Return of the War God

To take or not to take?

The words of killing the old man three times echoed in Ye Wuque's ears, as if waiting for his choice.

But only in an instant, Ye Wuque made a choice.

There was also a sharp smile on the fair-skinned and handsome face, and the bright eyes flashed a trace of heat.

"If you go back to killing the seniors three times, this punch, the boy not only has to take it, but he will surely succeed in taking it!"

Killing the old man three times just now can be regarded as a small trap.

If you choose to pick it up, success is easy to say. If you can't pick it up, you will be seriously injured, or you can leave it if you don't pick it up, but you will inevitably feel fear in your heart. , and even shake the will and affect the mentality.

Especially for Ye Wuque, if he fails, fails to take the punch, is seriously injured, and can't fight with people for a month, it means that he will miss the People's Ranking Challenge three days later, even if he wins the candidate's To qualify, we can only wait for the next person ranking challenge in half a year.

It seems that if Ye Wuque chooses to retire, it is the safest way.

However, this will not be his choice!

Forge ahead, sharp as a ray!

This is Ye Wuque's consistent choice!

If he blindly retreats in times of difficulty and leaves in times of danger, he will inevitably describe a cowardly state of mind, and the fighting spirit and blood in his heart can only disappear completely without a trace.

It is a question of ability if he can't take the punch that kills the old man three times.

To accept or not to accept, is a matter of attitude.

Ye Wuque followed his own attitude and also believed in his own abilities.

"Okay! Sure enough, no one who can break into these seven floors will be a coward. Since this is the case, this old man's punch will come!"

The three-kill old man laughed, the right hand that was originally behind him slowly stretched out, and slowly clenched it into a fist. At the same time, a passionate but deep voice resounded slowly, echoing on the seventh floor.

"Although the old man has been dead for thousands of years, the inextinguishable will of the soul and the killing fist that he has studied throughout his life have been preserved and condensed into this spiritual body, guarding the seventh floor of the tower of trials, although thousands of years have passed. , is extremely lonely, but it is the last bit of strength that this old man can do for me, and I am honored!"

"The old man has no father or mother since he was a child. As long as he can remember, he was adopted by a veteran of a small country in the mortal world. Recognizing his adoptive father, it can be said that he was born as a soldier. For the first half of his life, he has been fighting with the country where his adoptive father is located. Little wars were fought no less than a thousand times."

"On the battlefield, there is blood and blood, there is no right or wrong, there is no grudge, only each has its own master, only life and death are opposed, the old man killed countless enemies, with a bloody and lifeless fighting style, from soldier to captain, from soldier to captain, from soldier to soldier. The captain was promoted to captain, and from captain to general."

"On the battlefield, the old man summed up a set of boxing techniques based on human life and killing. He studied it intensively and focused on one. Later, due to fate, he would join the holy way of the heavens. Sublimation, making it the old man's trump card, this fist is full of the old man's belief and unyielding, full of the old man's will and soul, this fist, the old man calls it...killing!"

The sound of the three-kill old man was like a bell. After he finished the last one, the right fist that was clenched together slowly stretched out. The fist was extremely slow, but extremely firm.

Boom!

In an instant, Ye Wuque seemed to see the three-kill old man in front of him disappeared, replaced by a field of yellow sand flying and blood spilling in all directions!

The boundless screams of killing and the clashing of swords came brazenly. As far as I could see, there was a mad face, covered in blood, but it kept moving forward. Either you died or I died!

The brutal and tragic battle broke out. Although the soldiers on both sides were armed with iron weapons, they could only use the basic method of breathing, and there was not a single monk, but that kind of iron blood and that kind of cruelty kept attacking Ye Wuque's mind like a violent storm. !

At this moment, Ye Wuque seemed to feel that he had become one of them. He held a blood-stained spear and turned into a mortal. He constantly exchanged blood for blood with the opposing soldiers, and exchanged life for life, until day turned into night and night. Turned to dawn, and day reappeared!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque, who was dazed, realized that the original grim but different faces in front of him had all changed, and he had changed too!

He was no longer a soldier who fought bravely to kill the enemy, but a general who sat on a steed and commanded the entire army to fight!

Rebuke Fang Qiu and give pointers to Jiangshan!

And the ferocious face of the enemy army has all turned into the same face at this time, but he can't see clearly, only to find that they are all killing him!

In the end, Ye Wuque's eyes changed again, his mind swayed, and on the battlefield, there was no soldier or soldier, only one came crashing down, constantly expanding, with a huge fist of boundless tragic and iron blood!

This fist attacked from nowhere, but it was accompanied by endless killing intent. This killing intent was terrifying and strong, and it shook Ye Wuque's heart to the point that he was in a trance, and he couldn't even think of resisting!

It seems that as soon as this punch is released, the head of an admiral can be taken thousands of miles away!

"Killing punch!"

A thunder-like sound exploded in Ye Wuque's ear, instantly awakening him. What battlefield, soldiers, broken spears, all these illusions disappeared!

The only thing left is the blood-colored fist of the three-kill old man, and it contains an incomparably tragic and iron-blooded meaning. It seems that wherever this fist passes, it will kill all life and destroy all life!

Domineering, brutal, tenacious!

The killing fist is like a wave, making people feel boundless fear!

But Ye Wuque, at this time, was shocked to realize that he was still indulging in the illusion just now, sweating like blood, his lips were chapped, he was in a trance, his mind was shaking, and his eyes were out of focus. Can sit still and have no resistance!

Ow!

At the critical moment, Ye Wuque bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, his eyes sharpened!

Immediately afterwards, a majestic dragon roar resounded, and he instantly activated the two-pole star body, his combat power was fully activated, his right hand was also clenched into a fist, the holy way of war gushed out like a wave, a tiger head surrounded him, and Ye Wuque also punched. out!

Roar! Bang!

The two fists collided in the void, and a boundless wave of air erupted immediately, and a huge force poured out. Ye Wuque's face changed wildly, his figure exploded, and his right fist instantly became bloody. A violent fist force full of annihilation and destructive power has been uploaded!

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Ye Wuque's figure didn't stop until it hit the tower wall, his face turned pale in an instant, and his body was ravaged and destroyed by the fists of the three-kill old man, like a thousand spears piercing the heart, extremely uncomfortable, as if It will explode anytime!

With just this punch, Ye Wuque was seriously injured. If it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been blown up by the three-kill old man at this moment!

"What a terrible punch! A killing punch! Really powerful!"

He spat out a mouthful of bruised blood, Ye Wuque struggled to stand up, but his eyes became a little confused at this moment, as if his mind was completely occupied by the punch of the three-kill old man just now, and then his eyes closed naturally, his mind was full of chaos, and again A clear, very strange.

Seeing that Ye Wude was in such a state, the three-kill old man showed a smile of admiration.