Chapter three hundred and seventy-fifth: can not help but say
How could Ye Wu not know that he had been tricked?
Someone must have given this blood to them on purpose.
But when it comes to the power of the wind blade just now, the opponent's strength is definitely far superior to his.
Those who exceed his strength can only survive the ascension...
Not just him, basically everyone in the group realized it.
And now, they can't explain it at all.
To be precise, explanations are useless.
So Ye Wu didn't say anything, but was ready to fight.
"Seniors!" a voice sounded.
The one who spoke was one of the two young men, looking at the three monks with anxiety.
The three monks looked at them and said, "Were you injured by Ye Wu's men? Don't be afraid, we will never let this devil escape today!"
The two people suddenly became anxious.
"No, three seniors, that's it. We were originally attacked by evil cultivators, but it was Ye Wu who saved us. The blood in his hand was also hit by an attack and was sent deliberately."
The two of them tried to explain.
After all, they could see clearly that it really had nothing to do with Ye Wu.
But their explanation was not listened to by the three monks.
Instead, the three of them sneered.
"It seems that you two have been bewitched by this devil!"
"Yes, a heinous person who associates with evil cultivators will save you? If this is the case, it can only be said that you are also in the same group with them!"
The two people never expected that the reply they received would be like this.
"senior……"
"Don't talk nonsense with these evil spirits, do it!" one of the people in the Tribulation Stage said coldly.
Ye Wu directly took the initiative to greet him.
The strength of the Tribulation Stage is too strong and it is easy to hurt other people, so it is better for him to carry it alone.
These three tribulation periods were originally meant for him, so naturally they all started together.
If it were anyone else, they wouldn't bother with three people bullying one person, but Ye Wu has now become a thorn in the throat of the dynasty.
If it is not pulled out early, it will become suppurative.
And Ye Wu is growing too fast.
Wang Defu frowned. He watched from the side and did not intervene, but if Ye Wu did anything wrong, he would take him away.
At this time, the ground began to tremble.
In the distance, a group of troops was rushing towards them, causing waves.
Ao Xiaoji and the others also began to prepare for war.
The two monks who were saved by Ye Wu looked at each other, gritted their teeth, took pills to suppress the injuries in their bodies, and rushed forward.
After all, Ye Wu also saved them.
Each attack during the three transcending tribulation periods will trigger a strange phenomenon in the world.
The Tribulation Stage is already the top force in the human world. How can we usually see a battle between Tribulations, let alone three against one.
The sword intent around Ye Wu's body was rolling, without fear at all. Sword lotuses bloomed one after another, and before they knew it, they filled the river at their feet.
The three transcending tribulations set off flames and fell towards Ye Wu. Their power was like a natural disaster, sweeping over.
Ye Wu looked calmly and moved his fingertips slightly.
The next moment, the sword lotuses bloomed together and turned into thousands of sword lights, rising up from the river and rising into the sky, which was dazzling.
The three people in the Tribulation Period were shocked. Ye Wu's strength was really scary. If they hadn't joined forces today, they might not be his opponent.
He is young, so talented, and cruel...
The three of them looked at each other and nodded to each other.
One of them had an extra bronze mirror in his hand.
The copper essence refracted the sword light and actually copied the exact same sword intent, shooting towards Ye Wu.
The second person had a cluster of flames in his hand, and the flames were dancing. The person in the Tribulation Stage had a solemn face, but after pushing the flames out, his face turned pale.
The third person took out a giant net in his hand and locked the space around the four of them to prevent the monster next to Ye Wu from tearing the space apart again.
The three of them actually finished it in one breath.
By the time Wang Defu noticed it, it was already too late. It wasn't like he couldn't tear it apart by force, but...
He glanced at the sparse hair on his body and sighed.
Unless he had to, he really didn't want to use so much force, or he would become completely bald.
Above, the cluster of gorgeous flames has jumped from one cluster to eighty-one clusters, moving towards Ye Wu lightly, as if dancing.
The bronze mirror refracted bright light again, replicating eighty-one clusters of flames.
After doing this, the man holding the bronze mirror turned pale.
The monk who controlled the sealed space had reached his limit and could no longer draw out his hand to attack.
And Ye Wu could sense the danger emanating from the flames that made his scalp numb.
If he was not careful, the flames could really kill him.
He immediately made a decision in his heart, and the sword intent around Ye Wu was gradually stained with a layer of dark purple.
The sword intention closed, turned into defense, and closed when a cluster of flames arrived.
Then, more flames came.
Clusters of them were like maggots attached to bones, lingering on Ye Wu's defense.
Ye Wu groaned, his chest rolling.
These flames can actually hurt him through the connection between the sword and him.
Holding back the feeling of wanting to vomit blood, Ye Wu controlled the intention of destruction and moved towards the unceremonious attack of the flames.
The two collided and made a sizzling sound, like water and fire colliding, canceling each other out.
Seeing this, Three Tribulation Periods started to raise their minds.
The one who controlled the flames spurted out a mouthful of blood, making the flames even more intense.
Ye Wu also spat out a mouthful of blood, but was shocked.
The charm on his forehead flickers on and off.
Ye Wu glanced at the battle below.
When an army joins hands, the power released is no less than that of the Tribulation Period.
They can't last long.
After gritting his teeth, Ye Wu mobilized another part of his power.
His aura suddenly increased sharply.
The intention of destruction instantly became turbulent and intense, sweeping towards the flames in a mighty manner, destroying the flames in an instant.
The Tribulation Stage who controlled the flame spat out another mouthful of blood, but his mouth and nose were bleeding. His breath suddenly dropped, his face was like gold paper, and he could hardly stand still.
The one holding the bronze mirror was barely doing better. He looked at the two companions who couldn't bear it at the same time and felt nervous.
No, I can't die here, I have to leave.
To deal with this Ye Wu, we still need to take a long-term approach!
Making up his mind, he directly greeted the two people around him.
"Let's withdraw!"
The two of them were unwilling to give up, but they had similar thoughts to him and made the decision to leave the battlefield immediately.
Ye Wu didn't chase after him, he didn't want to use too much of his other self's power.
But after taking back his power, Ye Wu frowned. It seemed that... his memory had not changed as before?
No, he must be missing some memories.
But I have learned to be cunning and no longer only extract one or two days. After all, I already know what the sequelae are.
Ye Wu slowly exhaled, his face gloomy, and then he lowered his head and looked down.