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

When Li Meng heard this, he was stunned for a moment and sneered, "Boy, don't be so shameless!"

"The spirit stones are here, come and get them yourself." Qiu Wuji stretched out his palm, and several shiny spirit stones appeared in his hands.

"You kid... are very good. I originally wanted to let you go after today, but I didn't expect you to be so disrespectful. It seems you have hidden a lot of spiritual stones."

"There is indeed a lot hidden, but I don't know if Senior Brother Li has the ability to get it?" Qiu Wuji asked.

"You have taken the courage of a bear and a leopard today. You dare to disobey me. Junior Brother Wang, teach him the rules!" Li Meng ordered.

"Okay Senior Brother Li, maybe I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time."

Wang Long twisted his neck, and waves of spiritual power gradually filled his body.

"Bring it to you!"

Wang Long walked up to Qiu Wuji, stretched out his hand, and quickly grabbed the spirit stone in Qiu Wuji's hand.

But Qiu Wuji flashed slightly, causing him to miss.

Wang Long was stunned for a moment, but still kept waving and grabbing.

"With this little ability, you still want to steal my spiritual stone."

Qiu Wuji chuckled, turned around and swept out his leg.

This whip leg was powerful and heavy, like an iron whip being thrown out, causing a gust of wind to roar.

Seeing this, Wang Lung hurriedly turned around and crossed his arms.

Bang~!

With a muffled sound, Wang Long slid back three or four meters before stopping.

He shook his numb arm, his eyes full of surprise.

Qiu Wuji is just a body cultivator from the outer sect. No matter how talented he is, his combat power is only at the Aperture Realm. How can he have such great power.

You know, he is now at the early stage of the Sea Transformation Realm!

Even at the same level, a Qi-refining warrior who is good at body-refining may not be able to push himself back so far with one blow.

Because he also often practices body-refining techniques to temper his body.

"Only in this case, I suggest you return the spiritual stones that I collected some time ago as soon as possible, otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Qiu Wuji laughed while playing with the spirit stone in his hand.

Li Meng and Wang Long acted arrogantly, so now he would be even more arrogant and arrogant than the other party.

"What's going on with you?" Li Meng frowned and asked.

"He is a physical practitioner, and his strength is a bit surprising. I was careless, but don't worry, Senior Brother Li, I will defeat him in three moves!" Wang Long replied, then clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

"Qiu Wuji, today I will show you the gap between the disciples of the outer sect and the disciples of the inner sect!"

Wang Long condensed earth-yellow spiritual power in his palms, exerted force under his feet, and rushed towards Qiu Wuji.

"Very good. I also want to see how much you, the disciples of the Punishment Hall, are worth. Do you dare to use your power for personal gain and act tyrannically here?"

Qiu Wuji put away his spiritual power and his eyes became sharp. He looked at Wang Long who was charging towards him, turned his fist into a palm, and slammed it out.

"If you dare to directly receive my spiritual attack with your fists, you are looking for death!"

"Look at my punch that completely destroyed your arm!" Wang Long saw this and laughed at Qiu Wuji's arrogance and ignorance.

Bang~!

Their fists collided.

Qiu Wuji had no spiritual power, so he blocked Wang Long's fist mixed with ferocious spiritual power with his physical body alone, which made his face look unbelievable.

"How can you, a physical practitioner, resist my spiritual attack with your flesh and blood body?"

"What, do you think physical training is weak?"

Qiu Wuji sneered, and a powerful force erupted from his fist, knocking Wang Long back.

Wang Long stumbled and took several steps back.

Before he could stabilize his body, he saw Qiu Wuji charging towards him again, as fast as a tiger charging at full strength.

"Looking for death, Turtle Shield!"

Wang Long finally recited the spiritual mantra silently, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and quickly formed seals with his hands.

I saw that the yellow-brown spiritual power quickly condensed in front of it, forming a huge turtle shell.

This is his body protection spiritual method, reaching Xuan level!

"Turtle shell?"

Qiu Wuji snorted coldly when he saw this, the energy and blood in his body boiled, and the power gathered in his right fist. This punch was even harder than before.

boom!

His fist hit the turtle shell, and spiritual light overflowed. Wang Long was dragged backwards by the huge force.

Click~

A slight sound came out, and a crack opened in the turtle shell under Qiu Wuji's fist, and the crack spread like a spider web.

In just a few breaths, the turtle shell formed by spiritual power completely shattered and turned into auras that filled the sky.

Wang Long stabilized his body, raised his head and saw Qiu Wuji running towards him from the spiritual light.

"Yellow level advanced spiritual technique, fireball technique!"

Wang Long mobilized his spiritual power again, gathered a huge fireball in his palm, and threw it towards Qiu Wuji.

"Too weak!" Qiu Wuji ruthlessly mocked.

He formed his hands into claws, inserted them directly into the fireball, and then pulled hard, tearing the huge fireball apart!

However, he did not suffer any burns, just some burning sensation.

"How is that possible!" Wang Long was extremely surprised.

But he didn't lose, he still had tricks up his sleeve.

"Bang Fist!" Wang Long clenched his fist.

He concentrated all his power on his fist, and encouraged the spiritual energy in his body to attach to it, making it even more powerful.

He was also promoted from the outer sect and had practiced Bengquan, the top-grade martial arts of the outer sect.

Although it has not reached the level of condensing internal energy, it is also a powerful attack method when combined with spiritual power.

"Bengquan? You are using a big sword in front of Guan Gong!"

Qiu Wuji did not dodge, and swung out his right palm to meet Wang Long's fist.

Boom~!

There was a muffled sound, and the spiritual power fluctuations spread out, blowing Qiu Wuji's hair.

"Sea Transformation Realm, is this it?" Qiu Wuji snorted coldly and exerted some force on his palms.

The difference in physical quality and strength between the two is too big, even if the other party is a Dharma cultivator and has the blessing of spiritual power, it will not help.

The ancient body-refining method, Qimen Dunjia, is indeed powerful.

Of course, all this is still thanks to Qiu Wuji's hard training.

"You trash, let me go!" Wang Long was anxious.

He wanted to withdraw his fist, but found that Qiu Wuji's palm was like a pliers, blocking him tightly and unable to break free no matter what.

"You used this hand to collect my spirit stones before, right?"

"Now, it's useless!"

As soon as Qiu Wuji finished speaking, he exerted force with his palm, crushing Wang Long's finger bones and breaking his wrist into several pieces.

"Ah~!" Wang Long screamed.

Qiu Wuji released his palm, stepped forward and kicked Wang Long away.

"Qiu Wuji, you dare to take action against the disciples of the Punishment Hall, I think you are impatient with life!"

Seeing that Wang Long was defeated by Qiu Wuji, Li Meng decided to teach Wang Long a lesson himself.

He is different from Wang Long. Wang Long was promoted from the outer sect and entered the sea realm not long ago. He joined the Punishment Hall not long ago, so his strength is naturally not good.

And he has been a disciple of the Xuantian Dao Sect from the very beginning, and he has a good talent for cultivation.

He is now at the late stage of the Sea Transformation Realm and has rich combat experience, which is not comparable to a dabbler like Wang Long.

"Trash."

Li Meng couldn't help but cursed when he saw Wang Long's miserable look.

He had long said that the disciples of the outer sect were not good enough in terms of strength and talent, and it would only be embarrassing to join them in the Punishment Hall.

Fight, fight!

Seeing this, Qiu Wuji clapped his hands to stir up the atmosphere, preparing to eat melon and watch the show.

"Boy, you hide it very deep, but just like this, it can't be the capital of your arrogance."

Li Meng didn't use Qiu Wuji's aggressive tactics, but said with a sneer.

"Jijiwaiwai, there is so much nonsense, just like a girl."

"If you want to fight, attack from the front!" Qiu Wuji said loudly.

"I think you are tired of living. Today I will cripple your hands and feet to show the power of the Punishment Hall!"

When Li Meng heard this, anger surged in his heart.

He shouted violently, and his body erupted with spiritual power fluctuations that were many times stronger than Wang Long.

"Is it the late stage of sea transformation?"

Qiu Wuji narrowed his eyes, and his fighting spirit soared in his heart. He just wanted to take this opportunity to test the results of his cultivation in the past half month.

The battle between the two sides made a lot of noise, and many disciples heard the noise and rushed over.

Seeing that it was Wang Longhou who fell to the ground, everyone looked surprised.

"That's Wang Lung?!"

"Yes, his hand is broken, it's so tragic!"

"He deserves it, he bullies us every day, now he's on the receiving end!"

Li Meng looked at more and more people around him, all of them disciples who had been punished here.

Fortunately, taking advantage of today's opportunity, he must teach Qiu Wuji a painful lesson to serve as a warning to others!