The invincible Xiaoqiang became a god through dual cultivation

After a silent night, Qiu Feng got up amid the worries and expectations of her sisters.

I didn't do double cultivation last night, so I had a peaceful sleep and felt full of energy.

Putting on Liuyun combat boots, Lingbo Weibu was also very skilled in using it.

Although the sisters all supported Qiu Feng, they were unsure. They had never seen Qiu Feng's strength, but they knew that his cultivation level was obviously lower than Song Wuyu's.

"Don't be sad, everyone. Today is our first battle in Wuyou Pavilion. Let me tell you everything. We will definitely not fail." Qiu Feng clenched his fist and waved powerfully in the air.

"Junior brother, no matter you win or lose, we will always be with you, even if you are on the run."

The scene is somewhat tragic.

Surrounded by her sisters, Qiu Feng came to the competition ground and unfurled the flag of Wuyou Pavilion.

Song Wuyu's momentum attracted a large number of spectators, and the competition venue was filled with people early on.

The disciples of Xuanming Sect came to the entrance early, and there were dozens of them. They gathered together, waiting for the people from Wuyou Pavilion, and wanted to attack them with words.

"Hahaha, they are here."

"Hey, to be honest, they are really beautiful."

The Xuanming Sect disciples jeered, ridiculed and attacked.

"Leave them alone. Let them stop crying later. Remember the faces of these people."

Seeing her sisters being bullied by others, Qiu Feng secretly made up her mind to make Song Wuyu lose and lose face.

There are only thirteen people in Wuyou Pavilion, and Les and the other two sisters stay on duty.

There are more than a dozen people in the competition arena, I don't know.

Qiu Feng looked around and estimated that there were more than [-] people.

Song Wuyu was already on the ring, greeting everyone with a cheerful face.

People don't like Song Wuyu, but most of them buy him to win, so they naturally support him.

"Song Wuyu, I hope you can end the battle within three moves."

"Song Wuyu, if you can't solve the martial arts competition within three moves, you are just living in vain."

The audience was in high spirits. It was rare to encounter a game with such a clear gap. They felt that this was tantamount to giving away spiritual stones.

"Don't worry, it's all done in one move. I want to go back early to practice double cultivation with the beauties."

Qiu Feng walked onto the ring calmly and calmly.

He also walked around the ring to say hello to the audience.

Seeing that both of them had arrived, the referee also came out of the small room and activated the ring ban to prevent innocent people from being hurt.

"This competition is a chaotic fight. Except for the use of poisonous gas, everything else is allowed. There are no rules. Life or death will depend on you until you are defeated."

The referee read out the rules of the game.

Qiu Feng and Song Wuyu had no objections, so the referee left the ring and stood outside the ban.

"Boy, it's too late to admit defeat now." Song Wuyu pulled out his long sword and pointed it at Qiu Feng. He also put away his smile, and his mouse eyes turned very sinisterly.

"Hehe! It's up to you to take action!"

Qiu Feng strolled around the courtyard, but Ruyi Qiankun's hands were ready.

"You are so shameless. You won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Take the move."

After Song Wuyu finished speaking, he struck the mountain with one move and slashed at Qiu Feng with his long sword.

The majestic sword energy carries a cold light.

Qiu Feng used Ling Bo Wei Step and easily dodged it.

On the ring, Qiu Feng's speed became faster and faster, pulling out afterimages.

"Holy shit, this guy is awesome!"

"Hey! What kind of footwork is this?"

After the two men fought, the audience immediately changed their understanding and opinions of Qiu Feng.

The powerful and heavy sword was easily dodged by Qiu Feng, and Song Wuyu also felt very humiliated.

"Okay, that's true, but you're just fast, show off your skills, and show off your bluff."

Song Wuyu was also secretly surprised that Qiu Feng had such mysterious footwork.

Song Wuyu was about to make his second move when Qiu Feng pounced on him like a tiger, got close to Song Wuyu, and hugged his waist like a cat.

"Monkey steals peaches."

Qiu Feng grabbed the peach by the roots.

Song Wuyu was not an incompetent person. He endured the severe pain and used his luck to stop the bleeding.

Being tricked by Qiu Feng, it seemed that his life was no longer safe, and he would not be able to practice dual cultivation in the future.

Song Wuyu was furious, holding his sword with both hands, and stabbed Qiu Feng fiercely.

"Ah! Junior Brother!"

"Be careful, junior brother."

Most of the sisters in Wuyou Pavilion closed their eyes, not daring to look at this bloody scene.

"It's over, this kid has to answer here."

"Too cruel."

In just one breath, Song Wuyu stabbed Qiu Feng dozens of times.

Qiu Feng endured the severe pain, turned the Ruyi Qiankun hand on his left hand into a meteor hammer, and wrapped it around Song Wuyu's waist to prevent himself from being beaten away by Song Wuyu and unable to get close.

Then Qiu Feng stabbed Song Wuyu's dantian with his right hand.

But Song Wuyu was protected and couldn't hurt his Dantian.

Simply, Qiu Feng changed his strategy, strangled Song Wuyu's neck with his left hand, and poked his mouse eyes with his right hand.

"Holy shit, you're so naughty, go to hell."

Song Wuyu was tightly restrained by Qiu Feng, and it was difficult to use the sword, so he had to use his palm to slash Qiu Feng's head.

But his hand hurt, but Qiu Feng acted as if nothing was wrong.

"Oh my God! Why is this kid's defense so strong?"

"Is he a body refiner?"

There are two ways to cultivate immortality, one is to refine the Qi, and the other is to refine the body.

People who practice physical training are physically strong, extremely powerful, and have very strong defense.

"Sister, brother is fine." Bai Qing said with tears in her eyes.

"It seems that Song Wuyu can't hurt him."

The sisters felt a little relieved when they saw that Song Wuyu's face was covered with blood.

"Why is this happening? Why is this kid not hurt at all?"

"Song Wuyu, rise up!"

The audience saw that Song Wuyu had left Qiu Feng helpless, and he himself was injured and injured.

"Senior Brother Song, kill him."

"Senior Brother Song, be ruthless and kill this turtle grandson."

The disciples of Xuanming Sect were very anxious. They also discovered that Song Wuyu's crotch was a little blood red.

Qiu Feng blinded Song Wuyu's eyes and wanted to dig out his heart, but he was wearing defensive equipment, so Qiu Feng couldn't hurt him for a while.

"I told you to be arrogant." Qiu Feng grabbed one of Song Wuyu's legs, swung it up and smashed it to the ground.

Song Wuyu never thought that this kid could not be injured, let alone killed.

He was a little panicked and couldn't find a way to solve it.

Although his eyes were injured, Song Wuyu was also a master in the foundation building stage and could still see everything with his spiritual consciousness.

"I'm going to beat you like this." Qiu Feng used Song Wuyu as a whip, whipping it up and smashing it to the ground.

"Junior brother, smash, smash hard." the sisters shouted.

"God, who can bear this?" The audience fell silent.

Being hit hard like this could not cause fatal damage to Song Wuyu.

But this made Song Wuyu unable to use his skills. He was also dizzy, the world was spinning, and his internal organs were shaking like a river.

"If you are not convinced, I will keep smashing." Qiu Feng maintained his speed and changed places to hit. He was worried that hitting one place would damage the ring.

In fact, he has no experience, and the strength of the arena is not as fragile as he imagined. Even a Nascent Soul master cannot break this restriction.

"Senior Brother Song, don't fall asleep."