Chapter 546: Life Is Worse than Death

It was ten minutes at noon, and the sun was shining across the sky, casting endless scorching light and heat.

Inside the gate of Qingya City, Ye Wuque strangled Zhou Wuyong's neck with his right hand and lifted him up like a little chicken. No matter how frantically Zhou Wuyong struggled, he could not break free from Ye Wuyong's pliers-like hand. !

The fighting spirit of the Holy Path has poured into Zhou Wuyong's body, banning all his cultivation, so Zhou Wuyong is no different from a mortal at this time.

The black hair was turbulent, Ye Wuque's fair and handsome body was stained with blood, and his left hand was holding Zhou Wuyong's bloody right arm. The hideous wound was facing the ground, and warm blood was constantly dripping. The scene was extremely horrifying.

Zhou Wuyong's miserable howl echoed around dozens of feet away, and Ye Wuque stared at him, his bright eyes cold and ruthless, like a blood Shura.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Wang Sheng, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly burst out laughing crazily. Although he was hoarse and hoarse, his red eyes were full of joy!

It is a kind of catharsis after despair reaches the extreme, it is a kind of madness after a great revenge is avenged!

"Retribution! Retribution! The sky has eyes! You devil! Didn't you tear off my father's arm? You also have this moment! Hahahaha! Dad! Look! Look! This devil has received retribution! Embroiderer! Embroiderer! Wuwuwuwu..."

Wang Sheng's roar went from madness filled with hatred, to the catharsis of revenge, to the pain of never-ending death for his wife.

Wang Sheng's father and mother held on tightly to their desperate and crying son. The three members of the family shed tears of blood and cried endlessly.

"Ah... don't kill me! Don't kill me! Let me go! Let me go!"

Zhou Wuyong saw that there was no hope of freeing himself, and his right arm was torn off by the boy in front of him. The boundless pain that constantly invaded his nerves turned into boundless fear, and the fear eventually turned into wailing and begging for mercy.

"Let you go? Those mortals you killed also begged you for mercy before they died. Have you let them go?"

The cold and ruthless voice reached Zhou Wuyong's ears, and the hand that strangled his throat kept tightening. Suddenly, even breathing became a luxury for Zhou Wuyong. The desperate fear that he would die at any time made his face... He was pale, his lips were trembling, but he could no longer say a word.

Because he had already felt that although the young man holding his throat was only fourteen or fifteen years old, his strength, ruthlessness, and cold personality were far beyond those of any young man he had ever seen. A generation of geniuses.

Geniuses of this level cannot be cultivated by ordinary sect families, only... super sects!

And even within the super sect, they are the top group of people.

"Why? Why? Why did we meet these guys? Is it possible that I, Zhou Wuyong, will die here today?"

As the 80th murderer on the list of 100 murderers, Zhou Wuyong's cultivation has also reached the peak of the early stage of the Origin Soul Realm. He is cunning, perverted, ruthless, and can be considered quite powerful.

He has always done many evil things. Not only has he attacked and killed disciples of many sects and families, but he has also killed countless mortals in the secular world. However, he has not been punished. The crimes and killings he has committed are too numerous to describe, and his evil deeds are numerous!

But good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and this time it finally fell into the hands of Ye Wuque and the others.

After knowing that begging for mercy was useless, Zhou Wuyong's pale face finally revealed the last bit of madness and resentment. His true nature was revealed, and Jie Jie laughed wildly: "I have killed countless so-called genius disciples like you from famous and upright sects in my life, and I have also tortured and killed female monks! Hiss... I really miss that feeling! I have enjoyed it and been free! Hahahaha... Even if you die today, it is just death. If you want to, you can kill me, so what? What? Hahahahaha..."

Zhou Wuyong kicked his feet wildly, laughing maniacally, as if he was not even afraid of death, and was extremely arrogant.

He knew that he was bound to die and would eventually be killed by Ye Wuque. Instead of dying cowardly, it would be better to die arrogantly. This person had a perverted heart and twisted personality. It was unexpected to do such a thing.

"Kill me! Aren't you going to kill me? You're going to do it! You loser! You're going to kill me!"

He squeezed Ye Wuque's right arm with his only remaining left arm, trying to anger Ye Wuque, but no matter how hard he tried, Ye Wuque's right arm holding his throat remained motionless, as if it were cast from fine iron. , it makes a dull sound when knocked on.

However, no matter how loud Zhou Wuyong was, how crazy he was, how much he wanted to anger Ye Wuque, he finally found that he was doing useless work.

When Zhou Wuyong looked at Ye Wuque, he was met with a pair of bright but always cold and calm eyes.

In those eyes, he couldn't see any emotion, nor any murderous intent, only calmness, which was like the Yellow River in the deepest part of the hundred hells under the Nine Netherworld, making people's scalp numb and their souls trembling.

For some reason, Ye Wuque's look in his eyes made Zhou Wuyong's suppressed fear surge up again, and it became ten times stronger!

"You forgot, I have said before that I will not kill you, I will only make your life worse than death. When Ye Mou speaks, he always means what he says."

The indifferent and cold voice echoed in Zhou Wuyong's ears again, making every hair on his body stand up. The chill in his heart even surpassed the pain caused by the broken arm.

"You...what do you want to do? You...you have the guts to kill me!"

The shouts also became trembling and weak, because Ye Wuque's posture was too calm, so calm that Zhou Wuyong truly felt fear, the kind of fear that came from the depths of his soul.

Suddenly, Ye Wuque threw away Zhou Wuyong's right arm, raised his left hand to Zhou Wuyong's remaining left arm, and then exerted force!

"ah……"

When Zhou Wuyong howled again, Ye Wuque tore off his left arm, and the blood that had just stopped spurted out again!

Both of Zhou Wuyong's arms were torn off by Ye Wuque. The scene was extremely miserable, but in the eyes of Wang Sheng's family of three, this scene was the best comfort and catharsis.

Ye Wuque's methods seemed cruel, but how could they compare to Zhou Wuyong's perverted methods of humiliating and ravaging others before?

Such a murderer, even if he is cut into pieces, it will not be enough to vent his hatred!

After tearing off Zhou Wuyong's two arms, Ye Wuque still held Zhou Wuyong high, but at this moment Zhou Wuyong was trembling all over, and he didn't even have the strength to howl, and could only stare at Ye Wuque, his eyes The resentment was mixed with great fear.

Because he didn't know what Ye Wuque would continue to do to him next.

Zhou Wuyong could feel that tearing off both of his arms was just the beginning.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Ye Wuque pointed his left hand at Wang Sheng, who was lying on the ground with all his bones broken, and a strong holy battle energy shot out and entered Wang Sheng's body.

Crackling!

Immediately, Wang Sheng felt as if scalding boiling water had been poured into his body, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, the bones that Zhou Wuyong had planned began to vibrate violently, as if they had been temporarily condensed by an unpredictable force. stand up.

Most of the lost strength was restored. Wang Sheng was extremely surprised and thought at the same time, and slowly stood up from the hands of his parents. It seemed that his injuries were completely healed.

This is because Ye Wuque used the holy battle energy to temporarily force Wang Sheng's bones together, allowing him to regain his mobility. After that, the healing speed of his broken bones will increase several times with the help of the holy battle energy.

He handed Wang Sheng an ordinary healing elixir and asked him to take it for his old father. Although he could not regenerate his limbs, taking a monk's elixir with a mortal body, even if it was only a low-grade elixir, was enough. Stops injuries and heals quickly.

Wang Sheng knelt down to Ye Wuque and kowtowed three times before taking the pill in Ye Wuque's hand and giving it to his father.

Zhou Wuyong was held in Ye Wuque's hand. Looking at the other party's series of actions, for some reason, the chill in his heart became deeper and deeper, and the premonition became worse and worse.

The medicine took effect very quickly, and Wang Sheng's injuries were quickly stabilized, and his face became rosy.

At this time, Ye Wuque's voice sounded in Zhou Wuyong's ears again: "Now, it's your turn to live a life worse than death..."

Buzz!

The next moment, the fighting spirit of the Holy Path poured into Zhou Wuyong's body crazily, sealing the cultivation level in his body three times. Then with a bang, Zhou Wuyong was thrown to Wang Sheng's feet.

"Why should I take action to make your life worse than death? Cause and effect reincarnate, good and evil will be rewarded, and for the sins you have committed, someone will naturally make your life worse than death."

As soon as he said these words, Wang Sheng's eyes instantly turned red again!

He immediately knelt down again, kowtowed three times to Ye Wuque, and yelled: "Wang Sheng's family has thanked their benefactor!

Wang Sheng knew that Ye Wuque was giving him the opportunity to avenge the embroiderer with his own hands!

Zhou Wuyong struggled crazily on the ground, his face instantly distorted, and the chill in his heart was so intense that it turned into actual fear. He obviously did not expect that Ye Wuque would actually hand him over to this family of three.

You know, he just abused this family of three, and even tortured the mortal wife to death!

So now, how will the other party treat you?

"Remember, let him... life be worse than death."

Ye Wuque's voice rang out in Wang Sheng's ears, causing this usually open-minded man to roar like a wild beast, and then he rushed towards Zhou Wuyong!

"You... don't come here! Do you dare? You damn ants? You dare to attack me! You... ah!"

Zhou Wuyong began to scream wildly and desperately, but halfway through his words, he turned into a howl that made people go numb!

Ye Wuque turned his head and looked at the devastated Qingya City, looking at all kinds of corpses on the ground, including women, old people, and even children. Each corpse was extremely miserable and had incomplete bones.

His eyes became colder and colder, and the murderous intention in his heart became more intense. Regarding the murderers on the list of 100 murderers, Ye Wuque secretly swore in his heart that he would kill every one he saw in the future!

Zhou Wuyou's miserable howl behind him lasted for a quarter of an hour, and gradually became weaker. In the end, it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to howl.

When Ye Wuque turned around, he saw Wang Sheng covered in blood, sitting aside, with blood and tears streaming down his face. He seemed to have lost all his strength, and was just muttering one sentence repeatedly: "Xiu Niang... rest in peace... I Revenge for you..."

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At this moment, Zhou Wuyong could be described as extremely miserable. There was not a single intact part of his body, he was like a pile of squirming flesh and blood, but he was still breathing. It was really worse than death.

Poof!

Ye Wuque struck out with one palm and cut off Zhou Wuyong's head. The blood was dripping from his head, and he carried his head towards the city.

Before, after Ye Wuque took action to choke Zhou Wuyong, the others did not stop and started killing the other murderers in the city.

Sensing the vibrations of the collision ahead, Ye Wuque quickly arrived at the center of the city. When he saw everything in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

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