A Yuan and Chi Yuan'er didn't hesitate, took Ji Tianming and rushed out.
Even though some people wanted to stop them, they were all blocked by Ji Mingyao.
"What are you so anxious about? Your opponent is me."
She held her sword tightly and waited until Ji Tianming and others left before she truly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Shopkeeper Wang, Mr. Changsun, what happens next has nothing to do with you, so please don't get involved."
Now that things have come to this, only a few can be cleared out.
She knew that as long as she opened her mouth, these people would not embarrass Shimanlou and No. 1 Village in the World.
Fatty Wang was still a little hesitant, but after seeing the look in Ji Mingyao's eyes, he clearly stepped aside.
Changsun Liantang didn't stay long after seeing this.
Without the maintenance of Shimanlou and No. 1 Village in the World, it would be much easier for people like Wang Sicun to take action.
Ji Mingyao pointed his sword directly at Wang Sicun.
"Old man, Mr. Wen Si asked me to ask you, how have you been these past few years?"
Upon hearing Wen Sijun's name, Wang Sicun's expression suddenly darkened.
He frowned and pursed his lips slightly.
People around looked at each other, wondering who Wen Sijun was.
Ji Mingyao laughed and said, "You bullied your master and destroyed your ancestors, and used Mr. Wen's heirloom to create Shangshan College, but I still don't think this college looks like a college after I arrived at the college.
Everything is a place of disputes between power and interests. How dare you become the president of the same house?"
When such breaking news came out, everyone was whispering.
Wang Sicun had not been fooling around in Beijing for so many years, and he would not be frightened by Ji Mingyao's few words.
He looked serious and said worriedly: "Now that things have happened, you still want to confuse the public with your lies."
Before Ji Mingyao could continue to speak, he raised his sword and struck at the person.
Ji Mingyao raised his sword and greeted him, not caring about saying a few words.
While facing Wang Sicun's attack, she took up a position and responded.
Wang Sicun moved his hands, and everyone else started to take action.
Upon seeing this, Changsun Liantang couldn't help but wanted to take action, but Fatty Wang held him down.
"In the current war situation, since Miss Ji is determined to protect the reputation of Shimanlou and the No. 1 village in the world, we should not get involved and just trust her."
On the field, the battle has reached a fever pitch.
Ji Mingyao is very powerful and will never show mercy.
Anyone who is knocked down by her has no room to stand up.
As a result, only a few people were able to stand up.
But she wasn't having it easy either.
The large and small wounds on his body not only stained his clothes red, but even the ground under his feet was not clean anywhere.
The whole person looked shaky.
Ji Mingyao stood with his sword in his hand and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
She was grinning, her mouth full of blood.
"Wang Sicun, you plotted against me and Tianming. I want to settle this account with you."
Everyone could see that she was at the end of her tether, but she still spoke arrogantly.
Those who saw it were frightened.
Wang Sicun couldn't help but admire him.
If it weren't for the fact that his goal must not fail, he really wouldn't want to kill Ji Mingyao.
"Ji Mingyao, if you are willing to explain the conspiracy of your resentful clan, I may be able to spare your life."
"Bah, I blame your fucking head."
Ji Mingyao spat, sneered and cursed.
Then, she formed a formation and stirred up the spiritual energy around her.
The clouds that had not dispersed in the sky were stirred by this spiritual power, creating a cloud wind.
The entire battlefield was slowly lit up by a scarlet glow.
At this time, everyone in the battle discovered that they were in a strange formation at their feet.
Wang Sicun looked at the overall situation and was extremely surprised.
"You, you madman, you actually used your own blood to create the formation."