With Jun Wuye's knowledge, he naturally would not know what the piece of talisman paper on Qiao Xuanfeng was.

If Qiao Xuanfeng is not dead, that talisman paper will basically not work, but if Qiao Xuanfeng is killed by him, that talisman paper will work.

The person who gave Qiao Xuanfeng talisman paper could not only know the news of Qiao Xuanfeng's death as soon as possible, but also sense the location of Qiao Xuanfeng and rushed over from Yanwu Sect.

He didn't know that there was a teleportation array connected to Yanwu Sect nearby, but since Yanwu Sect would send someone to kill him, he must evacuate as soon as possible, otherwise even if he didn't die at the hands of the other party, there would be some trouble.

After cleaning up the scene for a while, he flew quickly towards the direction where the Donglin City of Qi was predicted, and he recovered his true energy while flying.

Before entering the territory of Qi State, a powerful spiritual consciousness surged like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, Jun Wuye was submerged.

"I found you."

A sound full of energy suddenly sounded.

Jun Wuye ignored it, as if he knew nothing, and continued to fly towards the direction where Donglin City of Qi was located.

Not long after, a figure appeared in front of Jun Wuye, and it was Wei Ying, the elder of Yanwu Sect.

As the elder of Yanwu Sect, Wei Ying is naturally very powerful. At least with Jun Wuye's current cultivation level, he cannot deal with it even with countless means, unless he forcibly improves his cultivation level regardless of his foundation.

It is not worth it to force the cultivation of a Yanwu Sect elder. Unless it is really forced to do so, Jun Wuye would not do so.

When he practiced the Wanmu Life Art, Wei Ying could not kill him even if he could capture him alive, so he was never forced to do so.

The way forward was blocked, so Jun Wuye had to stop.

He looked at Wei Ying, without a trace of panic on his face, but instead he was very calm and asked calmly: "Who are you?"

"Don't you ask why I stopped you?"

Wei Ying smiled coldly, "Very good, it seems that you have already realized that I came to kill you."

"Kill me? Just you?" Jun Wuye was full of disdain.

Wei Ying was stunned for a moment and quickly said, "Boy, I'm very curious. Why do you, an early-stage warrior in Tongxuan, dare to be so presumptuous in front of me?"

Before Jun Wuye could answer, he shook his head again, "No, how did you, an early-stage warrior in Tongxuan, kill our disciples of Yanwu Sect?"

As he said that, he looked around, as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

"No need to look for it, I'm the only one." Jun Wuye saw through Wei Ying's thoughts at a glance.

Wei Ying did not relax his vigilance because of Jun Wuye's words, but instead became more cautious. While continuing to search, he said, "It's impossible, you, a warrior in the early stage of Tongxuan, can't kill all the disciples of our Yanwu Sect."

Unless he has absolute strength, it is impossible for the disciples of Yanwu Sect to have no living habits. Jun Wuye's cultivation is only at the beginning of Xuan stage, so he does not believe that Jun Wuye's cultivation can be powerful enough to crush several warriors in the Great Perfection Realm of Guiyuan.

Therefore, even though Jun Wuye said there was only one person, he still suspected that someone was hiding nearby and was waiting for him to take the bait.

Jun Wuye didn't expect Wei Ying to be so suspicious.

After thinking about it, he spoke, "I am really the only one. If you want to kill me, you can come just by yourself."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ying became more convinced of the speculation in his heart and sneered, "Do you think this will make me deceived? Naive, as the elder of Yanwu Sect, I have lived for more than a hundred years and have been practicing for more than the days you have lived. How could I easily be deceived because of your words?"

"It's only been over a hundred years." Jun Wuye was very disdainful.

Although his real age is only eighteen years old, he was the Wuji Demon King who had lived for countless years in his previous life. Someone actually said in front of him that practice time was more than the days he had lived, which was ridiculous.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense to Wei Ying, and left a sentence: "If you don't do anything, I'll leave." After that, he staggered his body and continued to fly forward.

"Slow down!"

Wei Ying once again stopped Jun Wuye.

"What?" Jun Wuye glanced at Wei Ying, still looking very calm.

Wei Ying stared at Jun Wuye for a while, then said, "I don't know if you have ambush, but the problem is not big. Even if you have ambush, you can't keep me. Instead, I want to kill you."

He paused and said, "If there is no ambush, it's fine. If there is really an ambush, as long as you are killed, those who are ambushing in the dark will naturally emerge."

"I said that I am the only one." Jun Wuye emphasized again.

Wei Ying turned a deaf ear and just said, "I ask you, is the death of our disciples of Yanwu Sect really related to you?"

"So what?" Jun Wuye asked back.

Wei Ying: "Since it's related to you, then you can die for me!"

As he said that, he turned into a fiery red light and flew towards Jun Wuye, and punched Jun Wuye with a surging true energy. The violent wave of air wrapped around Jun Wuye's body like the raging anger in Wei Ying's heart.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, Jun Wuye's body exploded.

But before Wei Ying could search for the figures that might appear around him, a green light suddenly appeared, and Jun Wuye's body, which had exploded, returned to complete in an instant.

"you……!"

Wei Ying was shocked and somewhat doubted whether she had hallucinations.

Jun Wuye took two or three steps back, opened some distance from Wei Ying, and immediately activated the Wanmu Shengling Art.

A hundred miles apart, where there are trees, green light shines, and countless fine green particles gather towards Jun Wuye and are absorbed by Jun Wuye's body.

After a brief shock, Wei Ying felt even more angry and shouted: "Go to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Jun Wuye with another palm.

"Bang!"

Jun Wuye was slapped to the ground with a palm from mid-air, but under the influence of the Wanmu Shengyan Art, he still lived well and could not even feel the pain.

Wei Ying was shocked and couldn't help asking, "Why can't you die?"

Jun Wuye did not answer, but just looked at Wei Ying, his eyes full of contempt, "I said, you can't kill me."

"Ahhhh!"

"die!"

"Go to die!"

Wei Ying's figure fell rapidly, and Chaojun Wuye punched several times in a row.

Each punch could blow Jun Wuye's body, but every time, after the strange green light flashed, Jun Wuye recovered, as if he had never been hurt.

“…”

Wei Ying is going crazy, it is the first time I have encountered such an indestructible person.

If you can't kill Jun Wuye, don't mention helping those Yanwu Sect disciples avenge.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged into my heart, making Wei Ying feel a little desperate for a moment.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and stopped attacking Jun Wuye, but raised his hand and grabbed Jun Wuye in his hand.

"Boy, don't think that I can't do anything to you if I can't kill you. Although I don't know what evil skills you have practiced and have the ability to be immortal, it's easy for me to catch you!"

Wei Ying said, sneering, "As long as you are in my hands, I will be able to ask you about the skills you have practiced sooner or later. If you are going to die, the skills you have practiced must be used by me. You can be proud and see what you will do then."

Jun Wuye has never been proud of him.

Even if it fell into Wei Ying's hands, he did not feel panic at all, and there was no fear.

He just looked at Wei Ying and spoke a number: "Sixty-eight."

"Um?"

Wei Ying frowned, puzzled: "What does it mean?"

Jun Wuye: "You hit me sixty-eight times just now, and I will return it a hundred times soon."

"Return a hundred times?"

Wei Ying was speechless, "Boy, you have fallen into my hands now, why should you return it to me a hundred times?"

He paused and continued in a playful tone: "Or, do you think you have the ability to defeat me with your little cultivation?"

Jun Wuye: "You will know soon."

Wei Ying was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't understand what Jun Wuye meant.

He shook his head and forcibly threw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind. He was about to take Jun Wuye away when he suddenly found snowflakes falling on his shoulders.

Looking up, it was snowing heavily in the sky at some point, and a figure stood in the wind and snow, high above, like a goddess in the Nine Heavens.

"Song Shenxue!" Wei Ying was very surprised.

Jun Wuye seemed very calm. He had long expected Song Shenxue to come, so he was not worried about falling into Wei Ying's hands.

Song Shenxue glanced at Jun Wuye, nodded to Jun Wuye, and then said to Wei Ying: "Let Junior Brother Wu Jue go."

Wei Ying's spiritual sense extended and he carefully looked around.

After a while, he took back his spiritual sense and asked with a strange expression: "You are the only one?"

Song Shenxue pursed her lips and replied: "Our elder of Tianjian Sect is already on the way. Now that you let Junior Brother Wu Jue go, I can give you a way out, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Ying: "Just bluffing, I thought I couldn't see it? Your elders of Tianjian Sect have a much higher cultivation level than you. If you really came with you, how could you find this place first?"

Song Shenxue was slightly surprised, but she did not react too much. She continued with a stern face: "Believe it or not, I will only ask you one question, are you willing to hand over the person?"

"What if I don't want to?" Wei Ying asked back.

Song Shenxue seemed to have never dealt with such a scene, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned and she was a little at a loss.

At this time, Jun Wuye's voice sounded: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to, you'll die soon."

Wei Ying was stunned for a moment, because Jun Wuye's voice did not appear in his ears, but in the sky.

He turned his head and looked at his hands, but found that Jun Wuye's figure had disappeared at some point, and what he grabbed in his hand was a phantom.
Chapter completed!