Return of the War God

Boom boom boom...

The fire evil king grasped the knife with his right hand, the blade of Xie Mei's long knife was downward, and the tip of the knife was backward, dragging in the void, where the blade passed, the space was shattered layer by layer, and the dark space cracks continued to fill, as if the long knife was cutting out a strange river connecting unknown time and space!

At the same time, the Huoxie King stepped in the void, roaring endlessly, and the phantom shadows of Xiemei long swords burning with raging orange flames on the left and right sides followed like a shadow, cutting everything like a guard of evil swords!

Ye Wuque's black hair was agitated, and the golden saintly fighting spirit all over his body was mighty, pouring out from the body, and continuously merged into the fire evil king's sword array, providing an endless supply of power for the evolved fire evil king, evolving its strongest power, and attacking the enemy!

"cut!"

An infinitely evil voice resounded in this world, as if it came from the other side of time and space, evil to the world!

The fire evil king dragged his long knife in the air, and the burning orange flames shot up into the sky, crazily rising, and the high temperature spread suddenly, causing thick water vapor to evaporate from the surface of the long river in ten directions, which wet everyone's hair.

The Patriarch of the Wang family shot the Black God Whirling Palm roaring in the void, the huge gray-black palm covered the sky and the sun, and the nine vortexes of evil spirits on it were now connected to each other, and there were bursts of desperate sounds as if the doomsday was coming!

"Die!"

Murderous intent filled the old face, and the Patriarch of the Wang family spit out two cold words again, his eyes narrowed, like hooks!

The next moment, the sky exploded with earth-shattering roars, and the entire iron-locked stone bridge seemed to tremble slightly under the force of the sudden explosion. For a moment, everyone on the stone bridge was shaking, unable to stabilize their figures, and staggered!

"Zhijin! Zhilin! Come here!"

The third master of the Fire Cloud Caravan is no longer as calm and calm as before, his face is extremely dignified, his whole body is full of vitality, and all the cultivation bases in the early days of the Tianchong Realm exploded, and his energy practiced in all directions, covering all the members of the Fire Cloud Caravan!

The two sisters of the Huo family had been standing at the forefront of the caravan because of the small thoughts in their hearts. They watched Ye Wuque who was fighting without blinking.

The Huoyun caravan had already retreated nearly a thousand feet behind the iron lock stone bridge at the moment of the battle, but it was still not enough. At this moment, under the outbreak of the attack of the two, it was immediately affected!

The third master stretched out his hand and grabbed the two sisters of the Huo family at the critical moment, and then he used all his strength to prop up the light of Yuanli!

The huge roar kept echoing in the ears of the two sisters of the Huo family, and the fluctuations that made their hearts tremble continuously overflowed. If the third uncle was not standing in front of them, everyone in the Huoyun caravan would be swept away in an instant.

"Not only can he easily kill the Great Elder of the Qingshui Sword Sect in the late stage of the Tianchong Realm, but he can also fight head-on with masters like the Patriarch of the Wang family who are on the road to melting souls! How powerful is he at such an age! This Ye Wuque is ten times and a hundred times more powerful than the one in the legend!"

At this moment, the third master's heart was shaken infinitely. From the beginning of the battle, he saw everything in his eyes. He thought it would be a one-sided ending, but he didn't expect it to develop like this. Ye Wuque suddenly exploded, with amazing combat power!

The soaring waves on the long river in ten directions calmed down slowly, and the entire iron-locked stone bridge was already wet by the river water. If it weren't for the protection of the ancient prohibition, the iron-locked stone bridge would have been destroyed by a huge force and collapsed.

When all the light of origin power dissipated, two figures appeared, facing each other from a distance, and the fluctuations in their bodies were astonishing!

Ye Wuque's black hair fluttered, and the fire evil king's saber formation around him was still in motion, with infinite evil intentions. The phantom of the huge evil charm long knife kept beating in the void behind him, and there was a vague tall figure that seemed to be looming, it was the fire evil king!

"Those who embark on the road of soul melting should not be underestimated. Although this old man is not as good as the master of the Qingshui Sword Sect, even ordinary Tianchong Dzogchen monks will be easily defeated and killed if they meet him."

There was sharpness in the bright eyes, and Ye Wuque stood tall, with the golden saintly fighting spirit lingering around his body, the third-level star marks on his chest kept shining, his body was shining, and every inch of his muscles burst out with unparalleled strength!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's body surface shrouded a water-blue azure light, and a powerful force of vitality and endless life surged out of it, which was the undead Languang!

Ye Wuque turned Tianlan's immortal body at a very high speed, and the holy fighting energy in his body that was consumed by the previous battle and the fire king's sword formation immediately began to recover rapidly, no longer exhausted, no longer vain.

This scene immediately caused the Patriarch of the Wang Family's pupils to shrink, and his old face became extremely ugly!

The blow just now, with his cultivation base on the road of soul melting, was helpless to win the black-robed boy opposite, and it was even a tie. This made the Patriarch of the Wang family roar violently in his heart, full of disbelief!

Is this really a fifteen-year-old boy?

How old is he? He has the cultivation base of the early stage of Linghui Realm, and his combat power has broken through the sky, and he is not inferior to himself in the face of toughness!

This is simply unbelievable!

If this child is given enough time to grow, where will he reach?

Soul Realm? Earth Soul Realm? Or is it the legendary Heavenly Soul Realm that no one in the Northern Tianyu has reached?

This is not a fairy tale, just because the boy opposite is so amazing!

Such thoughts circulated in the Patriarch of the Wang family's heart, and immediately made him feel a chill in his heart, but what followed was a more vigorous killing intent!

If this son is not dead, or not abandoned, will his royal family survive in the future?

In addition, the families of the eight major sects have betrayed the holy way of the heavens and surrendered to the three sects of Qingming. The two sides are already enemies of life and death.

With this in mind, the Patriarch of the Wang family's body was full of vitality, as if endless, looking at Ye Wuque with his eyes as if he was looking at an mortal enemy, he stepped out with one step, and took the initiative to kill Ye Wuque!

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Wang family no longer dared to underestimate him, as soon as he made a move, he had no reservations!

But at this moment, the first elders of the Wang family, the first elders of the Tu family, and the third elders of the Cheng family avoided the scope of the battle, terrified, and directly killed the chasing sun caravan!

They really couldn't do anything about Ye Wuque, and they would seek death if they encountered it, but did they still deal with a mere sun-chasing caravan?

Luo Qianhe has already ordered to chase the Japanese caravan and kill them without mercy!

"Ah, no!"

"The elder is merciful! I don't want to die!"

"No! You can't kill me! I am the direct descendant of the Lian family. If you kill me, my father will definitely not let you off!"

The sun-chasing caravan was like a flock of sheep, and the three elders of the eight major sect families were like three hungry wolves plunging into the flock. They killed several people in an instant, and everyone was wailing and begging for mercy. At this moment, Lian Chengying's complexion was even paler, and he yelled frantically, "You wordy thing! Let me die!"

The elder of the Wang family looked at Lian Chengying who was about to run away, with cruel eyes, he slapped him directly with a palm!

"Great Elder, save me!"

Feeling the crisis of death, Lian Chengying finally became extremely desperate, and screamed frantically to the elder of the Lian family for help, but when he blocked him from looking at the elder of the Lian family, he saw that the head of the elder of the Lian family was taken off by the elder of the Tu family!

Blood splattered, half of the corpse flew towards Lian Chengying, and the elder of the Lian family died before him.

Immediately after hearing a bang, Lian Chengying burst open on the spot, and was crushed into a puddle of flesh, leaving no bones left!

But just talking about a few breaths of effort, all the people in the sun-chasing caravan died, not one left!

In the distance, when everyone in the Huoyun caravan saw this scene, they all felt apprehensive and apprehensive. They felt like a rabbit died and a fox was sad, and they also felt an unspeakable sense of fear.

"If Ye Wuque chose to join our Huoyun caravan before, wouldn't it be us who are dying now..."

A member of the Huoyun caravan spoke, his tone trembling, with deep emotion and a trace of fear.

But the third master's eyes flickered, and immediately sounded that when he tried to invite Ye Wuque to pretend to be "Mr. Gu" before, he was rejected directly by the other party, and he understood why he felt that Ye Wuque seemed to be chasing the Japanese caravan.

"It turns out that he has already figured out all this. If it is exposed, the caravan he hides will also be affected. That's why he directly chose the sun-chasing caravan instead of us."

The third master stared at Ye Wuque, who was fighting against the Patriarch of the Wang family, and a feeling of admiration and gratitude rose in his heart, and he once again felt the extraordinaryness and power of Ye Wuque.

At this moment, the two sisters of the Huo family were holding tightly to the corners of the Wu skirt with their slender hands, staring at Ye Wuque, with nervousness and worry in their eyes, for fear that something would happen to Ye Wuque.

Hum above the iron lock stone bridge, there was constant roaring, Ye Wuque brought the power of the "Human Evil Knife" on the first layer of the Huoxue King's sword formation to the extreme!

The fire evil king used one of the three evil swords of the evil god, beheading the head of the Wang family eighteen times in a row. The sword is killing people, and the sword is killing people!

The Patriarch of the Wang family became more and more frightened as he fought, because he suddenly realized that he was slowly falling into a disadvantage!

That Ye Wuque has mastered a set of mysterious and incomparable secret methods, which can restore the consumed energy in a short period of time, almost endlessly, without any intention of exhaustion!

However, his primordial power is constantly being consumed, and a sense of vainness gradually arises in his body, and the combat power he exerts is no longer as powerful as before!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's eyes were fixed, as if he had sensed the distracted state of the Patriarch of the Wang family at this moment, he stepped forward immediately, the dragon soaring technique exploded, and came tens of feet away from the Patriarch of the Wang family, the power of the Huoxue King's saber array was fully activated!

"cut!"

The Huoxie King dragged the Xiemei sword, and it was born out of nowhere, and once again slashed at the head of the Wang family!

But Ye Wuque's movements did not stop, his right hand suddenly put his fingers together, silently, and pointed at the head of the Wang family!

call out!

A transparent finger light of five colors shoots out, the void is not visible at first, it seems that the void is just trembling from a distance, but in the next moment, it bursts out with an earth-shattering sharp aura!

The perfect golden finger of domineering martial arts!

The Patriarch of the Wang family shouted loudly, and clapped his palms like flying. The Black God Xuantian Palm pinched the void, like two iron gates with a height of thousands of feet, crushing the attack of the Huoxie King!

But he ignored Ye Wuque's sharp finger!

With a puff, the face of the Patriarch of the Wang family changed drastically, his right shoulder was bloody and bloody, and a hideous wound the size of a bowl exploded, flying backwards in an instant!

"Old man! It's your turn to die!"

The dragon chant erupted, Ye Wuque came after him, said in a cold voice, and slapped his right palm fiercely, the phantom of the overbearing dragon and tortoise roared to the world, suppressing the head of the Wang family!

"Sect Master Luo! Save me!"

Facing desperation, the head of the Wang family finally asked Luo Qianhe for help. He believed that with Luo Qianhe around, Ye Wuque would definitely not be able to kill himself!

But what made the face of the Patriarch of the Wang family freeze suddenly was that the thousand-foot-thousand-foot purple soul sun on the stone hall did not respond at all, and was still beating!

"Why!"

In an instant, the Patriarch of the Wang family was ashamed, full of bewilderment and despair, but was hit head-on by the phantom of the Tyrannical Dragon Turtle!

The body flew out again, coughing up pieces of viscera from the mouth, after landing, struggling crazily, with bloodshot eyes, staring at the thousand-foot purple soul yang, feeling completely puzzled!

"Why? It's very simple, let me tell you, because as long as you die, your royal family will belong to Zi Youzong."

Ye Wuque appeared and spoke in a cold voice, with a stern but calm expression, as if he had expected all this.