Chapter 869: Seriously Injured

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At this moment, no matter who comes to see or check, they will be sure without a doubt that Ye Wuque has become a corpse.

Ye Wuque is already a dead man!

The bloody corpse lay on the ground, stained with blood all over his body, even the breathing had been lost, and the heartbeat had completely stopped. It was impossible for a miracle to happen and wake up again.

But in the eyes of Kong, who stood beside Ye Wuque's corpse, there seemed to be no despair or anxiety about Ye Wuque's current state.

At this moment, Kong's figure stood quietly, but his eyes turned. In an instant, the situation of anyone in any area of ​​the entire Tianduan Grand Canyon was seen by him, every detail was clear.

It was clear that Kong was just standing quietly in this place, but it seemed as if he was sitting on the nine heavens, overlooking the world, without any mistakes.

On the main battlefield of the Golden Plain, the sound of killing shook the sky and blood flowed like a river!

The Jingguan that Ye Wuque built with the heads cut off by the disciples of the three Qingming sects still stands tall, and the heads on it are still accumulating, and the number is increasing!

The terrifying Jingguan giant peak exudes an extremely strong smell of blood, and the expressions of those heads are full of fear and despair, like the sharpest daggers, suspended in the throat of each disciple of the three Qingming sects, emitting a compelling chill, making them constantly breed fear and terror.

After Ye Wuque's crazy killing before, the momentum of the disciples of the three Qingming sects was completely suppressed, while the momentum of the disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens rose infinitely, their blood boiled, their fighting spirit surged, and they fought bravely to kill the enemy, making full use of this advantage.

The disciples of the three Qingming sects did not want to turn the disadvantage around and regain the upper hand, but how could it be so easy?

The advantage of nearly 200,000 people was killed and continuously reduced in just one hour, from 200,000 to 150,000, and then to 100,000!

Until the moment when Yan Shimeixing's voice resounded above the sky!

"The little beast Ye Wuque of the Holy Way of the Heavens has been killed by our sect! The Holy Son? Humph! Just an ant!"

This sentence was like countless nine-day thunders, reverberating in the ears of every disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens who fought bravely!

The Holy Son is dead!

Killed by Yan Shimeixing, the deputy sect master of the Qingming Palace!

This is impossible! This must be impossible! How could the Holy Son die?

This is the first thought that surged in the hearts of every disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens, that is, subconscious denial!

Since they knew the Holy Son, they knew how amazing the Holy Son was, how amazing and extraordinary the speed and process of his rise was, that was a kind of high-singing and rapid progress like a crushing blow, beyond everyone's cognition!

How could such an amazing Holy Son fall so easily?

So every disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens would not believe it at first.

But this voice came from Yan Shimeixing, the deputy sect master of the Qingming Palace!

This is a truly terrifying existence among the enemies, a supreme master who can kill countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens with a flip of his hand!

The Holy Son is certainly amazing when such a person takes action personally, but is he really an opponent?

After a strong subconscious denial, this idea is born!

In an instant, the boiling blood in the hearts of countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens seemed to cool down half, as if some pillar in their hearts collapsed!

Dou Tian, ​​Mo Honglian, Nalan Yan and other eight people from the East were originally united as one, forming a joint attack formation to fight bravely. The more they killed, the braver they became. They have cut off the heads of dozens of disciples from the three sects of Qingming, and their record is not bad!

But after hearing the words of Yan Shi Meixing, the eight people trembled in their hearts!

Especially Nalan Yan, tears instantly filled her beautiful eyes that had become tough and persistent!

Mo Honglian's red lips also trembled, with doubt and disbelief on her face!

Dou Tian, ​​Chen He and the other four were originally excited to kill, with blood in their eyes, but now they all turned cold!

"Wu Que... is dead?"

Dou Tian was wearing the Ice Emperor Dragon Armor, and the Ice Emperor incarnation stood quietly behind him, covered in blood, but he murmured this sentence.

"No! I don't believe it! I absolutely don't believe it without seeing Wu Que's body with my own eyes!"

Suddenly, Dou Tian roared, and then bloodshot eyes filled with blood, and the whole person exuded an extremely cold killing intent!

"Kill!"

With a roar, Dou Tian rushed out, followed by Mo Honglian, Nalan Yan and others, all with grief in their eyes, but the killing intent around them was even stronger!

They turned their full sorrow and grief into all the killing intent and the last bit of lucky doubt, and killed the enemy!

At the forefront of the battle between the two sides, which was also the most cruel and bloody place, Fang He's figure flashed from the void, and a void-breaking fist blasted out, and the fist force impacted in all directions, drowning several disciples of the three Qingming sects.

"I want to see the person alive or the body dead! I don't believe it if I can't see the intact body!"

With a low voice, Fang He burst into an astonishing wave, with murderous intent rising and shaking the four directions!

Swish!

Nine Sun-Splitting Divine Arrows shot in all directions, stirring the void, emitting scorching heat, piercing into the chests of several disciples of the three Qingming sects, taking their lives!

Qiu Haiyue's whole body was surging with solar energy, and her bright and beautiful face was uncertain, but finally turned into a firmness.

"Junior Brother Ye... will never die!"

In the distant enemy pile, golden spears kept swallowing and spitting, and a strange and sharp breath kept sweeping in all directions, as if a demon god was reborn, killing thousands of enemies, extremely terrifying!

Ximen Zun's thick black hair danced wildly, and his resolute face was stained with blood. As he waved the Heavenly Lotus Demon Spear in his hand, blood spattered, lifting the enemy's heads one by one, and flying down to the giant peak of Jingguan.

There is a kind of light and belief shining in those deep eyes at this moment!

"Even if Yan Shimei Xing takes action, maybe others will definitely die, but it's the same...different! He is amazingly talented and has deep blessings. Yan Shimei Xing can't kill him!"

Such thoughts flashed through Ximen Zun's mind, and he was so firm that he seemed to have no doubt at all.

On the other side, a huge purple ax appeared in Nie Haozong's hand. At this moment, he grabbed the ax with both hands and slashed it out. The huge ax blade appeared out of the sky, cutting off the enemy's heads one after another!

"The Holy Son... will not die!"

For some reason, Nie Haozong said something like this. He didn't know where this confidence came from, he just thought so.

When the hearts of countless disciples of the Holy Way were shaking and roaring, suddenly Ximen Zun's roar resounded!

"Brothers and sisters, I, Ximen Zun, do not believe that the Holy Son is dead! I will never believe it unless I have seen the body of the Holy Son with my own eyes! This is just a way for the enemy to suppress our momentum! If we want to regain our advantage, how can we let Did he get his wish?"

Lord Ximen's roar was like a thunderous explosion, even if the sound of killing on the battlefield was loud, it still spread far and wide, reaching the ears of countless disciples of the holy way of heaven!

yes!

If you want to see people alive, you want to see their corpses if they die!

Without seeing the body of the Holy Son with one's own eyes, it is impossible to identify all this. Perhaps it is the enemy's method to suppress his own side's momentum!

At the thought of this, countless disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven regained their confidence. Even if it was not as amazing as when they were at their peak, they finally did not collapse.

The three Qingming sects, on the other hand, took this opportunity to recover their sluggish momentum and shorten the gap.

The news about Ye Wuque was like a stone that stirred up the emotions of countless people!

High in the sky!

Two rounds of thousand-foot soul yang collided continuously, and the two fortresses with astonishing lethality attacked each other, and the waves flooded the ten directions!

"Duan Tianya, the so-called holy son that you, the saints of all heavens, are so proud of, is dead now. How do you feel in your heart?"

Even in the midst of a life-and-death battle, the voice of God Lord Earth and Underworld still sounded with a joking tone, as if he was trying to disrupt the fighting spirit and will of Holy Lord Tianya.

To be honest, after hearing Yan Shimei Xing's voice, Lord Di Ming felt a flash of joy in his heart.

Ye Wuque, this son, died well! /vSee the original version! Chapter k is cool; craftsman "net'

This boy actually killed nine elders from his Qingming Palace who were in the middle stage of Life Soul Realm!

This is simply an immeasurable huge loss!

And such a young man, who is only fifteen years old, has such fighting power, even compared with Jun Shanlie, he is not far behind!

The Lord of the Underworld, who had always regarded Ye Wuque as an ant, remembered this name in his heart and had a strong murderous intention for him!

But in the blink of an eye, this son was killed by Yan Shimeixing, how could he not make the Lord of the Underworld happy?

"This boy was indeed extremely talented, and yet he fell like this. Tsk tsk... What a pity!"

Without waiting for Holy Lord Tianya to answer, Lord Earthly Underworld spoke again, but the teasing and irony in his tone became more intense.

In the vast and bright Soul Yang, the figure of Holy Lord Tianya could only be vaguely seen, and his face could not be seen clearly, but the magnetic voice sounded slowly.

"If Wu Que is dead, then why doesn't Yan Shi Mei Xing return to the original battlefield? Ming Jiu Chu, did you really not feel it? Maybe, it won't be long... Yan Shi Mei Xing is going to die. As for Wu Que... I Zong has always had confidence in him.”

This is the answer of Holy Lord Tianya, simple and powerful, but to the point!

There was a sudden stagnation at the place of God Lord Di Ming!

"Hmph! Stupid! Looking at this Northern Territory, how many people can kill Mei Xing? Duan Tianya, you are talking nonsense!"

With a cold snort, the voice of the God of the Underworld became extremely cold, and he immediately stopped talking. However, the light of the green gold fortress suspended above his head increased sharply, and the surging power was even more amazing!

It's a pity that the Lord of the Underworld can't see or doesn't want to believe that at this moment, in another battlefield far away from this battlefield, where Ye Wuque fell before, an earth-shattering battle is taking place!

Boom!

A huge roar spread, and the jade-colored flames and Qingyou Yuan Power continued to intertwine, erupting into unimaginable fluctuations!

A slender and perfect hand that seemed to be made of white jade slapped in the air. It was as big as ten thousand feet in size, exuding an invincible aura that dominated the sky!

God's hand!

The giant white jade hand that was tens of thousands of feet in size covered the void, seeming to carry a sense of madness and destruction, filling a radius of tens of thousands of feet with a doomsday-like scene!

Between the endless rays of energy, a dazzling figure with peerless beauty shot out, striking in all directions, with long jade-colored hair dancing wildly, a cold and crazy face, eyes that were shining, not like human eyes, killing to the point of madness. It's Yu Jiaoxue!

On the other side, Yan Wangmeixing's figure retreated crazily, and that beautiful face that brought disaster to the country and the people was filled with infinite shock, anger and disbelief!

puff!

The next moment, Yan Shimeixing's face suddenly turned extremely pale, her delicate body trembled, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out!

However, within just a few dozen breaths, Yan Shimei Xing was beaten seriously by the crazed Yu Jiaoxue! <="">Search "kujiang.com" on WeChat, follow the name of the work and read the full text for free! The fastest update! <="kj_ds_icon">