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

"Autumn is boundless!"

Xiao Jian's whole body was embedded in the soil. He supported the ground with both hands and tried his best. His eyes were about to burst. After roaring twice, he let his face leave the soil.

However, the powerful sealing power of the Sky-Suppressing Turtle Shell continued to exert pressure on them.

Xiao Jian could only kneel on the ground, holding his hands on the ground, barely maintaining this posture.

Others could not stand up at all, and their whole bodies were firmly embedded in the soil.

Although Lin Meng and others were already trying their best to resist the power of the Sky-Suppressing Turtle Shell, it was to no avail.

They were not as powerful as Xiao Jian, so they could only be suppressed and unable to move.

"Autumn is boundless!"

Xiao Jian raised his head with difficulty and stared at Qiu Wuji above.

His eyes were red, his face was covered with mud, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. His previous high and arrogant attitude disappeared.

Instead, there was embarrassment and helpless anger.

"The supreme supreme perfection?"

"So what?"

Qiu Wuji chuckled, his face full of mockery.

This time, Changqiu Wuji was condescending and arrogant.

This relaxed and casual expression was like a hammer, crushing Xiao Jian's self-esteem again and again.

Xiao Jian's back teeth were almost broken.

Since the last time he was defeated by a swordsman master, this was the first time that he was in such a mess, and it was also caused by a junior.

This Qiu Wujian age is probably not as long as one's own retreat.

But such a young person crushed himself.

How could this not make him angry?

"Pfft!"

Xiao Jian spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His self-esteem was riddled with holes after being crushed and defeated by someone he initially thought was an ant.

"Sword Supreme, right?"

"How does it taste?" Qiu Wuji fell from the sky and landed in front of Xiao Jian.

"Haha, boy, you are just borrowing the power of the artifact, do you really think you are very powerful?"

Xiao Jian said hehe, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"Okay, you have a tough mouth."

Qiu Wuji stepped on Xiao Jian's back, causing him to lie on the ground again, chewing a mouth full of dirt.

"Qiu...Qiu Wuji, you are seeking death!"

"You are already like this, and you are still saying harsh words. Is this the supreme being of Tianji Pavilion? What a pathetic person." Qiu Wuji put away his feet and said with a smile.

"Next, I will send you to reunite with Hualin Huayun and her brother."

A blue jade-like flame appeared in Qiu Wuji's hand.

"Haha, if you dare to kill me, you are making the entire Tianji Pavilion an enemy. I, the Master of Tianji Pavilion, will never let you go."

"The Pavilion Master will definitely come to Dongxuan Territory in person and kill all of you, leaving no one behind!" Xiao Jian threatened.

"Your threat is too pale and weak." Qiu Wuji shook his head.

"Hurt my disciple, hurt my junior sister, none of you can escape today!"

He pointed it in front of his eyes and closed his eyes.

A sky-high aura erupted from his body, and his divine power spread out in all directions.

The green pure fire suddenly flew into the sky, merged with the divine power, and condensed into dozens of blue flame swords.

Immediately, Qiu Wuji's mind moved, and dozens of flaming swords fell from the sky, hovering over the heads of Xiao Jian, Lin Meng and others.

The terrifying fire power and divine power made their scalps numb.

The fear of death came instantly, like a huge wave, drowning them.

Their pupils trembled and they struggled wildly.

But because he was sealed by the power of the Sky-Suppressing Turtle Shell, his whole body became an abnormal ghost, twitching crazily on the ground.

"I think you were already prepared to die before you came here."

"So, you don't have to be afraid. It's just a death. I'm a little nervous, a little dizzy, and can't breathe. These are all normal phenomena. It will pass after you endure it."

Qiu Wuji said calmly, with a very kind smile on his face.

These calm and warm words made Lin Meng, Xiao Jian and others feel scared.

He's still laughing!

Lin Meng and others were even more afraid.

This is a demon in human skin. He seems approachable, but in fact he is ruthless and kills without batting an eyelid!

"Farewell, everyone!"

Qiu Wuji whispered, his voice cold and his expression indifferent, as if the God of Death was pronouncing his sentence.

"Qiu Wuji, if you dare to kill me, Tianji Pavilion will never let you go!"

"Qiu Wuji, our Lin clan will not let you go, just wait to accept the sanctions from our Da Qi Dynasty!"

Qiu Wuji just smiled slightly, pointed his finger down slightly, and dozens of powerful flaming swords suddenly fell down with a series of shrill screams!

The power of the flaming sword is terrifying, and it can destroy everything.

In an instant, he tore apart the last defense of Xiao Jian and others, stabbed into the back of their heads, and pinned them to the ground.

Flames poured into their bodies and raged within them.

In just a few breaths, these people's vitality was completely destroyed.

Huhuhu~!

The long sword melted into blue flames, submerging the bodies of Xiao Jian and others.

The night sky became clear for a while, the bright moon hung high, and the breeze blew slowly.

The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of burning corpses and the faint sound of wind could be heard.

I don’t know how long it lasted, but the chirping of insects and birds sounded one after another, breaking the silence.

Qiu Wuji raised his arm, and the Sky-Suppressing Tortoise Shell returned to his hand.

The green pure fire slowly dispersed.

These powerful supreme beings turned into wisps of ashes and drifted in the wind at this moment, becoming the dust of fate and disappearing into the long river of history.

Qiu Wuji waved his hand, and all the spiritual storage weapons on these people were returned to his hands.

He jumped up and looked around.

This time, Xuantian Dao Sect lost one-third of its disciples.

But there are few people, which is good and easy to manage.

"Master is mighty!"

Seeing this, the hot-blooded Ji Yang raised his arms and cheered.

He looked at Qiu Wuji, his eyes glowing, hoping that one day he could become a strong man like his master.

"Senior Qiu is mighty!"

"Senior Qiu is mighty!"

After Ji Yang's voice fell, the disciples of Xuantian Dao Sect shouted one after another, and their voices were like waves, sweeping away.

Bai Xiuxiu stood up tremblingly and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

A smile appeared on his face.

She reached out and rubbed Bai Ling'er's head.

"Daughter, you still have good taste."

Bai Ling'er didn't speak, just stared at Qiu Wuji above, with a long-lost smile on her face, and stars seemed to be shining in her eyes.

As for Song Hongyan, her expression at this time was completely opposite.

Qiu Wuji is back.

He is not a saint, and he will definitely seek an explanation for what happened back then.

But the matter has come to this, and there is no other way.

With Qiu Wuji's strength, he can control the life and death of their master and disciple at will.

All that can be done at this time is to wait quietly for Qiu Wuji's sanctions.

However, the waiting period was a bit difficult.

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