Chapter 3279: Should This Person Die?

How could this happen?

Shouldn't the halberd be just a pile of scrap metal? ?

But at this moment, Yi Shuihan only felt that his eyes went dark again! !

An unprecedented sense of death threat exploded in his heart! !

Ye Wuque raised the dragon halberd again, still simply and roughly... smashing! !

Boom! !

The dragon halberd fell for the forty-first time! !

Crack! !

The next moment, Yi Shuihan watched his beloved Broken God Sword explode in his hand and was completely smashed to pieces by the dragon halberd! !

Puff!

At the same time, Yi Shuihan felt an inexplicable chill on his right shoulder, and the skin on the right half of his neck was faintly touched by the sharp cold light! !

Subconsciously, Yi Shuihan looked down!

The bright red blood spurted out from his right shoulder as if it was free, dyeing the void red! !

Ye Wuque's halberd not only completely smashed the Broken Divine Sword, but also chopped into Yi Shuihan's right shoulder diagonally without any resistance. With a plop, Yi Shuihan's entire right shoulder and his right arm were chopped off and fell to the ground! !

"Ah!!"

Until this moment, the severe pain overwhelmed Yi Shuihan, causing him to howl miserably, but he still stared at Ye Wuque, as if he wanted to say something! !

"You..."

Puff! !

Ye Wuque's right hand holding the dragon halberd gently stirred upwards, and a big head flew high, rolling down into the void, spraying blood three feet high!

When the head fell to the ground again, Yi Shuihan's face still retained deep fear, unwillingness, resentment, and a trace of... regret!

Staring with anger, he died with his eyes wide open!

Ye Wuque's face was calm, without any joy or excitement. Killing Yi Shuihan was just a matter of course for him.

This Yi Shuihan is really looking for death. He was lucky enough to survive the Tianjiao Discussion Meeting, but he didn't know how to cherish it. He chased me here for thousands of miles to kill me. He thought that he could kill Ye Wuque with a Broken God Sword. He is really stupid!

Isn't it good to be alive?

Why did he come here to die!

Who can be blamed?

Ye Wuque looked at the hilt of the Broken God Sword, which was full of cracks, and a trace of regret appeared in his eyes.

"I was too fierce at the moment and didn't stop it. After all, it is also a powerful ancient treasure. It's a pity..."

Putting away the big dragon halberd, Ye Wuque walked to the headless body of Yi Shuihan, took off his storage ring, and the power of the soul poured into it. Immediately, his eyes lit up and said to himself: "As expected of a member of Qingfeng Sword Pavilion, this guy is quite fat!"

In Yi Shuihan's storage ring, there are a full one million divine crystals! !

Divine crystal!

A diamond-shaped crystal that contains the elemental power of heaven and earth and can be directly absorbed. It is also the unique currency of Tianwaitian!

The value of a divine crystal is extremely high. Many casual cultivators only have a few thousand divine crystals at most, but Yi Shuihan's storage ring has a full one million!

This is a windfall for Ye Wuque!

Before, he went to Tianxia Diyilou to buy things by bartering, exchanging elixirs. Now with these one million divine crystals, it is much more convenient along the way.

In addition to one million divine crystals, there are still many elixirs in Yi Shuihan's storage ring. The quality is not bad, but compared with Ye Wuque's own, it is more than one level worse.

After packing up and throwing Yi Shuihan's storage ring away, Ye Wuque flashed and continued to move forward, heading towards the end of the Great Desert.

The next three days were very peaceful.

Hualala! !

At the evening of the third day, when Ye Wuque heard a rumble in his ears and saw a mighty river appearing in front of him, his eyes finally lit up slightly!

Wuhe!

This is a river belonging to Wuzhou, lying at the end of the exit of Wuzhou. After crossing this Wu River, you will completely leave the territory of Wuzhou and enter a new continent.

Without any hesitation, Ye Wuque turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky, crossing the Wu River.

Half an hour later, the Wu River was far behind him, and he had completely left Wuzhou!

"After Wuzhou, according to the jade slip given by Pei Tianluo, this should be Luzhou..."

Walking on the hard ground, Ye Wuque found that the scenery of Luzhou was completely different from that of Wuzhou. It seemed like spring all year round, with birds singing and flowers blooming everywhere, and the environment was much more beautiful.

"There is a post station ahead."

Less than three miles away from Ye Wuque, a huge post station lay there, which also attracted Ye Wuque's attention.

He walked forward and found that the popularity of this post station was quite good. At this moment, many people were coming in and out, but before Ye Wuque went in, he found that an old man who looked to be in his sixties was sitting quietly in the left corner in front of the entrance of this post station!

This old man looked ordinary, nothing special. He sat there with a stove in front of him, and a pot of hot tea was boiling on the stove!

Gurgle!

The tea seemed to be boiling, and the steam had already risen!

What surprised Ye Wuque was that this old man was looking at the teapot in front of him and was actually... crying!

A line of turbid tears slid down his cheeks, not like fake, this old man seemed to be remembering someone, very sad.

However, Ye Wuque did not intend to pay attention, just a faint glance and prepared to enter the post station to take a look, and by the way, ask where the nearest large teleportation array was.

However...

"Young man, are you just leaving like this?"

The tearful old man suddenly spoke, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and suddenly stopped Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, his steps paused slightly, he turned his head to look at the tearful old man, and said calmly, "Is there something wrong with this old gentleman?"

"It's nothing. It's just that seeing you, a little baby, made me feel a little sad, and a question came to my mind. I wonder if I can ask you?"

The weeping old man picked up the teapot that had been boiling before and poured boiling water into the empty teacup. Green tea leaves surged up from the bottom of the cup, like dancing elves.

"You shouldn't ask me the old gentleman's question, right?"

"No, I should ask you!"

"oh?"

Ye Wuque's eyes have narrowed slightly!

"A very simple question. If you were me, and the disciple I cultivated carefully and treated like my own son was suddenly killed a month ago, do you think this person should die? Will you take revenge?"

The turbid tears on the tearful old man's face had disappeared at this moment. He gently put down the teapot and looked at Ye Wuque with a pair of turbid eyes, without any emotion in them!