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

All the peak masters and elders saw the extraordinary power of the Wild Thunder Bow in Qiu Wuji's hand.

Even for them, the top-grade spiritual weapons are considered rare treasures.

Some of them even showed blazing eyes, and for a moment they had the idea of ​​taking this treasure as their own.

But immediately, he was suppressed.

"That long bow has such strong thunder and lightning power. Where did he get the heavenly martial arts?"

"How could a erring disciple who was thrown into Jingxin Lake have such a treasure, unless he had some great opportunity in the past ten years... Jingxin Lake, cemetery, Demon Sealed Cave... yes, Demon Sealed Cave!"

Bai Xiuxiu realized something, and her eyes suddenly became serious.

No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to achieve something for no reason without any resources, let alone to take out a heavenly spiritual weapon.

Unless Qiu Wuji gets a big opportunity.

But in Jingxin Lake, the opportunity can only be valued by the elders in the sealed demon cave.

"If you think about it this way, Qiu Wuji's rise makes perfect sense." Bai Xiuxiu's thoughts suddenly became smoother.

The elders in the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Sealing Cave are all beings whose strength is not weaker than their own.

There is no problem in teaching a disciple of Qiu Wuji's level.

…

Qiu Wuji also condensed three feather arrows, which were condensed from the strong power of Qi and blood.

It was glowing with crimson blood, and there was an imperceptible mysterious aura flowing around it.

At the moment when the arrows condensed, Bai Xiuxiu, Mo Lan and Jiang Lin on the viewing platform were stunned at the same time.

Because, they noticed an extremely subtle familiar feeling in Qiu Wuji's condensed sword momentum.

It is the mysterious power of the Heavenly Vein Qi contained in it.

The energy of the heavenly veins is inherently difficult to sense, and the same is true for those who are strong in the spirit embryo realm.

Bai Xiuxiu has half a foot stepped into the realm of nirvana, so she can naturally notice it.

The same can be said for Mo Lan who has entered the Spiritual Embryo Realm and reached perfection for the first time.

As for Jiang Xiuxiu, who had just entered the spirit fetus realm, her ability to sense was purely due to her talent and some opportunities she had received before.

"This feeling is the energy of heaven and earth!"

"But it's not the energy of the mortal veins, nor the energy of the earth veins. It's more mysterious. Could it be the energy of the heavenly veins?!" Bai Xiuxiu was confused.

The highest quality of heaven and earth energy he has ever absorbed is the energy of earth veins.

I have only heard about the Qi of Tianmai and have never absorbed it, so I cannot be completely sure.

"It's the energy of the heavenly veins, it really feels like that!" Jiang Lin was extremely surprised.

She had absorbed several rays of heavenly energy, and the mystery in them was irresistible and fascinated her.

Now that we meet again, we can naturally recognize each other.

Naturally, she would not be surprised if she sensed such an aura from a strong person in the Spirit Embryo Realm.

But Qiu Wuji is just a physical practice, and it does not have a complete state.

How did he do it?

"How much more can this guy surprise people?" Jiang Lin thought to herself, becoming more and more interested in Qiu Wuji.

"The power of my qi and blood merges with the qi of heaven and earth. It is almost a dimensionality-reducing blow to warriors below the spirit fetus realm."

"It's a pity that I have just condensed the Blood Pill, and it is also my first time to come into contact with the Qi of Heaven and Earth. My control and understanding of it are still relatively immature. Once the Blood Pill condenses the three lines and steps into the realm of soul refining, the Qi of Heaven and Earth should be able to match my The energy and blood are perfectly blended together."

"However, even so, it is more than enough to deal with Han Yuerou."

Qiu Wuji thought in his mind, and stretched his long bow into a full moon.

The blood-colored arrow came out of the string and turned into three silent bloody streams of light, shooting towards Han Yuerou.

Han Yuerou stared at the bloody stream of light.

This silent stream of light flashed arcs of electricity from time to time on the surface. It looked ordinary, but she felt great power from it.

She felt wary for no reason, maybe it was instinct, maybe it was a compromise with her pride.

A three-foot-long delicate sword appeared in her hand.

This is the sword given to her by her master, named Qingyun.

This is a heavenly martial art.

"Look, Her Majesty the Saint has drawn her sword!"

"That's a heaven-grade spiritual weapon!"

"As soon as this sword is drawn, the victory or defeat is determined!"

Han Yuerou stared at the bloody stream of light coming towards her, with the sword in her hand standing in front of her eyes, her sword intent rising sharply.

She waved her long hair, and the ice sword energy condensed into sword shadows.

"Go!" Han Yuerou swung out her long sword, passing through the shadows of the sword. The sword energy rolled up the powerful ice aura and rushed toward the bloody light.

The two attacks collided without making any sound.

I saw that the blood-colored stream of light was like an electric drill, cutting open the sword energy and then penetrating it.

Although most of his own strength has been consumed, he still has some energy left.

Han Yuerou saw that her attack was broken, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

But she didn't have extra time to think about why, but continued to swing her sword.

The sword intent continued to soar, much stronger than before.

Han Yuerou raised her arms and swung her sword. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, forming a half crescent moon, and she blocked Qiu Wuji's attack.

In the brief confrontation between the two, anyone who is not blind can see that the saint is at a disadvantage.

This scene made all the disciples stunned.

Although it was only a brief confrontation, the winner has not yet been determined.

But it was still difficult for the disciples to accept the current situation.

The saint who had high hopes in the Taoist sect and the goddess in the eyes of countless disciples actually fell into a disadvantage in the hands of an unknown boy?

And he still used a bow and arrow.

Isn’t this pure forehand and backhand teaching?

"Your Highness, how about my attack? Can you still bear it?" Qiu Wuji asked.

"..."

Han Yuerou's face was livid, and her expression looked as if she had eaten shit.

She clenched her fists, and her desire to win was completely aroused by Qiu Wuji's few words.

"Qiu Wuji, I admit that I underestimated you, but the battle has just begun!" Han Yuerou replied coldly.

Qiu Wuji was about to answer when he was stopped by a voice.

"Arrogant boy, that's it for you."

"Your Highness the Saint, this kid has hurt my disciple's life, so leave it to me to deal with it!"

The moment Qiu Wuji heard this voice, he quickly retreated.

The next second, Zhang Minghou appeared where Qiu Wuji was standing.

"Haha, the reaction is quite fast."

Zhang Minghou stared at Qiu Wuji with murderous intent in his eyes.

He had just spent a lot of effort to barely save Xiahou Tang's life.

However, even if his disciple wakes up, it is almost as if he is dead.

Because, he has been completely destroyed by Qiu Wuji.

"Old dog, you are really disappointing." Qiu Wuji hugged his arms and laughed.

He practiced Qimen Dunjia, and his body's durability and self-healing ability were extremely powerful.

The minor internal injuries suffered by Zhang Minghou were almost healed now.

Although he is far from Zhang Minghou's opponent, he is not afraid of him either.

With the artifact Chaos Clock, let alone Zhang Minghou, even if Song Hongyan takes action, what will happen?

Qiu Wuji Turtle is in the Chaos Clock, no matter how the other party uses his methods, he can still be at ease.

"Crazy disciple, hurt my disciple's life. Even if you are a disciple of Ziyun Peak, I will kill you on the spot!"

Zhang Minghou said coldly, murderous intent burst out, and spiritual power began to gather in his palms.

"It's just you?!" Qiu Wuji hugged his arms, extremely arrogant.

Swish~!

Just listen, two sounds broke through the air.

Qiu Wuji saw the two people falling in front of him.

This is Bai Xiuxiuhe...that beautiful woman in a plain dress.

It is said that this is the new peak master of Sword Peak, Jiang Lin, who is known as the Sword Immortal.

On the viewing platform in the distance, Bai Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her father taking action, and her expression softened.

"Master Zhang, if you have something to say, is it too much to kill a junior?" Bai Xiuxiu asked.

"Tell me well? If your daughter was almost killed, how could you remain calm?" Zhang Minghou asked.

"Old dog, don't you understand why I killed your disciple?" Qiu Wuji suddenly said.

"Um?"

"You forgot, right? Let me remind you, ten years ago, Zheng Kuo!" Qiu Wuji said again.

"..." Zhang Minghou was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "I don't understand what you are talking about. No matter how you quibble today, you will not escape death!"

"Peak Master Zhang, why don't you just listen to what Qiu Wuji has to say?" Jiang Lin asked.

"Junior, don't think that you can do whatever you want when you take over as the master of Jianfeng. With your strength, you are not qualified to talk to me like this!" Zhang Minghou was already completely anxious.

"Oh, then I can only ask Master Zhang Feng to teach me how to use the sword!"

Jiang Lin said lightly.

A simple purple long sword appeared in her hand, and at the same time a powerful sword intent erupted from her body.

This sword intention is completely natural and has reached perfection.

I simply don’t know how many times stronger than Han Yuerou.

This Jiang Lin is worthy of being the last saint, the strongest genius in Jianfeng!

Her talent, looking at the entire Xuantian Dao Sect's thousands of years of history, would rank among the top five, or even the top three!

"Where are the elders of Baimu Peak?!" Zhang Minghou shouted.

Immediately, three figures landed next to Zhang Minghou.

"Peak Master Zhang, you have to think carefully." Bai Xiuxiu narrowed her eyes.

"Huh, even if I get seriously injured today, you can't stop me!"

Zhang Minghou said with a low growl, his eyes were red, and he was already blinded by anger.

"Okay, then let me see what Baimufeng has accumulated over the years." Bai Xiuxiu said coldly.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

All the disciples in the martial arts arena were stunned.

They didn't expect things to develop to this point.

The peak master of Baimu Peak and three elders with spiritual fetus realm strength faced off against Sword Immortal Jiang Lin and Danfeng Bai Xiuxiu.

Do we really want to start a fight?

All the disciples held their breath and looked at the martial arts stage below.

The atmosphere was so tense that they did not dare to breathe.

Zhang Minghou and the three elders behind him stared at the two people in front of Qiu Wuji, their aura rising steadily.

However, a voice interrupted the momentum of the three people.

"Everyone, have you had enough trouble?"

The sound came from far away, light and hollow.

Before it completely dissipated, a red light fell from the sky.

Song Hongyan, wearing a red dress, spun twice in the air and landed, then floated in the air, looked around indifferently, and finally landed in the center of the martial arts stage.

"See the Empress!"

When everyone saw the empress coming, they all saluted with their hands raised and their voices loud and clear.

The disciples knelt down on one knee, while the peak master and the elders bowed with their hands in hand.

"Just a martial arts competition between the four peaks can create such a big commotion."

"Tell me what's going on." Song Hongyan asked lightly.

"It's the boundless autumn of Ziyun Peak!"

"First he severely injured my youngest disciple Xia Houjie, and then he brutally killed my eldest disciple Xiahou Tang. If I hadn't stopped him in time, Xiahou Tang would have died!"

"This is not over yet, Qiu Wuji is still provoking the saint, and adding bad words to her, it is a crime worthy of death!!" Zhang Minghou said word by word.

Song Hongyan glanced at Xia Houjie. There was nothing serious, but she suffered some internal injuries and passed out.

But Xiahoutang was different. There was a terrifying wound on his waist, which was almost split in two. His Dantian was shattered, his meridians were severed, and he only had one breath left.

"Qiu Wuji, how should you explain?" Song Hongyan's eyes fell on Qiu Wuji.

"Those who kill will always be killed!" Qiu Wuji simply replied.

"How do you say this?" Song Hongyan asked.

"Ten years ago, Xiahou Tang sent Zheng Kuo to ambush and assassinate me in the cemetery. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have been a corpse." Qiu Wuji replied.

"Oh, is there anything else?"

"Fart, empty talk, nonsense!"

"Where's the evidence!" Zhang Minghou yelled angrily.

"This is the token that was seized from Zheng Kuo at that time. Zheng Kuo's death should be recorded in the Punishment Hall. In addition, Liu Yun, a disciple of the Punishment Hall, also knows something about this matter." Qiu Wuji replied. Tao, throw out a token.

Song Hongyan took the token.

"It is indeed the Baimu Peak disciple token."

"Haha, it's just a token. How can I prove it?"

"Old dog, are you stupid? There are many powerful people here, and the sect leader is also present. Isn't it easy to figure something out?" Qiu Wuji laughed.

The stronger the person, the more tricks he has. Even without Zheng Kuo's disciple token, it is still easy to find out whether this matter is true or false.

It just depends on whether they think about it or not.

"Everyone, do you have any ideas?" Song Hongyan asked, and of course she did.

But I said it deliberately because I wanted to see what the other peaks' attitudes were and to determine if there was anything unnecessary going on.

"I'll do it," said the beautiful woman from Baihua Peak.

"What can Junior Sister Qin do?" Song Hongyan asked.

"The charm technique I practice has the effect of absorbing souls. I can easily control people's minds. When I question them, they will subconsciously say that I want to know the news."

"Okay, Qiu Wuji, who do you think it's good to ask?" Song Hongyan looked at Qiu Wuji.

"As his master, Zhang Minghou must know that Xiahou Tang did this, but it is still up to the empress to decide who to ask." Qiu Wuji replied.

"..." Zhang Minghou's expression changed when he saw this.

It's over now. I didn't expect the peak master of Baihua Peak to have such a skill.

"Since Qiu Wuji thinks it was Xiahou Tang who did it, let's ask Xiahou Tang. Junior Sister Qin, I'm sorry to trouble you." Song Hongyan said.

Qin Yun ducked and came to Xiahou Tang's side.

"Wait a minute, my disciple only has one breath left. If you use charm skills rashly, you will kill him!" Zhang Minghou said.

"Don't worry, Peak Master Zhang. My charm technique won't hurt the body, it only affects the soul. Even if he is seriously injured and dying, it can awaken his soul without touching his injuries."

Qin Yun stood beside Xiahou Tang, stretched out her palm, ready to cast a spell.

When Zhang Minghou saw this, he gritted his teeth and immediately said: "That's enough!"

"What happened ten years ago was ordered by Atang!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion.

The disciples who were previously surprised that Qiu Wuji killed him all understood the reason.

"It turned out to be Xiahou Tang's doing!"

"No wonder Qiu Wuji killed him. It turns out that there was a feud between them ten years ago."

"What does this mean? Don't look down on an ordinary person, let alone make enemies with others at will. Maybe they will come back and kill you after they become stronger!"

At this moment, Han Yuerou's face was extremely ugly, and she felt as if she had been slapped invisibly.

"However, Atang didn't want to kill him, he just asked his men to teach him a lesson." Zhang Minghou continued, his momentum gradually weakening, like a defeated rooster.

"Okay, the matter has come to light."

"Xiahoutang secretly killed the disciples of our sect, and it was his own fault that he ended up like this. According to the sect's rules, he abandoned his cultivation and was imprisoned in the Demon Sealed Cave to suppress him forever!!"

"In addition, Baimu Peak advocates that the Ming Dynasty will let the disciples harm their fellow sects and assign them to outside sects. The time limit is fifty years. The position of the leader of Baimu Peak will be re-elected by the elders of Baimu Peak." Song Hongyan announced.

"..." Zhang Minghou clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and glanced at Qiu Wuji.

Today, he admitted defeat!

In public, the empress naturally wanted to give everyone an explanation.

Otherwise, even if he had to be punished, he would not be sent to the outer sect for fifty years.

At most, you will be warned.

"This matter is over, the martial arts competition will continue as usual."

"You guys, go sit on the viewing platform." Song Hongyan looked at Qiu Wuji and Jiang Lin and said.

However, Qiu Wuji turned to look at Han Yuerou on Guantai Mountain and shouted loudly: "Your Highness the Saint, our battle has just begun!"