"I told you not to do all the bells and whistles, just get started!"
Jin Wuyi sneered disdainfully, but walked directly towards Ye Hong with his ax in hand.
Ma Zhen smiled evilly, and just like when she escaped before, her figure turned into a streak of colorful smoke, floating around.
He did not follow Jin Wuyi, but peeped at the battle from the side like a poisonous snake.
But everyone knows that such people are the most dangerous.
As for Shangguan Wan'er, the ancestor of the Shangguan family, he didn't make any movement, but silently picked up the gray brush in his hand, as if he was painting something carelessly.
But Ye Hong's eyes lingered on this gray brush.
Both the Zi clan and the Ximen family have realized that the coming battle is not something that mere mortals like them can get involved in.
So under the orders of Shangguan Shaolong and Ximen Qingcang, the two sides retreated back in tacit agreement, making way for the four ancient warriors on the field to fight.
In the sky late at night, thick dark clouds suddenly came, quietly blocking the moonlight.
In the dim environment, the biting north wind kept blowing.
"The first snow in Kyoto this year is coming soon."
Ximen Qingcang looked at the sky silently, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.
At the same time, Jin Wuyi, who was the first to dispatch, was already only twenty meters away from Ye Hong.
Twenty meters is a long distance for two ordinary ancient warriors.
But for two ancient warriors, this distance is only the blink of an eye.
So Jin Wuyi had already opened his eyes and suddenly waved the giant ax in his hand.
"Ye Hong, today I, the King of Youzhou, will let you repay the hatred of Jinsha Island with your blood!"
Jin Wuyi roared angrily, and his left and right axes each emitted cyan and purple light.
It is the signature wind and thunder spirit of King Youzhou!
"[The Way of Wind and Thunder·Double Wind and Thunder Slash]!"
Still a familiar move.
Two giant axes came out of Jin Wuyi's hands.
The tumbling double axes seemed to turn into two extremely fast rotating whirlwinds.
In the midst of the whirlwind, there was a faint sound of thunder that shook the whole place.
Suddenly, everyone's ears were buzzing like thunder.
"So, so fierce!"
Those who had never seen ancient warriors fighting were already dumbfounded.
On the other hand, the Zi clan's eyes were shining with cruel pleasure, as if Ye Hong would be chopped into three pieces by these two axes in the next second!
However, facing such a fierce move, Ye Hong didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge.
Because there is no need to dodge at all.
As soon as Jin Wuyi's realm deteriorated, his strength was not as good as before.
There was no thunderstorm this time, and Jin Wuyi's wind and thunder spirit did not get any bonus.
Secondly, Ye Hong is not the same Ye Hong who just realized the realm of ancient Taoism and martial arts last time.
The extent of his growth was beyond Jin Wuyi's imagination!
The one was ebbing and the other was ebbing, making the once ferocious twin winds and thunder chops no different from two small flying discs in Ye Hong's eyes.
"Jin Wuyi, have you ever seen the real Feng Lei?"
Ye Hong looked at the flying giant ax with a faint smile on his lips.
Jin Wuyi's eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and then he roared angrily: "Don't pretend to be mysterious here, you will die for me!"
The eagle's eyebrows were raised angrily, and the two axes accelerated towards Ye Hong's position.
This fierce move seems to be able to break mountains and cut rivers!
Many people from the Ximen family couldn't help but turned their heads and said with pale faces: "It's over, it's over."
(End of chapter)