Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

After the loud sound, Yuwen Cheng flew out backwards, and blood splattered all over the place along the way.    

    

His body was riddled with wounds, and many parts of his skin had been damaged.    

    

Faced with such a serious injury, not only did he not fall in defeat, but his eyes revealed a strong sense of excitement.    

    

"Haha, Ji Hualoong, it's all thanks to you."    

    

Suddenly, Yuwen Cheng laughed loudly, and a powerful aura soared from his body.    

    

That aura, was no longer that of First Layer Late Stage, but of the early second stage.    

    

"Hmm? Are you battling me like a madman to stimulate yourself to break through? "    

    

Ji Hualoong was not stupid and immediately understood what had happened.    

    

But because he understood, he felt that he was being used. His expression turned uglier.    

    

Yuwen Cheng smiled noncommittally, flew to Yuwen Du's side, sat cross-legged in the air and began to stabilize his cultivation realm.    

    

It wasn't easy for him to break through. He didn't want to fall back because of his unstable cultivation realm.    

    

Although Ji Hualoong's face was ugly, he did not choose to continue fighting Yuwen Cheng.    

    

No matter what, the victor of this battle would still be him.    

    

Witnessing Yuwen Cheng make a breakthrough in his battle, the surrounding crowd burst into an uproar. Most of them were amazed by Yuwen Cheng.    

    

Very few people would dare to break through in a battle. If one was not careful, it was possible that they would die.    

    

Without Yuwen Cheng's obstruction, Ji Hualoong's eyes fell on Ning Xiaolei again. He actually didn't plan to take a break and directly made his move.    

    

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips. Who's afraid of who? He was about to fly out and attack.    

    

However, what he didn't expect was that he was snatched away by someone else.    

    

"What kind of mess is this!?"    

    

Looking at the slim figure standing opposite of Ji Hualoong, Ning Xiaolei was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.    

    

The one who stood out this time was none other than Ao Xue'er.    

    

Dressed in a snow-white palace outfit, without a speck of dust, his body swirled in the cold air, and his face carried a faint coldness that seemed capable of repelling people a thousand miles away.    

    

"Let me see your ability. Make your move!"    

    

Ao Xue'er spoke indifferently, her ice-cold eyes not showing much emotion.    

    

Ji Hualoong's expression was ugly. He frowned and said, "Xue'er, are you protecting him?"    

    

"Don't call me Xue'er. We aren't that close. If you don't accept my challenge, then please leave."    

    

Staring at Ji Hualoong with an indifferent gaze, Ao Xue'er spoke coldly.    

    

After being stunned for a moment, Ji Hualoong's eyes instantly revealed a monstrous hatred. He angrily roared: "You are my, Ji Hualoong's, fiancée. Sooner or later, you will be my, Ji Hualoong's. Is it because of that brat that you treat me like this?"    

    

"The marriage contract was only decided by the palace master, and not by me, Ao Xue'er. The only reason I'm treating you like this is because you're unworthy and have nothing to do with anything else!"    

    

Ao Xue'er looked at Ji Hualoong coldly and spoke without any emotion, not losing her domineering attitude.    

    

Hearing that, Ji Hualoong's face became twisted, his eyes revealed a sinister look, and he roared: Not worthy? I, the number one genius in Dragon Capital, am not worthy? Who's worthy for you, that trash at the early First Layer? "    

    

Ji Hualoong never expected Ao Xue'er to say this in front of so many people.    

    

He felt as if his entire face had been slapped in the face; it was burning in pain!    

    

Hearing Ao Xue'er's words, from now on, his face would be on the ground, and he would be the laughing stock of Dragon Capital.    

    

At this moment, he was so agitated that he was about to lose his mind. Not only Ning Xiaolei, he even hated Ao Xue'er.    

    

"Motherf * cker, you're the trash, your whole family is useless!"    

    

Ning Xiaolei didn't expect things to suddenly turn out this way, so he started cursing right away.    

    

Ao Xue'er looked down on Ji Hualoong. This fellow, on the other hand, blamed it all on him, Ning Xiaolei, and even called him trash.    

    

This was something intolerable, not to mention the fact that he, who had always been a lawless person, had the backing of a sky full of demons.    

    

What dogshit number one genius in Dragon Capital, in his eyes, was only a scum.