Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 2076 Huang Qitian

Liu Wuxie had already spared his life, who would have thought that taking advantage of the moment Liu Wuxie closed his move, he would make a bold move.

The terrifying killing intent transformed into a golden sword, which enveloped Liu Wuxie's body.

It's too late to react, Liu Wuxie is now in a situation where the old power has not been lost, and the new power has not been born, and it happens to be stuck in the middle area.

The man in golden clothes obviously also took a fancy to this point, first conceded defeat, and then took advantage of Liu Wuxie's unpreparedness, and carried out a fatal blow.

"Things like rubbish, do you think you can kill me with a sneak attack?"

There was no fluctuation on Liu Wuxie's face, and he didn't even perform any moves. With a touch of his right hand, a dark green Xuanyin magic needle shuttled through the space.

The sword of the man in golden clothes is fast, and Liu Wuxie's Xuanyin needle is even faster.

In a thousandth of an instant, the Xuanyin needle pierced through the sword of the man in gold.

"Crack!"

The sword gang was torn apart, and a hole was pierced by the Xuanyin needle.

The Xuanyin magic needle didn't stop, it flew out from the opening, and went straight into the right eye of the man in gold.

"what!"

The man in gold uttered a scream of pain, his defensive cover was useless, and he was easily pierced by the Xuanyin needle.

There was tearing pain from the soul sea, and the Xuanyin needle entered his soul sea and pierced into the primordial spirit.

Liu Wuxie didn't even give him the chance to be reincarnated, and even destroyed the primordial spirit.

The screams lasted for three breaths, and the man in the golden coat fell to the ground completely, dying beyond breath.

This time Liu Wuxie took advantage of the fact that the arena hadn't absorbed it yet, and sacrificed the Heaven Swallowing God Cauldron ahead of time, and swallowed the man's body into it.

The power of Eternal God Fist gradually disappeared, and Liu Wuxie's face returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"There is still the sword of soul left, I don't know how effective it will be."

Liu Wuxie has already fought four times in a row, and even the peak Golden Wonderland is no match for him, so he has basically figured out his own fighting power.

He has no plans to go to the elite disciple area for the time being, and he is not afraid to meet a low-level Da Luo Jinxian. If he meets a peak Da Luo Jinxian, going is tantamount to death.

Besides, he is an outer disciple, and entering the area of ​​inner disciples is already the limit, and he can't enter the area of ​​elite disciples at all.

There are many disciples gathered in the Shenshen Peak, and they gradually gathered. After their investigation, it is most likely that Liu Wuxie is in the Immortal Art Palace.

Other areas have been checked by people, and there is no such person as Liu Wuxie.

Due to the particularity of the Immortal Art Palace, they were unable to check it and had to stay outside.

After waiting for about Mozhan tea time, the space fluctuated, and another monk landed in front of Liu Wuxie.

Judging from his stature, the monk who fell down was not young, and looked rather bloated.

There are some inner sect disciples in Baguio Palace who are already 80 or 80 years old. Although [-] years old is still very young in the fairyland, they are still stuck in the golden fairyland at this age, and there is basically no hope of breaking through to Da Luo Jinxian.

The man has a mask with green face and fangs on his face, which seems to hide his inner fear intentionally, so he chooses a mask that looks more ferocious to create some psychological pressure on the opponent.

"Are you an outer disciple?"

Through the mask, Liu Wuxie could clearly see the man's eyes. Just as he guessed, the man's eyes were dodging, lacking that firmness.

Something must have happened to this person to cause him to become what he is now.

"Yes!"

Liu Wuxie nodded.

"Can you let me win one game, as long as I win one game, I won't hurt you."

The man's tone was almost begging, and he was only at the third level of the Golden Immortal, so Liu Wuxie was very puzzled when he said these words out of nowhere.

It stands to reason that he is at the third level of the Golden Immortal, and he is only at the first level of the Immortal. His cultivation is completely crushing himself, why do you say that?

"Can you tell me why?"

Liu Wuxie was not in a hurry to make a move. He had achieved his goal of cultivating immortal arts. Except for the sword of soul, all other immortal arts were revealed.

The Soul Sword is too powerful, once it strikes, it will definitely kill the opponent. The man in front of him has no murderous aura, and even acts very cowardly. How could Liu Wuxie kill him.

"Ugh……"

The bloated man sighed deeply, and took off the mask on his face. His face was covered with bruises, and there was a black circle around his right eye, which was the mark left by someone punching him.

The face is relatively simple and honest, not like that kind of treacherous person.

"What happened to the wound on your face?"

Liu Wuxie didn't want to meddle in other people's business, and the other party had nothing to do with her, she just asked out of politeness.

"It's hard to say, I can feel that you are a good person, exuding a faint sense of righteousness, that's why I dare to tell you like this, I hope you can fulfill me."

Judging from his bones, the man is over 70 years old, he must have joined Baguio Palace for some years, and he is still an inner disciple. It is estimated that he has been ridiculed for many years.

After Liu Wuxie refined the Grand Virtue Qi, he really benefited a lot. As a result, his body often overflowed with Grand Virtue Qi. Standing beside him, he couldn't help admiring him.

Admitting defeat means that Liu Wuxie will give up her cultivation in the Immortal Art Palace and leave here.

For now, Liu Wuxie hasn't planned to give up yet, and there is no harm in tempering it a bit more.

"Sorry, I can't promise you."

Liu Wuxie shook her head and refused. He is not a saint, and he can't control the lives of others. It's not that he is ruthless, this is the cultivation world.

Hearing Liu Wuxie's answer, a look of pain flashed across the bloated man's face, so he had no choice but to keep wearing the mask.

After putting on the mask, the bloated man slowly drew out a long sword. Since Liu Wuxie refused to agree, he could only see the truth under his hand.

Liu Wuxie didn't draw out the blood-drinking knife, didn't sacrifice the Eternal God Fist, and didn't sacrifice the Five Elements Mahamudra, but stood there quietly.

"brush!"

The man stabbed Liu Wuxie with a sword, but the speed was very fast.

In the eyes of Liu Wuxie, the Golden Immortal Triple Stage is not even an ant.

With a flick of footsteps, Liu Wuxie dodged lightly, and the man's sword missed.

The bloated man was not discouraged, and stabbed Liu Wuxie sideways with another sword.

His bloated body caused his speed to be far inferior to normal people. He seemed to be at the third level of the Golden Immortal, and his combat power was comparable to that of the first level of the Golden Immortal.

After stabbing several swords again and again, Liu Wuxie avoided it easily, but the man was tired and out of breath.

Liu Wuxie didn't want to get entangled with him any longer, so he punched the man on the left shoulder, and the man's body flew upside down, and landed lightly on a corner of the ring, without hurting the killer.

"you lose!"

Liu Wuxie ended the battle.

With a look of desolation on his face, the bloated man picked up the long sword that had fallen on the ground, and dragged his tired body towards the outside of the arena.

It wasn't until the man completely disappeared that Liu Wuxie's brows relaxed.

After the fifth round, Liu Wuxie's interest has dropped, and she has no interest in the next battle.

Another ten breaths passed, and a Golden Immortal Yachong appeared in front of Liu Wuxie.

After some fighting, Liu Wuxie slapped him flying with his five-element big handprint.

"Probably no Ninth Level of Golden Immortal came in." Liu Wuxie waited for a long time, most of them were Sixth or Seventh Level of Golden Immortal, they couldn't achieve the effect of sharpening, so they had to withdraw from the ring.

Go back to the room, take off the mask, put it back to the original place, put on the clothes of the outer disciples, and walk out of the room.

Walking out of the Immortal Art Palace, in the afternoon, Liu Wuxie actually spent nearly a day in the Immortal Art Palace.

"I just said that he is a waste, and he was defeated before it was time for a cup of tea."

Just as Liu Wuxie stepped out of the gate, there were bursts of mocking laughter not far away.

In the blue area, many monks gathered, and they formed a circle, seeming to be laughing at something.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sounds of fists and feet came from the circle, and then a bloated figure was kicked away and fell directly outside the circle.

Liu Wuxie was about to leave with the idea of ​​not having much to do, he was not in the habit of watching the excitement.

A figure just hit Liu Wuxie, forcing him to take a step back.

"boom!"

Liu Wuxie took three steps back, and the flying figure smashed hard in front of him, rolling up a thick layer of dust.

The blood stained the ground, and the man who fell wailed in pain. Several bones in his body were broken.

Relying on the Golden Immortal triple realm, with rough skin and thick flesh, he would have been beaten to death long ago in other fairy realms.

The onlookers gathered one after another and surrounded the bloated man again, showing ugly faces one by one.

"Huang Qitian, hurry up and get out of the inner door, don't stay here and waste resources, and don't look at how old you are."

All kinds of sarcasm, like dense raindrops, hit the man on the ground.

The bloated man sat up with difficulty, facing Liu Wuxie.

Seeing his face, a strange look flashed across Liu Wuxie's face, wasn't this the man who made him admit defeat.

"Don't deceive people too much, I have already promised you, and opened the life and death mode."

Huang Qitian stood up with difficulty, covering his chest with his right hand. Three sections of his left rib were broken. The intense pain distorted the expression on his face, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Have you defeated your opponent?" The man who spoke just now sneered again: "We made it very clear that as long as you can kill your opponent and come out with his head in your hand, we will definitely not bully you in the future."

After the man finished speaking, bursts of laughter came from all around.

"Why bother talking nonsense with him, this kind of waste staying in the inner door is not only a waste of resources, but also a waste of food. Since he refuses to get out of the inner door, let's throw him out so that he won't be an eyesore if he stays here."

The surrounding disciples pointed and pointed, and after speaking, they wanted to throw Huang Qitian out of the Shenshen Peak.

Many disciples, unable to break through to the first level of cultivation for decades, can only choose to leave and return to the family, or do some low-level work in Baguio Palace.

It is really rare for Huang Qitian to remain in the inner sect for five or sixty years without breaking through his cultivation.

As soon as the words fell, someone made a move, intending to lift Huang Qitian up and throw him off the Lianshen Peak.

Huang Qitian was beside Liu Wuxie, he didn't know Liu Wuxie, when the two met, Liu Wuxie was wearing a mask.

It may be an instinctive reaction, facing those demons, Huang Qitian's body instinctively moved closer to Liu Wuxie.

"Where did the outer disciples come from, get out of here quickly, don't you see that this is the inner disciple area?"

Liu Wuxie was dressed in the clothes of the outer disciples, which was very eye-catching.

After speaking, one hand grabbed Liu Wuxie's neck, intending to throw him and Huang Qitian out of this place.