Destiny Martial God

Peach Blossom Town!

"Guquan!" Guquan, who stepped in front of Yu Haoran, introduced himself with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Gu Quan, I'm not in the mood to accept your challenge now, get out of my way immediately." Yu Haoran frowned slightly and refused while suppressing his inner displeasure.

By relying on his own sword technique to kill Zixuan, he finally gained the recognition of his natal sword. This was the best opportunity to use the sacrificial refining method to refine his natal sword. How could he have the spare time and time to train with Gu Quan.

"war!"

Faced with Haoran's rejection, Guquan directly drew the long knife from his back, with a posture of "If you don't accept the challenge, I will take the initiative to attack."

"Guquan, I think you are a casual cultivator. It is not easy to have your current cultivation and reputation. I advise you to retreat quickly." The displeasure in his heart was instantly replaced by anger, but Yu Haoran still tried his best to suppress the angry persuasion. .

"war!"

Taking a step forward, Guquan shouted loudly, and at the same time, a strong murderous aura rose up in his body.

"Koizumi, as the saying goes, some things can be done one thing or another."

Taking a deep breath, Yu Haoran put away his natal sword and threatened with a cold expression.

"Now that you have successfully angered me, you must be prepared to suffer death."

Slowly raising his arm and pointing his finger at Guquan, Yu Haoran looked ready to use the secret technique of Traces of Time.

"Brother Yu, I just wanted to challenge you, not to offend you!" Seeing Yu Haoran's outstretched finger pointed at him, Gu Quan quickly stepped back more than ten steps, and then explained with a hint of panic in his tone.

"I just said that I am not in the mood to accept your challenge now."

Ignoring Guquan's explanation at all, Yu Haoran said coldly.

"It was you who provoked me again and again, and you brought your own death."

"Brother Yu, it's Guquan's fault. Guquan apologizes to you!"

Being able to feel the suppressed anger in Haoran's cold tone, Guquan knew that his unfunny challenges just now had made the other party feel murderous.

Thinking that even Zixuan, who is in the quasi-Wuzun realm, is afraid of the law of traces of time, then how can he, a swordsman with only the ninth level of Martial Emperor, be an opponent of the law of traces of time!

Therefore, in order to eliminate the anger in Yu Haoran's heart and to save his own life, Gu Quan quickly apologized.

"Guquan, if you really want to challenge me, then in the battle for the Qianlong in eleven months, you and I will have a showdown."

In fact, Guquan's nature is not bad, he just likes to improve his cultivation and strength by challenging different masters, and increase his reputation and influence.

It was precisely because of his character that he liked to challenge everywhere that he offended the strong men of Yuxu Palace, which led to him being hunted by the strong men of Yuxu Palace for more than thirty years in his previous life.

However, his outstanding potential and resilience that made him stronger with every setback not only allowed him to survive the pursuit of the strong men of Yuxu Palace, but also successfully promoted him to the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Saint with the help of the strong pressure when he was being chased.

In the end, the strong men in Yuxu Palace were forced to suspend the order to pursue him.

The pleading of the tower spirit and the terrifying background made it difficult for him to offend Yuxu Palace in a short period of time.

Then, leaving an opponent who can cause Yuxu Palace a headache in the future is also a good choice.

This is also the main reason why Yu Haoran endures it. Otherwise, with his vengeful character, he would have used the law of time to kill the opponent.

"good!"

Since he took the initiative to invite the battle, it meant that the other party had forgiven him. Guquan, who was secretly relieved, loudly agreed to Yu Haoran's invitation.

Then, he cast his gaze on Gu Liang Zhiyi, and the strong fighting spirit that had just disappeared reappeared in his eyes.

"Brother Gu, the current atmosphere is no longer suitable for the competition you and I are continuing."

Seeing Guquan's challenging eyes on him, Gu Liangzhiyi had to walk out with a depressed look on his face, and refused the already agreed competition.

"How about the competition between you and me is also postponed to the battle for Qianlong in eleven months?"

Rejection and postponement are really helpless!

With the intervention of the rules of heaven, the eighth-level Martial King can master the swordsmanship consciousness, which is far better than his own swordsmanship insights, and the swordsmanship to kill Zixuan on the spot.

Yu Haoran's various amazing performances just now not only gained him great reputation, but also made the competition between himself and Gu Quan meaningless.

Since it has lost its meaning, why continue to waste time and energy on competing!

"All right!"

Unlike Yu Haoran's invitation to fight readily, Guquan responded reluctantly when faced with Gu Liangzhiyi's proposal to postpone the contest until the Qianlong battle.

"Brother Yu, see you in Qianlong City in eleven months!" Guquan said goodbye with a long knife inserted into his back and a fist on his chest.

"Brother Gu, I won't give it away!" Yu Haoran nodded and responded politely.

After Gu Quan left Peach Blossom Town, Yu Haoran took out his natal sword and continued flying towards the peach blossom tree where he just landed. Gu Liang Zhiyi, whose face was livid after being despised by Gu Quan, suddenly shouted an invitation to fight.

"Brother Yu, I admire Zhiyi very much for your unique insights into swordsmanship and your hard work without fear of oppression from the strong."

"Why don't you and I compete and learn from each other to enhance each other's practice and understanding of swordsmanship?"

"Do you want to die?" Yu Haoran asked with a gloomy face, looking at Gu Liangzhiyi coldly.

Be kind to Gu Quan, because in the near future, he will have a conflict with the strong men of Yuxu Palace, and thus become the thorn in Yuxu Palace's side for more than 30 years in the future, which can be regarded as attracting the attention of the strong men of Yuxu Palace for himself.

But Gu Liang Zhiyi is not only a narrow-minded and sinister person, but also a flattering villain who curries favor with the powerful.

Facing his provocation, how could Yu Haoran give him a cold look.

"You...!"

Yu Haoran turned his face and asked, and the smile that Gu Liang Zhiyi had managed to squeeze out was instantly replaced by anger.

"What do you mean you? Believe it or not, I will kill you now!"

Yu Haoran, with a strong murderous aura rising from his body, directly signaled the tower spirit to perform the possession technique, intending to take the opportunity to kill Gu Liang Zhiyi.

"Yu Haoran, above the void ten thousand meters, there is a quasi-martial master who has survived the body calamity."

However, in the face of his signal, the tower spirit refused to perform the possession technique and reminded him with a solemn expression.

"That quasi-Martial Master realm expert has already locked onto you. As long as you use the law of time and space to treat Gu Liang Zhiyi, that expert will attack you immediately."

"It's just a competition between juniors, but they actually sent a quasi-Martial Master who has passed the physical tribulation realm. It really echoes the Gu Liang family's usual despicable and shameless style."

After hearing the tower spirit's reminder, Yu Haoran suppressed his murderous aura towards Gu Liang Zhiyi and commented with a sneer.

Afterwards, he looked up at the ten thousand meter void and threatened viciously.