Ye Qiu held the Emperor Sword and walked towards the Witch God.
When he was still ten meters away from the Witch God, Ye Qiu stopped, pointed his sword at the Witch God, and said in a cold voice: "Old man, today I will make you crumble into ashes."
The Witch God snorted coldly: "You dare to talk so shamelessly when you are about to die. Well, I will grant you my blessing."
boom!
The witch god took action.
It's a killer move.
As soon as the two of them fought, Ye Qiu was knocked away.
Bang!
Ye Qiu flew out, vomiting blood.
The Witch God bullied him, not giving Ye Qiu any chance to breathe, and frequently launched his killing moves.
Although Ye Qiu has many trump cards, the gap in cultivation between the two is too big, and he is no match for the Witch God.
Facing the Witch God's attack, he could only be beaten passively.
In just a moment, Ye Qiu's body was covered with pale golden blood.
"boom!"
The Witch God slapped Ye Qiu with a palm from the air.
Ye Qiu couldn't avoid it and received a slap on his shoulder. Fortunately, his body was extremely strong, otherwise, the Witch God's palm would have shattered his body.
Ye Qiu flew out and fell to the ground. It took him a while to get up.
Severe pain all over my body.
Qi and blood surge in the chest.
The Witch God bent his back and approached Ye Qiu step by step. As he walked, he said: "Being an enemy of me will only lead to death."
"You are too weak. It would be easier for me to crush you to death than to crush an ant to death."
"Stop struggling, let me take you on your way!"
"Killing you is no different from killing a chicken or a dog."
"It is your honor to die in my hands!"
Ye Qiu yelled: "You old fool, don't act like you are superior in front of me. In my eyes, you are nothing but bullshit."
The Witch God had no expression on his face and said indifferently: "Even a mere ant wants to compete with me. It would be a shame to die."
"Originally, with your talent and age, you would have a bright future. Who told you to join Longmen and become my enemy?"
"In this world, anyone who is my enemy will end badly."
"Cao Yuan is an example."
"You are about to follow Cao Yuan!"
Although the Witch God is old, his voice is full of vitality when he speaks, and he doesn't look like a hundred-year-old man at all.
He looked at Ye Qiu as if he were looking at an ant, his expression full of contempt.
"You old thing..."
Before Ye Qiu finished speaking, the Witch God stepped in front of him.
Clang!
Ye Qiu slashed it with his sword.
The Witch God didn't dodge, he stretched out a bony finger and flicked the sword's edge.
"when!"
There was a loud noise.
The Imperial Sword immediately flew out of Ye Qiu's hand, and a huge force cracked Ye Qiu's tiger's mouth.
Ye Qiu felt that his whole arm was numb.
The Witch God followed up with a palm strike, and Ye Qiu was knocked away again.
Tang Fei and others stared at the battlefield with their hearts in their throats, fearing that the Witch God would continue to kill Ye Qiu with force.
Unexpectedly, the Witch God suddenly stopped at this time.
The Witch God said: "I heard that as long as you hold the Dragon Gate Master's Order, you can take charge of the Dragon Gate and give orders to the Dragon Gate disciples, is that right?"
"Boy, hand over the order from the leader of the Dragon Gate Sect."
"As long as you give me the order of the leader of the Dragon Gate, I can keep your whole body!"
Ye Qiu sneered, "Old man, stop dreaming. Even if I die, I will not give you the order of the leader of the Dragon Gate."
"Also, even if you get the order from the master of Longmen, don't even think about giving orders to Longmen."
"The Witch God Sect has been causing chaos in recent years, burning, killing, looting and doing all kinds of evil. As the chief culprit, you should be punished by everyone."
The Witch God snorted coldly: "If you are stubborn, then die!"
boom!
Nine rays of true energy appeared behind the Witch God, and the Witch God's red hair stood on end. He was like a demon king who had broken free of his shackles and rushed out of hell, releasing an extremely terrifying aura from his whole body.
"die!"
The Witch God uttered a word, turned into an afterimage, and then launched an attack on Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu resisted, but his trump cards were of no use to the Witch God.
Soon, he was shot away again.
The next scene was too horrific to watch.
Ye Qiu was like a sandbag, being beaten away time and time again by the Witch God.
Fortunately, after Ye Qiu practiced the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art, his body was comparable to iron skin and copper bones. Otherwise, he would have been beaten into a pulp by the Witch God.
When Tang Fei and others saw this scene, their eyes turned red.
Not only was he worried about Ye Qiu's safety, but he also wanted to kill the Witch God.
"This is not the way to go. Ye Qiu will die in the hands of the Witch God sooner or later." Tang Fei was anxious and shouted: "Long Ye, shoot!"
I don't know when Long Ye had returned to Tang Fei's side and said in a deep voice: "It's useless to shoot. The witch god has a way to avoid bullets."
"Brothers, get ready!" Tang Fei shouted.
Two hundred soldiers raised their submachine guns.
Tang Fei was about to issue an order for the soldiers to open fire collectively and besiege the Witch God, but was stopped by Qilin.
Qilin said: "Don't shoot, you may accidentally injure Ye Qiu."
"Besides, if a master on the God List is easily injured by bullets, then he is not a master on the God List."
"We must find other places to support Ye Qiu."
Tang Fei said angrily: "Other ways? To put it lightly. Tell me, what can you do?"
At this moment, Ye Qiu's voice suddenly sounded in Tang Fei's ears.
"Take brothers and retreat as far away as possible. The further away the better."
Tang Fei thought he was hearing hallucinations and was about to ask Qilin. When he turned around, he saw Qilin, Han Long, Zhao Hu, and Long Ye all looking at him.
"I thought I heard Brother Ye Qiu's voice just now?" Zhao Hu said.
"I heard it too." Han Long said, "The boss told us to stay away."
Qilin nodded: "I heard it too."
Tang Fei wondered: "Ye Qiu is more than a hundred meters away from us, how did his voice reach our ears?"
Qilin said: "I heard that there is a skill of transmitting sounds into secrets, which can only be used by those with high cultivation level."
"Should we retreat?" Long Ye asked.
"Retreat!" Tang Fei made a decisive decision and said: "Since Ye Qiu asked us to retreat, he must have his own intentions. We can't help him, and we can't hold him back."
Finished.
Tang Fei made a gesture, and the soldiers immediately retreated.
Han Long also issued an order, and thousands of Longmen disciples retreated.
at this time.
Ye Qiu suddenly rushed up from the ground, and like a gust of wind, he ran towards the stilted building on the cliff.
"You can't run away, just accept your fate!"
The Witch God chased after him.
Seeing it, the Witch God is about to catch up with Ye Qiu.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu quickly turned around and hugged the Witch God tightly.
The Witch God was confused by Ye Qiu's move. What was he going to do?
Die with me?
Just when the Witch God was feeling confused, a depressing aura came overwhelmingly, and the Witch God felt his heart skip a beat.
what's the situation?
The Witch God suddenly raised his head and saw thunderclouds rolling in the sky.
"No, it's a natural disaster——"
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