"You said you wrote the Heavenly Level Kung Fu in the Bai Family Martial Arts School?" Miao Bubai asked.
"I wrote it." Hua Qiu nodded.
The Miao family banquet hall was quiet for a few seconds.
"Hahaha..." Miao Bubai looked sarcastic and laughed loudly.
The Miao family's father and son laughed equally, laughing so hard that they fell back and forth.
Because it's the funniest joke they've ever heard!
"Boy, do you know what the Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique is?" Miao Bubai laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath. He looked at Hua Qiu as if he were looking at a clown.
"Heaven-level skills, not to mention warriors in the martial arts realm, are the dream of martial arts saints. Only when martial arts cultivation has reached an unimaginable realm and has an incomparable deep understanding of martial arts can it be possible to create..."
"The Xia Kingdom's martial arts world has a history of thousands of years, and there are only a few Heavenly Cultivation Techniques. Who do you think you are? How dare you claim to have written Heavenly Cultivation Techniques?"
Hua Qiu smiled slightly and was not angry.
Their vision determines their cognition, and they are destined to never reach a higher level.
They regard the heaven-level skills as a treasure, but they cannot catch Hua Qiu's eyes.
"What is this kid doing?" Miao Bubai asked the head of the Miao family.
"Uncle, although this person is arrogant, he should not be underestimated." The head of the Miao family said seriously.
"He is a warrior in the Martial Master realm."
Miao Bubai was shocked when he heard this.
He looked at Hua Qiu with some disbelief.
It's a pity that even though he is the Great Martial Lord, he can't tell the truth about Hua Qiu.
"Are you sure?" Miao Bubai frowned.
There may be such a young martial master in the Xia Kingdom, but there are only one or two of them, both of them have great backgrounds and should not appear in Qishan.
"I just tried it, and it broke two tendons and bones in my hand..." the head of the Miao family said solemnly.
Miao Bubai showed a strange color.
"Boy, tell me your name." Although he was surprised, he didn't take Hua Qiu seriously.
"Great uncle, this person's name is Hua Qiu, from Beishan." Miao Feng said quickly.
"Huh?" Miao Bubai looked shocked when he heard this.
"What did you say his name was?"
"My name is Hua Qiu...great uncle, have you ever heard of his name?"
"Good boy." Miao Bubai smiled sinisterly.
He looked at Hua Qiu again with a strange expression.
"It turns out that you are the sworn enemy of my sect's saintess, but I met you here..."
"You have cultivated to the realm of Martial Master at such a young age, no wonder the saint can bear such a grudge."
Hua Qiu raised his eyebrows.
The saint he was talking about must be Zhou Yuan.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuan also became a saint from the Hexiu Sect.
For such a sect to be able to become a saint, I don’t know how many men she has served...
Zhou Yuan, you are really mean...
Hua Qiu felt even more disgusted in his heart.
"The saintess of our sect once said that whoever can lift Beishan Huaqiu's head in front of her will be able to cultivate with her for the rest of his life..." Miao Bubai said, as if he was reminiscing about something, with a lustful expression on his face.
"It's unlucky for you, I happened to meet you here..."
"It seems that I may still be able to touch the legendary realm of martial arts saints in my lifetime!"
Hua Qiu looked at him and shook his head.
Who is unlucky will be revealed soon.
He didn't say a word, just walked on his own, and slowly walked to Liu Yueyue, whose acupuncture points were tapped.
With a gentle touch, Liu Yueyue's acupuncture points were released.
"Go and wait for someone outside. The next scene here is rather bloody and not suitable for you to watch." Hua Qiu said to her.
Liu Yueyue looked confused and did not move for a while.
It sounds like that old man is very powerful.
Can Hua Qiu really resist?
Also, he just helped himself out of trouble in front of those three people...
But will they let her out?
"Be good, go out." Hua Qiu said with a faint smile.
"Oh...oh..." Liu Yueyue nodded blankly and walked out cautiously.
As she walked, she looked back with worry on her face.
Seeing Liu Yueyue was about to walk out of the banquet hall.
"Uncle!" Miao Feng shouted, anxious.
Miao Bubai's face looked extremely ugly.
How dare this kid ignore him...
"Do you treat me like air?" He shouted angrily.
"Get back here, old man!" He shouted, stretched out his hands into claws, and sucked on Liu Yueyue, and his inner energy came out of his body.
Wu Zun can leave the body with his inner strength, and it doesn't take much effort to suck back a baby girl.
Hua Qiu sneered and waved his hand.
"Bang!"
The air made a huge shaking sound.
A burst of spiritual power bombarded Miao Bubai's internal energy, disintegrating it in an instant.
Miao Bubai's eyelids twitched and his face became gloomier.
"Since you insist on seeking death, I will help you!" He said fiercely, staring at Hua Qiu.
"Anyway, that girl can't go anywhere. If I kill you, I can still catch her back..."
After he finished speaking, Miao Bubai slapped Hua Qiu directly.
A pink sword shaped like a knife cut towards Hua Qiu unstoppably.
Warriors in the realm of Dawu Zun have very strong internal energy, and can already use the energy outside the body to kill enemies at a certain distance at will.
"Is this the Great Martial Lord?" The head of the Miao family was buzzing in his mind.
Which warrior under the Martial Lord would not envy such a fighting method?
"My uncle has become a Great Martial Lord. Killing an ordinary Martial Lord is definitely the same as killing a chicken or a fish. That kid will die!" Miao Feng had resentment on his face.
He really wanted to see Hua Qiu being cut into pieces under that horse.
In the blink of an eye, the pink pigeon landed in front of Hua Qiu.
The next moment, he will be cut into pieces...
A sinister smile appeared on Miao Feng's face, and his anticipation became even stronger.
But Hua Qiu's expression didn't change, and he waved again.
"Buzz..." There were strange fluctuations in the air.
The next moment, the pink horse turned around and struck back at the three people of the Miao family.
And, it’s faster!
"What?!" Miao Bubai, the instigator, changed his face instantly, showing an expression of disbelief.
He has never seen such a fighting method.
With a wave of his hand, his attack returned to its original path...
How is this done? How is it possible?
Logically speaking, even if he wants to counteract his attack, the other party must at least inspire the same amount of power.
It is even more impossible to fight back...
What an amazing way to turn it around with just a wave of your hand!
He has never seen it, let alone heard of it.
The Miao family father and son were dumbfounded and stood on the spot.
His face was full of incomprehensible words.
"Buzz..."
The pink horse has arrived, carrying the aura of death and cutting.
"Be careful!" Miao Bubai shouted, and immediately used all his strength to grab the head of the Miao family and dodge.
But even with his great martial strength, he only had time to catch the head of the Miao family and dodge.
Miao Feng, who was a little behind, couldn't escape...
Seeing the horse Lianqie approaching, Miao Feng was extremely frightened and his pupils dilated sharply.
"Zi..."
Only a brief cutting sound was heard, and Miao Feng didn't even have time to scream. His whole body was cut in half on the spot, and blood flowed out like a fountain.
He was cut into pieces and died instantly.
Until his death, half of his face was full of fear and confusion.
He didn't understand why his great-uncle, who was a great warrior, couldn't do anything to Hua Qiu.
He even didn't understand why his great-uncle's attack killed him.
"Ah... Feng'er!" The head of the Miao family shouted in grief when he saw his son's miserable condition.
Miao Bubai's expression became extremely solemn, staring at Hua Qiu with great fear.
"What state are you...in?" He asked in shock from deep in his heart.