How does it feel to have your fingers torn off by life?
Now Zhou Huo is savoring this feeling. The boundless severe pain mixed with the injuries inside and outside his body are constantly attacking all his nerves. This is the first time in his life that Zhou Huo has suffered such pain.
In the past, he was the one who brought pain and despair to others. Now, it is his turn.
"This time it's Sima's, and then it's Yingluo's turn."
Ye Wuque, who broke off three fingers of Zhou Huo's left hand, spoke indifferently. It was obvious that this was just the beginning.
Zhou Huo, who was held up in the air by Ye Wuque's left hand, felt a chill in his heart when he heard these indifferent words, because he felt a hand gently placed on his left forearm.
"Snapped!"
"ah!"
The crisp sound of broken bones and miserable howls sounded together, and Zhou Huo's left forearm was pinched off by Ye Wuque with brute force!
This scene fell in the eyes of the others, and they all felt happy in their hearts.
Zhou Huo is a very vicious, crazy, and even perverted person. Judging from his actions of injuring most of the monks in Yuanyang Hall into cripples, this person will definitely become a big problem in the future if he is not eliminated.
However, he has strong cultivation and possesses top-grade mortal weapons. In this hundred-yuan world, almost no one is his opponent, and everyone is forced to flee. If Ye Wuque hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.
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Therefore, Zhou Huo's miserable appearance did not make anyone feel compassionate.
The pain of broken fingers and forearms attacked Zhou Huo crazily, but he was unable to fully vent the pain as Ye Wuque strangled his neck, causing his whole body to twitch slightly, and his face was as thick as a jujube.
Veins appeared on his face, and his eyes were already bloodshot!
However, the severe pain did not make Zhou Huo lose consciousness. Instead, the original fear and horror in his heart slowly transformed into resentment and madness!
With his right hand still holding the Blood Fierce Knife, Zhou Huo understood that this was Ye Wuque's negligence, and this was also his opportunity. His red eyes looked at the arm that was strangling his neck, and he screamed silently and madly.
Echoing in his heart, the next moment, he heard Ye Wuque's indifferent words again.
"Next is Sister Mo."
"Shua" "Buzz"
"No problem! Be careful with the knife!"
Mo Honglian's voice suddenly shouted from a distance, and the women who had been watching here saw the sharp glow of the bloody sword in Zhou Huo's right hand!
"Brother Ye! Be careful!"
Little Bai Lotus also cried out, her pretty face turned pale, and Mo Qingye and Lin Yingluo also changed their expressions!
"Buzz"
Under the control of Zhou Huo, the dark red blade slashed straight from the lower right to the upper left. The blade cut through the void with a trembling sound, and the sharp blade flashed with cold light! If it were slashed at this angle,
Coming down, Ye Wuque's left arm will be cut off by this knife!
This was Zhou Huo's opportunity. He endured the immense pain and swung the knife. He understood that as long as Ye Wuque's left arm was cut off by him, he would be able to resume his movements, and the pain and pain of suddenly losing his left arm would be gone.
Despair will make Ye Wuque howl and lose control. At that moment, Ye Wuque will lose all his defenses.
Once this happens, Zhou Huo will take this opportunity to make a complete comeback and repay Ye Wuque!
"Buzz"
The hope that suddenly surged after despair made Zhou Huo's heart seem to be injected with a stream of heat, making his sword extremely fast, cruel and accurate! Then Zhou Huo's bloodshot eyes swept towards Ye with a hint of a triumphant smile.
Wuque, he wanted to watch the change in Ye Wuque's expression at this moment, from indifference to pain and despair.
"Um?"
When he glanced at those bright eyes, he did not see the fear and despair as imagined, but a touch of... sarcasm. It seemed that Ye Wuque was not at all surprised or worried about the knife that was about to cut off his left arm.
Just when Zhou Huo felt something was wrong, he suddenly felt that the hand holding his neck suddenly lit up with a bright light golden light, and then a huge force was swallowed up, and in an instant Zhou Huo's body collapsed far away.
The sword that he was determined to win was also cut into the air.
"Wow"
Zhou Huo, whose body was in the air, felt the energy and blood in his body constantly churning. He was extremely uncomfortable. Under the severe pain and injuries, he vomited out a mouthful of blood. After landing, he staggered backwards and relied on the Blood Fierce Sword to support his body.
shape.
"Huhu..."
It seemed that he had touched the broken left forearm and three fingers. Zhou Huo was breathing heavily and the corners of his eyes were twitching. However, no matter how intense the pain was, it was not as hurtful as the psychological humiliation.
The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
"You...you know?"
Zhou Huo asked this hoarsely, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Ye Wuque who was ten meters away!
"Boom, boom"
Ye Wuque walked forward unhurriedly, seemingly not hearing Zhou Huo's words, but looking at Zhou Huo with a pair of cold eyes.
"Kekeke... It turns out that Brother Ye did it on purpose! Zhou Huo should be vomiting blood now."
Little White Lotus grinned widely, with a look of relief on her pretty face.
Mo Honglian and Lin Yingluo also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, both smiling.
Nalan Yan's expression changed, and she slowly murmured to herself: "Should you give a glimmer of hope in despair and then plunge it into despair..."
"Ye Wuque! Do you think you can defeat me? That's ridiculous! Who am I, Zhou Huo? How could I be defeated by your men!"
Although the three fingers of his left hand were broken off by Ye Wuque, Zhou Huo miraculously still held the storage ring and scroll tightly in his hands. Zhou Huo became crazy and hysterical after saying these words.
"Do you know why I didn't take the thing from your hand?"
Ye Wuque, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, and this sentence was like a sharp knife piercing Zhou Huo's heart.
His breathing suddenly stagnated, Zhou Huo immediately felt that his whole body was cold, and the uneasiness in his heart reached the extreme.
If you ask what Zhou Huo considers to be the most precious thing now, it is naturally the storage ring and scroll in his hand.
The storage ring must be some precious resources left by the Yuanyang inheritance. Regardless of what is inside, the storage ring itself is of extremely high quality.
As for the scroll, what is recorded on it is most likely the Huang-level secret skill performed by Ji Yuanyang... the Red Gai Four Yang Technique.
These two things can be said to represent the Yuanyang inheritance.
Obtaining these two things, in Zhou Huo's view, means that he has inherited the Yuanyang inheritance. From now on, he will definitely be fully trained by the first main city. By then, with his talents and achievements over time,
will be unlimited.
Now, Ye Wuque's understatement was related to these two things, and it hit Zhou Huo's pain point.
Yes, why didn't he take away such a precious Yuanyang inheritance?
"Hmph! Ye Wuque, stop pretending here! Do you dare to say that you don't covet the Yuanyang inheritance in your heart? Otherwise, why would you enter the Yuanyang Palace? I tell you, as long as I, Zhou Huo, are still alive, these two things will be alive.
If I, Zhou Huo, can’t get it, then I will destroy them all together!”
Zhou Huo's tone was decisive. He was originally a person that I couldn't get and no one else could get. Even though he felt very uneasy in his heart, he still had this idea.
"Destroy them? Zhou Huo, you think too highly of yourself. How about I give you a chance to see if you can refine the storage ring first?"
Ye Wuque's voice sounded with a hint of playfulness, and it fell on everyone's ears, causing everyone's expressions to change!
Although they didn't know why Ye Wuque said this, the three Mo sisters and Lin Yingluo chose to believe him and watched quietly.
Only Nalan Yan noticed something from Ye Wuque's tone, as if he was saying that the storage ring and scroll in Zhou Huo's hand had never belonged to him.
"Hahahaha...Ye Wuque, do you think I am a three-year-old child or do you think you are an idiot? To say such a thing, it seems that you have no idea how I got the storage ring and scroll in my hand.
How ignorant.”
After listening to Ye Wuque's words, Zhou Huo looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The remaining thumb and little finger of his left hand pinched the storage ring and scroll tightly, looking at Ye Wuque with a mocking look.
But then he saw that Ye Wuque's expression was exactly the same as his, even better than his, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"Okay, okay! Ye Wuque, let me show you who this Yuanyang inheritance belongs to?"
"Buzz"
Zhou Huo, who was smiling strangely, used the remaining energy in his body and poured it into the storage ring. He wanted to refine the storage ring in front of Ye Wuque.
Ye Wuque, who saw Zhou Huo's behavior, was not impatient, but looked like he was watching the show quietly.
"Buzzing..."
Time passed bit by bit, and the dark red light on Zhou Huo's left hand became more and more intense, but his expression became more and more solemn, and the original strange smile had long since disappeared.
Zhou Huo suddenly discovered that his Yuan Power could not be injected into the inside of the storage ring. It was as if the Storage Ring was protected by an inexplicable force. No matter how hard he tried, his Yuan Power could not enter it.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Such a result instantly made Zhou Huo feel confused, and his forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat. He frantically used all the energy he could mobilize in his body to inject it into the storage ring, but he still couldn't succeed.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Yes, there are scrolls! There are scrolls!"
His bloodshot eyes glanced at the scroll next to him. Zhou Huo's eyes lit up, and hope seemed to be ignited again. He then abandoned the storage ring and poured all his energy into the scroll.
"Buzz"
However, half a quarter of an hour later, sweat slid down his face, mixed with the blood on the corner of his mouth, and dripped down. Zhou Huo's mouth became dry, and he kept squirming. His eyes were blank, and his face was almost as heavy as a jujube.
Distorted, the whole person seems to have lost his soul!
He couldn't refine any of the storage rings and scrolls.
"No! No! The Yuanyang inheritance is mine! The Yuanyang inheritance belongs to me, Zhou Huo..."
The murmurs in his mouth became louder and louder, but became more and more trembling. At this moment, Zhou Huo finally showed despair, as if he had sunk into an endless abyss.
"It's time to end."
With a gentle word, Ye Wuque saw what he wanted to see. His speed suddenly surged to the extreme, and he suddenly attacked where Zhou Huo was standing. A pale golden full moon appeared above his head, and then gaps appeared one after another. Finally,
Turned into a golden crescent moon.
Ye Wuque played the full moon again!
"Rumble"
The golden crescent drags the brilliant moonlight and comes towards Zhou Huo to suppress it!
This huge momentum also awakened Zhou Huo who was trapped in a demonic barrier!
Zhou Huo raised his head and his bloodshot eyes flashed with boundless despair and madness. Looking at the golden crescent falling from the sky, he looked up to the sky and roared! The bloody sword in his hand trembled violently, and the sword light pierced the air. Zhou Huo killed everyone
All his energy was poured into the bloody sword, and with the last crazy shout, he slashed towards the golden crescent moon that was suddenly suppressed!
The bloody sword turned into a ferocious blood-colored demonic shadow, roaring in the void, the demon's giant mouth opened wide, and sharp and terrifying demonic fangs emerged, piercing the void and tearing towards the golden crescent moon!
"Rumble"
"Boom"
The brilliant golden crescent moon was dragged up and collided with the blood-colored demonic shadow. Unparalleled fluctuations immediately erupted, and the dazzling light once again flooded the surrounding area for nearly a hundred feet!
"puff……"
Zhou Huo, who was looking up to the sky and spitting out blood, was lifted up by the huge force of the shock. He was tumbling feebly in the air. The storage ring and scroll that he had been holding on to with his left hand finally lost the strength to hold on and fell down.
The hands that have always been white and strong gently hold her.
"Boom"
His body hit the ground heavily, and Zhou Huo, whose face was covered with blood, rolled back several times before stopping, but he did not faint. His bloodshot eyes were filled with deathly silence and despair as if they were frozen.
He lay on the ground like a dead dog, motionless.
th.
At this moment, Zhou Huo was just like what Ye Wuque said before, he couldn't die.
Looking at the storage ring and scroll that still exuded a faint brilliance in his hand, Ye Wuque felt a touch of kindness from them, which was a kind of recognition from the source.
"Ouch"
A shallow dragon chant suddenly resounded all over Ye Wuque, and then a burst of spiritual power emerged from Ye Wuque's eyebrows, completely wrapping the storage ring and scroll. The light flashed again, and the two things disappeared into Ye Wuque's body.
In his hand, he put it into his storage ring.
This scene fell into Nalan Yan's eyes. The latter's eyes moved slightly, and finally shook her head slightly and sighed quietly.
After completing all this, Ye Wuque turned around and looked at Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao and the Mo sisters with a gentle smile, and said, "Fortunately, we finally caught up."