Deliveryman of the Heaven

In merely ten minutes, Weiqing had chased the entire secret realm and killed eight people. Only the old man from the Life and Death Sect remained.    

Although Weiqing and the other nine were of similar strength, Weiqing's name was too well-known, and these people subconsciously feared Weiqing. At first, Weiqing did not realize that his strength had been restricted. Killing three of his opponents with a single strike had caused the remaining six to lose all ability to resist, thus, Weiqing easily massacred five people. Only the old man from the Life and Death Sect remained.    

If these people had used their power to fight Weiqing head on, it would be impossible for Weiqing to win so easily.    

"Let's take a break!"    

Weiqing was not in a hurry to find his last opponent. Instead, he sat cross-legged on top of the cliff and tried to recover his strength.    

However, Weiqing realized, although the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth seemed to be very abundant in the secret realm, in reality, it was impossible to cultivate. In other words, the power that was used up here was not something that could be replenished. This made it difficult for Weiqing, because he had exhausted a lot of his energy to chase after the five people previously. Now, he only had half of his initial strength left.    

The 'Life and Death Sect' is an ancient sect. Naturally, it has its own extraordinary aspects.    

To Weiqing, the Human King Mystic Realm was a cruel place.    

Because everyone's strength was forced to be on the same level, to show fairness, even those opponents with really high strength could encounter fierce pursuit from the other nine people in the same secret realm. If one was not careful, they could be eliminated first, and no matter who wanted to continue advancing, they would have to kill the other nine people.    

Although the death that was said here was not a true death, the feeling of death was very real.    

After about half an hour, the old man from the Life and Death School came over himself, covered in blood, with blood flowing out of his eyes, barechested and with silver needles sticking out of his body, he looked at Weiqing coldly and mocked: "Weiqing, I heard that you are the number one genius in the world, at such a young age, you almost have the strength of an Immortal Emperor, you are truly not bad, but what a pity, you met my Mu Tianlun!"    

Weiqing looked at Mu Tianlun, and coldly shouted: "You are not the first person to say that you have the ability to kill me."    

Mu Tianlun laughed: "But I will be the last."    

Weiqing nodded: "Hopefully. I am also very curious about what kind of existence your Life and Death Sect is."    

Mu Tianlun teased: "Very soon, you will know."    

Bang bang bang ~    

Mu Tianlun roared, the silver needles on his body flew out a dozen needles and his aura instantly soared, quickly surpassing Weiqing's. He then flapped his bloody wings and rushed towards Weiqing, with his Black Iron Rod in his hand, Weiqing did not take the initiative to attack. Because Weiqing clearly understood that Mu Tianlun's strength, who had currently used the Secret Art, was still above his own. It was obvious that this ancient Secret Art had broken the shackles that restricted the strength of the Secret Realm!    

In this kind of situation, Weiqing understood the importance of using force.    

Either he didn't make a move, or he had to heavily injure his opponent the moment he made a move!    

Mu Tianlun's pair of wings swept over, causing Weiqing to leap backwards, and left afterimages in the air, shaking off Mu Tianlun's attacks time and time again.    

Evading, was a skill that Weiqing used to be invincible, but now, he once again pushed himself to the limit. It was a feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time.    

"Weiqing, what ability is this to run!"    

Evidently, Mu Tianlun had not expected Weiqing's dodging abilities to be so strong, and to be even faster than his attacks.    

Mu Tianlun roared: "No matter what, you are also a quasi-Immortal Emperor Expert, your strength is far above mine, why have you become a clown now, so unbearable?"    

Even though Mu Tianlun's mouth was filled with curses and thrills, Weiqing had been through hundreds of battles, how could he be so agitated by Mu Tianlun's words until he lost all reason? Honestly speaking, even though the combat power Mu Tianlun was displaying right now was above Weiqing, it was not to the extent of being undefeatable. The reason why Weiqing did not fight, was because he could tell what Mu Tianlun was using the Secret Art.    

Previously, Mu Tianlun was only an opponent for one move, but now that Mu Tianlun had unleashed his Secret Art, his strength had greatly increased. From the looks of it, his entire body was covered with blood, and there were dozens of silver needles stuck in his body.    

Therefore, Weiqing could only continue to fight. After Mu Tianlun had exhausted most of his energy, he would just strike again to kill him. As for the so called fleeing was a little ugly, how could Weiqing care about winning or losing?    

Weiqing and Weiqing were like two cats chasing after a mouse. After circling in the air for around ten minutes, Mu Tianlun struck out forcefully, but was unable to approach Weiqing at all, and the aura around his body began to become a little dispirited, as he angrily scolded continuously, "Mu Tianlun, with your current strength, you simply can't kill me. I think you should just pull out all of the silver needles so that you have a chance!"    

Mu Tianlun raged: "Damn it!"    

Weiqing mocked: "You're releasing your potential step by step like this, if you can't kill me, then you won't be able to accomplish your original intention, and will be able to eliminate a strong enemy for your master."    

Mu Tianlun's face turned ashen, and unexpectedly hesitated for a moment.    

This kind of Secret Art that could stimulate one's temporal potential had its pros and cons. In a short period of time, he could stimulate the power of his acupuncture points to achieve his goal of killing the enemy. Moreover, the more acupuncture points he stimulated, the more potential he would unleash. Similarly, the greater the stimulation, the greater the backlash once the battle was over. Obviously, Mu Tianlun wanted to stimulate a portion of his energy in order to kill Weiqing and spend some money to accomplish big things.    

Just as Weiqing had said, once again, Weiqing and Jun Linchen had clashed. The grudge between them would definitely be decided once more by the Sky Fate Wheel this time.    

As an expert of the Life and Death Sect, Mu Tianlun naturally hoped that the leader of the Life and Death Sect, Jun Linchen, would become the leader of the Human King and seize the position of the one standing side by side with the heavens. Mu Tianlun wanted to make use of himself to pay a bit of a price to help his clan master sweep away a few strong enemies. Otherwise, since this was a secret realm and Mu Tianlun had been killed by Weiqing, there wouldn't be much of a loss, so why would he go all out like this?    

"Good, today this old man will bet his life on whether or not you are as tenacious as the rumors say you are!"    

Mu Tianlun was very clear that Weiqing was trying to agitate him, but he also knew that what Weiqing said was the truth. The moment he thought about how he had eliminated Weiqing in the first round, Jun Linchen had a very high chance of becoming the champion.    

Because Mu Tianlun was very clear that the first round was Weiqing's weakest battle power, and was the best opportunity to kill him …