Chapter 1139 The Memory of Blood!

Bloody light bloomed on the back of the head, like a strange mandala!

Everything happened so suddenly, as if it was an electric spark!

From the moment the arms of the Beginningless Son were torn off to the young man's head being twisted off, the crowd didn't react and was in constant shock!

Even the older generation of Wushi Holy Land had not recovered from the shock of Ye Wushuang's terrifying body. When they reacted, they only saw a head nailed through!

"Oh my God, we were all fooled!"

"This Ye Wushuang is not seeking death at all. He took the initiative to bear the attack just to divert the attention of the Holy Son Wushi and save others!"

"He was the one scheming from the beginning to the end!"

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The people who came back to their senses also reacted and instantly understood Ye Wushuang's plan!

Faced with a bloody and cruel attack, his body was shattered into pieces. Who would have thought that this was just to create a chance to save Ren's life!

"He really doesn't want his life!"

The group of geniuses behind Yun Feiyang were all frightened. They felt that Ye Wushuang was not only scary, but also crazy, like a lunatic who didn't want his life!

"Maybe I still underestimated you!"

Yun Feiyang also stepped away, fell to the side, and stared at Ye Wushuang!

A lunatic who can fight for one person regardless of everything is admirable!

At least, in the eyes of those talented people at this moment, there is only admiration, and even a touch of envy, envy for Ren Pingsheng!

Ye Wushuang stood in the void, took out the light ball, and swallowed the divine patterns on the surface!

A weak shadow floated in front of him. The figure was dim and the breath was weak, but the back was straight and straight, like a sword, an unyielding sword!

"This time, I seem to be dragging you down!"

Ren Pingsheng looked at Ye Wushuang and smiled bitterly. How could he not see the scenes that happened before!

"You are really unlucky to be a brother with me!"

Ye Wushuang also smiled, it was natural!

"Needless to say!" Ren Pingsheng smiled wanly and said, "However, only I can enjoy this kind of 'unlucky', and others may not be able to experience it in their lifetime, because there are people fighting for me!"

The faint words made countless people fall silent and stare at the two figures. In their eyes, there was only endless envy!

The cultivators are fighting for each other, and the journey is long and bloody. Amidst the intrigues and intrigues, there is only endless killing and chasing. How many people can live and die together? If they are crawling on the ground, it is just a handful of loess. Who can remember it?

Not to mention that there are people fighting for it, it’s just a delusion!

"With this brother, what more can I ask for!"

Yun Feiyang sighed slightly, his eyes flickered, and even Qing Shui looked strange. As for Qianqiu Shenmeng, his eyes were full of brilliance. Maybe this was Ye Wushuang!

"let's go!"

After glancing at the people surrounding him, Ren Pingsheng shouted!

"No more revenge?"

Ye Wushuang asked.

"Retribution, why not retribution? However, if we don't retaliate now, one day we will surely destroy it!"

Ren Pingsheng responded, he knew that with the current strength, he could not shake the Wushi Holy Land, only in the future!

Hearing Ren Pingsheng's words, Ye Wushuang knew what he was thinking. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said: "As you said, this revenge must be avenged. Right now, just to seek justice, just to prove that my brother , whoever touches it will surely destroy the world!"

Ye Wushuang spoke very calmly, but that kind of determination was deafening and unswerving, making people feel unquestionable, and also made people feel a kind of monstrous killing!

Blood for blood, only the memory of blood can make people remember!

Ren Pingsheng was silent. He had seen Ye Wushuang's madness. How could he give up without overturning everything? At this moment, he couldn't even find any reason to stop it!

Ye Wushuang didn't say much, and took him into the small chaotic universe. His eyes turned to look at the Holy Son of Wubei. The torn off arm was reborn again, but the look of ferocious pain on his face did not disappear for a long time. !

Totoro's pull seemed normal, but there was a strange power destroying the vitality of the Beginningless Son, causing him great pain, and his face was twisted and twitching!

"It hurts!"

Ye Wushuang asked indifferently, "The pain must be repaid a hundred times. This is just the beginning!"

"Don't be complacent, so what if you saved him? Do you think you can leave the Beginningless Holy Land today?"

The Holy Son Wushi said indifferently, with a hint of ferocity on his face!

"With your current strength, you are no better than useless. I can crush you to death with just a snap of my fingers. How can you stop me?"

The coldness in Ye Wushuang's eyes gradually became stronger, and those eyes gradually became blood red, becoming cold and cold, and there was a ruthless disregard for life!

The Holy Son of Wushi was able to kill him before, but he escaped quickly. Now that he is seriously injured and has not recovered, it is easy to kill him!

Boom!

As he spoke, he took a step forward, and his murderous intent surged out like a flood that had been released, sweeping across the world. The entire Holy Land of No Beginning was filled with terrifying murderous intent!

The pupils of the Beginningless Son shrank and he quickly retreated!

"You can escape!"

Ye Wushuang held an ancient sword and flew away through the air, ignoring the people from the Wushi Holy Land!

Suddenly, many elders' expressions turned cold!

"presumptuous!"

Several figures of the fourth and fifth levels of destiny stepped out and killed Ye Wushuang, and the vast divine power surged in like a boil!

"roll!"

Ye Wushuang waved one hand, Wutian Sword Embryo rushed out, and one hundred thousand Zhuxian Saint Soldiers rushed out, turning into a sky-reaching sword array to cover those figures, and the destructive Zhuxian Sword Qi cut them into blood foam, making them vulnerable to a single blow. !

Boom!

Instantly, Ye Wushuang's figure also caught up with the Son of Beginning!

"Kill!"

The eternal sword light bloomed in an instant, slashing away quickly. The Son of Beginning activated the Qiankun Guardian, but was slashed one by one. The overlapping sword light fell on the body of the Son of Beginning, slashing out blood grooves!

Bang bang bang...

The body of the Son of Beginning was chopped off, repeatedly crashing into the void, spitting blood wildly!

"Ah..."

The Son of Beginning roared wildly, not knowing whether it was pain or anger. His body leaped away, leaving a blood mark, blood grooves all over his body, rolling flesh and blood, bones hidden, shocking!

This was done intentionally by Ye Wushuang, and he did not take the life of the Son of Beginning. However, the eternal sword light made those blood grooves bleed continuously, making him unable to die, but living in despair, living a life worse than death!

"Ye Wushuang, you will die miserably..."

The Son of Beginning roared ferociously!

"Noisy!"

Ye Wushuang's figure emerged from the void, the golden divine feathers added speed, and he swept forward with a kick. With a snap, the mad god's leg was like a golden lightning that hit the face of the Son of Beginning. The Son of Beginning's voice stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a tragic cry!

A face exploded, and teeth and broken bones flew out together!

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Seeing this, everyone took a breath of cold air, so cruel!

"You are so vicious, you bastard!"

The eyes of the old generation of strong men in the Holy Land of Beginning suddenly sank, bursting with coldness, and the powerful aura pressed towards Ye Wushuang, blocking the Son of Beginning!

"Vicious?"

Wu Shi Shengzi's cruel treatment of Ren Pingsheng is not called vicious?

"Get out of here!"

Ye Wushuang walked with a sword, and the aura on his body was wild!