"Damn, how come this demon is so powerful? It's hundreds of times more powerful than the previous ones."

"Bah, I have never suffered such a big loss in my life in the same realm."

Qi Wuhui spat out a mouthful of mud and cursed. After just a few minutes of fighting, he was almost autistic.

Why is the demon spirit that came this time so powerful? This doesn’t make sense.

Qi Wuhui got up from the ground again, covered in dust and looking at Ye Qiu opposite him, gradually calmed down.

"Huh... This guy has something. It seems that we can't attack him by force."

After calming down and thinking for a while, a hint of evil flashed in Qi Wuhui's eyes.

Ye Qiu, who knew him inside and out, immediately understood that this old guy was probably thinking of some shady trick again.

It seems that he needs to be careful, otherwise it would be embarrassing if he falls into the trap.

The sky and earth were dark all around, and a strange aura was floating in the air. Ye Qiu and Qi Wuhui stared at each other from a distance.

What’s more interesting is that although Qi Wuhui was the weaker party, everyone in the Butian Sect actually took the attitude of watching the show.

Their reactions left Qi Wuhui completely confused.

I don’t know what they are doing. It would be fine if they didn’t come to help me, but they watched the show and made fun of me.

"Mad, at the critical moment, you have to rely on yourself."

Qi Wuhui cursed and charged the sword in his hand again. He glared at Ye Qiu and said, "Little thief, come here if you have the guts. Your Grandpa Qi will teach you a lesson today."

With hatred filled to the brim, Ye Qiu's mouth twitched when he heard this. Looking at his despicable look, he really wanted to go up and slap him.

But on second thought, this old guy might be holding back a big move, so I can't go up.

"cut……"

Ye Qiu smiled disdainfully and said playfully: "Come over here if you dare."

"Come here."

"Come here."

The two began shouting at each other, and no one was willing to go over. After shouting for a long time, Ye Qiu's patience gradually wore out.

"Damn Qi Wuhui, if I don't hurt him today, this matter is not over yet."

Ye Qiu was angry. The competition for the upper-level Heavenly Emperor's treasure house was still going on excitingly. He had no time to waste here with Qi Wuhui.

With a curse, Ye Qiu threw a punch, and in an instant... a shocking force of energy came crashing down.

Qi Wuhui's face changed color when he heard this, and turned pale in an instant.

"Oh shit."

"So fierce?"

He was stunned. The dirty trick he had planned was distracted by the punch and he forgot how to use it.

boom……

I saw the fist hit Qi Wuhui's face hard, causing severe pain.

Qi Wuhui screamed, but it was not over yet. Ye Qiu picked him up again and threw him to the ground.

“What the hell.”

This sudden violent scene shocked everyone from the Butian Sect present.

"This is the first time I've seen Master Ye so irritable."

"The feeling of these punches is somewhat personal."

Everyone was a little afraid to look at it. Qi Wuhui's bruised face and miserable appearance were heartbreaking to see.

If anyone says that there is no personal grudge involved, they won't believe it.

"Master Master, this..."

Seeing his father in such a miserable state, Qi Hao felt distressed and spoke.

The main reason was that he was afraid of being beaten, so he didn't dare to go up. He could only remind Meng Tianzheng and stop the beating in time.

"hehe……"

Meng Tianzheng looked at the battle in front of him and laughed unkindly. Then he said, "Okay, two junior brothers, that's enough."

Seeing the leader speak, Ye Qiu threw a final punch with bad intentions, knocking Qi Wuhui back into the Butian Sect's team.

Finally, I got rid of all my anger.

“Huh… So cool.”

This feeling of being completely satisfied and settling all grudges is so damn good.

Ye Qiu really didn't hide anything. Thinking back to the time when Qi Wuhui had always made things difficult for him, and now that he had beaten him up again, he felt so good.

That’s right, this is a showdown with personal grudges.

"Pooh……"

Qi Wuhui fell heavily to the ground, bit his mouthful of mud, and stood up again with a bruised face and nose.

He was furious at this moment, not to mention how aggrieved he felt.

The dignified law enforcement elder of the Butian Sect, a powerful king, actually lost face in front of so many juniors today.

His face was smoking with anger.

"I am so angry, you little thief, I am not done with you."

Qi Wuhui was furious and wanted to go forward for another fight, but Meng Tianzheng quickly stopped him.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Qi Wuhui said with resentment, Meng Tianzheng said: "Brother, stop it, you can't beat him."

"I will fight even if I can't beat you."

Qi Wuhui was so angry that he didn't care about all these things and wanted to take action.

Meng Tianzheng shook his head and said to Ye Qiu: "Junior Brother Ye, you see, I can't persuade him. Please be gentler later. We are fellow disciples after all. Give me some face."

After hearing this, Qi Wuhui's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the old man in front of him with a playful expression and immediately understood something.

He looked at Ye Qiu again, took a closer look, and immediately understood something.

"Damn it, Ye Qiu, I'm going to fight you."

Qi Wuhui was furious. Now he finally confirmed that the person in front of him was Ye Qiu himself.

When he thought about how he had just beaten him and how Meng Tianzheng was sitting there watching him being beaten, he became so angry that he was fuming.

It turns out that the clown is actually me?

They had already recognized Ye Qiu, but they just didn't tell him. Wasn't it purely because they wanted to use Ye Qiu to beat him up?

It's so immoral.

Seeing that he was about to come up and fight, Ye Qiu shouted to stop.

“Stop, stop, stop…”

"That's about it. Even if we play another hundred games, the result will be the same. Let's save our energy."

"Let's talk business first."

Qi Wuhui was also very depressed when he saw this. Damn, he got beaten for nothing.

Thinking about Ye Qiu punching him in the face just now, Qi Wuhui understood that this was somewhat due to personal grudges.

After looking at Ye Qiu with resentment, Qi Wuhui turned around silently to heal the wound on his face.

"Junior Brother Ye, how did you get in here?"

The farce was over, Meng Tianzheng walked forward and asked in confusion.

Previously, they had encountered an obstruction from Bulao Mountain, and Gongsun Baizhi took action personally and captured all of them here.

Except for a very small number of people who managed to escape, almost all the members of the Butian Sect were attacked and suffered heavy losses.

Originally, Meng Tianzheng thought that after this battle, their Butian Sect would be completely destroyed.

I didn’t expect Ye Qiu to find this place, and I was very surprised.

Ye Qiu took a look at the situation around him and the serious injuries of his disciples, and he was very angry.

After a pause, he explained, "I have been waiting for you in the upper heaven for a long time, but I have never seen a disciple of the Bu Tian Sect appear."

"Later, Qingzhu told me that they hadn't seen you either. I just thought it was very strange, so I came down from up there to look for you."

"Fortunately, we arrived in time, otherwise it would have been a big deal."

Ye Qiu was also very grateful, and his inner anger was also aroused.

It can be said that the only taboo in his heart is the Butian Sect, and Gongsun Baizhi actually dared to attack the Butian Sect in secret.

This old man has already decided to die, so we can't keep him here any longer.