Chapter 1458 Ghost Warrior Saint

The purple-clothed boy's words echoed for a long time, but no one responded.

Suddenly, two rich red lights lit up in the cave, and the outline of a human figure was gradually outlined in the dim light.

This is a man wearing torn black clothes. Although he is sitting cross-legged on a stone pier, from the outline of his upper body, we can still tell that this man is very tall and tall, nearly seven feet tall.

His pure white long hair was spread freely, almost completely covering his face, with only two eyes exposed. Under the blood-red light, the white hair was dyed with a layer of blood, shining like blood in the darkness.

When the purple-clothed boy saw this, his heart skipped a beat, "Are you the Oniwu Saint Lord?"

Although the man's voice was deep and hoarse, it had the roughness and boldness of a vast wilderness, "What do you want from me?"

The purple-clothed boy quickly showed a smile on his face and handed over the invitation that was soaked with sweat in his hand, "My master, the Master of Ryuhui Island, invites Lord Oniwu to go to Ryuhui Island on July 7th next year to participate in the world's best martial arts tournament."

"The best martial arts club in the world?" Oniwu Shengjun released his aura and swung away his messy white hair, revealing a rough and tough face. "The best martial arts club in the world has no meaning to me. In this world, There are no more Saint Lord masters worthy of my action.”

If someone else had said these words, the boy in purple would definitely sneer at him and think that this person was arrogant and crazy. However, when Lord Oniwu said these words, the boy in purple agreed with them from the bottom of his heart.

"Before I came here, my master specifically told me to invite Lord Oniwu. Anyone can be absent, but this person is indispensable." The purple-clothed boy thought to himself, "How can I invite this great god? Please persuade him with good words. I will never agree to go. If you use coercion or inducement, you are simply seeking death, so I have to use provocation. "

The purple-clothed boy had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile: "Oniwu Shengjun has been standing on the top of the holy king for a long time. He thinks that he is invincible and does not take the world's heroes in his eyes. Isn't it a bit too arrogant?"

A faint smile appeared on Onimusha's indifferent face, and the Onimusha's real sword in the darkness was already trembling slightly, "Do you want to die?"

Although Lord Oniwu did not send out any murderous intent, the purple-clothed boy felt boundless terror coming towards him like a tsunami, drowning him in an instant.

The hair on the purple-clothed boy's hair suddenly stood up, and he was extremely panicked, but he knew that he couldn't show his panic now, otherwise he would die faster.

The boy in purple suppressed the panic in his heart and said with a smile: "With the cultivation of the Oniwu Saint Lord, it is easy to kill me. But I am just telling the truth. The masters of the Saint Lord on Nebula Continent have always defaulted you to the Oniwu realm." One person, but I don’t think so. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. It was a long time ago that Oniwu Sage was honored in Oniwu Realm, but now, there are many heroes in the world. There are so many people. This time, the master has invited almost all the most qualified saint masters in the Nebula Continent. Didn’t Lord Guiwu know that there must be no opponent stronger than you among them? "

"There have been talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years?" Oniwu Shengjun suddenly burst into laughter, "With your level, you can't realize my dominance in the Holy Realm. To tell you the truth, this There will be no saint king stronger than me in the world, not before, not now, and not in the future.”

"This Lord Oniwu is really arrogant. He actually claims to be the first person in history."

The boy in purple said, "I don't think so. Among the many heroes invited by the master this time, there are masters who can rival Oniwu Shengjun!"

Oniwu Shengjun said: "Tell me, who are these people?"

The purple-clothed boy smiled and said: "For example, Qingchen Saint, Wushuang Saint, and Oniwu Saint were your strong opponents before they ascended the throne of Oniwu. Now after so many years, their strength is even more... The rising tide lifts all boats, reaching an incredible state. Even if I can't win against you, I will definitely not lose."

Oniwu Shengjun shook his head and said with a smile: "These two people have already lost their fighting spirit after the battle with me. They are like bereaved dogs. They cannot achieve success and are not worthy of the Tao."

"How about the Holy Lord of the Five Mountains?" The boy in purple said with a proud smile, "This person is a master of the Holy Lord who almost made you die. This time, he is also included in the world's best martial arts association!"

Lord Oniwu laughed even harder, and his laughter filled the entire cave.

"I have never met the Holy Lord of the Five Mountains, let alone fought against each other, so how can I tell the truth about my death? The Rat of the Five Mountains is just a villain who is just trying to gain fame. He is just borrowing my name to enhance his power. This person If you stand in front of me, you can kill him with one sword!"

The face of the boy in purple changed, "What about Holy Lord Zixu? This person is your strongest enemy. The seven days and seven nights of hard battle between the two of you in Tianding Mountain was witnessed by the whole world! This person is so powerful. , It’s not just a boast, is it? This time the world’s best martial arts meeting, Lord Zixu also participated!”

The smile on Lord Oniwu's face finally subsided, his eyes were distant, as if he was reminiscing, and he showed a rare look of admiration, "Sage Lord Zixu is indeed my lifelong enemy, but after the battle at Tianding Mountain, I I defeated him, and he was severely injured. He is no longer my opponent."

The purple-clothed boy said quickly, "But he has recovered from his injuries now. If he fights with you, we still don't know who will win."

Ghost Warrior Saint shook his head and said with a smile: "When we reach the pinnacle of the realm, a difference of one move is a world of difference! In your opinion, we have fought for several days and are evenly matched. He only lost one move to me, which was a rare defeat. But in fact, Zixu himself knew that he lost not only one move, but a huge gap in talent, understanding, hard work, and experience that could not be made up. If he did not break through to the Dragon Warrior Realm, he would need to practice for at least a thousand years to make up for the gap of this move in the Ghost Warrior Realm!"

"So, between him and me, There is no need for a competition. He will lose, and I will win! Although Zixu is the closest person to me, he will never be as good as me. "

The words of the Ghost Martial Saint made the purple-clothed boy speechless, and he was sweating profusely, "How can there be such a confident person in the world! Is it really impossible to invite him? But the master has ordered that he must go to Longhui Island. If this cannot be completed, I am afraid that I will not be able to be reused in the future. In any case, he must be invited!"

The Ghost Martial Saint said: "You can leave."

"Wait!" The purple-clothed boy raised his hand and said.

The Ghost Martial Saint frowned, "You don't want to leave? Do you want to die?"

The purple-clothed boy said: "Of course not, I just think it's a pity."

"What's a pity?"

"If the Ghost Martial Saint does not go to Longhui Island to participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting, your name will be used by others." The purple-clothed boy smiled.