He has been in the world of cultivation for some time and already knows a lot about the situation in this world.
As far as he knew, some geniuses had extraordinary physiques from the moment they were born. For example, An Ruoxi, who died in his hands earlier, had a lightning body and had unparalleled speed from the moment he was born.
There are also some monks who have strong luck. Through unexpected encounters the day after tomorrow, they get the magic medicine and elixir, or the inheritance from the strong, thus changing their physique. For example, Baihua Fairy, it is because of the inheritance from the saint and the strong that she has a phoenix body.
Without exception, everyone with a special physique has talents far beyond those of their peers, and their cultivation speed is even faster.
Ye Qiu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the prince of Wei in front of him was actually born with a sword.
Rumor has it that once a natural swordsman reaches the realm of a saint, all famous swords in the world, even holy swords, will surrender in front of him.
Wei Wuji laughed and said: "Fairy Yunxi is indeed the saintess of the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland. She is well-informed and can see my physique at a glance."
"Yes, this prince is born with a sword body."
"Ye Changsheng, even if you have amazing speed and extraordinary cultivation, you can't kill me."
Ye Qiu was unmoved, his expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "An Ruoxi said the same thing before, saying that I couldn't kill him, but what's the result?"
"Whether you are born with a sword body or have some other special physique, your fate will be the same as An Ruoxi's."
After saying this, Ye Qiu clenched his fists, his eyes became sharp, and his body was full of fighting spirit.
"Look at you, do you want to fight me with your fists? Ye Changsheng, I advise you not to be arrogant, otherwise you will die by my sword." Wei Wuji seemed to remind him kindly.
"Stop talking nonsense and come here quickly to die." Ye Qiu shouted impatiently.
Wei Wuji's face darkened and he said, "I am not peaceful and want to kill me? You can't do it!"
Wei Wuji was angered, and the aura on his body became sharper, like a magic sword with endless edge.
Looking at the momentum alone, Wei Wuji is indeed very powerful at this moment, and has surpassed the likes of Tuoba Xiong and Cao Mao.
However, Ye Qiu was not afraid at all.
"So what if I was born with a sword body? I will destroy it anyway." Ye Qiu said arrogantly.
"Kill!" Wei Wuji shouted, holding a long red sword and slashing at Ye Qiu.
In an instant, the sword's edge set off a storm, like a stormy sea, sweeping towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu stood where he was, motionless as a mountain.
"Oh——"
Suddenly, the long red sword in Wei Wuji's hand burst into flames, like a fire dragon, slashing towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu moved lightly, avoiding the flames at incredible speed, and appeared dozens of meters away.
Looking back, he saw that the place where he had been standing had been enveloped in flames. The flames fell on the ground, and the surrounding vegetation was completely burned. Even the soil was burnt red, and finally turned into ashes.
It can be seen that if this sword falls on a person, he will be burned to pieces.
"That's all you have?" Ye Qiu scolded, "Trash."
"It's just the beginning, why are you in a hurry?" Wei Wuji smiled coldly and slashed at Ye Qiu with his sword.
This time, the flames on the sword's edge disappeared, replaced by thunder.
Thunder coiled around the sword's edge, like a dragon and a snake coiling around it, with an astonishing edge that arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Whoa!"
Ye Qiu dodged again.
"boom!"
The blade of the sword pierced the air, and thunder poured out. The air was distorted, and then it fell to the ground. With a loud bang, a huge pit appeared on the ground, dust was flying, and bursts of green smoke were rising.
"Is this a natural sword body? Nothing more than that." Ye Qiu mocked.
"Ye Changsheng, these two swords just now were just appetizers. Now, this prince is about to serve the real dish." Wei Wuji laughed evilly and swung his long sword.
In an instant, the sharp sword energy was filled with endless tyranny, like a tide, drowning Ye Qiu.
This sword does not have any fancy sword moves. It looks very ordinary, but it is ordinary and full of power to destroy everything.
Ye Qiu suddenly realized that this sword cut off his way of escape. Even his energy and spirit were pulled by the sword energy, as if he was in a desperate situation, unable to resist.
"It can actually affect my state of mind. It's worthy of being born with a sword."
Ye Qiu couldn't help but praise Wei Wuji's sword moves, which were indeed extraordinary.
However, Ye Qiu is not afraid. He has mastered the supreme swordsmanship, not to mention his superior combat power.
"If your cultivation reaches a higher level, you can fight with me. As for now... you can't compete with me."
After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he punched Wei Wuji's sword with his right hand.
Likewise, his punch didn't have any fancy moves, it was simple and direct.
Wei Wuji couldn't help but sneer: "Use your fist to fight against my sword? Ye Changsheng, you are too conceited..."
boom!
Before Wei Wuji finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that golden light poured out from Ye Qiu's fist, and huge power burst out, like a terrifying storm.
The next second, Wei Wuji saw a golden fist hitting the edge of his sword. Suddenly, a terrifying force rushed towards his face, like the collision of stars.
"What?"
Wei Wuji was startled, and before he could retreat in time, his whole body was shaken by the force and blood spurted from his mouth, and his body flew away.
"Boom!"
Wei Wuji fell a hundred meters away, quickly stood up, looked at Ye Qiu in shock, and asked, "How did you do that?"
"As you can see, one punch breaks it open." Ye Qiu said proudly: "In the face of absolute power, any move is just a paper tiger. Even your natural sword body is no match for me."
Wei Wuji raised his sword and quickly accumulated strength, his momentum rising continuously.
It was obvious that he was preparing to unleash more powerful sword moves, but unfortunately, Ye Qiu no longer wanted to give Wei Wuji another chance to use his sword.
"boom!"
Ye Qiu punched out, like a tsunami from the sky, blazing golden light erupted, dazzling.
Before Wei Wuji could draw his sword, he was knocked away by Ye Qiu's fist.
Ye Qiu chased after him, with fighting spirit boiling all over his body. His fists were like dense raindrops. Coupled with his unparalleled speed, he launched a storm of attacks on Wei Wuji.
In just thirty seconds, Ye Qiu fired more than a dozen punches, and Wei Wuji was knocked away several times.
"Boom!"
In the end, Wei Wuji's body fell to the ground, almost beaten to pieces, and his clothes were stained with blood, which was extremely miserable.
He struggled several times but could not get up.
The injury was really too serious.
"A natural sword body is nothing more than this, let's hit the road!" Ye Qiu finished his words and suddenly stomped down from the sky.
