Wu Qi Lingtian

"Wei Hong, the eighteen young masters of my Phantom Sect will be looking for you. I hope you will accept the challenge on behalf of the Wuqi Continent."

The Illusion Sect, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly issued a statement. Eighteen masters of the younger generation, what does this represent? It is conceivable that the eighteen half-step monarch-level cultivation bases even include monarch-level cultivation bases. The young master will gradually look for Wei Hong.

"The Phantom Sect's background is indeed quite powerful. It is said that each of the eighteen young masters is not a proud son of heaven, but has great luck. It is said that the Phantom Sect has been training them in the realm of chaos. In the trial after two years, she shined brilliantly, but this time, she came out directly ahead of schedule.

"This time, Wei Hong must not stay. Who doesn't know that Wuqi Continent is a low-level domain group, and if Wei Hong is allowed to leave safely, I am afraid that the three major forces in Tianfeng Continent will really be slapped in the face. .”

"That's right, and the strong men of the older generation are not yet able to make a move, otherwise, this will only fall into the hands of others."

"Thinking about it, it's exciting. Could it be that our young generation of strong men from the Tianfeng Continent will enter the WTO early?"

Accompanied by the voice of the Phantom Sect, the entire Tianfeng Continent completely boiled, and everyone showed excitement. They wanted to see what Wei Hong would do. After all, each of these eighteen strong men , are giants.

"Hey, this time, I heard that the eighteen masters did not come out at the same time, but fought on their own. This is almost equivalent to an experience of the Mirage Sect. Let's see who can find Wei Hong first."

And just when everyone was immersed in this news and hadn't fully recovered, another heavy news rang out again on the second day. [

"Wei Hong is nothing more than a piece of rubbish. Relying on the Heavenly Tribulation, I said cruelly, I, Shen Qiuyue, from the Sword Spirit Sect, will kill him personally."

Shen Qiuyue, the arrogant of the younger generation, broke through the Sword Spirit Gate, made a name for herself, and quietly descended the mountain.

"I'm so surprised that even Shen Qiuyue went down the mountain. This time, Wei Hong must be suspicious."

"That's right, Shen Qiuyue is one of the top five masters among the young generation of Sword Spirit Sect. She is even a master of both swords and knives. I heard that three years ago, she had already broken through to the monarch level. Killing Wei Hong, I'm afraid it will Effortless."

"That's right, four years ago, when Shen Qiuyue was only at the ninth level of the imperial level, she once went west with a single sword and beheaded four demons with a half-step monarch-level cultivation. Now, she has reached the monarch-level cultivation, This Wei Hong is only a half-step monarch-level cultivation base, so how could he be her opponent."

The entire Tianfeng Continent was completely boiling, and almost all the people were not optimistic about Wei Hong, and even some people.He even made a secret bet that he would kill Wei Hong first, but at this moment, it was Dao Zong who also issued a statement.

"Since it's all like this, then I, Qin Batian, will also join in the fun, but if Wei Hong can block my three moves, I will let him go."

After Qin Batian of the Sword Sect also issued a statement, before everyone had time to discuss it, a series of statements rang out.

"Haha. I, the Great Zhao Empire, and Lu Dingyuan are also here to join in the fun. Ten moves. If Wei Hong can't be killed by ten moves, I will leave directly."

"My Bijian Villa, Shao Yunke, would also like to have a meeting with Wei Hong, but I must take his head as a memorial to the blood-drinking sword in my hand."

"I, Ximen Qing, would also like to fight this Wei Hong. I hope he won't let me down."

"If Wei Hong is not timid, I, Zhu Gang, would also like to fight against him. I just hope that his sword will not let me down."

As if it was a competition, one after another the warriors fought, as if it was contagious. At this moment, all the disciples of the younger generation no longer regarded Wei Hong as a god of killing, and even wanted to kill Wei Hong before him. Prove yourself.

"Wei Hong can be proud of being able to attract many geniuses to be born."[

"That's right, although I'm afraid he can't be the opponent of these geniuses, but he is enough to make a name for himself in the Tianfeng Continent."

"It's been six days, and this Wei Hong seems to have disappeared, and he didn't even respond to the challenge. Could it be that he is timid?"

Six days passed quietly, however, Wei Hong seemed to have disappeared, without any trace at all, even as if he had disappeared out of thin air, and some powerful people tried to detect him, but they couldn't move, so , everyone has to think that Wei Hong is afraid

"Do you think the guy who can destroy the three sects will be timid? From my point of view, I'm afraid he is waiting." An old man heard the news from the crowd, but he said coldly and said disdainfully.

"Wait? What are you waiting for? Could it be that Wei Hong was injured?"

"That's right, he should defeat them one by one now, otherwise, when all these people come, how can Wei Hongke have a chance of survival?"

"That's right. Although these people have agreed to challenge Wei Hong one-on-one, they can still kill Wei Hong by standing on wheels."

In the restaurant, the old man drank a cup of tea lightly, and murmured: "The boy is overcast. If you look at the photo of him destroying the divine fortune gate, you may understand that he is waiting for an opportunity."

Not to mention the many discussions among the crowd, Wei Hong is walking on a slightly quiet ancient road at this time, surrounded by golden straw, blowing in the wind, and the sky is gray. Covered by the fog, Wei Hong walked extremely slowly with the golden knife on his back, as if he didn't take a step.

During these six days, Wei Hong was actually waiting. However, he was not waiting for an opportunity, but for someone. Wei Hong, who has survived the catastrophe, can be said to be quite terrifying in his cultivation, reaching the level of the half-step king. With a super cultivation base, Wei Hong felt that his cultivation base had made a qualitative leap, but in the face of successive masters, Wei Hong did not dare to be careless, especially when he learned of this from Ling Miaoke. The strength of the so-called eighteen masters, Wei Hong also showed a dignified look.

However, Wei Hong is not afraid, but excited, excited, he has just broken through, and now his cultivation has stabilized at the half-step monarch level, and since Wei Hong does not know his true strength, he naturally needs to find a weaker one. people try their hand.

And Wei Hong was here alone to wait for such a trainer. When he looked at the figure galloping in the distance, there was a smile in his eyes, and he murmured: "Here we come."

I could only see a small black dot in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, he came in front of Wei Hong. The one who walked in front of him was a slightly muscular burly man. The golden straw, with a handsome figure, floated towards her.

The man in front of him is not very old, even a little younger than Wei Hong's age, but his skin is golden and copper-colored, as if emitting a bright golden light, and his strange purple hair makes people feel He shuddered, especially the look in his eyes, which was a look of confidence and arrogance.

However, when Wei Hong was looking at the man, the man's eyes suddenly burst out with bright golden light. The golden light seemed to envelop Wei Hong in a huge golden net, and said lightly: " Wei Hong, it turned out to be you."

Even if he was surprised, even if he was shocked, he was still so calm, with a kind of confidence in controlling everything in his hands, his whole body was like a peerless sword drawn out of its sheath, and he looked at Wei Hong coldly.

"I've been waiting for you for six days." Wei Hong also looked a little indifferent, but his eyes were serious. He actually felt a little danger from the man in front of him. Be careful.

"Wait for me? I was about to find you, but you came to the door automatically. Could it be that you are here to die?" The man's eyes showed a hint of playfulness, and he said lightly.

"Yes, I'll send you on your way. Your remaining seventeen fellow disciples will reunite with you later.!" Wei Hong said seriously.

"Okay, very good. The information only says that you are arrogant, but it didn't say that you are so arrogant. I hope that your strength will be directly proportional to your arrogance." Hearing Wei Hong's words, the man's eyes were quiet Condensed into a ray of anger, he laughed back from his anger, and shouted coldly.

"Sign up, after all, you are the first opponent I want to kill."

Wei Hong held the golden silk knife in his hand, stepped forward with one step, and shouted in a deep voice with high fighting spirit.

"Fang Ling." The man also stepped forward, his long hair dancing like a group of demons dancing wildly, and his body exuded a powerful aura, like a waking warrior.

"That's right, it's interesting in this way. I hope you can block my three moves, otherwise, it would be too interesting."

Feeling the aura of the man, Wei Hong nodded lightly and said.

"What a big tone, do you think that my [-] masters of the Illusion Sect are just for show? This time, I'll do it all. It's just a matter of killing you." Hearing Wei Hong's words, Fang Ling's eyes revealed a hint of sarcasm. He drank lightly.

"Really? Let me show you what kind of abilities you, the No.15 phantom master, have."

Wei Hong shook his head slightly, his figure also moved quickly, and he came directly in front of Fang Ling in a few steps, and punched him, and with the punch, the whole sky was stirred and rolled.

boom!

What surprised Wei Hong was that Fang Ling didn't dodge at all, but directly confronted him. Feeling Fang Ling's arrogance, Wei Hong's right hand suddenly exerted force again, and the strength increased in a moment. Thirty percent.

puff!

Without any meaning, Fang Ling was directly blasted away by Wei Hong's punch, vomiting blood, and retreated. However, Fang Ling was not a little frustrated or angry, but laughed loudly: "Your physical body is really powerful. In this way, I will use your strength to let me go one step further."

Swish!

Fang Ling laughed loudly, and the whole person stepped forward. The ground rumbled like an earthquake, but Fang Ling's right hand was a condensed fist light, which turned into a flash in an instant. Wei Hong was surprised that the sharp sword light was condensed with the light of the fist, and there were even wisps of sword intent mixed in it.

"It's messy."

Wei Hong snorted lightly and moved suddenly. (to be continued...)