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Chapter 4208 Blood spurts into the sky like a spring

Bang!!

Another huge roar exploded sharply, roaring across the world, this time directly shattering three mountain peaks in the distance.

The eighteenth punch!

This is Ye Wuque’s eighteenth punch!

But just when everyone thought that Ye Wuque would continue to throw the nineteenth punch, the fist that Ye Wuque had just raised suddenly paused, and then gently put it down.

But his originally expressionless face was now looking at Zhongshan, who had never taken a step back and remained motionless, and his brows slowly wrinkled.

Ye Wuque just stood there and stopped punching.

"You're exhausted after just eighteen punches?"

Seeing this, Hua Teng shook his head and smiled, with a hint of disappointment in his brows.

"It seems that you, Ye Wuque, are nothing more than that..."

The rest of Cheng Tiandu, Xiao Yuanqing and others also had almost the same expression.

"What a pity. It seems that I will have to find another opportunity to chop my thirty-eight thousand swords on him."

He talks quietly to himself all day long.

"Okay, okay!! This little beast is exhausted!!"

Piao Xin's eyes widened, full of expectation.

But the next moment...

"You punched me a hundred times. It's impossible to repay you in full."

"But originally, I thought you could withstand at least thirty punches..."

On the altar, Ye Wuque's voice sounded slowly, with a strong sense of disappointment in his tone.

As soon as these words came out!

The whole world is shocked!

Everyone is confused!

What is Ye Wuque talking about?

What does he mean by this?

Why did you originally think you could survive thirty punches?

Crazy?

Hua Teng was stunned for a moment, then smiled disdainfully.

"This Ye Wuque, I didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned. He still refuses to give in under such circumstances. It seems that I think highly of him."

Tear!

Suddenly, the arms on the altar were crossed in front of him. Zhongshan, who had been unmoving, suddenly loosened his arms and dropped down.

Finally, his expressionless face was revealed, with only a pair of red eyes staring at Ye Wuque!!

Ye Wuque's disappointed voice continued to sound at this moment.

"I didn't expect it was only eighteen punches."

"The interest I had just aroused could only be forcibly interrupted like this."

"I obviously told you that I must hold on longer!"

Ye Wuque's words immediately made everyone in the audience feel confused!

Why is Ye Wuque getting more and more outrageous with his words?

below.

I saw Hua Teng standing up directly, cupping his fists and saluting Amano's second seat, and said: "Second Master, this Ye Wuque has lost his mind and gone crazy. He is obviously exhausted and has no strength to fight anymore, but he still can't speak.

If you choose your words and try to please others by grandstanding, please ask the next person to rule immediately and kick Ye Wuque off the altar..."

Puff puff puff!!!

The roar like the eruption of spring water suddenly sounded out of thin air, directly suppressing Hua Teng's words!!

When Hua Teng looked over subconsciously, his pupils shrank violently, and he couldn't help but shout!

In the entire Coronation Holy Land, not even the sound of breathing can be heard!

Amano Tsuzao's words echoed in everyone's mind, and they even forgot to breathe.

Eighteen punches!

Possessing the power of crazy blood and possessing the immortality of the Great Red Lotus, the blood evil demon Zhongshan, who was known as "unbeatable", was beaten alive by Ye Wuque with eighteen punches!

Within ten years, I won’t be able to get up!


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