After Fifty Years Of Fishing In Forbidden Areas, The Saint Begged Me To Come Out.

Hearing this, Qiu Wuji shook his head and laughed.

Young people are like this, young and frivolous, passionate and strong.

If you suffer a loss, you must find a way to get it back.

However, if you want to regain your position, you must rely on strength, not words!

Huh~!

Long Peng suddenly disappeared and came to Qiu Wuji.

"Brother Qiu, since you have entered the realm of Nirvana, it's time to fight with me now!"

Long Peng said, his tone full of expectation.

"Brother Long, don't worry, wait until I finish handling this matter before it's too late."

"It's just a Wugou spirit. There's no need for Brother Qiu to test him. Just let Yun Kun and the others come." Long Peng replied.

"Long Peng, brother Wuji has just come back, you have to let him rest for a while to polish his realm." Chu Lan walked away and said.

"Let's start quickly. I think this kid is starting to get anxious. Moji people thought we were scared." Chu Lan said with a slight smile.

"Okay, then I'll wait for Brother Qiu for a few more days."

Long Peng glanced at Han Zifei, then ducked back to the seat by the window.

This kid is really anxious to die.

"Wuji, Brother Qiu?"

Han Zifei captured the key information.

His eyes suddenly changed and he asked: "You are Qiu Wuji!"

"Yes, I am Qiu Wuji!"

"Hahahaha, very good!"

"Years ago you were a coward and didn't dare to come out to fight with me. Today is just the right time for me to let you know what a true genius is."

"Second on the list of geniuses in Dongxuan Territory, the invitation letter from the Bloody Tavern... I want to see if you are really as powerful as the rumors say!"

"It's just a name for nothing!" Han Zifei said word by word.

When everyone heard this, they all froze on the spot.

They all didn't expect that Qiu Wuji and Han Zifei had already crossed paths.

From Han Zifei's words, it was obvious that the two had a grudge.

However, this was not what surprised Long Peng and others.

It's Han Zifei's courage.

He dared to provoke Qiu Wuji because he really didn't know how to write the word "death".

"let's start."

Qiu Wuji did not respond to Han Zifei's provocation, but said three words calmly.

There is no point in saying more, it’s just nonsense.

It's better to have a real fight.

After hearing this, everyone stepped back to make space in the lobby for the two of them.

"This Qiu Wuji... doesn't have any spiritual power fluctuations in his body. He is a pure system. He has just entered the Nirvana realm and he doesn't know what his combat power is..."

Hua Tianxiong looked Qiu Wuji up and down.

The other party was a martial artist, and without spiritual power fluctuations, he could not judge his strength.

All I know is that this guy has just entered Nirvana.

"Having just entered the Nirvana realm, if the realm is suppressed, Zifei should be able to easily block ten moves."

"But Qiu Wuji is a member of the Blood Tavern, and ranks second on the list of geniuses in the Dongxuan Territory..." Hua Tianxiong pondered in his heart.

He always had an ominous premonition.

"I should have stayed in Junyang City for a few days first, to find out about Qiu Wuji, and then come to the Bloody Tavern."

Hua Tianxiong thought.

But no one would have thought that Qiu Wuji was a member of the Bloody Tavern.

Now that the stage is set, the battle is about to begin.

It’s useless to think about it any more.

Hua Tianxiong could only trust his apprentice.

Boom~!

A fierce aura erupted from Qiu Wuji's body.

This momentum is like a tiger!

"I won't bully you, you make the first move." Qiu Wuji replied, suppressing his momentum to the Dharma Body state.

"Hahaha, you are suppressing the realm and you dare to let me attack first. You asked for it!" Han Zifei said with a smile.

Immediately, he mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and a strong momentum burst out from his body.

A long sword appeared in his hand.

This is obviously a top-notch spiritual weapon!

He was born in a second-rate sect, but was only in the spiritual fetus realm, and yet he had such a level of spiritual martial arts.

One can imagine how much Luo Xing Valley valued their Qilinzi.

"Qiu Wuji, you have to remember, you should have been defeated by me many years ago."

"It's entirely your luck to survive until today."

"Today, I will defeat you and prove my talent to everyone. At that time, the news about your defeat will also be sent back to the southern border of Dongxuan Territory, telling everyone that your Xuantian Dao Sect has exhausted its energy, and the four major sects should also Change it!”

Han Zifei said, his tone showing arrogance.

A powerful sword intent erupted from him.

The sword intention surged wildly, tending to the Mahayana, and seemed to have the aura of transforming into a realm.

Qiu Wuji saw this and shook his head.

Cultivation speed is fast, which means nothing.

This is the characteristic of the Immaculate Spirit.

Even if a dog has a pure spirit body, it can cultivate to the spirit embryo state within thirty years.

When Han Zifei reached the perfect spiritual realm, his sword intent was as strong as Han Yuerou's.

His true talent and understanding are not very strong.

To be so arrogant is obviously too young.

"With one sword, I will defeat you!"

As soon as Han Zifei finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

But in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Qiu Wuji.

"Spiritual method, Qingyuan Sword!"

Han Zifei raised the sword in his hand, and spiritual power quickly poured into the sword.

A circle of cyan sword shadow bloomed like a lotus.

The next second, Han Zifei swung his sword and slashed, the green sword shadow spun, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, slashing towards Qiu Wuji's neck.

"It's over, Qiu Wuji!"

Han Zifei replied coldly.

He claims to be invincible below the Nirvana realm and has absolute confidence in his sword.

If Qiu Wuji didn't suppress his realm, he would naturally not win.

But if Qiu Wuji suppresses his realm to be consistent with his own, then he will definitely lose!

"too weak."

"too weak!"

Qiu Wuji shook his head, very disappointed.

In his eyes, Han Zifei's sword was as slow as a turtle crawling, and the strength of the sword intention and sword energy were also too weak.

Qiu Wuji suddenly disappeared in place.

His speed is extremely fast.

Even if it only uses less than 1% of the power.

Han Zifei couldn't see his movements clearly either.

And Hua Tianxiong could only barely see a blurry shadow.

It is impossible to capture the position of Qiu Wuji.

"it's over!"

The sound of Qiu Wuji sounded faintly.

Han Zifei was stunned in place, still maintaining the posture of wielding the knife.

His pupils were trembling, and his face looked frightened.

Qiu Wuji appeared behind him at some point and grabbed his head with his hands.

This made Han Zifei's scalp numb and he didn't dare to move.

"With such strength, you dare to shout in the Bloody Tavern?" Qiu Wuji's voice was cold.

"Zifei!" Hua Tianxiong's expression changed drastically when he saw this.

He hurriedly raised his hands and said, "It's my disciple who lost. I've offended many people. I've offended many people. I still hope Haihan."

"You can avoid living sins, but you cannot escape death sins."

"Just destroy your spirit body."

Qiu Wuji's face was expressionless and his voice was indifferent.

"You are worthy of destroying my spirit body!"

When Han Zifei heard this, he immediately became anxious. He let out a furious cry, and his spiritual power surged out of his body.

"Lock!"

Qiu Wuji's mind moved, and the surging power blocked Han Zifei's meridians, and his hands and feet instantly lost strength.

"Swallow!" A black vortex appeared in Qiu Wuji's palm.

The power of devouring is activated.

Wu Gu's spiritual body was slowly eaten by Qiu Wuji.

Han Zifei could clearly feel that Wu Gu's spirit body was leaving him.

His eyes were splitting, his face was red, he was gritting his teeth and struggling, but to no avail.

A strong feeling of powerlessness and despair slowly overwhelmed Han Zifei.

Only then did he understand what real power is.

In front of a truly strong man, he is as fragile as an ant.