Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 868
The rapier came very fast, with plenty of real energy attached to it, even faintly glowing with flames, it shot straight towards Ying Baoyue's back like a poisonous snake.

"Your Highness!"

Ji Ange, who was pushed into his brother's arms, struggled and wanted to get up, but his shoulders were held down by a pair of big palms, and Ji Qingyuan's tense voice sounded above his head, "Don't be afraid, she's fine."

Ji Ange's eyes widened.

Although the rapier came at a sudden angle, it was vicious and terrifying, but Ying Baoyue turned her head and turned around, and the sharp blade brushed against her shoulder, only cutting off a thin piece of cloth.

Ji Ange breathed a sigh of relief, laughing a little that he was concerned but confused.She shouldn't have worried at all, she had to know that the person standing in front of her was not an ordinary weak woman, but the leader of the primary ceremony.

This kind of dodging swordsmanship is Ying Baoyue's forte.

After watching the first-level ceremony all the way, Ji Ange knew very well that ordinary sixth-level practitioners were no match for the new leader. There were too many killers before, and now there was only one sneak attack. The only thing to worry about was Ying Baoyue who fought all night Whether the body is exhausted.

Otherwise there is nothing to worry about at all.

I don't know where the fish slipped through the net, but the city gate soldiers didn't stop it.Just now, I didn't expect that there were people in Ruyang City who would dare to sneak attack, but now that they have so many people, it is no problem to deal with a killer. Ji Ange calmed down and turned to look at his brother behind him.However, at this moment, she suddenly noticed the stiffness of the men around her.

Ji Qingyuan, Zhao Guang, Chen Zichu and others who were not far away all froze in place with their swords in their hands, looking at them in astonishment.

It was like seeing something impossible.

If it is said that what is the most unlikely to appear in today's practice world...

Ji Ange's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly.

The thin sword missed a single hit, and slashed viciously again. The man seemed to have inexhaustible real energy, and the angle was not clever, but the strength was that the real energy was so strong that it could be suppressed by strength alone. The sword wind Li Xiao, raised the man's pink dress.

Looking at the person in front of him who was stabbing at Ying Baoyue with a rapier in front of him, Ji Ange's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"May……"

Ji Ange's teeth chattered, and a raging flame burst out in front of his eyes. The man had already thrown his sword at Ying Baoyue again, and the sword fire he brought up spread to the surroundings.Ji Ange was held back by Ji Qingyuan for more than a dozen steps, staring in amazement at the practitioner with strong real energy in the distance, and felt that there was something wrong with her eyes.

"how is this possible?"

Ji Ange's heart was in a mess, and there was only one thought in her mind.

That is, how could it be her?
The sky was getting brighter, and there were more pedestrians on the side of the road. Looking at the Fire Magician covered with strong true energy, the people on the side of the road also widened their eyes.

The pink figure holding the sword is familiar.

"This is……"

Ji Jiashu stood at the gate of the city, holding the half-drawn Chunlei Sword in his hand, looking at the scene in front of him, his whole body was also stiff.

That is a woman.

It is the least possible existence of practitioners today, female cultivator.

This is enough to make everyone at the gate of the city unexpected. Before they could react, flames and sprays exploded on the side of the road at the same time. The water and fire fought, and a large cloud of water mist rose. In the mist, the two women pulled away and landed on the roadside roof superior.

"Is this the water magic sword of Lord Chief?" The woman's sweet voice sounded in the mist, so familiar that the teenagers who had participated in the elementary ceremony were all cold, and the water mist dispersed, revealing the soft and beautiful face of the woman. Ying Baoyue, who was standing on the roof with his sword drawn in the distance, smiled contemptuously.

"It's not as powerful as I imagined. Sure enough, Murong Heng, He Lancheng and the others are too useless."

Hearing these familiar names, Ying Baoyue raised her head in the mist and quietly stared at the woman opposite.

"What do you want from me?"

Not getting the expected response, the woman in pink frowned.

"Wait, why is it her? Hasn't she never practiced?"

At this moment, Ji Ange stared at the woman on the roof, struggled forward and called out her name.

"Xu Bingqing!"

Ji Jiashu at the gate of the city narrowed his pupils, looking at the smiling woman on the roof holding a rapier.

The cultivator who rushed in from outside the city to attack Ying Baoyue was none other than Xu Bingqing, the only daughter of the Northern Wei State Master, the Saintess of Beihan Pavilion.

However, the most surprising thing at this time is not her origin.

"An Ge, don't go!" Ji Ange's shoulders were held down again, and Ji Qingyuan pulled Ji Ange back who was rushing towards the two confronting women. Ji Ange only heard his brother's nervous voice, "Don't Come closer, that woman is dangerous!"

"What's the danger..." Ji Ange was a little annoyed. You must know that although she is also the daughter of the national teacher, she was born at the seventh rank, while Xu Bingqing was only born at the tenth rank. She...

Before Ji Ange finished speaking, Ji Qingyuan's next words rang in her ears like thunder.

"Don't go there! That woman is now ranked fifth!"

Standing at the gate of the city, Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank, and he clenched the Spring Thunder Sword in his hand.

The dividing line between the tenth order of practice on the Shanhai Continent, a realm that countless talented practitioners will not be able to reach in their entire lives.

Level five, God Dance Realm.

The conjecture in their hearts was confirmed, Zhao Guang, Chen Zichu, Xu Yishan and others all turned pale for an instant.

"How...is it possible..." Ji Ange turned her head stiffly, looked at her brother with a stern expression and murmured, "How could she be ranked fifth?"

She didn't look down on Xu Bingqing's talent, but even her younger brother Ji Jiashu climbed to the fifth rank after practicing hard since childhood.What's more important is that when she was in Nanchu a month ago, Xu Bingqing was just like her, a woman who had never practiced before, only ranked tenth!

How could such a person become a fifth-rank cultivator after a month?
Ji Ange looked around at Zhao Guang and the others who were also looking ugly, which meant that everyone present except Ji Jiashu was of a lower level than this woman.For these practitioners who have fought their way through the elementary ceremony, this is an absolute blow.

Because according to the rules of the practice world, Xu Bingqing is considered their senior.

This woman who had never practiced before became their senior.

At this time, a mocking gaze suddenly fell on her. Ji Ange looked up and found Xu Bingqing who was standing on the roof looking down at her.

"I said who is this?" Xu Bingqing looked at the veil on Ji Ange's face and smiled, "Isn't this Miss Ji?"

Ji Ange clenched her fists slightly. She and Xu Bingqing were not acquainted. They had only met each other at a few unavoidable banquets in the past.

Her father still had prestige outside, and Xu Bingqing had at most ridiculed her illegitimate daughter's status, but she didn't care about it at all, but at this moment Ji Ange clearly sensed that Xu Bingqing spoke condescendingly to her.

"I didn't expect you, a coward, to go out." Xu Bingqing looked at Ji Qingyuan who was protecting Ji Ange behind him with a half-smile, "It's just that your level is still so low, and you haven't made any progress in so many years."

It seems that you have improved over the years!

But hearing Xu Bingqing's next words, Ji Ange's pupils shrank.

"Da Si Ming's daughter is nothing but a piece of trash," Xu Bingqing covered her mouth and smiled, "It's really..."

Before she could finish her mocking words, a sword light suddenly lit up in front of her eyes.

Xu Bingqing hurriedly dodged but found that the sword would actually turn around, just waiting where she dodged.

The next moment blood spattered, and a woman's scream sounded from the roof.

　Miss Xu, it's not good for you to offend anyone. Be careful if someone tells you why flowers are so popular.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)