"Do you really want to do it?"

Jia Zhen sensed the fighting intent pouring out of Li Wanqiu's body, and his complexion also changed.

It has been some time since they have obtained this ancient battle intent, and naturally they have made many attempts.

But unfortunately, no one was able to apply that pure ancient battle intent to battle.

They are just temporary containers for this fighting spirit.

But now, they saw with their own eyes that Li Wanqiu was actually able to use that fighting intent.

"Die!"

Li Wanqiu's face was expressionless, and there was no trace of emotion in her eyes.

Regardless of whether Gu Bufan's life is in danger or not, Gong Wuliu must die!

At this moment, Li Wanqiu has completely become another person, and the only thing that remains unchanged is Gu Bufan's status in her heart.

Under the shroud of war intent, Li Wanqiu was like an ancient god of war, and that breath was overwhelming, and most of the people present were out of breath.

Is the blessing of this ancient war intent so great?

Jia was shocked by the blessing of the ancient battle intent on Li Wanqiu's momentum in his heart, but his pupils suddenly shrank in the next second.

"Wuliu, be careful!"

Jia Zhenxin was shocked, how could Li Wanqiu's speed be so fast.

That kind of speed shouldn't be what a human monk should have!

"Poof!"

Even if Jia Zhen's reaction was fast enough, it was impossible to be faster than Li Wanqiu's speed.

Jia Zhen's words of reminder were only instantaneous, and Gong Wuliu flew out upside down with a sound of vomiting blood.

Gong Wuliu's thoughts at this time seemed to be still stuck at the moment when Li Wanqiu exuded her fighting spirit, and she was still secretly happy in her heart that Li Wanqiu was obsessed with fighting.

In this way, even if Jia Zhen and others are afraid of Li Wanqiu's background and dare not kill her, Li Wanqiu will definitely not have a good time today.

It's just that at this moment, Gong Wuliu, who was still immersed in fantasy, flew out upside down in Li Wanqiu's sudden burst of punches, if it weren't for her, she was the proud daughter of the sky of the Qionglin Sect.

With a life-saving talisman given by the ancestor, she had already turned into powder under Li Wanqiu's punch at this moment.

And how could Li Wanqiu let go of this good opportunity to take advantage of your illness to kill you.

At the same time that Gong Wuliu was flying upside down, Li Wanqiu stepped in the void again, quickly bullied up, and instantly caught up with Gong Wuliu's figure.

Another punch was handed out, and the killing intent was pervasive, and at this moment, Li Wanqiu seemed to be incarnated as a peerless killing god, and if she didn't achieve her goal, she would not give up.

At this moment, the shadow of death instantly enveloped Gong Wuliu.

Although Gong Wuliu had a life-saving talisman given by the ancestor of the Qionglin Sect, under Li Wanqiu's punch, she was also shocked by the beating.

The aura in the sea of qi was even more sluggish, and there was no time to condense at this time, how could Gong Wuliu block Li Wanqiu's next attack.

This is the horror of real physical martial arts, the strength of martial arts is the strength of the indomitable and ground-breaking momentum.

Martial arts against the enemy, in the chest condensed a breath of true qi, the true qi does not disperse, the fist is constant, for the qi practitioner, once the martial arts close.

It is likely to be the fate of Gong Wuliu.

Gong Wuliu knew the life-saving talisman on his body at this moment, and he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand Li Wanqiu's two punches in such a state, at this time, the only thing Gong Wuliu could count on was Jia Zhen.

"Brother Zhen!

Gong Wuliu shouted, she really didn't want to die, as the proud daughter of the heavens of Qionglin Sect and the goddess of thousands of male cultivators in Zhongzhou, how could she be willing to die under Li Wanqiu's fist like this.

"Enough!"

At the critical moment, Jia Zhen finally made a move.

A sword light suddenly appeared, cutting off the distance of less than three inches between Li Wanqiu and Gong Wuliu out of thin air.

This precise control alone is enough to show that Jia's real power is good.

"Humph!"

Li Wanqiu snorted coldly, but she turned a deaf ear to the loud shout, and the fist in her hand not only did not decrease, but increased a few points anyway.

"Bang!"

The fist gang collided with the sword light, and although the sword light was instantly broken by Li Wanqiu's punch, Li Wanqiu's forward momentum was still slightly blocked.

And it was this slight change that was enough for Jia Zhenshan to step forward and pull Gong Wuliu behind him.

"Phew!"

Another tremor sounded, but it was Jia Zhen who blocked it with a sword, and stubbornly resisted Li Wanqiu's punch, and then instantly retreated backwards with the power of his fist, opening up a certain distance.

"What a punch!"

Jia Zhen was shocked, under that punch, he had to retreat dozens of feet before he could stand firmly, and the arm holding the sword was actually numb by the huge force at this moment.

And this is not over, at this moment, in Jia Zhen's body, there is a strong and domineering true qi scurrying in the center of the sea of qi, and that true qi is actually as if it has an aura.

He actually wanted to travel his whole body along his meridians and destroy his aura.

This made Jia Zhen also feel a little frightened, and since he had practiced, among his peers, except for the annoying man, there had never been anyone who could put such pressure on him.

Although the people around them did not personally experience the power of Li Wanqiu's punch, judging from Jia Zhen's state alone, they also knew how terrifying Li Wanqiu was.

At this time, their eyes when they looked at Li Wanqiu were somewhat full of fear.

Even those monks who began to think about it had no distractions at this time, such a woman coupled with that deep background was not something they could tame.

With her such strong combat power, they could all think of Li Wanqiu's status in the Nine Heavens Secret Realm with their toes.

At this time, they remembered Li Wanqiu's docile appearance in front of Gu Bufan, and at this moment, in their hearts, they were all a little curious about how Gu Bufan could make such a woman look like that.

As for Gong Wuliu and Yunshang City, they were sympathetic at this time.

By the end of this trip to the ancient ruins, the two hegemon-level forces of Cloud Upper City and Qionglin Sect would have to take off a few layers of skin when facing the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.

And as the initiator of all this, Gong Wuliu seems to be aware of the seriousness of the problem at this moment.

She never thought that Li Wanqiu would be so terrifying.

Jia Zhen's face was even more ugly at this time, such a strong martial artist, except for the Nine Heavens Secret Realm, apart from that martial saint, what other force could be cultivated?

At that moment just now, for a moment, Jia Zhen really didn't want to save Gong Wuliu, if Gong Wuliu died at the hands of Li Wanqiu like this, things might be much simpler again.

For this fairy of the Qionglin Sect in the eyes of the world, Jia Zhen's perception of her now is disgusted and accounts for most of it.

But Zhongzhou knows the relationship between the two, and under the gaze of so many people, Jia Zhen can't ignore Gong Wuliu at all.

And Li Wanqiu, who had punched two times in a row, was also a little out of breath at this time, and the blessing of the ancient battle intent seemed fierce, but it also had a lot of burden on her body.

Li Wanqiu was able to use the ancient battle intent, so he naturally experimented with Gu Bufan on the road.

Of course, Gu Bufan, like Jia Zhen and the others, couldn't use the Ancient Battle Intent.

That day, Gu Bufan was languishing all day, and since he met Li Wanqiu, Gu Bufan felt that he was no different from ordinary people.

"Whew!"

Li Wanqiu, who paused for a while, opened her mouth again, took a sharp breath of air, and in her chest, there was another condensation of true qi.

Obviously, Li Wanqiu doesn't plan to stop, today, she will beat Gong Wuliu to death under her fist, and as for Jia Zhen, if she insists on blocking it, then she will be killed together.

"You can only fight first!"

Jia Zhen looked at the figure rushing forward, and at the same time, there was a wave of anger in his heart.

After stopping the other disciples of Cloud Upper City from wanting to help with his eyes, Jia Zhen also raised his sword to meet him.

If he Jia Zhen needs to be helped by others when facing a woman, then what kind of face does he have to cultivate this avenue.

Even if this woman was most likely the Martial Saint disciple, he, Jia Zhen, would definitely defeat her under the sword.

Jia Zhen also knew that it was useless to say anything at the moment, and only by defeating Li Wanqiu first and letting her know that she couldn't kill Gong Wuliu in front of her eyes, maybe she could make Li Wanqiu calm down a little.

Only then did he have the opportunity to talk, and in addition, only Gu Bufan crawled out of the quicksand at this moment.

But that possibility, almost none, under the quicksand, there are all the weird black beetles, Gu Bufan can't survive at all.

Even if he survived, appearing at this time, with his style of doing things just now, I am afraid it will only make the situation more troublesome.

And when all this happened on the shore, Gu Bufan, who was beaten into the quicksand by Gong Wuliu, was also facing a life and death crisis at this moment.