Wu Qiuming's body was surrounded by the remnants of the autumn wind, and the withered yellow leaves of the Tao circulated around his body, and a sense of sadness and loneliness overflowed, spreading in this palace.

Wu Yuze's heart jumped, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, staring cautiously at the situation in the field.

Jun Yi looked at Wu Qiuming's gaze with a slightly dull color, the autumn mood around his body spread, the wisps of sad autumn leaves were really extraordinary, and the feeling of being there was clearly comprehended this autumn meaning to a certain realm.

"Are you underestimating me?"

Wu Qiuming's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he looked at the drunken madness and Mo Yiqian's eyes with some sarcasm: "The peak of martial arts, the king has a long sword, but even so, it is not the capital that you can be arrogant in front of me." ”

When the words fell, Wu Qiuming's body trembled slightly, and the autumn leaves swept away, turning into ten, ten into thousands, and in a few breaths, the withered yellow branches and leaves that covered the sky were blowing and fluttering in this palace.

When you look up, you can't see the edge at a glance, and it seems that the whole person is in the place where the autumn leaves are falling.

"Humph!"

Mo Yiqian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous cold light shot out from his eyes, and between the cold snorts in his mouth, the flames surged, and the red-golden flames around his body burned fiercely, burning the dead leaves floating around him.

It's just that the flames just started, but I saw a black shadow suddenly emerge from beyond the flames.

"Whew!"

The cold light flashed, a knife cut horizontally into the sea of fire, Wu Qiuming had already arrived in front of Mo Yiqian, the long knife slashed horizontally, a withered yellow autumn leaf overturned, the edge of the autumn leaf, the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Mo Yiqian's eyes condensed slightly, he took a step forward, raised his hand and slashed, and the violent flames swept out, as if a fierce demon beast was opening its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow it in one gulp.

"Look for death!"

Wu Qiuming's eyes were disdainful, his body was more than in shape, and the autumn mood was thick on the withered leaves of the blade.

The withered yellow autumn leaves fell on the flame beast, and there was no collision, but it shattered, and small bits of withered yellow spots fell on the flames.

Amazingly, the flame did not burn the autumn leaf spots, but as the dead leaves fell, the flame beast began to dissolve, as if it withered and died with the autumn mood.

Almost at the same time, Wu Qiuming's majesty descended, and the cold light surged above the long knife.

"The realm of fate has been mastered to such a point. ”

Mo Yiqian's eyes froze, a different color flashed in his eyes, Jin Yan held the crazy knife in his hand, and with force in his hand, a domineering and violent aura instantly gushed out.

Crimson flames spread from the top of Jin Yan's mad sword, gathering and surging, and surging in front of Wu Qiuming.

"Slash!"

Seeing this, Wu Qiuming saw the murderous intent pouring out of his eyes, and he slashed down, wanting to kill Mo Yiqian.

It's just that when his long knife fell, just submerged into the flames, the long knife in his hand suddenly froze, stagnant, as if there was a strong force blocking it out.

"Giggles"

A grinding stalemate sound came from the flames, and its sound seemed to reach the warrior's heart, and a chill suddenly appeared.

Wu Qiuming frowned, the spiritual power in his hand surged again, and a faint layer of withered yellow color was attached to the blade, but as his strength poured in, the magnitude of the flame surge became more and more violent.

"Click!"

Suddenly, the flames were divided, and Wu Qiuming's eyes shrank, only to see a golden pliers several meters huge stretching out from it, and cutting towards Wu Qiuming fiercely.

Although it was a pincer, the power emanating from it had to make Wu Qiuming vigilant.

Wu Qiuming's face changed, and he tried to withdraw the long knife in his hand, but he found that he couldn't move at all, and when he saw that the golden giant pincers were about to be cut, he snorted coldly in his heart and turned over and retreated.

"Bang"

The golden pincers closed, and between the contacts, a golden spark exploded, and the air seemed to be evacuated at this moment.

Wu Qiuming didn't dare to be careless and lifted

With a move of his hand, all the dead leaves that lingered in the palace were withdrawn, covering his body like a shield, protecting him in it, staring at the flames with his eyes.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the flames exploded, and a golden figure was revealed from it, but it was a huge golden scorpion, a pair of huge scorpion pincers "clicked", and there was a huge scorpion tail hanging above his head behind him.

The corners of Wu Qiuming's mouth twitched when he saw this, and there was a fierce intent surging in his eyes.

His knife, the knife that had accompanied him for half his life, was like a small toy, being played with at will by the golden scorpion.

The scorpion pincers closed, constantly clamping on the blade of the long knife, golden sparks burst out from time to time, and the crisp sound came into Wu Qiuming's ears, which was simply torture for him.

"Damn it"

Wu Qiuming shouted angrily, his body moved, the autumn leaves swayed, and the giant shield turned into a withered yellow giant knife in his hand, and slashed the golden scorpion from afar.

But what kind of demon beast is the Golden Yan Scorpion?

Mo Yiqian saw Wu Qiuming attacking and killing, and waved the Jin Yan Crazy Knife in his hand, and the Jin Yan Scorpion also moved in response, and the huge scorpion pincers met it fiercely, clamping the autumn leaf long knife.

"Humph!"

Wu Qiuming snorted coldly, his fingers moved slightly, and the autumn leaves that gathered the long knives suddenly trembled slightly, and then they collapsed, covering the body of the Jin Yan Scorpion, and shot straight at Jun Yi behind Mo Yiqian, but he himself went straight to Mo Yiqian.

After several battles, Wu Qiuming knew in his heart that he still underestimated Mo Yiqian, although his strength was only in the late stage of Wu Shuai, but with the king-level long knife in his hand, he was not afraid of himself at all, and even restrained himself in comprehending his fate, so it was better to capture Jun Yi first.

Mo Yiqian frowned, and was about to make a move, but his eyes flashed behind him, but he ignored it.

"Boom!"

The two fought, and between the collisions, the violent power pushed sideways in all directions, and the ground of the main hall began to crack in large areas, Mo Yiqian's face was expressionless, but Wu Qiuming's eyes were happy.

"Click"

At this time, a hot aura surged, accompanied by the sound of freezing ice crystals, and the expression on Wu Qiuming's face also stiffened.

I saw that the ice-blue ice crystals converged and froze all the withered yellow branches and leaves, and the frozen withered yellow leaves were like the branches and leaves formed by the ice crystals, but they had a different taste.

"Get out!"

Mo Yiqian drank in his mouth, the flame of Jin Yan's mad knife in his hand roared, and he slashed away, and the power of the violent Jin Yan shook, and the power of the royal weapon was inviolable, and it slammed into Wu Qiuming's body.

"Hmm!"

The scorching heat and majesty fell, Wu Qiuming snorted in his mouth, and his body retreated quickly, but his body was blocked before he took a few steps.

A cold breath went straight into his heart, Wu Qiuming's heart was cold, and he secretly said that it was not good, regardless of the spiritual power disorder in his body, he was about to retreat, but before he could move, he felt that his entire body was imprisoned by a huge force.

"Click"

The ice blue color came into view, and Wu Qiuming wanted to break free, but the power of this imprisonment was getting bigger and bigger, and the ice crystals around his body were also more and more, until they were completely embedded in it, and only one head was exposed.

The light in Mo Yiqian's eyes shrank slightly, and the Jin Yan scorpion in front of him transformed into Jin Yan again, submerged into Jin Yan's crazy knife, and then was put away by Mo Yiqian.

Jun Yi raised his eyes, from beginning to end, he did not have the slightest nervousness, and even stood there motionless.

He believes in Mo Yiqian, and he also believes in drunkenness, or he wants to see how much Mo Yiqian's strength and drunkenness have grown.

This battle with Wu Qiuming does not seem to be their limit.

Jun Yi's eyes wandered, and he saw a huge ice-blue tree come into view, and the glittering ice glass extended

Out of the branches, the dream is very.

As for Wu Qiuming, he was struggling and swinging in the stump at this time.

"The strongest person in the Beicang Continent, Wu Qiuming?"

Jun Yi opened his mouth gently, his eyes were a little playful, and his words were full of sarcasm and disdain: "It doesn't seem to be as strong as rumored, and I don't know if this head is self-appointed." ”

"What are you going to do?"

Wu Qiuming saw that he was struggling and not moving, so he didn't spend any more physical strength, but just calmed down, quietly gathered his spiritual power, and waited for an opportunity.

"I only have a few small questions. ”

Jun Yi's clothes were fluttering, his white clothes were like snow, he stood in front of Wu Qiuming with his hands in his hands, and in his eyes, a majestic aura spread out: "When did Yu Feng join you?"

The drunken man's eyes froze when he heard this, and the hand of the wine gourd he was holding was a little white, but in the end he didn't say anything, just raised the wine gourd and poured it hard.

"You are not qualified to know about this yet. ”

Wu Qiuming looked disdainful and looked to the side.

"Is it because I don't have the right to know, or do you not know the inside story?"

Jun Yi opened his mouth lightly, his gaze seemed to be able to shoot into Wu Qiuming's heart, and the sense of oppression became stronger and stronger.

"Humph!"

Wu Qiuming snorted coldly, simply closed his eyes directly, and no longer paid attention to Jun Yi.

"Looks like I'm right. ”

Jun Yi's eyes lit up, and his heart sank slightly: "Your name as the number one in the world is just something that others use to attract attention, and there are people behind you." ”

"Those mysterious men in black, you're one of them, aren't you?"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qiuming's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he subconsciously exclaimed, "You, how do you know?"

"Huh"

Jun Yi smiled lightly, with a playful look in his eyes: "Now, you told me, I just had a whim and guessed, but I didn't expect it to be true." ”

"You!"

Wu Qiuming's heart trembled slightly, and he faintly regretted it, after all, this was the biggest secret in his heart, the thing that he couldn't let others know the most, it was inevitable that he would lose control of his emotions when he was directly broken, but he didn't expect to make such a foolish mistake.

"Interesting. ”

Jun Yi muttered softly, and there was some heavy pressure in his heart.

Wu Qiuming, the number one powerhouse in the Beicang Continent, is so domineering, but this is just someone else's recommendation, if he has the strength of a half-step martial artist, then how strong should the person behind him be.

Such a strong person, with a large number of strong people in his hands, and such a low-key person, what is his purpose?

Why do you want to destroy the Lanhuang royal family, is it a grudge? Or is it seeking something? This Wufeng Dynasty has Wu Qiuming, Cangxuan Zongze Qiantian, but what about other forces?

"Jiji, Wu Qiuming, you also have today!"

Suddenly, a hideous roar came out, but I saw Wu Yuze's hands clenched, his trembling body slowly walked down, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, staring at Wu Qiuming embedded in the ice crystals, with surging murderous intent.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"

Wu Yuze's expression was crazy, the excitement in his heart was indescribable, and even his muscles and skin were constantly twitching.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, the side door slammed open, and there was a loud bang, drawing everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes converged, but they saw a woman in red holding Wu Zhengxiu's neck in her hand and slowly walking in, holding a long sword in one hand, vigilant against everyone in front of her.

"Father, father, save me, save me!!"

A frightened exclamation resounded throughout the hall, and I saw that Wu Zhengxiu's face was bloodless, his hands were tightly tied, and the spiritual power around his body was disordered, but it was abolished.

"Wu Yuze, do you want your son anymore?"