Fuyang City, within the jurisdiction of the Zhanwu Temple, is one of the hundred holy cities under the Zhanwu Temple, but because this city is located on the edge of the power of the Zhanwu Temple, coupled with its small scale, there are less than 100,000 people in the city, and although the city lord is a strong saint lord, he is already old, so there are often many wicked people who haunt and disturb the surrounding peace.

Almost every year, the Warrior Temple sends a large number of disciples to this city to rectify law and order.

The notice in Yi Qiu's hand was from a wealthy family surnamed Yang in Fuyang City.

After Yi Qiu got the mission notice, he left the Battle Martial Arts Temple directly, and then traveled for ten days in a row to come to the house of the person surnamed Yang in Fuyang City.

This family, in Fuyang City, is second to none, and the family house occupies most of the streets.

Yi Qiu walked to the gate of the Yang family and was stopped by two guards.

"Who are you and what is the matter with you?"

The cultivation of the two guards is not high, they are just martial artists of the Blood Venerable Realm, and they are all looking at Yi Qiu with a vigilant face at this moment.

In the Holy Domain, not all of them are Sages, the vast majority of people are still ordinary martial artists, especially in a remote place like Fuyang City, Sages are rare species, and it is estimated that there are no more than twenty people in the entire Holy City.

Yi Qiu didn't speak, smiled and took out the identity jade plate of the Battle Martial Temple in his sleeve and handed it over.

Although the cultivation of the two people was not high, they knew the identity jade plate of the Battle Martial Temple, and their faces changed suddenly, and they all showed extremely respectful expressions.

"It turned out to be the Holy Envoy of the Battle Martial Temple, I don't know what the Holy Envoy is doing here?"

Yi Qiu said lightly: "Your patriarch issued a notice in our Battle Martial Temple, saying that your eldest lady was kidnapped by a group of wicked people, and I came to save your eldest lady on purpose. ”

One of the guards hurriedly said, "I see, the Holy Envoy will go and say a word later." ”

"Tired. ”

The guard turned and walked through the gate, and it wasn't long before he walked out again.

"Holy Envoy, please come with me. ”

"Good. ”

Immediately, Yi Qiu followed the guard into the gate, and then in the labyrinthine courtyard, he turned around and came to a hall.

"Your Excellency has arrived. ”

Yi Qiu looked up and saw dozens of people sitting in the hall, men and women, old and young, everyone looked solemn, and at first glance it was the high-level of the Yang family.

And these people's cultivation is not high, they are all around the Blood Venerable, and there are also several Blood Emperors among them, but the white-haired old man sitting at the head and a middle-aged man next to him already have the cultivation of the Sage, and the cultivation of the middle-aged man has reached the middle stage of the Sage, and his strength is not low.

At this moment, the people in the hall also discovered Yi Qiu's arrival, and a pair of eyes instantly projected towards Yi Qiu and fell on Yi Qiu's body, but after discovering that Yi Qiu's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Sage, they all shook their heads, revealing a very disappointed expression.

The white-haired old man frowned even more and said, "Your Excellency is the Holy Envoy from the Battle Martial Temple?"

Yi Qiu said lightly: "Exactly." ”

Without waiting for the white-haired old man to speak, the middle-aged man beside him said, "Your Excellency is only a cultivator in the early stage of the Sage, and you dare to come to take on this task, is there no one in your Battle Martial Temple?"

Yi Qiu's pupils shrank, and there was no trace of fluctuation on his face, and he said, "The nobleman's mission notice doesn't seem to require cultivation restrictions. ”

"Hmph, having said that, do you think that with your strength, you can complete this task? You must know that this is not a simple task, not only will you not be able to save the eldest lady, but you may die, Lord Holy Envoy, it is better to think about it. ”

Yi Qiu said: "Don't worry, since I dare to take it, I am naturally sure to save people, you can tell me where those wicked people are." ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "Your Excellency is confident, but you must know that this is not something you can do if you say it, if you fail, it will not only harm you, but also harm the life of our eldest lady, can you afford this matter?"

Yi Qiu frowned, I don't know why, this middle-aged man seems to be targeting him everywhere, could it be that this person has a grudge against the Battle Martial Temple?

At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head to the white-haired old man and said, "Patriarch Yang, I think I still hand over the task of saving the eldest lady to Lu, as long as Patriarch Yang gives me three hundred holy stones, Yang will definitely rescue the eldest lady safely." ”

Hearing this, Yi Qiu suddenly realized, and suddenly sneered in his heart, no wonder this guy was so targeted at him, it turned out that this person was also worried about those holy stones, but it was not so easy to take food from the tiger's mouth.

Just when the white-haired old man hesitated, Yi Qiu sneered: "How can Your Excellency conclude that I can't save it, and you can save that eldest lady?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, glanced at Yi Qiu with disdain, and said, "Needless to say, my cultivation is a small realm higher than you, this is the gap in strength." ”

Yi Qiu said lightly: "Your Excellency said with a smile, strength is not determined by the realm, you can only know it if you have tried it." ”

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill erupted in his eyes, and he said, "Hmph, boy, do you mean to talk to me?"

"So what?"

Yi Qiu stood with his hands in his hands and sneered.

You must know that he came so far just to get those holy stones, so he will not give anything to others.

"What an arrogant boy, since this is the case, this saint will learn the mastery of the disciples of the Battle Martial Temple!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Yi Qiu in an instant, his wide palm, carrying an incomparably majestic holy power, and slapped towards Yi Qiu.

Yi Qiu snorted coldly, and his right hand slowly slapped out, and the holy power that was not weaker than the middle-aged man blasted out.

The two palms faced each other, and let out an earth-shattering roar, and then the middle-aged man and Yi Qiu stepped back at the same time.

The middle-aged man almost retreated dozens of steps frantically before he stood firm, his face was pale for a while, while Yi Qiu, on the other hand, only took a few steps back and stood firm.

Which is stronger and which is weaker is naturally known at a glance.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

You must know that the middle-aged man's cultivation is a realm higher than Yi Qiu's, and his holy power is not comparable to Yi Qiu at all, but under the fight, Yi Qiu has the upper hand, which is incredible.

"How can the holy power in your body be so strong!"

The middle-aged man said with an embarrassed face.

Of course, this person didn't know that Yi Qiu's holy power was not weaker than him, but he also had the artistic conception of strength, and the palm just now, of course, was a little stronger than him.

Yi Qiu snorted coldly and said, "I said, the realm does not represent strength, and now Your Excellency still thinks that I am not qualified to receive this task?"