But then his eyes flashed and focused on the name in the last column on the gold list.
"Duan Tianya, reached the seventh level 453 years ago!"
Reading the name silently again, Ye Wuque understood in his heart that the person called Duan Tianya was the person mentioned by the old man Sansha before, who was the first person other than him to break into the seventh level in the past five hundred years.
"More than four hundred years ago, judging by the time, this person may still be in our holy path of the heavens, but not necessarily! Wait... Duan Tianya... Tianya... Could it be..."
Suddenly, Ye Wuque's pupils shrank and his breathing stagnated, as if he remembered something!
He remembered that the current leader of the Holy Way of the Heavens was called...the Holy Lord of the End of the World!
"Breaking Tianya...the Holy Lord of Tianya!"
Ye Wuque repeated these two names repeatedly. He had a feeling that this name might be the same person!
The real name of Holy Lord Tianya may be called Duan Tianya!
However, as he became the sect master of the Holy Path of All Heavens, his real name was gradually no longer mentioned. In the eyes of all the disciples of the Holy Path of All Heavens and the monks in the entire Northern Heaven Territory, they only knew him as the Holy Lord of Tianya.
"Only the Supreme Lord Tianya, who is powerful enough to dominate the entire Northern Heaven Territory, can enter the Tower of Trial in his youth! In the Holy Way of All Heavens more than 400 years ago, the Holy Lord Tianya must have been one of the most dazzling geniuses at that time.
one!"
"And the remaining four people on this golden list must also be the geniuses of their respective eras of the Holy Path of the Heavens. To be recorded on this golden list by the Three Killers for future generations of disciples like us to look up to, this kind of style can really be regarded as leaving a name in history.
!”
Looking at the golden list above the void, Ye Wuque's eyes became a little incomprehensible, with a kind of yearning, and even hoped to travel to the different eras of these holy ways to see or meet these strongest geniuses with his own eyes!
How exciting that would be!
However, the heat in Ye Wuque's eyes soon emerged!
"In that case, I, Ye Wuque, will give it a try today to see if I can keep my name on the gold list!"
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wuque wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were bright in an instant, and he respectfully said to the old man Sansha: "Senior Sansha, I'm ready, please enlighten me!"
After hearing Ye Wuque's words, the Sansha old man nodded, hid his smile, and became expressionless. Then he slightly clenched his right hand again, and a soaring evil aura faintly spread out!
"The second punch of my three killing punches is called...the King-Destroying Fist!"
The Sansha old man's voice full of evil spirit came out, and it seemed that as soon as he said these words, his whole body became integrated with the killing fist intention in an instant!
He is boxing, boxing is him!
As soon as the King-Destroying Fist came out, the world was turned upside down!
boom!
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly darkened, and the killing fist came like an ocean. The power of his fist was terrifying, far exceeding the killing fist just now!
Boom!
The moment his eyes went dark, Ye Wuque's mind was in a trance again. Although he had experienced the first punch, he had always been vigilant to avoid sinking into the illusion created by the killing fist intention of the Sansha old man and being affected by it.
, at its mercy.
But at this moment, Ye Wuque suddenly realized that no matter how vigilant and careful he was, it was useless, because as long as you saw the moment when the Sansha Old Man struck out the king-destroying fist, you were destined to be invaded by the fist. No matter how you tried to hide, it was useless.
Can't escape!
This is the domineering power of the three killing fists!
"Xi Yu Yu!"
Suddenly there was a high-pitched horse neighing in his ears, and Ye Wuque suddenly realized that he was sitting on an extremely exquisite and gorgeous golden dragon chariot. Eight sweaty horses with dark and shiny fur were pulling the dragon chariot. There were countless people around him.
Elite soldiers and generals are protecting themselves!
There are several beautiful women around him who are rubbing their legs and shoulders, and they are holding fine wines for themselves to enjoy. They feel indescribably peaceful and comfortable, as if they have entered a gentle land, and are extremely happy!
He turned out to be a prince enjoying glory and wealth!
At this moment, Ye Wuque almost fell into it and really regarded himself as a prince!
However, in the next moment!
Boom!
The dragon chariot above the head suddenly exploded, and the eight bloody horses neighed in pain, and then turned into eight balls of bloody pulp one after another!
It seemed like it was crushed by a force that descended from the sky!
"ah……"
The elite soldiers and generals around them who were originally full of energy were flying backwards like grass and mustard at this moment, their bodies exploded, and they were wiped out without any resistance!
Buzz!
The frightened Ye Wuque raised his head and looked up, feeling extremely frightened and desperate because he suddenly saw a blood-stained fist falling from the sky and heading straight for his head!
"Your Majesty? One person is inferior to ten thousand people? You are unparalleled in your dignity? I will slaughter all three thousand of your guards! I will destroy you, the king, today!"
"die!"
An extremely cold voice resounded, and Ye Wuque felt that his body was being suppressed by a terrifying and uncontrollable punch, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers!
This fist intention... has no fear, no fear, everything can be destroyed!
"No!"
With a shrill cry, Ye Wuque bit the tip of his tongue again, and his whole body was completely awakened by this terrifying and overbearing King-Destroying Fist!
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the King-Destroying Fist coming from the Sansha Old Man!
However, just when Ye Wuque wanted to muster all his strength to fight against him, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten all his fighting skills and could not use them at all!
The only thing I remember is... one punch!
"Use the killing fist, otherwise you will die!"
The Sansha old man's extremely cold voice sounded, making Ye Wuque's pupils shrink and his heart shake!
Ye Wuque instantly felt an extremely terrifying crisis, a kind of impending disaster, a great terror between life and death!
It seems that just as the old man of Sansha said, the only thing that can withstand the King-Destroying Fist is the Killing General’s Fist!
If you don't use the killing fist, you will definitely die!
Immediately he reacted, and the only punch he remembered in his heart was completely clear!
Thousands of miles away, take the head of an admiral!
The killing fist!
Domineering, brutal, and tenacious!
boom!
Clenching his right fist, Ye Wuque roared, pouring all his strength into it, took a big step, and desperately punched the only punch he remembered!
"Killing General's Fist!"
Boom!
Above the void, two fists from the same source but with different breaths exploded. Wherever they passed, ripples of power continued to spread. The surging fist power soared into the sky and bombarded the tower wall, constantly reverberating with a muffled sound.
ring!
In Ye Wuque's eyes, only his own fist and the fist of the Sansha old man were left!
The Fist of Killing General and the Fist of Destroying King, two fists from the same origin, intertwined crazily and exploded in Ye Wuque's heart!
The next moment, Ye Wuque felt like he was struck by lightning, and blood spurted out from his mouth!