The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Ji Qinghee's Qi gave Yang Qiu an extremely dangerous feeling, which was why he didn't hold anything back. His right hand quickly formed the Azure Dragon Sword Art, and a dark green sword light appeared in his hand. The sword Qi lingered around his body, but he remained motionless like a mountain.    

    

Ji Qinghee's brows couldn't help but twitch when he saw the sword light in Yang Qiu's hand. Then, he suddenly disappeared into the air.    

    

"Compete in movement skills?"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled in a strange manner. He unleashed the Wind Controlling Scripture without any reservation. The green wind force and the green sword light suddenly merged into one. A large amount of green wind flowed through his entire body. His speed was almost as fast as teleportation.    

    

Ji Qinghee's eyes suddenly emitted two faint divine lights. He let out a shout, and a huge force fell from the sky, smashing towards Yang Qiu.    

    

Yang Qiu felt suffocated, but he had already unleashed the Wind Controlling Scripture to its limit. This tremendous force could only make him pause for a moment. The Heaven Seeking Sword in his hand expanded, and a fifteen meter long sword Qi slashed down heavily.    

    

The corner of Ji Qinghee's mouth curled up, and he revealed a shocked expression. His body flashed, and his speed was no slower than Yang Qiu's.    

    

At the same time, he threw a punch at Yang Qiu's chest.    

    

Yang Qiu twisted his body in a strange manner. After dodging the punch, both of them stopped at the same time.    

    

"Amazing!"    

    

Ji Qinghee's face was no longer as cold as before. Instead, he slowly put on a smile. He looked at Yang Qiu and nodded.    

    

"Your sword and movement techniques are all extremely brilliant. Perhaps I won't be able to defeat you today. "    

    

Yang Qiu faintly smiled, but his heart was secretly shocked.    

    

This Ji Qinghee, was his strength actually this powerful?    

    

This was the first time he unleashed such a powerful sword energy after his rebirth, and it didn't even touch his opponent's body.    

    

"Again!"    

    

A hearty laugh was heard. Ji Qinghee lunged at Yang Qiu. The air around his body seemed to have turned into extremely sharp lines as he slashed at Yang Qiu.    

    

The sword light in Yang Qiu's hand suddenly spun and turned into a dark green sword dragon that surrounded him. The two forces collided violently. Yang Qiu was forced back twenty meters, and a straight ditch was plowed open on the ground.    

    

Yang Qiu smiled and took a deep breath. A sharp sword energy slashed at Ji Qinghee, but it brushed past his body and cut open a big hole in the forest behind him. Many trees were moldy.    

    

Seeing Yang Qiu break his magic in an instant, Ji Qinghee did not stop. The two of them fought together like a powder grinder. Large areas of the forest were destroyed by the two of them.    

    

"It seems that you are much stronger than what you have shown!"    

    

Ji Qinghee did not finish his sentence before he suddenly cried out in pain.    

    

"Damn it, you. . . Actually hurt me!"    

    

Ji Qinghee was furious. He turned into a black dragon and lunged at Yang Qiu.    

    

Yang Qiu was shocked.    

    

What did this guy want?    

    

Ji Qinghee didn't have any magic left. What spells? His movement technique was like a rogue. He clenched his fists and threw punches at Yang Qiu.    

    

In just a tenth of a second, Ji Qinghee not only rushed to Yang Qiu's side, but also threw a hundred punches at him.    

    

No matter how powerful Yang Qiu was, he couldn't deal with this kind of shameless fighting style.    

    

He really wanted to slash this guy to death with his sword, but his opponent's speed was surprisingly fast, and there were no magic surges on his fist. It was purely his strength.    

    

Could this fella be an individual cultivator?    

    

This ruthless fist technique made Yang Qiu flustered. Fortunately, the protection of the Eternal Immortal Art was still very powerful. Although he suffered quite a few punches, Yang Qiu didn't suffer any injuries.    

    

However, being suppressed by someone like this was simply too shameful.    

    

A dim light flashed in his eyes. The Spiritual Power in his body began to circulate crazily, causing his eyes to turn red.    

    

Puchi!    

    

The clothes on his body could no longer withstand the tearing force, and all of them turned into powder.    

    

Yang Qiu was furious. He suddenly snorted coldly, and all the Spiritual Powers on his body were sent into the Heaven Seeking Sword. The five green sword dragons let out a faintly discernible dragon roar, and in an instant, a green light flashed in the air. The five sword dragons flashed a few times in the air, and all of them struck Ji Qinghee's body.    

    

Ji Qinghee let out a miserable cry, and his entire body shot out like a cannonball. He blasted out a deep trench that was over thirty meters long, and was incomparably straight, halfway up the mountain.    

    

"Stop, stop, stop, stop. I am a man who cares about his face. "    

    

Seeing Yang Qiu following him like a shadow, and the sword light that was about to strike him, Ji Qinghee immediately begged for mercy.    

    

No one knew what material the clothes he was wearing were made of. Surprisingly, nothing happened at all, and his body was covered in dust.    

    

Yang Qiu stopped his attack coldly, but he didn't seem to have any intention of withdrawing the sword light in his hand.    

    

Ji Qinghee jumped up and shook off the dust on his body. Then, he burst into laughter.    

    

"I say, an expert. This demeanor of yours is truly unique. "    

    

Yang Qiu suddenly came back to his senses. He looked down and saw that his whole body was clean. There was not a single thread on his body.    

    

"F * ck!"    

    

His face turned red. The sword light in his hand and the green wind around his body disappeared without a trace.    

    

Yang Qiu hurriedly took out a set of clothes from the Storage Ring and put them on. Only then did he manage to calm down.    

    

When Ji Qinghee looked at him, the expression on his face was unknown.    

    

Envy, admiration, and even a little jealousy.    

    

"Haha, Xumi space? An expert, you are truly extravagant. Look at me, the dignified supervisor of the Number One Department's Inspection Department, you are still using Hundred Treasure Bags. Sigh, why is there such a huge gap between us? "    

    

Yang Qiu looked at the palm-sized bag hanging behind Ji Qinghee's butt and couldn't help but laugh.    

    

This kind of Hundred Treasure Bag was actually a storage space, but compared to the Storage Ring, its grade was many times lower.    

    

It seemed like the refining method of Mortal Realm was really not good.    

    

This fellow's strength was formidable, and the main reason was his cultivation path. It seemed to be completely different from his. He was said to be a body cultivator, but he also knew magic. Could it be that he was walking on the path of martial arts?    

    

"What are you looking for me for?"    

    

"Hmph hmph. . . Aiyo, it hurts. . . I say, expert. You also don't know how to be gentle. Although my skin is rough and my flesh is thick, I can't withstand you ravaging me like this!"    

    

Ji Qinghee took out a pill from his Hundred Treasure Bag and stuffed it into his mouth. As he spoke, even the corners of his mouth felt a burst of pain. He snappily said,    

    

"The higher-ups asked me to inspect you. "    

    

Yang Qiu could not help but ridicule him.    

    

"Examine me? What for?"    

    

"I'm asking you to join the Number One Department. Don't oppose it for now. I don't care if you're willing or not, I'm already here. Furthermore, my face is full of sincerity. Let's find a place to drink some wine and have a good chat. "