Chapter 5589

"Well, let's put an end to the old grudges of the witches." Duanmu Linxiu waved his hand to signal the crowd to be quiet.

"I knew that the old Duanmu thief was guilty. You see, he didn't even dare to explain." Ji Mingfeng sneers again.

Hearing her words, not only Duanmu Linxiu's face turned black, but also Jiang Liangshi's mouth twitched.

Others explain it, you say others pretend to be crazy, others do not explain it, you say guilty, anyway, how you are reasonable to you.

"It's said that the holy witch Valley welcomes the holy lady back. I haven't been defeated yet. I'd better wait until I see the holy lady before I start the contest." Duanmu Linxiu tries to restrain the impulse of swearing and says to Ji Mingfeng.

"No, the virgin is closing. Just start." Ji Mingfeng refused without hesitation.

Heart secretly sneer: this old man is cunning, guessed that he will saint and Gu Fenghua and others together. If he wants to release the saints, he has to release Gu Fenghua and others at the same time. When Ji Mingfeng is stupid and can't see through his evil thoughts, will she give them a chance to stab them in the back?

"Well, let's start." Duanmu Linxiu saw that Ji Mingfeng's words were not true, but he didn't insist. After waving, three younger generations and an old man jumped out and stood behind him.

According to the rules set by the two ethnic groups at that time, each contest was fought by three young descendants and two elders. The rules are also very simple. Each person will be sent out in turn. The loser will be the winner. Whoever can stand at the end will win the final victory.

Without Ji Mingfeng's command, Jiang Liangshi and three descendants of the Lingwu clan came to Ji Mingfeng's back, and the others stepped back to leave enough space for both sides.

"Ji Ziyu, first you come to understand the means of the witch clan." Ji Mingfeng said.

A young wizard descendant came to the center of the clearing with a wooden staff.

"Duanmu Mingxiu, you come to the first scene." Duanmu Lin asked.

Behind him, a young man with the same wooden staff stepped forward and came to the opposite of Ji Ziyu.

There's no need for referees. First, they made a family ceremony, and then they held the wooden staff tightly.

Compared with the competition between the holy masters, the preparation time of the ancient witches is a little longer, which is probably related to their weak cultivation.

After more than ten breath, two people drink a clear at the same time and rush toward each other.

A golden pearl appeared on his forehead at the same time. He was actually the strong one of the two emperors. And just as the beads appeared, the wooden staff in their hands also bloomed a dazzling light.

"Roar..." in the roar of the beast, a huge tiger spirit with dark body and wings rushed out of Duanmu Mingxiu's wooden staff and rushed down at Ji Ziyu.

Ji Ziyu's wooden staff emits a brilliant green light, which forms a towering tree. The strong branches were swinging, as if they were beating the giant tiger's soul heavily.

Tiger soul was photographed backward three Zhang, but did not dissipate, looked up to the sky with a roar, once again rushed over. The giant branch danced like an arm and patted the tiger soul again. However, this time, the tiger soul was ready to bite a branch.

"Bang!" The tiger soul was patted by the branch again, but the branch it bit also broke.

There was no pause. As soon as he stabilized his figure, the tiger soul rushed towards the giant tree again.