"Little guy, be careful of this Qian Kun, he's wearing a Wind and Thunder Gauntlet on his hand, which possesses the power of thunderclap. If you're hit by him, even if you don't die, you'll definitely suffer serious injuries."

  After eating a roasted chicken, Chen Ruoyan wiped her lips and reminded Liu Wuxie to be careful of the gloves in Qian Kun's hands.

  Without her reminder, Liu Wuxie also noticed that this glove was very unusual and had actually reached the level of a top-grade Xuanwu artifact, which ordinary weapons could hardly damage.

  "No matter who sent you, for killing my third brother, I will crush your bones to ashes, pull out your tendons, peel off your skin and hang you on the flagpole to dry in the sun for ten days and nights."

  Qian Kun spoke out word by word, endless anger sweeping the entire main hall, and all the tables and chairs in the middle were blown up.

  Those corpses were blown away, clearing a large area of land, making it convenient for the two to fight.

  "We'll see if you have what it takes!"

  Liu Wu Xie didn't dare to be careless, his evil blade rose, the sharp and fierce knife intent was released without any restraint.

  "Good sword!"

  Qian Kun couldn't help but exclaim in admiration as he was drawn to the short knife in Liu Wuxie's hand.

  This was no ordinary xuan-qi, for he was also a master craftsman, and at a glance, he could tell that the knife in Liu Wuxie's hand was of a very high grade.

  Not under his Thunderfist gauntlets.

  "Cut!"

  Liu Wu Xie didn't like beating around the bush. His goal was clear: annihilate the Red Dragon Society and move on to the next task, nothing more.

  Evil blade hangs in the air and slashes down, a sword aura several tens of meters long emits a fierce rumbling sound, the ground begins to explode, as if there was an earthquake.

  Without hiding or reserve, Liu Wu's true energy burst out like a flood, wildly and violently surging forth.

  The night owl stood at the gate, his face suddenly changing color. No wonder Big Brother didn't let him make a move, this kid is very sinister.

  The tiny Washing Spirit Realm's combat strength is actually comparable to the triple Washing Marrow Realm, this is also too unbelievable.

  Qian Kun moved neither hastily nor slowly, his hands forming a profound and mysterious hand seal. Threads of wind and thunder power enveloped him, and his right hand suddenly shot up, grasping towards the sword aura.

  What kind of move is this, bare-handed against a white blade?

  The slash of Liu Wuxie's knife was enough to cleave through a cultivator in the second stage of Washing the Marrow, let alone a mere mortal.

  "Clang!"

  The moment the sword fell, Qian Kun caught it with his bare hands, and the metallic impact filled the entire main hall.

  "Crack!"

  With a sudden burst of force, Liu Wuxie's sword aura was torn apart and directly pinched off by Qian Kun. This scene scared Chen Ruoyan's small face pale, she didn't expect Qian Kun's strength to be so terrifying.

  Liu Wuxie's face didn't change at all, and the evil blade continued to stab out, this time with an even more sinister angle, aiming straight for Qian Kun's head.

  Qian Kun remained unmoved, his right hand continued to reach out and grab towards the evil blade, planning to seize the White Blade with his bare hands.

  In the blink of an eye!

  Two bodies collided together, a burst of weapon impact sounds, echoing across the field, and it was already impossible to distinguish the figures on the scene.

  Liu Wuxie's crane dance reached its peak, and Qian Kun's body technique was not weak either, his movements were unpredictable.

  It's hard to tell who is stronger and who is weaker as people come and go.

  "Boom!"

  "Clang!"

  The two men exchanged several blows, and the evil blade chopped down on Qian Kun's arm, still unable to move him in the slightest. The armor he was wearing was somewhat unusual, almost impervious to swords and spears.

  The evil blade can cut open a bull's horn with one knife, but it cannot break the armor on Qian Kun's body, which is very unusual.

  Endless waves of air, with two people at the center, surged in all directions. A huge whirlpool appeared in the middle of the great hall, and the two were fighting in the midst of the whirlpool.

  Xue Hong Dao Fa Liu Wu Xie performed a set, still unable to defeat Qian Kun. Since he started practicing martial arts, Liu Wu Xie encountered his first opponent for the first time.

  The knife cut horizontally, the Ghost Eye Technique was displayed, Qian Kun's speed continued to slow down, the evil blade went straight for Qian Kun's armpit three inches away, extremely cunning.

  Qian Kun was shocked, his palm technique was flawless, surpassing the ordinary Xuanjie martial skills. Liu Wuxie found the flaw so quickly and retreated rapidly to avoid a fatal blow.

  Evil blade stabs empty space, willow without evil does not retreat but advances instead, deceiving the body and rising up, this time the knife method is even more cunning.

  No technique can be used, Qian Kun cannot break through the move, and can only dodge, angry him a loud whistle, palm suddenly cut down.

  A terrifying gust of wind swept towards Liu Wuxie, carrying with it the power of thunder and lightning. If he didn't dodge, he would be struck to death by the thunder and lightning.

  Helpless, Liu Wuxie took a step back, withdrew his evil blade, and met him with one palm.

  Fearsome and wild true energy surged into his palm, appearing in an instant like a ferocious beast letting out a loud roar. He had never seen such terrifying true energy before.

  "Rumble!"

  Two vastly different auras collided, sending forth endless waves of shock.

  Right away!

  The two bodies flew out together and retreated back to their original positions. The whirlpool in the middle continued to rotate for a minute before slowly disappearing.

  A numbness spread through his arm and into his body, the Heaven Swallowing Cauldron stirred, swallowing all of the incoming wind and thunder power.

  A thread of lightning appeared in the vast wilderness, like a silver snake, floating in the desolate world.

  Qian Kun's face turned gloomy, his right hand slightly trembling, the destructive power of Tai Huang's true energy was too strong, and his Wind and Thunder Gauntlets were left with fine cracks, almost shattering.

  His gaze converged into a line, sizing up Liu Wuxie from top to bottom. He had been famous for thirty years and rarely met his match. Today, he was actually forced to this extent by a junior.

  "Who are you, anyway? When did the Great Yan Empire ever produce such an evil creature?"

  Qian Kun's heart began to waver, after exchanging hundreds of moves, he couldn't find a single flaw in Liu Wuxie's defense, he had never met such a formidable opponent before, and for the first time, his confidence in his own realm was shaken.

  Liu Wuxie's moves, and his true energy, he had never seen before. The seemingly simple and unadorned knife technique was deadly, making it impossible to defend against.

  And his terrible aura was enough to destroy everything.

  Chen Ruoyan was equally curious and wanted to know about Liu Wuxie's background. She basically knew all the young and promising people of the Great Yan Dynasty, but Liu Wuxie was too unfamiliar.

  Age can't be faked, and Liu Wuxie looks no more than twenty years old no matter how you look at him.

  How can such a demon remain unknown?

  "I've said it all, I'm just a nobody!"

  Liu Wu Xie shrugged and didn't want to make any further explanations. He put away his evil blade, after a round of fighting, he had made up his mind.

  "If you won't say it yourself, I'll kill you later and tear off your mask, then I'll naturally know."

  After a brief pause, the numbness in Qian Kun's arm disappeared. The terrifying power of the wind and thunder produced small whirlpools, which merged together as his hands combined, starting to condense.

  "Little guy, you'd better be careful. This old man is not simple. This move should be called 'Gathering of Wind and Thunder'. In the past, relying on this move, he defeated countless masters."

  Chen Ruoyan hastily reminded him that he was familiar with Qian Kun's details, so as not to let Liu Wuxie suffer a loss, and informed him in advance.

  The air around him was constantly compressed, forming a storm that gathered behind Qian Kun.

  The storm's center location released infinite lightning, Qian Kun's hands formed a seal, the vortex grew larger and larger, wanting to devour everyone present.

  The tables and chairs scattered on the ground collectively exploded, unable to withstand the whirlpool's suction, and were all sucked in.

  The women who had been swept away let out bursts of screams, their bodies beyond control, heading towards the whirlpool.

  Chen Ruoyan hastily took action and brought these women to a safe area to avoid being affected.

  A dark whirlpool, like a wild beast preying on humans, Liu Wuxie's robes fluttered without wind, his body slightly out of control, an invisible force pulled him towards the whirlpool.

  Knitting his brows tightly, in these few months, all the experts he had encountered were nothing but trash compared to Qian Kun.

  Right fist raised, the starting pose of the Overlord Fist, Liu Wuxie brought out his strongest move.

  The desolate wilderness was filled with an eerie, unsettling energy, as if the very land itself was stirring. The ancient trees, towering over five meters high, creaked and groaned with a deafening screech, their terrifying wooden essence pouring into Liu Wuxie's body.

  Fists clenched, no earth-shattering, no terrifying waves, flat and dull, can't feel a hint of power fluctuations.

  The more it is like this, the more terrifying it is.

  Once unleashed, it is after all the power of thunder and lightning.

  Yexiao clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could go up and help his brother. At this moment, he must not make any rash moves, lest he disturb his brother.

  The air waves rolled and the murals hanging on both sides of the stone wall exploded together.

  "Ka ka ka......"

  The main hall could not withstand it, making a cracking sound, and was about to collapse at any moment. Rocks the size of washbasins fell from above, scaring away the rascals who were guarding outside, lest they be crushed underneath.

  The bluestone slabs under their feet cracked inch by inch, the ground began to sink, and a large amount of water gushed out, already overflowing the two men's trouser legs.

  Who would have thought that under their feet was a hidden river, with rushing water roaring past beneath them.

  Chen Ruoyan's heart was lifted to her throat, her fists clenched tightly, and as she thought about her previous actions, a hint of regret appeared on her small face.

  "The winds and thunders gather!"

  Qian Kun let out a loud shout, and the whirlpool behind him suddenly expanded, enveloping the entire grand hall. Liu Wuxie was wrapped inside, unable to escape.

  The ultimate move, carrying a terrifying devouring power, rolled up the bluestone on the ground and charged towards Liu Wuxie.

  "Kid, you can die now, no one can survive this move."

  A chilling sneer echoed from within the vortex.

  It's been many years since Qian Kun last used this move. Back then, he relied on this very move to make a name for himself at Tianmu Academy.

  "Not bad technique, wanting to kill me? You're still not good enough!"

  Liu Wuxie stood in the middle of the whirlpool, motionless as a mountain, facing the tearing air waves, his body unscathed.

  Around him, an invisible force emerged, with a devouring ability comparable to the Heavenly Cauldron, and Qian Kun was too weak.

  The power of thunder and lightning was swallowed up by the Tian Tian Ding, leaving no harm to him, but instead helped him perfect the Tai Huang world.

  This scene made Qian Kun's face reveal shock, Liu Wuxie was actually absorbing his lightning power.

  "You've been attacking me for so long, shouldn't you also take a punch from me now!"

  One foot stepped out, walking out of the vortex, a breathtaking power, tearing open a path.

  Chen Ruoyan's small mouth was wide open, she was very clear about the power of Feng Lei Qi Ju this move, so she used a sneak attack.

  In a life-and-death struggle, she is definitely not Qian Kun's opponent.

  An ordinary and unremarkable fist, carrying the divine power of all heavens, as if the gods have descended. Liu Wuxie steps on auspicious clouds, just like a god arriving, overlooking the world.

  The whirlpool formed by the gathering of wind and thunder bursts open continuously, unable to withstand the crushing blow of the tyrant's fist.

  "This is impossible! What kind of fist technique is this?!"

  Qian Kun was terrified and his body retreated continuously. Liu Wuxie's powerful fist exceeded his understanding, this wasn't a humanly possible martial skill, only gods could exhibit such power.

  The tyrannical fist used a force that was impossible to dodge, enveloping Qian Kun's body, leaving him no choice but to forcibly resist the attack.

  From Aiwan.