At the moment, Ling Yuekong, who had withdrew, flashed a hint of shock and astonishment on his face. Obviously he recognized the origin of the ancient silver sword in the hands of Yuan Bayang.
Immediately, Ling Yuekong thought that Ye Wuque's defeat was set.
At the same time, a strong bitterness exploded in his heart.
The master even gave Yuan Bayang the Sword Demon Ancient Sword. It seems that what Yuan Bayang said is true and did not lie to him.
But in the next instant, Ling Yuekong's expression became fierce. He looked at Ye Wuque firmly, and finally shouted: "Yuan Bayang! Cut him into one hundred and eight yuan!! Let him dead!!"
If it weren't for Ye Wuque, who turned out to be like this, how could he fail this time?
That Mu Daoqi's trash thing, didn't he get it right?
How can I fail?
How can you disappoint the owner?
It's all Ye Wuqian! !
Damn it!
Damn him! !
Ling Yuekong roared wildly in his heart, and at the same time, he decided to wait until Yuan Bayang suppressed Ye Wuque, he would pull Mu Daoqi out, and then tortured Ye Wuque to death in front of him to relieve his heart. Hate.
"Ye Wuque's physical strength is a joke!"
A grin appeared on Ling Yuekong's face.
Outside, in the arena of nothingness.
All the spectators are staring at the screen inside the light curtain, without blinking, even their breathing seems to be stagnant!
Everything happened too fast!
It exceeded everyone's expectations!
No one thought that the Scarlet Masked Man not only revealed his true colors, but he and Ling Yuekong were in the same group, and at this moment they wanted to deal with Ye Wuwei together.
"No matter how many come, the teacher will kill them!!"
"Pseudo King Ling! Humph! When I grow up, I will kill a few of this kind of stuff!!"
Xuan Yuanba let out a cold snort, looked at Yuan Ba Yang in the light curtain with cold eyes flashing, and said so.
As a primitive king spirit, Xuan Yuanba does have such qualifications and confidence. If he waits for him to grow up successfully and completely awakens his primitive supernatural powers and controls, then killing the false king spirit is indeed like killing a chicken.
"An ancient soldier who cuts iron like mud?"
Above the sky, Hong Lian Ji stared at the silver ancient sword in the original Ba Yang's hand in the light screen, her eyebrows frowned.
"I'm afraid it's not an ordinary ancient soldier. This ancient sword is of extraordinary material. After years, it seems to contain a strong force! The most important thing is that it is sharp and unbreakable. Ye Wuque will encounter this ancient weapon. It's the nemesis!"
"No wonder this original Bayang is not afraid of Ye Wuque!"
Yin Sheng's eyesight is amazing, hitting the nail on the head.
"No matter how hard a flesh and blood body is, how can it be able to beat such an edge?"
Tong Di finally sneered.
Above the void.
Ye Wuque lowered his head and looked at the back of the palm of his right hand. There, a small hole had appeared there, and blood was flowing out.
But he remained expressionless.
"Only this sword, I only made a three-point effort, the next sword, I will cut off your right hand!!"
Yin!
The Ancient Sword Sword uttered a thick sword chant, Yuan Bayang let out a long laugh, trampled on the void with his feet, and held the sword in both hands, blatantly killing Xiang Ye Wuque!
Like red lightning, Yuan Bayang instantly came to Ye Wuque's body, leaped high, and the ancient sword of the Suppression Demon was cut down!
The ancient and heavy meaning of sharp edge scattered down, immediately covering Ye Wuque's whole body, and the ancient sword of the calming demon bloomed with fierce silver light, which was completely avoided.
However, Ye Wuque didn't mean to avoid it at all here!
But raise the arm!
Five fingers on the right hand the size of a fan!
Pushing away from the upper cover in the posture of supporting the sky!
It is still the edge of the town's Mogu sword with bare hands!
Yuan Bayang suddenly sneered!
"A fool who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back!"
Yin!
Cut down with one sword!
The right palm in the middle of the leaf is not missing!
With this sword, the original Ba Yang used a lot of force without reservation.
when! ! !
The roar of gold and iron blasted through, terrifying power boiled, and the unparalleled silver sword light swept across the ten directions, and even the tiniest dust was cut in half.
In the trembling void!
As if blood soared up!
Yuan Bayang looked up to the sky and smiled, holding a sword and passing by Ye Wuque.
"This sword, cut your right hand! And the next sword, it's your right..."
But Ba Yang's voice suddenly stagnated!
Because he turned around, he suddenly saw Ye Wuque, who was standing in his long body, still showing five fingers with his right hand. His right hand was not cut off, but the blood flowed more, dripping into the void.
The pupils of the original Bayang were slightly condensed, not surprised but happy!
"You can carry it more than you think!"
"So much the better!"
"Because this is the only way to make me completely happy!!"
Yin! !
The ancient and thick sword chant resounded through the sky again, and the original Bayang figure was like the wind, and at the same time his other hand suddenly pressed on his brow!
"Yin Huo Fen Chen... Triple Speed!!"
Hum! !
A strange scene happened. I saw a light flame suddenly burned from Yuan Ba Yang's red left eyebrow, as if a tulle wrapped his whole person, and his speed was doubled in an instant!
The Ancient Demon Sword pierced through the sky, and at the rapid increase in speed, Yuan Ba Yang once again slashed towards Ye Wuque!
Tear!
Blood is flying!
Yuan Bayang flashed away from Ye Wuque's side!
Tear!
In the next instant, he appeared behind Ye Wuque, and once again cut!
...
Shoo!
Like a beating elf, Yuan Ba Yang's speed is reaching the extreme, and the Demon Slayer's sword in his hand keeps slicing Ye Wuqian, blood splattering away, dyeing the void red!
The appearance of this scene shocked everyone!
"No power to fight back?? How powerful is Ye Wuque to fight back in front of Yuan Ba Yang?"
"It's over!!"
"With such a terrifying speed, such a terrifying ancient weapon, is Ye Wuque going to fall?"
...
Many creatures in the arena spoke in shock.
"kill him!!"
Ling Yuekong grinned and roared!
When he saw the blood gradually rising from Ye Wuque's body, the pleasure in his heart was beyond words, as if it was himself who shot Ye Wuque slowly.
brush!
Like a ghost, Yuan Bayang appeared on Ye Wuque's left side, and the Ancient Sword of Demon was raised horizontally, slashing towards Ye Wuque's back waist!
"Send you home!"
Tear! !
Accompanied by Yuan Bayang's cruel sneer, he once again cut out a sword, crossed with Ye Wuque, lightly landed ten feet away from Ye Wuque, and stood with the sword.
Puff!
The sound of blood splashing down came from behind!
At this moment, Ye Wuque had already become a blood man!
Yuan Ba Yang, whose back turned to Ye Wuque, looked at the Ancient Suppression Sword in his hand, his eyes fierce and conceited.
"Deserving of the master's magic weapon! Peerless edge! It's a pity that using you to kill Ye Wuque is an insult to you..."
"Is that all?"
An indifferent voice blasted in Yuan Bayang's ears like thunder, and came from behind, causing his pupils to shrink violently! !
The original Bayang suddenly turned around!
Ye Wuque, who was still a blood man, caught his eye. Yuan Bayang suddenly sneered and said, "Something that will be hard when you die! It seems that you don't cut off your head..."
Yuan Bayang suddenly couldn't continue!
The sound stopped abruptly!
Because he saw the pair of eyes that appeared on the blood-covered face.
It belongs to Ye Wuque's eyes!
There was no feeling in it, like a high slander, looking down at him, such a look, he had only seen his master in his eyes, and suddenly a chill in his heart could not help but breed.
"He should be dying! How could he still have such eyes...impossible!!!"
Yuan Bayang suddenly exclaimed!
At this moment, Ye Wuque, who had become a blood man, was slowly fading the blood under his body, revealing sword marks, and at the same time, the indifferent voice sounded again.
"Eighteen swords."
"You slashed me with eighteen swords..."
"I gave you eighteen opportunities..."
"But you... let me down too much!"
"Holding the so-called ancient weapon, I can only cut through my skin with all my best, let alone my muscles, I can't even fight the flesh and blood!"
"why?"
"Can you tell me..."
"Why would you be so... useless?"
When the last word fell, Ye Wuque's blood completely disappeared, and the eighteen sword marks disappeared together.
As if from beginning to end, Ye Wuque was not injured at all, the blood man just now was just an illusion.
"you……"
Yuan Bayang's eyes were round, like being struck by lightning!
In the distance, Ling Yuekong trembled all over, looking at Ye Wuqian who had recovered as before, he only felt that his brains were about to explode!
Outside, the three legendary realms above the sky are also widening at this moment! !
"This son, this son..."
Yin Sheng wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.
Here, Tong Di, his eyes glared, and the blue veins on his neck violently burst, and finally his throat trembled slightly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth!
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