Return of the War God

The Great Elder of the Lan Mingzong kept stepping back, retreated a full dozen steps, and stabilized his figure only after a full hundreds of feet.

puff!

After stopping his figure, the Great Elder of the Lan Mingzong seemed unable to suppress the injury in his body, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground under his feet red, his rosy old face had turned pale at this moment, and his breath was slightly sluggish.

Although the injury was not serious, that was not the point. The point was that the Great Elder of Lan Mingzong was really shaking his heart at this moment, roaring infinitely, and an unspeakable sense of shame and bitterness filled his heart.

He lost!

The great elder of the Lan Mingzong in the late stage of Tianchong Realm was actually defeated!

And it was lost to a black-robed boy who was only fifteen years old at the early stage of spiritual wisdom!

How can he accept this?

Qin Feng, who was hiding far away, was completely dumbfounded at this moment!

Even his breathing was stagnant, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Wuque, who was standing tall in the distance, as if seeing a ghost!

"This... How is this possible! The Great Elder... The Great Elder has actually lost! How is this possible!"

A feeling as if the last obsession and reliance in his heart had been completely pulled out filled Qin Feng's heart at this moment.

despair? Unwilling? Resentment?

No!

At this moment, in Qin Feng's heart, all these have been completely replaced by another emotion that is extremely strong!

That is... fear!

The Great Elder of the Blue Underworld Sect in the late stage of Tianchong Realm! Only under the lord of the Lanming Sect, he was defeated like this!

To Qin Feng, Ye Wuque's horror and unpredictability were like an ant facing the Nine Heavens Dragon!

Ye Wuque is the Nine Heavens Dragon, and he, Qin Feng, is a tiny ant!

The Great Elder of the Lan Mingzong was speechless now, and his bloodshot eyes could only stare at the black-robed boy opposite him, as if he wanted to keep this face in his heart for the rest of his life.

The deep bitterness surging in my heart was so thick that it couldn't be melted away, and it was also mixed with a sense of powerlessness.

Even if they are against each other, the great elder of Lan Mingzong can't help but admit Ye Wuque's stunning talent at this time!

"Is this the true combat power of the peerless genius of the Holy Dao of the Heavens? The number one person of the younger generation in the Northern Sky Territory! The number one person..."

The Great Elder of the Lan Mingzong said so silently in his heart, and gradually even a deep fear welled up in his heart!

Now that he has fully realized it, how can there be any elders of the holy way to escort him?

From the beginning to the end, from the beginning when Ye Wuque stepped out of the holy way of the heavens and killed the nine people, he was always the only one!

Ye Wuque didn't have any elders from the heavens to escort him, because he didn't need it at all!

"Talented people come out from generation to generation, and each has been in the limelight for hundreds of years. Ye Wuque, I have to say, you are amazing, even this elder has to praise you, far surpassing the younger generation, and even beginning to surpass the older generation. Even if it is thousands of years, your peerless twins of the heavens and the holy way, Ji Wujing and Duan Yifeng, are inferior to you at your age."

The shock on his face was covered, and the great elder of Lan Mingzong spoke, the pair of gloomy eyes on his pale face were still staring at Ye Wuque, the cold light flickered inside, and finally turned into a naked strong killing intent!

"Such an amazing talent, such a stunning beauty, this elder has indeed been unable to kill you on his own. Unfortunately, you are such a peerless genius, your fate is already doomed. It is impossible for the three Qingming sects to tolerate you! You are doomed!"

A faint old voice sounded, as the great elder of the Lan Mingzong, no matter what the means are, he is naturally superior. The words of the great elder of the Lan Mingzong have a deep sense of meaning.

After hearing these words, Ye Wuque, who was standing tall, just smiled faintly, and spoke softly.

"It's not certain who will live and who will die between me and the three Qingming sects, but now you old dog should die!"

It was also a faint voice, but Ye Wuque's words had a hint of killing intent, and his eyes were cold, staring at the great elder of Lan Mingzong, as if he was looking at a dead person.

When the two armies confront each other, the enemies on both sides are not the most hateful, but the traitors who are betrayed by one's own side are the most hated!

For the traitor, Ye Wuque didn't intend to show mercy from the very beginning!

boom!

The golden sacred battle spirit was mighty, a dragon's chant resounded in all directions, and as soon as the voice fell, the silver dragon was born brilliantly, and Ye Wuque stepped out hundreds of feet in one step!

The great elder of Lan Mingzong shrank his pupils, obviously he didn't expect Ye Wuque to be so decisive that he wanted his life on the spot.

"Too much deceit! If you want to kill Elder Ben, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

After all, he is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. Facing Ye Wuque's murderous intent, the great elder of Lan Mingzong did not show any fear.

Although he was inferior to Ye Wuque in battle, in his opinion, it would not be easy for Ye Wuque to kill him. Besides, the great elder of Lan Mingzong knew that he was not alone and helpless.

"Ye Wuque! If you want the name of this elder, come and get it!"

The great elder of the Lan Mingzong shouted coldly, and the yellow energy around him swept away, and his figure began to retreat, as if he was fleeing towards the outside of Huaye's main city at a high speed, as if he was running for his life.

Seeing this, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, but immediately he started to chase after using the Dragon Soaring Technique!

The speed of the two of them was unbelievably fast. After chasing and fleeing, they rushed out of the city gate in an instant, leaving only the main city of Huaye, which was destroyed by a fifth.

At this moment, the great elder of the Lan Mingzong had exploded his speed to the extreme, running desperately, feeling the mighty wave behind him chasing him at a high speed, feeling both bitter and aggrieved in his heart!

It may have been decades since the last time I was chased like this.

But now, a boy who is only fifteen years old can force himself to run for his life, which is simply a deep shame!

However, no matter how aggrieved and humiliated the Great Elder of Lan Mingzong felt, he still couldn't violate his instinct of death and fear, so he could only run away, and he was severely injured by Ye Wuque's life and death in his intact body.

Lan Mingzong finally boarded the big ship of Qingming Sanzong, and he was the highest position in Lan Mingzong except the suzerain, how could he die so aggrieved?

Thinking of this, the speed of the Great Elder of the Lan Mingzong became three points faster, as if turning into a yellow hurricane!

But no matter how fast the great elder of Lan Mingzong speeds up, Ye Wuque behind him can finally keep up closely, and the gap is getting smaller and smaller. In half a quarter of an hour at most, he will be completely overtaken.

But at this moment, Ye Wuque, who was chasing at a high speed, suddenly stopped and stopped. The silver dragon's brilliance disappeared, and his eyes raised to the northeast and northwest directions respectively.

Because he suddenly felt that there was a powerful wave of cultivation coming from these two directions at the same time, which was stronger than that of the great elder of the Lan Mingzong, especially the wave in the northeast direction. Even Ye Wuque at this moment showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

"This old man really has a helper, and the person who came here should also be an elder of the eight major sects, or even more than that."

Ahead, the great elder of the Lan Mingzong who was chased by Ye Wuque like a bereaved dog also stopped at this moment, turned around and stared at Ye Wuque, his old face finally relaxed quietly, and then a sneer burst out.

But after a dozen or so breaths, a figure appeared next to the great elder of the Lan Mingzong, standing shoulder to shoulder with them.

"Elder Jin, what's going on? Dealing with a mere junior of the Holy Way of the Heavens will actually hurt you. Could it be that the elders of the Holy Way of the Heavens are by your side? There is more than one?"

The figure that appeared in the northwest direction spoke with a hint of doubt in his tone.

This person was dressed in a gray robe, and was about the same age as the great elder of the Lan Mingzong, both in their sixties, but short in stature, exuding a dark and powerful aura around him, even stronger than the great elder of the Lan Mingzong in his heyday!

This old man's name is Shui Moyun, and he is the current head of the Shui family among the eight major sects!

After hearing Shui Moyun's question, the Great Elder of Lan Mingzong's face was a bit ugly, but he still explained patiently.

"There are no elders of the holy way of the heavens. This son was born alone, and his combat power is simply earth-shattering. This elder's injuries are all given to this son's subordinates! You two, take precautions, this son is extraordinary!"

As soon as the elder of Lan Mingzong said this, Shui Moyun's old face immediately changed color, and a pair of muddy eyes immediately looked at Ye Wuque, and a strong light burst out of them!

Ye Wuque didn't care about Shui Moyun's gaze. Although this person's cultivation base was better than that of the elder of Lan Mingzong, he was only a little bit better, and there was no threat.

What he cared about was another figure who didn't speak. That figure was standing with his hands behind his back. He was tall and looked to be in his fifties. He was dressed in a blue robe and had nothing in his hands, but he exuded an incomparably sharp aura.

Moreover, the fluctuation of this person's cultivation base is much stronger than that of Shui Moyun and the great elder of Lan Mingzong, but he has not reached the realm of life and soul, and seems to be still in the realm of Tianchong.

But this is the case, but it brings a kind of silent pressure to Ye Wuque, like a light on his back!

This person's name is Cang Xu, and he is the suzerain of the Qingshui Sword Sect!

The patriarch of the Qingshui Sword Sect stared at Ye Wuque with his sharp eyes, and then said, "Just grab it. Although you are amazing, you are not willing to be the opponent of the three of our sect. If you are stubborn, don't blame this sect for being too ruthless and ruining your cultivation."

His voice was deep and firm, with a kind of unwavering hardness. This master of the Qingshui Sword Sect had a high level of cultivation and a high level of personality.

Ye Wuque's black hair was fluttering, and his eyes were shining brightly. He faced the three of them alone, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Hahahahaha...the Great Elder of the Lan Mingzong, the Patriarch of the Shui Family, the Patriarch of the Qingshui Sword Sect, and the gathering of the three traitors are indeed an amazing lineup, but if you want Ye to be captured without a fight, are you worthy?"

"Three old dogs, let's go together! Why is Ye afraid?"

The laughter was like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth, and when Ye Wuque said this, it was as if thunderstorms fell on the ground!