Return of the War God

At this moment, it was ten minutes at noon, and the sky above the sky was filled with boundless scorching light and heat.

Inside the gate of Qingya City, Ye Wuque grabbed Zhou Wuwu's neck with his right hand, and lifted him up like a chicken. !

The fighting spirit of the Holy Dao has poured into Zhou Wuwu's body, banning all his cultivation bases, so Zhou Wuwu at this time is no different from a mortal.

The black hair was stirring, Ye Wuque was white and handsome and bloodied, and the left hand was holding Zhou Wuyong's bloody right arm. The ferocious wound was facing the ground, dripping warm blood continuously.

Zhou Wuwu's miserable howls echoed in the radius of dozens of meters, and Ye Wuque stared at him, his bright eyes were cold and ruthless, like a blood asura.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Wang Sheng, who was originally crawling on the ground, suddenly burst out laughing wildly. Although he was hoarse and hoarse, his blood-red eyes were full of pleasure!

That is a kind of catharsis after despair reaches the limit, it is a kind of madness after a great vengeance!

"Retribution! Retribution! Heaven has eyes! You devil! Didn't you tear off my father's arm? You have this time too! Hahahaha! Dad! Look! Look! This devil has been retributed! Embroidery girl! Embroidery girl! Wooooooooo…”

Wang Sheng's roar went from madness full of hatred, to the catharsis of revenge, and then to the pain of his wife's death.

Wang Sheng's old parents were holding onto their despairing and weeping son.

"Ah...don't kill me! Don't kill me! Let me go! Let me go!"

Zhou Wuwu saw that there was no hope of breaking free, and his right arm was directly torn off by the young man in front of him. The boundless pain that kept attacking the nerves turned into boundless fear, and the fear finally formed mourning and begging for mercy.

"Let go of you? Those mortals who were slaughtered by you also begged you for mercy like this before dying. Did you let them go?"

The icy and ruthless voice entered Zhou Wuwu's ears, and the hand that was holding his throat kept restraining the hoop, which suddenly made Zhou Wuwu even breathing a luxury. Pale white, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

Because he had already sensed that the young man who was holding his throat was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but his cultivation was powerful, fierce, and cold, far exceeding any young man he had ever seen. Generations of geniuses.

A genius of this level is not something that an ordinary sectarian family can cultivate, only... a super sect!

And even in the super sect, it is the top group of the top people.

"Why? Why? Why did I meet these guys? Could it be that I'm going to die here today?"

As the 80th murderer on the list of 100 murderers, Zhou Wuwu's cultivation base has also reached the peak of the early Origin Soul Realm.

All along, he has committed many evils, not only attacking and killing disciples of many sectarian families, but also slaughtering countless mortals in the secular world.

But good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and this time it's finally in the hands of Ye Wuque.

After knowing that begging for mercy was useless, Zhou Wuyong's pale face finally showed the last madness and resentment, his true nature was revealed, and he laughed wildly: "I have killed countless so-called genius disciples of your famous sect in this life, and also tortured and killed female monks! Hiss... I really miss the taste! I have enjoyed it, and I have been happy! Hahahaha... Even if I die today, it is enough. It's just death. If you have a seed, you can kill me! What about death? I'm afraid What? Hahahahaha..."

Zhou Wuwu stomped his feet and laughed frantically, as if he was not afraid of death, and was extremely arrogant.

He knew that he would definitely die, and he would definitely be killed by Ye Wuque in the end.

"Kill me! Didn't you want to kill me? You did it! You bastard! You are killing me!"

With his only left arm, he tightly squeezed Ye Wuque's right arm, trying to provoke Ye Wuque, but no matter how hard he tried, Ye Wuque's right arm that grabbed his throat didn't move, as if it was poured with fine iron. , knocking on it with a muffled sound.

However, no matter how clamoring Zhou Wuwu was, how crazy he was, or how he wanted to anger Ye Wuque, he finally found out that he was doing useless work.

When Zhou Wuwu looked at Ye Wuque, all he saw was a pair of bright but always cold and calm eyes.

In those eyes, he could not see any emotion, nor did he have any killing intent, only calm, a kind of Yellow River that seemed to be the deepest part of the hundred hells under the Nine Serenities, which made the scalp numb and the heart tremble.

For some reason, Ye Wuque's eyes made the fear that Zhou Wuwu had suppressed just now surge again, and it became ten times more intense!

"You forgot, I have said before, I will not kill you, I will only make your life worse than death. Ye Mou's words always follow his words."

The indifferent and cold voice echoed in Zhou Wuwu's ears again, causing every hair on his body to stand up, and the chill in his heart even overwhelmed the pain caused by the broken arm.

"You...what do you want to do? You...you have the guts to kill me!"

The clamor also became trembling and became weak, because Ye Wuque's posture was too calm, and the calmness made Zhou Wuwu really feel the fear, the kind of fear that came from the depths of his soul.

Suddenly, Ye Wuque threw away Zhou Wuwu's right arm, and then lifted his left hand to catch Zhou Wuwu's left arm, and then exerted force!

"what……"

In Zhou Wuwu's miserable howl again, Ye Wuque tore off his left arm, and the blood that had just stopped spurted out again!

Both Zhou Wuwu's arms were ripped off by Ye Wuque, the scene was extremely tragic, but in the eyes of Wang Sheng's family of three, this scene was the best consolation and catharsis.

Ye Wuque's method may seem cruel, but how can it compare to Zhou Wuwu's perverted method of humiliating and ravaging others?

Such a murderer, even a thousand cuts is not enough to vent his hatred!

After ripping off Zhou Wuwu's two arms in a row, Ye Wuque still held Zhou Wuwu high, but at this moment Zhou Wuwu was trembling all over, and he didn't even have the strength to let out a miserable cry, so he could only stare at Ye Wuque, his eyes Fear is mixed with resentment.

Because he didn't know what Ye Wuque would continue to do to him next.

Zhou Wuwu could feel that the other party ripped off his two arms, which was just the beginning.

hum!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque pointed his left hand to Wang Sheng, who was lying on the ground with all his bones broken, and a strong Holy Dao battle qi shot out and entered Wang Sheng's body.

Crackling!

Immediately, Wang Sheng felt as if hot boiling water had been poured into his body, but it was not uncomfortable at all. Instead, the bones that were originally planned by Zhou Wuwu began to vibrate violently, as if they had been temporarily condensed by an unpredictable force. stand up.

More than half of the strength that had disappeared was recovered. Wang Sheng was very surprised and thought, and slowly stood up from the hands of his parents, as if his injuries had recovered.

This is Ye Wuque's use of the Holy Dao battle aura to temporarily coagulate Wang Sheng's bones together, allowing him to regain his mobility. After this, the healing speed of his broken bones will increase several times with the help of the Holy Dao battle energy.

He handed an ordinary healing medicinal pill to Wang Sheng and asked him to take it for his old father. Although he could not be reborn from a severed limb, taking a monk's medicinal medicinal pill with a mortal body, even if it was only a low-grade medicinal medicinal pill, was enough. Stop the injury and heal quickly.

Wang Sheng knelt down to Ye Wuque and kowtowed three times before he finally gave the medicine pill in Ye Wuque's hand to his father.

Zhou Wuwu was lifted by Ye Wuque in his hand, watching the other party's series of actions, for some reason, the chill in his heart deepened, and the premonition was getting worse and worse.

The effect of the drug took off quickly, Wang Sheng's injury was quickly stabilized, and the old man's face became rosy.

At this moment, Ye Wuque's voice sounded in Zhou Wuwu's ears again: "Now, it's your turn to die..."

hum!

In the next moment, the fighting spirit of the Holy Dao rushed into Zhou Wuwu's body frantically, sealing the cultivation level in his body three times in a row, and immediately threw Zhou Wuwu at Wang Sheng's feet with a bang.

"Let your life be worse than death, why should I take action? Karma is reincarnated, good and evil are rewarded, and for the sins you owe, someone will naturally make your life worse than death."

As soon as these words fell, Wang Sheng's eyes turned blood red again in an instant!

He immediately knelt down again, kowtowed three times in a row at Ye Wuque's place, "bang bang bang", and roared: "Wang Sheng's family has thanked the benefactor!

Wang Sheng knew that Ye Wuque was giving him a chance to take revenge, letting him take revenge for Xiu Niang himself!

Zhou Wuwu struggled frantically on the ground, his face twisted in an instant, the chill in his heart was so intense that it had turned into a real fear. He obviously didn't expect Ye Wuque to actually hand him over to this family of three.

You know, he just abused the family of three, and even humiliated the mortal wife to death!

So now, how will the other party treat you?

"Remember, let him... life is better than death."

Ye Wuque's voice sounded in Wang Sheng, causing this open-minded man to growl like a wild beast, and then rushed towards Zhou Wuwu!

"You...you don't come here! You dare? You goddamn ants? Dare to shoot at me! You...ah!"

Zhou Wuwu started to clamor in madness and despair, but halfway through the words, it turned into a tingling scream!

Ye Wuque turned his head and looked at the devastated Qingya city. He looked at all kinds of corpses on the ground, including women, old people, and even children. Each corpse was extremely miserable and incomplete.

The eyes became colder, and the killing intent in his heart became more and more fiery. For the murderers on the list of 100 murderers, Ye Wuque secretly swore in his heart that he would kill one when he saw him in the future!

The useless miserable cry of Zhou continued behind him for a quarter of an hour, gradually becoming weak, and finally seemed to have no strength to cry.

When Ye Wuque turned around, he saw that Wang Sheng was covered in blood, and he fell to the side, blood and tears streaming down his face. I avenged you..."

Zhou Wuwu at the moment can be described as miserable, there is no intact place on his body, like a pile of wriggling flesh and blood, but there is still breathing together, it is really better to die.

Puff!

Ye Wuque slashed out with one palm and chopped off Zhou Wuwu's head, dripping with blood, and carried his head towards the city.

Before, after Ye Wuque took action to strangle Zhou Wuwu, the rest did not stop and killed the other murderers in the city.

Feeling the fluctuation of the collision ahead, Ye Wuque quickly came to the center of the city. When he saw everything in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.