Under the setting sun, Ye Wuque stood proudly, his black hair dancing wildly, Mu Qintian letting out blood and going crazy, like a Shura God of Killing!
Immediately, he turned around and looked at another person in another place with his eyes like daggers!
Nintendo!
After Qin Tianfang was beaten to a pulp by him, only Ren Tian was left among the surviving Qingming Palace battle formation masters.
Ye Wuque would not let him go either.
Tap tap tap!
Ye Wuque strode forward, his pace was neither hasty nor slow, but it resounded in Ren Tian's heart like a demonic voice urging death.
In order to provide power to the Great Nine-Liu Light Sword Array, this person had not only his cultivation level but also a large amount of flesh and blood pumped into it. At this moment, his appearance was completely changed beyond recognition.
He was as skinny as a stick, his face was pale, the skin on his face was like dead skin, his cheeks were sunken, only a pair of eyes were still open, but they were shining like a pair of will-o'-the-wisps.
Just now, Qin Tianfang was beaten into a pulp by Ye Wuque's punch after punch. Ren Tian clearly saw it in his eyes. The strange thing was that there was no fear or fear in his eyes, even though Ye Wuque was already walking towards him at this moment.
, I want to come and continue to kill him!
Seeing this young man with thick black hair, handsome face, and bright eyes, but now covered in blood, like the Shura God of War, walking towards him, the strange light in Ren Tian's eyes shining like will-o'-the-wisps became more and more intense!
Until Ye Wuque stood in front of him, looking condescendingly, his eyes were emotionless, as if he were looking at a dead person.
"You...can you tell me your name and your identity in the Holy Way of All Heavens? Let me know before I die who our group was defeated by?"
Ren Tian's hoarse and weak voice sounded, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Wuque's face, as if looking forward to his answer.
Ren Tian was extremely eager to know the name of the boy in front of him at this moment!
Because if you think about it carefully, the battle situation finally developed like this, and the results were completely reversed. The final factor that caused all this was the young man in front of me!
Without this young man, how could Xing Wufeng be rescued?
It will still be a bargaining chip in their hands!
If it weren't for this young man, Zhai Qing and Na Huo Hai would have turned into corpses at this moment. Their interception and killing by Qingming Palace had completed their merits and won a great victory.
If it hadn't been for this young man, how could Baichi, the super nova from the Shrine Civil War Formation, have died here?
If it weren't for this young man, how could the Bafang Yuan ban be broken?
Without this young man, how could their strongest trump card, the Great Nine-Liu Light Sword Formation, be defeated in one fell swoop?
The young man in front of him was like an invincible young god of war. With his intervention, he overturned the good situation of Qingming Palace bit by bit, gained absolute upper hand, and then reversed the situation!
Stunning, powerful, invincible, unstoppable!
Such a character, even if it is Ren Tian, even if he is a relentless opponent, he can't help but be amazed!
Therefore, before he died, he wanted to know the name of this young man and who they lost to this time!
"Ye Wuque is just a newcomer who has just entered the holy path of the heavens."
Looking at Ren Tian's eyes that were full of strong desire, like will-o'-the-wisps, Ye Wuque spoke lightly, his eyes calm, but still without any emotion.
"Ye Wuque...Ye Wuque...what a name! Newcomer...I didn't expect that you are just a newcomer who has just entered the Holy Way of the Heavens...We completely lost to a newcomer...lost to a newcomer...hahahaha..."
Ren Tian repeatedly murmured Ye Wuque's name, his dry and sunken face looked like a monster, extremely ferocious, and finally he looked up to the sky and smiled, but he couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, as water dripped from his eyes that were like will-o'-the-wisps.
Tears of blood!
Ren Tian's appearance could not arouse the slightest emotion in Ye Wuque's heart.
He stood here, still cold, sinister, and full of boiling murderous intent!
If he and Zhai Qing had lost this battle instead of winning, would Qin Tianfang or the guy in front of him let them go?
Of course not!
Therefore, Ye Wuque at this moment will not let Ren Tian go!
Buzz!
Ye Wuque raised his right foot, light golden energy lingered on it, and he wanted to send Ren Tian back to the west.
"Cough cough cough cough...Ye Wuque, you know, looking at you reminds me of a person! A person who is about the same age as you, but is so glorious and dazzling in my Qingming Palace, I have to wait for only
Someone you can look up to!"
Seeing Ye Wuque's raised right foot, Ren Tian ignored him. He just looked at Ye Wuque with two eyes filled with blood and tears, and spoke directly, with a touch of awe and enthusiasm in his tone!
"He is the unparalleled talent that comes out of my Qingming Palace in a thousand years, a young legend, like a monster, but I... see the same thing in you! The same amazing, the same invincible, the same invincible
Look directly! Cough cough cough cough..."
Speaking of this, Ren Tian seemed to become more and more excited, coughing violently due to the injuries in his body, but it could not stop his final burst of enthusiasm. It seemed that whenever he mentioned the person in his mouth, he was filled with enthusiasm!
Regarding Ren Tian's words, Ye Wuque didn't have any intention to understand, but stepped directly on him!
"His name is... Junshan Lie! He is the son of God of my generation in Qingming Palace!"
When Ye Wuque heard the name "Junshan Lie" coming from Ren Tian's mouth, his eyes froze and his right foot suddenly stopped!
"Our Divine Lord once predicted that the Qingming Palace will move towards a glorious future because of Jun Shanlie! As long as he is here, within ten years, the future land of Zhongzhou will be dominated by our Qingming Palace.
For respect!"
Speaking of this, Ren Tian's eyes became more and more fanatical. Even if he was about to die, it could not make him fear at all!
"What a pity, Ye Wuque, I see characteristics very similar to Jun Shanlie's from you! But you have become a member of the Holy Way of All Heavens! Haha, what a pity... If you could enter my Qingming Palace,
In the future... in the future... it's such a pity..."
Looking at Ye Wuque, Ren Tian's eyes gradually became a little dazed, as if he felt pity and pity.
"It's a pity that Jun Shanlie won't survive ten years. In the battle with him four years later, I will take his life and completely end the battle ten years ago."
Suddenly, Ye Wuque's cold voice sounded in Ren Tian's ears, shocking him!
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Ren Tiangang wanted to laugh at Ye Wuque for his overestimation of his abilities and his delusion to have a relationship with Jun Shanlie, but then his pupils shrank and he seemed to remember a rumor about Jun Shanlie that had been circulating in the Qingming Palace for ten years!
It is said that the Son of God Junshan Lie was not invincible all the way, defeating all the heroes of his generation!
But ten years ago, in a remote place in Dongtu, he was brutally defeated by a young man of similar age. He was beaten so miserably that his will and soul almost collapsed!
Later, he finally recovered and wanted to go to avenge his shame, but he got the news that the boy from Dongtu had suddenly passed away, so the matter was finally dropped.
Ren Tian, who remembered this rumor, looked at Ye Wuque again, with a hint of disbelief and disbelief in his eyes: "You... you are the one..."
Bang!
It's a pity that he couldn't say the next words anymore, because his neck was crushed by Ye Wuque's foot.