Ye Qiu stood in the air, holding a divine whip and bathed in golden light, like an invincible god of war.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
Luluo looked obsessed: "Master Ye is so handsome!"
Baihua Fairy's lips were filled with a smile, extremely arrogant, as if she was saying, Look, this is my man!
As for Yun Xi, her beautiful eyes were full of sparkles, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Niu beep!" shouted the real person with long eyebrows.
In the distance, the other disciples of the three holy places saw that the saints and saints of their sects were dead, and they were all so frightened that they fell into silence.
After Ye Qiu dealt with Tuoba Ye and Lin Qianqian, his eyes fell on An Ruochen, the Holy Son of Butian Sect.
He was a little strange, why didn't this guy take action when Huangfu Qi and Lin Qianqian were in danger?
Even if An Ruochen didn't take action, why hasn't he made any move to escape?
"It's your turn!" Ye Qiu said coldly.
An Ruochen looked calm, looked at Ye Qiu and said, "I admire you very much. Are you interested in joining our Butian Sect?"
"If you are interested, I can ask the sect to make you a holy son."
An Ruochen's tone was very sincere. Ye Qiu was only in the Golden Core realm, but he killed three masters who were at the peak of the Cave Heaven. This made him realize that Ye Qiu's potential is endless.
If such a genius joins the Butian Sect, it will definitely be a good thing for the Butian Sect.
However, Ye Qiu remained indifferent.
"I have said before that I am not interested in being the Holy Son. My interest is to kill you."
An Ruochen's face remained calm and said, "I advise you not to make a mistake."
"Joining the Butian Sect is your only chance to survive."
"I'm not the three of them, you can't kill me."
"You are quite confident!" After Ye Qiu said this, he walked towards An Ruochen with the magic whip in hand.
"Since you are bent on seeking death, I will send you on your way." After An Ruochen finished speaking, he exuded a monstrous aura.
Buzz!
The nine caves are suspended behind.
Then, An Ruochen took a step forward.
"Boom!"
An Ruochen's footsteps stepped in the void, like thunder exploding, and the huge force caused the surrounding mountains to shake.
This momentum is so strong that no one seems to be able to stop it.
"So strong!"
Ye Qiu felt a strong fighting spirit from An Ruochen from a long distance away, and at the same time, he also felt an extremely dangerous feeling.
"It seems that this guy is the strongest among the four of them. He was hiding his clumsiness when he fought with Yun Xi."
"This man is highly cultivated and has a deep mind. If I don't kill him, he will definitely be my formidable enemy in the future."
"Fortunately, I have the magic whip in my hand, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to kill him."
Ye Qiu continued to move forward.
The distance between the two people is getting closer and closer.
Three hundred meters.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred meters.
Fifty meters.
"boom!"
When Ye Qiu was still fifty meters away from An Ruochen, he took action and swung the magic whip out.
An Ruochen stood still and did not move or dodge. In other words, at this time, he had been immobilized by the whip and could not move.
"A small wooden whip can actually imprison me. It's not easy."
An Ruochen looked at the whip that was getting closer and closer to him, his face showed no fluctuations and was as calm as an ancient well.
"There was no trace of panic on his face, so he must have some trump card."
Ye Qiu noticed An Ruochen's expression, but he did not stop.
"boom!"
The magic whip was whipped towards An Ruochen's head. Just as he was about to hit, something unexpected happened.
"Buzz!"
The silver armor on An Ruochen's body glowed with intense white light, like a god resurrecting.
Immediately afterwards, a white helmet appeared on An Ruochen's head, protecting his head tightly.
An Ruochen is wearing a helmet and armor, and with the terrifying aura exuding from his whole body, he looks like a war king!
"Snapped!"
The magic whip hit An Ruochen's helmet, causing a string of sparks to fly.
"Click rub rub —"
An Ruochen took a dozen steps back. His helmet was not cracked and his body was unscathed.
"Um?"
Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows, then rushed forward, and landed several more whips on An Ruochen's helmet.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The sparks from the collision flew around in random directions. However, An Ruochen was not damaged except for retreating a certain distance.
"I told you, you can't kill me."
An Ruochen looked at Ye Qiu, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "I am wearing the holy robe handed down from the Butian Sect. The wooden whip in your hand can't be broken."
"Really?" Ye Qiu didn't believe in evil and whipped him a few more times.
The result is still the same, the divine whip cannot damage An Ruochen's inherited holy clothes.
"It's a pity that my cultivation level is too low. If I were at the same level as him, even if the divine whip cannot damage the handed down holy cloth, it can still severely injure him."
Ye Qiu thought of this and had an idea in his mind. Then he took the magic whip and beat An Ruochen desperately.
An Ruochen was protected by a battle suit and was completely unafraid. He watched Ye Qiu keep beating him and said disdainfully: "It's a waste of effort."
at this time.
"boom!"
The four Qiankun Cauldrons suddenly appeared, like four mountain peaks, hitting An Ruochen's head.
"puff!"
The helmet exploded.
An Ruochen was startled, and hurriedly dodged, but was still a beat too late, and was hit by the Qiankun Cauldron on half of his body.
Click!
The holy robe passed down from generation to generation fell to pieces.
An Ruochen flew backwards and vomited blood from his mouth. Then, An Ruochen looked at the four Qiankun Cauldrons in shock and exclaimed: "Sacred weapon! How can you have a sacred weapon?"
Even a strong saint may not possess a divine weapon. An Ruochen couldn't understand why Ye Qiu had no sect and low cultivation, how could he have a divine weapon in his hand?
"Why, you are allowed to have the Heirloom Saint Cloth, but I am not allowed to have the divine weapon?" Ye Qiu said coldly: "The Heirloom Saint Cloth is damaged, let me see how you can stop me."
boom!
Ye Qiu appeared in front of An Ruochen in one step, swung the magic whip and whipped it.
An Ruochen wanted to escape, but suddenly found that he was restrained again, unable to move at all. He could only watch as the magic whip got closer and closer to him.
"ah……"
An Ruochen screamed and used all his strength, trying to break free from the magic whip, but it had no effect at all.
"puff!"
The whip fell on An Ruochen's neck. Immediately, An Ruochen's body flew out, and his head rolled to the ground like a rubber ball.
Blood dyed the sky red.
"Isn't he just the Holy Son of Butian Sect? What's so great about him? He's just a loser!"
Ye Qiu smiled disdainfully and raised the whip again, preparing to kill An Ruochen.
at this time.
A strange scene appeared.
Ye Qiu felt dizzy, and then all the images became blurry, like a slow motion movie, and even a speck of dust in the air could be clearly seen.
