Chapter 317: : Killing punch!

Pick up or not?
The words of the three killing old man echoed in Ye Wuque's ears, as if waiting for his choice.
But in an instant, Ye Wuque made a choice.
A sharp smile appeared on the fair-skinned handsome face, and a trace of heat flashed across her bright eyes.
"If you want to kill seniors three times, the kid will not only receive this punch, but he will definitely succeed!"
Just killing the old man three times is actually a small trap.
If you choose to pick it up, it's easy to say success. If you can't pick it up, you will be seriously injured, or you can not pick it up, just retreat, but you will inevitably be afraid. Even if you come to this level in the future, this fear will become more and more intense. , And even shake the will and affect the mentality.
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Especially for Ye Wuque, if he fails, fails to take this punch, is seriously injured, and cannot play with others for a month, it means that he will not be eligible for the Challenge of the People in three days, even if he wins the candidate's. Qualifications can only wait for the next leaderboard challenge in half a year.
It seemed that if Ye Wuque chose to retreat, the safest way would be.
However, this will not be his choice!
Forge ahead and be as sharp as a light!
This is Ye Wuque's consistent choice!
If you blindly retreat in times of trouble and leave in times of danger, you will slowly describe a cowardly state of mind, and the fighting spirit and blood in your heart can only completely disappear without a trace.
It is a problem of ability to receive the punch of the three-kill old man.
Whether to pick up or not to pick up is a matter of attitude.
Ye Wuque followed his own attitude and also believed in his own abilities.
"Okay! Sure enough, none of those who can break through to these seven floors will be a fool. In that case, the old man's punch came!"
The three-kill old man laughed, and his right hand, which was originally held behind him, slowly stretched out, and slowly clenched it into a fist. At the same time, the passionate but low voice slowly reverberated on the seventh floor.
"Although the old man has been dead for thousands of years, the immortal will of the soul and the life-killing will of his life have been preserved, and he has condensed into this spiritual body, guarding the seventh floor of the tower of trial, although for thousands of years , Very lonely, but it is the last bit of strength that the old man can do for my heavenly saints, and you are proud!"
"The old man has no father or mother since he was a child. Since he can remember, he was adopted by a veteran of a small country in the ordinary world. He recognized his adoptive father. It can be said that he was born a soldier. The first half of his life has been fighting with the country where the adoptive father is. I participated in the small war no less than a thousand times."
"On the battlefield, there is brutal and bloody, no right or wrong, no grudges, only each is the master, only life and death are relative, the old man has killed countless enemies, with his blood and deathless fighting style, he has been promoted from a small soldier to a soldier. The captain was promoted to the school lieutenant, from the school lieutenant to the partial general.
"On the battlefield, the old man summed up a set of boxing techniques based on human lives and killings. He studied it carefully and focused on it. Later, he joined the holy path of the heavens by fate. He still retains this boxing and thoroughly refines the fist intent contained in it. Sublimation, turning it into an old man’s killer, this punch is full of the old man’s faith and indomitability, and is full of the will and soul of the old man’s life. This punch, the old man calls it...killing!"
The three-kill old man sounded like Hong Zhong. After he finished speaking the last one, the right fist that was clenched together slowly stretched out, and the punch was extremely slow, but extremely firm.
Boom!
In an instant, Ye Wuque seemed to see the three-kill old man in front of him disappear, and replaced by a yellow sand flying, blood-spattering battlefield!
The boundless shouts of killing and the clash of swords blatantly attacked. As far as I could see, there were fierce and crazy faces, covered in blood, but they were moving forward. Either you die or I die!
The cruel and violent battle broke out. Although the soldiers on both sides were armed with iron weapons and only used the basic breathing method, there was no monk, but the iron and blood and the cruelty continued to invade Ye Wuque’s mind like a storm. !
At this moment, Ye Wuque seemed to feel that he had also become one of them, holding a blood-stained spear in his hand, becoming a mortal, and constantly returning blood to blood with the opposing soldier, changing his life for his life, killing until the day turns into night and night. Turning to dawn, daylight appears again!
Suddenly, the dazed Ye Wuque was shocked to realize that all the hideous but different faces in front of him had all changed, and he had also changed!
He is no longer a soldier who bravely killed the enemy, but a general who sits on a horse and commands the entire army!
Rebuke Fang Qiu, give directions!
The enemy's hideous faces all turned into the same face at this time, but they couldn't see clearly, and only found that they were all killing them!
In the end, Ye Wuque's eyes changed again, his mind shook, and there was no more soldier on the battlefield, only one came crashing, constantly zooming in, carrying a huge fist of boundless tragedy and iron blood!
This fist struck from nowhere, but it was accompanied by endless killing intent. This killing intent was terrible and strong, and it shocked Ye Wuque's heart with fear and trance, and he couldn't even raise the thought of resistance!
It seems that as soon as this punch is thrown, the general's first level can be taken thousands of miles away!
"Killing a punch!"
A thunder-like sound blasted in Ye Wuque's ears, awakening him instantly, what battlefield, soldiers, and broken spears were in front of him, all these illusions disappeared!
The only thing left is the blood-colored fist of the three-kill old man, which contains the meaning of incomparable tragedy and iron blood, as if the place where this fist passes will destroy all vitality and all life!
Domineering, brutal, and tenacious!
The killing fist is like a wave, making people feel terrified!
But Ye Wuque, at this moment, was shocked to feel that he was still drowning in the illusion just now. He was sweaty, his lips were chapped, he was in a trance, his mind was shaking, his eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to face the three-kill old man's punch. Can sit and wait for death, without the heart to resist!
Ouch!
At the moment of the moment, Ye Wuque bit his tongue fiercely, his eyes stern!
Immediately after a majestic dragon roar resounded, he instantly turned on the dipole star body, with full combat power, and his right hand was also clenched into a fist, the holy way of war surged like a wave, a tiger head surrounded it, and Ye Wuque also punched. Out!
Roar! Bang!
The two fists clashed in the void, immediately bursting out boundless waves of air, huge power pouring out, Ye Wuque's face changed wildly, his figure exploded, and his right fist became when he braked, and the more terrifying thing was from the right fist. Upload a violent fist force full of extinction and destructive power!
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Wuque’s figure didn’t stop until it hit the wall of the tower. His face instantly became pale, and his body was constantly damaged by the fist of the three-kill old man, like a thousand spears piercing his heart, uncomfortable, as if Will burst anytime!
With just this punch, Ye Wuque was seriously injured. If it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been blown by the three-kill old man at this moment!
"A terrible punch! A killing punch! Really powerful!"
Spit out a mouthful of blood, Ye Wuque struggled to stand up, but his eyes became a little confused at this moment. It seemed that his mind was filled with the punch of the three-kill old man, and then his eyes closed naturally, and his mind was chaotic. A piece of Qingming, extremely weird.
Seeing Ye Wuxian enter such a state, the three-kill old man showed a smile of appreciation.
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