Supreme Doctor Rises in the City

"Mr. Qiu, your skill is really not simple. We underestimated you. However, don't be careless. This unrestricted hunting order is a hunting procedure that Yuntian college hasn't started in a hundred years. That is, you, the talented students who dare to assassinate them, will be...... "

Looking at Qiu Yun, it seemed that he was really * * * * himself. The boss didn't dare to hesitate and immediately talked about it.

Halfway through the conversation, I remembered that even they inferred that there was an inside story. Qiu Yun was so aboveboard that he could not be an assassin. He blushed and changed his mouth immediately.

"Mr. Qiu, take care of yourself. The eighth level warrior is nothing. It's like a fart in front of a top genius like you. "

"But you should understand that the unrestricted pursuit order is extremely terrible because there will be countless killers looking for you."

"You may not pay attention to the eighth level martial arts, but what about the martial arts realm? A local martial arts master is comparable to ten eighth level martial arts masters, or even more. For your sake, I advise you to use it if you have a relationship and clarify the misunderstanding as soon as possible, otherwise, run away as soon as possible. "

"Your strength is stronger than ours, but it's not necessarily much stronger than the real local martial arts strongmen. It's meaningless to resist."

At this time, the boss really showed some sympathy and compassion for Qiu Yun.

Who doesn't pity such genius?

But

Qiu Yun's thoughts are different from theirs. Hearing this, he doesn't feel much pressure. Instead, he has an unspeakable light flowing in his eyes.

Not just anger.

But deep doubt!

It is suspected that there will definitely be a greater crisis in Yuntian college.

Even, I doubt whether the camel Qingtian is a real person, or someone else pretends, or something has happened to him?

"You go. Thank you for reminding me. I know what to do."

"But Dean Tuo has a lot of friendship with me, and I Qiu Yun is not a careless generation. I can't be afraid of just a few clowns. Maybe you don't believe it, but I dare to be arrogant. Don't say that the truth is not clear and uncertain. Even if a local martial arts expert comes to me and wants to exchange me for a reward, I promise, but my brother's wife still doesn't promise! "

"You'd better go south."

"It's safer there. My intuition tells me that some people are faster than you think. The west, East and North should all be their people. Only in the south, it should be a deliberate way of life. It can be surrounded by three and lack one, but it can also be your way of life. "

Listening to these people's reports, Qiu Yun narrowed his eyes and thought of many things, but they didn't get the point for the time being, so he waved and let them go.

He did not blame these people, but pointed out the way to live for them. Such a mind is not ordinary forthright, but really heroic spirit.

At this moment, the eight rank warriors were convinced by Qiu Yun's personality. No more nonsense, they listened to his suggestions and went directly south.

That was the end of the brief confrontation just now.

After these people left, Qiu Yun didn't plan to return to the village. Suddenly, he felt different.

The next second, a powerful spirit comparable to the martial arts came.

This should be what the boss called the next wave of people.

But he was not surprised.

Instead, he smiled and urged the burial of tianxie Gong to focus his strength on the point of the other party's attack. While fighting hard, the sickle of the God of death on his right hand waved the most amazing and amazing knife.

If the previous group of fighters were still there, it would be even more shocking to see him play with this weapon.

He will not doubt that he has the heart to challenge the strong in the martial arts.

But it's a pity they don't have this blessing.

However, the strong man in the local martial arts who was greeted by Qiu Yun with the sickle of the God of death is qualified enough!

"Good sickle!"

"But I don't know if I can stop this move again!"

The strong man in the local martial arts who was blocked by Qiu Yun's sickle was bald, dressed in monk robes, full of beard, unable to see the specific face. He could only see his fierce eyes and his strong determination not to retreat after being cut and bleeding by the sickle of death.

The man did not flinch at all, but was as stubborn as Qiu Yun.

Sneer.

With a loud roar, he pulled out an alloy Zen stick with a thickness of more than 100 kg from his back, waved a dazzling rhythm and killed him!

Although I don't know where the beard came from.

Although I don't know why he is such a monk.

But when Qiu Yun saw this man's weapon, he immediately felt that he really encountered a hard idea this time.

But his fighting will is not weak and stronger.

Only this man is more powerful than camel Qingtian can stimulate him to give full play to all his skills.

This battle is really exciting!

"Diwu territory? Not very strong? Beard, you want a reward, don't you ask me? Don't ask, do you agree with the sickle in my hand? "

Qiu Yun sneered, and a fist containing grievances and anger was smashed out. The whole person was like a demon in an instant!

With this punch, the big beard Zen stick was attracted and could not be separated.

Then, the sickle of the God of death on his right hand was really like the God of death. It was ghostly and unpredictable. At an extremely tricky angle, it stabbed the most vulnerable abdomen of beard.

These two moves should have had some effect.

At least it can stab the belly of big beard and turn him from attack to defense.

If it's the heaviest, you can pierce his stomach and kill him.

But I didn't want to. When the sickle of death was harvested, I didn't hear the expected sound of puncturing the abdomen. On the contrary, with a proud smile, beard urged a force that was so soft that it was difficult to stab the sickle of death and bounced back.

"Good elasticity!"

With a great praise, Qiu Yun was bounced back by the beard and even the sickle of death. He retreated seven or eight meters.

It didn't embarrass him.

But let him feel an unprecedented excitement and cheerfulness!

Since the confrontation with Tuo Qingtian six months ago, Qiu Yunsheng has won a little, but he doesn't know how far he has improved six months later.

He didn't know how much the real strong local martial arts were different from him.

My heart is always empty.

But now, after the rebound of the beard, it is clear that the two moves he must kill did not leave too much damage to him, but after a slight injury, Qiu Yun has a clearer understanding of the gap between the two realms.

After all, the martial arts of the four regions.

It's not the same order of magnitude as the eighth order martial artist, but Qiu Yun is not bad either. With the experience of competing with your beard, it will bring me great inspiration and give me a chance to impact the martial realm.

Qiu Yun's eyes were burning. When he looked at the beard, he didn't regard him as an enemy, but his face was excited.

And so is the beard.

He was supposed to hunt down Qiu Yun for a reward. After this competition, he had sincere admiration for Qiu Yun and a lot of curiosity.

Two people don't fight and don't know each other, but they have a feeling that heroes cherish each other!

"Brother, you have the ability to be an assassin. It's a little cheap."

"Who said no, bearded. What exactly are you from? You didn't want to kill me, but you wanted to fight me. What the hell... "