Another huge roar exploded sharply, whistling the world, this time directly blasting three mountains in the distance.
Eighteenth punch!
This was the eighteenth punch that Ye Wuque hit!
But just when everyone thought that Ye Wuque would continue to punch the nineteenth punch, the fist that Ye Wuque had just raised suddenly stopped, and then even gently let it down.
At the moment, his expressionless face looked at the mountain that had never taken a step back, and his brows were slowly frowned.
Ye Wuque just stood there, no longer punching.
Exhausted with just eighteen punches?
Upon seeing this, Hua Teng shook his head and smiled, with a hint of disappointment between his brows.
It seems you Ye Wuque, that's all
The rest of Xiao Yuanqing and others also had almost the same expressions all day long.
It's a pity, it seems that I have to find another opportunity to slash him with the 38,000 knives.
Talking to himself lightly all day long.
Good good! ! This little beast is exhausted! !
Piao Xin's eyes widened, full of expectation.
Can be the next moment
You hit me a hundred punches, and it is naturally impossible to return the number to you.
But originally, I thought you could survive at least 30 punches
On the altar, Ye Wuque's voice slowly sounded, with a deep disappointment in his tone.
This word comes out!
The world is shocked!
Everyone is dumbfounded!
What is Ye Wuque talking about?
What does he mean by this sentence?
What originally thought you could survive thirty punches?
Are you crazy?
Huateng was taken aback for a moment, and then dismissed it with a smile.
This Ye Wuque had no idea that his face would be so thick. Under such circumstances, he still refuses to subdue him. It seems that I look at him highly.
Tear!
Suddenly, the arms on the altar interacted in front of him, and the heavy mountain, which had been motionless, suddenly loosened his arms and fell down.
Finally his expressionless face was revealed, with only a pair of red eyes staring at Ye Wuque at this moment! !
But Ye Wuque's disappointed voice continued to sound at this moment.
Unexpectedly, it was only eighteen punches.
The interest I just picked up can only be interrupted by force like this.
I told you clearly, you must stay longer!
The words that Ye Wuque spoke again immediately made everyone in the room feel confused!
Why is Ye Wuque getting more and more ridiculous?
Below.
I saw that Huateng stood up directly, held his fist towards Amano Cizuo, and said: Master Cizuo, this Ye Wuque has lost his heart, he has been exhausted, and he has no strength to fight, but he still can’t choose. Say, grandstanding, and I asked the second master to immediately judge and push Ye Wuque off the altar.
Puff puff puff! ! !
The roar of spring water suddenly sounded out of thin air, directly suppressing Huateng's words! !
When Huateng looked over subconsciously, his pupils shrank violently, and he couldn't help shouting!
This is impossible! ! !
The roar of spring water erupted from above the altar.
It's not a spring eruption!
It's blood eruption! !
Chongshan stood frozen in place, but at this moment, every pore on his whole body was oozing blood crazily, mixing together, and finally erupting, dyeing the ground and the void red! !
The blood is really flowing! !
The strong smell of blood permeated instantly, and in the blink of an eye, Chongshan became a blood man!
His body, which had been motionless, finally shook at this moment.
He tried his best to stretch out a hand towards Ye Wuque and walked tremblingly towards Ye Wuque, as if he wanted to catch him.
There was endless despair, panic, anger, incredible confusion and madness in his eyes!
But at the moment Zhongshan looked so weak, he just took a step, and fell down with a plop and fell under Ye Wuque's feet.
Beginning to twitch violently, only a pair of scarlet eyes still glared round, staring at Ye Wuque, and endless resentment and fear poured out of him!
Between heaven and earth, there is no sound!
At this moment in everyone's mind, there seemed to be endless thunder falling, and the mind was roaring endlessly, and the head was about to explode!
Each of the eyeballs will pop out of the eye sockets! !
That Piaoxin directly froze in place!
Stiff all over! Pores spurting blood!
Twisted bones! The flesh is dry!
This is exhaustion! !
Completely ruined! !
Within ten years, he collapsed on the bed and couldn't get up.
Ciza Amano spoke slowly, telling the truth.
And this moment!
Sitting quietly all the time, a faint sense of appreciation flashed in the gaze of Ye Wuque on the vague face of the first seat in the purple sun.
On the altar.
Ye Wuque looked down at the heavy mountain at his feet condescendingly, with a touch of disappointment still surging on his face.
You have let me down too much
A faint voice fell from Ye Wuqian.
Chongshan's whole body suddenly twitched, and his red eyes were bleeding, resentful and crazy, if his eyes could kill, Ye Wuque would have died countless times!
You you maggot
Chongshan tried his best and seemed to have something to say.
Useless things, get out!
Bang! !
Before the words left in his throat could be spoken, Chongshan was kicked off the altar by the disappointed Ye Wuque.
The heavy mountain rolled down into the void, hitting the ground heavily, and then stopped after another three laps, but it happened to roll to Huateng's feet.
The blood all over his body immediately dyed Huateng's slender white trousers red.
Zhongshan had passed out directly.
Hua Teng didn't even look at the heavy mountain at his feet. He raised his eyes to stare at the altar and stood with his hand, Ye Wuque, who looked down at him from a high position, his face turned gloomy for the first time, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes!
In the entire holy place of coronation, you can't even hear the breathing!
The words of Ciza Amano echoed in everyone's mind, and they even forgot to breathe.
Eighteen punches!
With the power of insane blood, with the immortal body of the big red lotus, the blood fiend demon Chongshan who claims to be undead was maimed by Ye Wuque with 18 punches!
Can't get up within ten years!
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