shocked, and the purple soul power in his body erupted, and with a sinister smile behind him, he snorted coldly: "Soldiers, eat blood!"

Almost instantly, the purple soul power turned into blood, and then with a strong smell of blood, it collided with Gao Jingyuan's blood-colored soul power.

"Snort"

The blood was boiling, colliding between the two, competing with each other, eroding each other, and the strong smell of blood made the onlookers frown and cover their noses, and their faces were ugly. Everyone knows Gao Jingyuan's strength, but who is Ji Yiqiu?

At this moment, even Gao Jingyuan, Lei Chong, and Yun Youxue were all staring at Ji Yiqiu with shocked expressions. How long has it been? Ji Yiqiu has been so strong? I think that when the martial arts competition was held, although Ji Yiqiu won, most of them were tricky, and with the restrictions in the ring, Ji Yiqiu won by chance. But now, Ji Yiqiu can rely on his own strength to fight with Gao Jingyuan!

"How is it possible?" Lei Chong was dumbfounded, not long ago he could still fight against Ji Yiqiu, but now, the powerful aura that Ji Yiqiu exuded alone made him feel terrified in his heart. Yun Youxue also looked shocked, and on her fair face, she couldn't find anything else except shock.

"Soul Realm, mid-stage?" Gao Jingyuan looked at Ji Yiqiu in surprise, he couldn't imagine how Ji Yiqiu had gone from the eightfold impact of the Mortal Realm to the current realm in a short period of time! Such a rapid cultivation speed was rare even in the sixty-four towns.

"Damn!" Gao Jingyuan scolded angrily, the difference between the Transformation Realm and the Transformation Realm is soul power, a soul power can easily penetrate the Transformation Realm monk, but when facing the Soul Consciousness Realm monk who also gave birth to a trace of soul power, relatively speaking, there is some difficulty.

However, it is only a part of the difficulty.

"It's just a soul realm, I'm in the middle of the soul condensing realm!" After the shock, Gao Jingyuan finally calmed down, and then his hands struck out quickly, and one after another blood qi blasted towards Ji Yiqiu, and where he passed, even the ground was eroded by blood qi.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

Ji Yiqiu launched the Nine Palaces Duel, dodged quickly, and his body turned into an afterimage to dodge in the gap of the blood, and Ji Yiqiu also blasted out a palm from time to time to test the strength of the blood, but after the temptation, Ji Yiqiu chose to dodge rationally.

After all, Gao Jingyuan is in the Soul Condensation Realm, and the strength and strength of his soul power are not comparable to him at all, so Ji Yiqiu can only think about countermeasures while dodging. However, Gao Jingyuan didn't give him this opportunity, only to see Gao Jingyuan's figure rushing forward quickly, during which he held it with one hand, and a huge blood-red sickle appeared in his hand, and then his feet shook, his body jumped, and aimed at Ji Yiqiu's head is a sickle.

"Knort"

Ji Yiqiu's face changed greatly, the piercing sound of breaking wind came from the top of his head, Ji Yiqiu's figure quickly swept to the side, and then flipped with one hand, the thunder roared, and a broadsword was facing the red scythe, and it collided with it fiercely.

"Knort"

The piercing sound of collision sounded, and Ji Yiqiu only felt a huge force coming from the red sickle, and then he was unstable under the force, and his body subconsciously burst back a few steps before slowly stopping.

"Stepping into the realm of soul awareness, it is still a waste. Gao Jingyuan landed on the ground, holding a red sickle, pointing at Yiqiu, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly in a cold arc, and said sharply: "What about geniuses?

After speaking, Gao Jingyuan's figure swept out, and the blood-red sickle drew a swift arc in the air, cutting towards Ji Yiqiu's throat. With such a fast speed, even a monk of the same level was difficult to resist, and for a while, everyone sweated for Ji Yiqiu.

"Fighting words, Yantian soldiers!"

A buzzing sound sounded, Ji Yiqiu threw it out with one hand, and the thunder sword shot straight at the attacking scythe, and then his hands quickly sealed, and the purple soul power continued to gush out, condensing a purple spirit bead phantom in front of him. After that, Ji Yiqiu shouted: "Duh!"

"Boom"

The thunder sword couldn't stop the scythe's footsteps at all, and the scythe cut directly into Ji Yiqiu's throat with a piercing wind breaking sound and powerful power, but at this moment, a purple spirit bead phantom quickly flashed out, blocking the scythe's attack.

"What kind of broken army, you also want to block my red sickle?" Gao Jingyuan snorted coldly, and the soul power in his body erupted again, pouring directly into the red sickle, and a powerful force directly pressed towards Ji Yiqiu.

"Hmm"

Under this force, the purple spirit bead phantom quickly dimmed, and Ji Yiqiu's body was also shaken by the churning of qi and blood, but he suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and then his eyes froze, and the corners of his mouth outlined a sinister smile.

Seeing this smile, Gao Jingyuan, who was originally rampant, instantly felt a dangerous aura, but before he could retreat, Ji Yiqiu shouted: "Want to run?

"Boom"

Ji Yiqiu's index finger pointed out, as if there was a sound of thunder, and then he saw a thick purple soul power blasting out directly from Ji Yiqiu's index finger, slamming Gao Jingyuan's shoulder in one fell swoop, smashing Gao Jingyuan dozens of meters away.

Seeing this, Ji Yiqiu wiped a handful of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and then grabbed the thunder sword that fell to the ground with one hand, and the thunder sword flew back into his hand, and then without waiting for Gao Jingyuan to get up, Ji Yiqiu kicked his feet, his body turned into an afterimage, and swept away, leaving only Ji Yiqiu's cold tone in that scene.

"Gao Jingyuan, if you lose today, he will return it one day, and the next time we meet, it will be when you die! I hope that a autumn will become an indelible shadow in your heart! Haha!!"

"Damn it!"

When Gao Jingyuan turned over and got up, where was there still a trace of Ji Yiqiu, in the air, only Ji Yiqiu's cold words and powerful killing intent were left. Hearing this, Gao Jingyuan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, because he knew that with Ji Yiqiu's cultivation speed, the next time they met, maybe it would really be when he died!