"That's good. " Ling Wushang smiled indifferently and slashed out with his sword.
Wei Wuji also unsheathed his black broadsword. The two swords clashed, making a Dragon's Roar. A storm swirled in the air, and in an instant, sand and stones flew up, blocking the two figures.
"Good swordsmanship!" Wei Wuji's wild roar ca from the flying sand and stone shadows. Obviously, the number one lunatic of the sage state in the sect had gone crazy again.
ng Luo was shocked. Just as she was about to help Ling Wushang, she imdiately heard Wei Wuji's muffled groan. It was obvious that he had suffered a small loss.
Before ng Luo could make a decision, another series of sword-clanging sounds as dense as raindrops ca, along with Wei Wuji's angry roar.
ng Luo was finally relieved. Judging from the current situation, even if Wei Wuji went crazy, Ling Wushang wouldn't be in any danger. As for whether Wei Wuji was in danger, she wasn't worried at all. Don't forget that they were descendants of the spirit race, and the siblings Wei Wuji and ng Luo were the only descendants of the spirit race who could comprehend the grey abyss sword technique in thousands of years. Even the Grand Elder didn't know all the secrets they had.
As the sword lights crossed, Ling Wushang and Wei Wuji fought in the air, moving further and further away. In the distant Valley, a series of thunderous rumbles ca from the collapse of huge rocks. As the mountain shook and the earth shook, a cloud of dust slowly floated into the sky.
After a long ti, everything finally ca to an end. The entire xuanjian sect returned to its original state of silence.
In the valley, Wei Wuji crawled out of a pile of rubble with his head and face covered in dust. He was half-lying and half-sitting on the ground, sprawled on his back, and glared at Ling Wushang, who was smiling faintly not far away.
If he was a madman, then this guy was simply a freak. The last ti he fought with him, Wei Wuji felt that the difference in strength between them was only a thin line. Who won and who lost just depended on whose luck was better.
During this period of closed-door cultivation, Wei Wuji's strength had improved by two levels. Even Ling Wushang would improve as well, but Wei Wuji was confident that he had at least a 70% chance of winning if they fought again.
However, as soon as they fought, Wei Wuji realized that he was wrong, very wrong. There was only a thin line between him and Ling Wushang, but this thin line had beco an insurmountable mountain between him and Ling Wushang. No matter what he did, he was still defeated and smashed into the stone wall by Ling Wushang.
He was certain that Ling Wushang was still hiding sothing and had not revealed his full strength at all. Freak, this guy is a freak! That's right, thinking about Ling Chuxi's sword, he wasn't the only abnormal one. This pair of brother and sister definitely couldn't be asured with common sense.
"Tell , what do you want to do?" Wei Wuji asked Ling Wushang after taking a few deep breaths.
"It's very simple. I want you to ..." Ling Wushang said to Wei Wuji through telepathy.
"Ah ... Why didn't you say so earlier? if I had known that it was related to Ling Chuxi, I wouldn't have bothered to fight with you." Wei Wuji said indignantly. As the personal disciple of the Grand Elder, he naturally knew that Ling Chuxi was the successor of Cang Yuan. If he had known earlier that this matter was related to Ling Chuxi, he would not have rejected her at all, and he would not have been bullied by Ling Wushang to this extent.
Wiping the dust from his face, Wei Wuji felt that he had been wronged, very wronged! Ling Wushang's mouth twitched. This guy really needed a beating. If he didn't listen to her, he would be willing to be beaten up. One word, cheap!
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