Fantasy: Opportunity Radar, Emperor-level opportunities everywhere

A few days after Ji Yuan left the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Elder, Senior Brother Wu Feng has news. "

Elder Lin was resting in the hall when the fat-faced disciple who had led Ji Yuan before ran in.

"What did Wu Feng, this crazy boy say?"

Elder Lin opened his eyes and asked helplessly.

Wu Feng, a true disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, ranked one hundred and forty-seven on the Hidden Dragon List, six in the Spirit Sea Realm, and three percent of the sword intent.

Among all the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, Tianjiao ranked second in strength.

The fat-faced disciple panted and said, "Wu... Senior Brother Wu Feng said that he would not come back first. "

"Nonsense!" Elder Lin's brows suddenly furrowed.

"Where did he go to find someone to fight again?".

Among all the disciples, the one who gave him the most headache was Wu Feng.

This kid is a battle maniac, either fighting with people or on the way to fighting people.

When his strength was weak before, he was still tossing in the Spirit Sword Sect, causing a group of disciples to hide when they saw him.

Moreover, it is very unreasonable, saying that who you want to fight with, and the next moment you will do it, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not.

Since Wu Feng broke through the Spirit Sea Realm, he began to run to the bottom of the mountain.

He has been missing for many years, but now, he has not returned.

In a few days, the three sects will be ready to open the secret realm.

The fat-faced disciple replied, "Senior Brother Wu Feng said in the letter that he was going to come back, but halfway through, he learned that there was a loose cultivator who killed their Spirit Sword Sect disciples, and said that he was going to avenge the two junior disciples. "

"Hmph. Elder Lin snorted lightly, "What you say is better than what you sing, and it makes it clear that you are happy to see the hunter." "

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something.

Hurriedly asked, "Did Wu Feng say where he was going?"

"Qinghai City. "

Hearing these three words, Elder Lin's expression suddenly froze.

The loose cultivator he asked Ji Yuan to kill was in Qinghai City.

The two of them won't bump into each other...

When I think of Wu Feng's character of fighting when he sees people, and then think of Ji Yuan's strength...

Elder Lin couldn't sit still.

There is a difference of five small realms between these two people!

This huge realm disparity was not something that Ji Yuan could compare with Situ Rin before.

If Wu Feng accidentally beat Ji Yuan to death, what should he do.

"Damn, this bastard boy, I'm going to beat him up. "

Elder Lin scolded and walked out of the Hall of Elders, and directly turned into a streamer of light and shot towards Qinghai City.

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Qinghai City.

The second floor of a restaurant that only entertains monks.

A middle-aged man in bloody clothes with the smell of blood all over his body was sitting in the corner drinking.

He unscrupulously exuded the sixfold coercion of the Spirit Sea Realm.

It made it difficult for the monks at the other tables to breathe.

The middle-aged man in bloody clothes is named Duan Renying, which is the target of Ji Yuan's trip.

"Dao... Taoist friends..."

At this time, a fat man came cautiously.

This fat man is the shopkeeper of the restaurant, a double cultivator of the Linghai Realm.

On weekdays, the monks who come and go in the restaurant have survived the innate realm.

With his spiritual sea realm dual cultivation, it was enough to suppress all troubles.

But today is different.

The aura emanating from the blood-clothed middle-aged man in front of him made him shudder.

It doesn't look like it's easy to mess with.

But where can he still open the door to do business like this?

Therefore, the fat shopkeeper can only step forward to dissuade him.

Unexpectedly, he had just approached, and before he could finish speaking, he was forcibly interrupted by the middle-aged man in bloody clothes.

Duan Renying's face showed disdain: "Daoyou, what are you, and you dare to call me Daoyou?"

The fat shopkeeper's face suddenly became a little ugly.

But the next moment, his expression became terrifying.

I saw that after Duan Renying finished speaking, he slapped it directly with a palm.

The fat shopkeeper didn't even have time to resist, and was directly slapped out, smashing a wall of fine wine, and bleeding from his mouth.

"Hmph. Duan Renying snorted coldly, and then sat back at the wine table with a big sting, and continued to drink.

The fat shopkeeper got up from the ground with a pale face, he didn't dare to say anything more, and he didn't even dare to drop a cruel word.

Just as he was thinking about walking back to the first floor, he didn't expect Duan Renying to stop him directly.

"What... What's the matter..."The fat shopkeeper squeezed out an ugly smile.

I saw Duan Renying pointing to the empty wine glass, looking at the fat shopkeeper and saying with a playful face.

"Come here, pour me a drink!".

As soon as these words came out, the fat shopkeeper's face suddenly turned pale, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Humiliation!

Naked humiliation!

Even a group of drinkers couldn't bear it, but they weren't even in the Spirit Sea Realm, so how could they dare to say something out loud.

For fear of being killed on the spot by a palm.

"Why can't you come back yet?".

Duan Renying knocked on the table unhurriedly, deliberately showing a look of surprise.

"Could it be... Do you want me to come and invite you?".

After saying that, he once again burst out with the sixfold power of the Spirit Sea Realm, and the threat was undisguised.

Just when the fat shopkeeper dragged his swaying figure towards the wine table.

Staircase on the second floor.

A tall young man with an extraordinary momentum walked up.

He glanced at the situation in the field, his brow furrowed.

But I don't know the ins and outs, and I don't mean to meddle.

He held up a scroll in his hand.

"Everyone, have you seen this person?"

Everyone subconsciously looked over.

When they saw the portrait on the scroll, it was the middle-aged man in bloody clothes, everyone was stunned.

At this time, Duan Renying, who was eating vegetables with his head down, raised his eyes and found that the portrait was himself, and he was immediately happy: "It's Lao Tzu, boy, what's the matter?"

The tall young man raised his eyebrows and walked towards Duan Renying.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant hurriedly got out of the way, looked at the tall young man, and only felt as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The tall young man came to the wine table, looked Duan Renying up and down, and frowned.

"You are Duan Renying?".

Duan Ren looked at the tall young man in front of him with a playful face, and replied lazily.

"Exactly. "

The tall young man's brows suddenly furrowed, he looked at Duan Renying again, and then there was a thick look of disappointment on his face.

"It's so weak... Even a waste like you deserves me Wu Feng to run in person?!".

Hearing the word Wu Feng, everyone in the audience, including Duan Renying, was obviously stunned.

"I remembered!" The fat shopkeeper suddenly let out a low cry at this time: "Wu Feng, isn't this Wu Feng of the Spirit Sword Sect who is ranked one hundred and fifty on the Hidden Dragon List!?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Duan Renying's face changed greatly, and in the next moment, he didn't hesitate to slap Wu Feng with all his strength.

But then, with a flash of sword light.

Duan Renying's palm was directly cut off.

"Ahh

At this time, Wu Feng handed out a sword again with an expressionless face.

But Duan Renying's speed suddenly increased suddenly, causing the sword to be empty.

"Hey, that's good. Wu Feng sighed lightly and chased after him.

When everyone in the restaurant saw this scene, they didn't drink any more wine and hurriedly followed.

Even the fat shopkeeper didn't even care about the restaurant, his eyes flashed with revenge-like pleasure, and he chased after him without hesitation.

Meanwhile.

At the gate of Qinghai City, a handsome young man walked into the city gate.

At a glance, I saw the scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping in the city.

A tall young man is chasing a middle-aged man in bloody clothes.

The middle-aged man in bloody clothes was desperately fleeing towards the entrance of the city.

"Get out of here!".

At this time, Duan Renying rushed over, and when he saw a stunned young man standing at the entrance of the city, he slapped his palm without thinking about it.

As soon as Duan Renying's palm burst out, he heard the whispering of the young man in front of him.

"Luckily, I came across it. "

The next moment, a sword light lit up like a frightening light.

Duan Renying's head flew high, and the headless corpse still maintained a wild running posture and ran forward a few steps before falling to the ground with a bang.

The head fell to the ground, and in the pupils that still carried a touch of cruelty, the picture of the handsome young man slowly retracting his sword was reflected.

And everyone who was chasing after him was stunned when they saw this scene.