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"Junior Brother Zhao..."

Zhou Yaoyun frowned. As a servant, how could she watch someone hurt her master?

"Fight if you want. Are we afraid of you?"

Qin Weiler took a step forward and stood side by side with Qin Yu.

It's not like I haven't fought this bastard before. Even after he used the Emperor Wu's Dharma Image, he didn't do anything to his people.

Murong Qingcheng didn't say anything, but just spread out her palms, and the spirit tower, flashing with scorching light, was spinning slightly.

A ruthless person who doesn't talk much doesn't necessarily refer to men.

Don't forget, there is a saying that goes, The mouth of a bamboo snake and the sting of a wasp are not poisonous, but the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart.

Zhao Linfeng's face darkened. Zhou Yaoyun always protected Qin Yu, which made him feel unhappy and aggrieved.

He once suspected that Qin Yu's dual cultivation skills were so powerful that Zhou Yaoyun had become obsessed with him.

In fact, my skills in dual cultivation are not bad, but it’s a pity that I don’t have the opportunity to practice dual cultivation with Zhou Yaoyun.

Zhao Linfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Why, Qin Yu, you are a grown man, but you rely on these women for protection?

Do you dare to challenge me in a one-on-one duel?"

"You are a Jindan-stage cultivator, and my brother is only in the early stage of Wuwang. How dare you challenge me to a duel? Why don't you go punch a kindergarten or kick a nursing home?"

Qin Weiler said bluntly.

Generally speaking, women are better at talking than men.

I understand everything I understand.

Zhao Linfeng's face froze again. Damn, this woman is pretty, but why is she so talkative? She keeps chattering, making it almost impossible for him to stand.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yu patted his sister's shoulder and took a step forward: "Zhao Linfeng, you must think that I, Qin Yu, dare to venture into the secret realm because of these beauties protecting me.

I understand that you are jealous of me.

But I want to tell you that I'm going to beat you up like a stupid dog.

Since you want a hammer, I will grant your wish.

Girl, lend me the pagoda. "

"Yeah, Brother Yu."

Murong Qingcheng gave the spirit tower to Qin Yu.

Zhao Linfeng's eyelids twitched. He couldn't understand where Qin Yu got the confidence to be so arrogant. He even dared to call him a stupid dog.

I can tolerate my uncle, but I can’t tolerate my aunt.

"Don't destroy the buildings here, there's plenty of room outside!"

Qin Yu tilted his head and walked out with big strides.

Outside, there were many warriors, with tattered clothes, bruised faces and noses, who seemed to be fleeing, and had also arrived at the second level.

Seeing Qin Yu and Zhao Linfeng coming out, they seemed to realize something.

Hua Qianyu and Shangguan Nitian, as Zhao Linfeng's comrades-in-arms, also followed out.

Huang Lingtian walked at the back, not too far away, with a dull look in his eyes, but his brain was actually working faster than a computer.

Zhou Yaoyun, Qin Weiler, Murong Qingcheng and several other beauties also came out.

Finally, Duan Yunxie came outside with the blood-stained clothes, wanting to see how powerful Qin Yu was.

After all, the golden fragment was in Qin Weiler's body. If he wanted to get it back, he would definitely have to fight with Qin Yu.

“Zhao Linfeng, if you get beaten later, you won’t ask your imperial bodyguard to take action, right? He’s the Reincarnation Martial Emperor, I really can’t beat him.”

Seeing so many people present, Qin Yu first blocked Zhao Linfeng's retreat with words.

"Humph, if I say one-on-one, then it means one-on-one. The victory or defeat is a matter between the two of us."

Zhao Linfeng put his hands behind his back and said with a proud look.

As a Jindan-stage cultivator, my level of cultivation after transforming into a warrior is almost at the late stage of Martial Saint.

Even with the help of magic weapons, he still can't beat a piece of trash in the early stage of Martial King?

"Okay, everyone, please be a witness. I will challenge Zhao Linfeng in a one-on-one duel. The winner is at his own risk."

Qin Yu clasped his fists and said to the people around him.

"Master Qin, come on."

Many warriors have heard of Qin Yu’s story, which is very inspiring.

It's a typical story of a loser's counterattack, from a delivery man to the leader of the Qingfeng Sect.

If it were a novel, someone would read it.

However, due to Zhao Linfeng's majesty, they could only say "come on!".

"Hmph..."

Zhao Linfeng snorted twice sinisterly, and the storage ring on his finger lit up, and he summoned two magic swords.

One is used for flying under the feet, and the other is used for attacking.

"Zhao Linfeng, you are a Jindan-stage cultivator, and it's not fair for you to fight me, a warrior, one-on-one. If there is no stakes, wouldn't I be at a greater disadvantage?"

Qin Yu glanced at the storage ring on Zhao Linfeng's finger and said.

"What do you want to bet?"

Zhao Linfeng asked with a frown.

"Just your storage ring. It's a rare item in Kunlun Mountain."

Qin Yu said.

"Hmph, you have a big appetite. My storage ring is a high-end item in Wudi City. Since you want to bet, then let's take it as a bet.

But you have no chance of winning.”

Zhao Linfeng agreed and used his storage ring as a bet.

"Then please!"

Qin Yu summoned nine flying swords from his storage ring. They were lined up in a row and floated behind him, flashing a faint golden light.

After the Nine Dragon Sword devoured the Emperor Wu Sword, it was promoted to an immortal weapon.

The attack power increased by more than a little bit.

With the super strong defensive power of the Purple Sun Divine Armor, Qin Yu is confident that he can fight Zhao Linfeng.

"Hmph, let's see what happens!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhao Linfeng would definitely not launch a sneak attack. Instead, he stepped on the flying sword and floated in the air with a whoosh.

The spiritual sword responsible for the attack split into two, two into three, and in the blink of an eye it split into dozens of swords, densely packed, a bit like the Sword Sect's unique skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect.

Wrapped in white light, a rain of swords fell towards Qin Yu.

He knew that the warrior's weakness was that he couldn't fly, so he immediately distanced himself from Qin Yu and chose a long-range attack.

For example, if you hold a kitchen knife, it will be very lethal at close range, but if I hold a gun, I will shoot you from a distance.

The person holding the kitchen knife will definitely suffer.

"Nine Dragon Sword, go ahead and have a good meal."

Qin Yu's body was covered by a faint purple light curtain. With a wave of his hand, nine unruly flying swords flew towards the sword energy in the sky.

It has been a long time since I last had a good meal since I swallowed the Emperor Wu Sword.

At the same time, Qin Yu also controlled the spirit tower, quickly flew into the air, and smashed down towards Zhao Linfeng.

Zhao Linfeng must have a defensive magic weapon, which he used last time, like an umbrella.

After it was expanded, a faint light curtain appeared, like a turtle shell.

Inside the pagoda.

Xiaolong paced back and forth, muttering to himself, "The big boss is fighting with someone. That person is so mean. He's already in the Golden Core stage, but he's bullying the big boss for not awakening. I can't stand it."

The fat pig lying on the ground, gathering his strength, grunted twice before saying, "The boss fell into reincarnation just to break through himself. Let's ignore it for now."

"Okay, Brother Zhu Zhen, you have been with the boss the longest, and you know the boss best."

Xiaolong reached out his hand, broke off a piece from the spiritual vein, and threw it into his mouth like eating crushed ice, and swallowed it into his stomach with a crunch. "It feels so good. The boss is so generous. He has an entire spiritual vein. It's enough for me to eat for a long time."

"Uh...you little loser, you ate the boss's spiritual vein. The boss will definitely beat you up."

Zhu Zhen was speechless.

Outside the pagoda.

Zhao Linfeng held up an umbrella, half-closed his eyes, and was in a stalemate with the spirit tower that fell from the sky.

Don’t underestimate this small umbrella, it can actually support a pagoda that is dozens of meters high.

The Nine Dragon Sword quickly devoured Zhao Linfeng's spiritual sword and merged together to become a giant sword as wide as a door panel and dozens of meters long.

The Nine Dragon Sword is a fusion of the Martial Emperor Sword, and it certainly possesses some of the Martial Emperor Sword's characteristics.

"Fuck..."

The warriors who were watching the fun widened their eyes. It was the first time they had seen such a huge flying sword.

There was also a hint of solemnity in Zhao Linfeng's eyes. Qin Yu's weapon could actually replicate the Emperor Wu's Sword.

If it also had the power of the Emperor Wu Sword, that would be terrible.