Fantasy: Opportunity Radar, Great Emperor-Level Opportunities Everywhere

A few days after Ji Yuan left Spirit Sword Sect.

"Elder, there is news from Senior Brother Wu Feng."

Elder Lin was resting in the hall when the fat-faced disciple led by Ji Yuan ran in.

"What did this crazy boy Wu Feng say?"

Elder Lin opened his eyes and asked helplessly.

Wu Feng, a true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, ranked 147th on the Hidden Dragon List, Spirit Sea Realm Sixth Layer, 30% Sword Intent.

Among all the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect, he is the second most powerful genius.

The fat-faced disciple gasped and said: "Wu...Senior Brother Wu Feng said he won't come back yet."

"Nonsense!" Elder Lin frowned immediately.

"Where did he go to find someone to fight with?"

Among all the disciples, Wu Feng was the one who gave him the most headache.

This kid is a fighting maniac. He is either fighting with others or on the way to fight with others.

When he was weak before, he was still struggling with the Spirit Sword Sect, causing a group of disciples to avoid him when they saw him.

Moreover, it is very unreasonable. If you say you want to fight someone, you will do it the next moment, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not.

Ever since Wu Feng broke through the Spirit Sea Realm, he started running down the mountain.

He has been missing for many years, but now, he still hasn’t come back.

In a few days, the three sects will be ready to open the Secret Realm.

The fat-faced disciple replied: "Senior Brother Wu Feng said in the letter that he was going to come back, but on the way he learned that there was an Independent Cultivator who killed their Spirit Sword Sect disciples, and said that he was going to avenge the two junior brothers."

"Humph." Elder Lin snorted softly, "The words are better than the songs. It is clear that I am happy to see you."

Just after he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something.

He quickly asked: "Did Wu Feng say where he was going?"

"Qinghai City."

Upon hearing these three words, Elder Lin's expression suddenly froze.

The Independent Cultivator he asked Ji Yuan to kill was in Qinghai City.

They won't collide...

When I think of Wu Feng's martial-arts-like character who fights every time he sees someone, and then think of Ji Yuan's strength...

Elder Lin couldn't sit still.

There is a total difference of five small realms between these two people!

This huge disparity in realm is beyond what Ji Yuan and Situ Lin could compare to before.

What should Wu Feng do if he accidentally beats Ji Yuan to death?

"Damn it, this bastard, I must give him a spanking."

Elder Lin cursed and walked out of the elder hall, turned into a stream of light and shot towards Qinghai City.

...

Qinghai City.

The second floor of a restaurant that only entertains monks.

A middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes, smelling of blood, was sitting in the corner drinking.

He unscrupulously exudes the pressure of the Spirit Sea Realm Sixth Layer.

It made the other monks at the drinking table difficult to breathe.

The middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes is named Duan Renying, who is the goal of Ji Yuan's trip.

"Tao... Fellow Daoist..."

At this time, a fat man walked over cautiously.

This fat man is the owner of the restaurant, the Spirit Sea Realm Second Layer monk.

On weekdays, he is a monk who hangs out in restaurants, and he is a man in the Innate Realm.

With his Spirit Sea Realm Second Layer cultivation, he is enough to suppress all troubles.

But today is different.

The aura exuding from the blood-clothed middle-aged man in front of him made him shudder.

It doesn't look easy to mess with.

But how can he open the door and do business like this?

Therefore, the fat shopkeeper could only step forward to dissuade him.

Unexpectedly, he had just approached and before he could finish speaking, he was forcibly interrupted by the middle-aged man in blood.

Duan Renying showed disdain: "Fellow Daoist? Who are you, and you dare to call me Fellow Daoist?"

The fat shopkeeper's expression suddenly turned ugly.

But the next moment, his expression became horrified.

After Duan Renying finished speaking, he slapped her directly.

The fat shopkeeper didn't even have time to resist, and was sent flying straight away, smashing into a wall of wine and bleeding from his mouth.

"Humph." Duan Renying snorted coldly, then sat back down at the wine table and continued drinking.

The fat shopkeeper got up from the ground with a pale face. He didn't dare to say anything more, not even a harsh word.

Just as he was about to walk back to the first floor, Duan Renying stopped him directly.

"What...what's the matter..." The fat shopkeeper forced out an ugly smile.

Duan Renying pointed at the empty wine glass and looked at the fat shopkeeper and said with a joking expression.

"Come here and pour me a drink!"

As soon as these words came out, the fat shopkeeper's face suddenly turned pale and he clenched his fists tightly.

humiliation!

Naked humiliation!

Even a group of drinkers showed their unbearable expressions, but they were not even in the Spirit Sea Realm, so how could they dare to say anything out loud.

He was afraid of being beaten to death on the spot with a slap.

"Why don't you come over?"

Duan Renying knocked on the table slowly and deliberately showed a surprised look on his face.

"Is it possible...do you still want me to come over and invite you?"

After saying that, he once again burst out with the power of the Spirit Sea Realm Sixth Layer, and his threat was undisguised.

Just as the fat shopkeeper dragged his shaky figure towards the wine table.

The stairs on the second floor.

A tall young man with extraordinary momentum walked up.

He glanced at the situation on the field and frowned.

But he didn’t know the ins and outs, and he didn’t mean to meddle in other people’s affairs.

He held up a scroll in his hand.

"Everyone, look over here. Have you seen this person before?"

Everyone looked over subconsciously.

Everyone was stunned when they saw that the portrait on the scroll was that of the middle-aged man in blood.

At this time, Duan Renying, who was eating vegetables, looked up and found that the portrait was of him, and he was immediately happy: "It's me, kid, what's wrong?"

The tall young man raised his eyebrows and walked towards Duan Renying.

The owner of the restaurant quickly moved out of the way and looked at the tall young man. He felt that he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

The tall young man came to the wine table, looked Duan Renying up and down, and frowned.

"Are you Duan Renying?"

Duan Ren looked at the tall young man in front of him with a joking expression and replied lazily.

"Exactly."

The tall young man's brows suddenly frowned. He looked at Duan Renying again, and then there was a heavy look of disappointment on his face.

"To be so weak... Are you a waste worthy enough for me, Wu Feng, to go there myself?!"

Upon hearing the words Wu Feng, everyone in the audience, including Duan Renying, was obviously stunned.

"I remembered!" The shopkeeper Fatty suddenly let out a low cry: "Wu Feng, isn't this Spirit Sword Sect Wu Feng, who is ranked 147th on the Hidden Dragon List!?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.

Duan Renying's expression changed drastically, and in the next moment he struck Wu Feng with all his strength without hesitation.

But then, a sword light flashed.

Duan Renying's palm was cut off directly.

"Ah!" Duan Renying screamed, jumped out of the restaurant and ran away with a look of horror.

At this time, Wu Feng held out his sword again with an expressionless expression.

But Duan Renying's speed suddenly accelerated, causing the sword to be empty.

"Huh? His body skills are pretty good." Wu Feng let out a light sigh and chased after him.

When everyone in the restaurant saw this scene, they looked so excited that they quickly followed him without even drinking.

Even the fat shopkeeper didn't even care about the restaurant. His eyes flashed with the pleasure of revenge and he chased after him without hesitation.

at the same time.

At the gate of Qinghai City, a handsome young man walked into the gate.

At a glance, I saw the chaotic scene in the city.

A tall young man was chasing a middle-aged man in blood.

The middle-aged man in blood-clothed clothes was running away towards the city entrance in embarrassment.

"Get out of my way!"

At this time, Duan Renying rushed over and saw a stupid young man standing at the entrance of the city. He slapped him without thinking.

Duan Renying's palm had just struck out when he heard the young man's whisper in front of him.

"I was lucky, I met him as soon as I came here."

The next moment, a sword light lit up like a thunderous thunder.

Duan Renying's head flew high into the sky, and the headless corpse kept running forward for a few steps before falling to the ground.

The head fell to the ground, and the image of the handsome young man slowly sheathing his sword was reflected in the pupils that still had a touch of cruelty.

Everyone who was chasing after him was stunned when they saw this scene.