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"Mo Xuan... is dead?"

After a long time, Nie Long on the lonely peak spoke with difficulty. His throat was dry, and his tone was extremely hoarse and trembling. He felt as if he was dreaming.

On another lonely peak, Bai Tianque's pretty face was pale. She raised her eyes and looked at the only figure standing under the sky. She felt an endless admiration and awe, and even a kind of fear!

Rong Fengduo's beautiful face no longer had any smile, but was replaced by an extreme shock and solidification!

"He actually... killed Mo Xuan!"

Rong Fengduo murmured, also with trembling, and her delicate body was cold and icy!

Between heaven and earth, countless cultivators trembled, lost their minds, and still could not recover from the boundless shock and facts, and could not believe it.

That high and mighty Mo Xuan, who swept across the young generation of thousands of continents, died just like that?

Even his bones could not be found. He just turned into ashes and fell into Ye Wuque's hands.

"The Sealing Spirit Competition is over. The strongest... Ye Wuque!"

Suddenly, a blue dragon's voice resounded, breaking the dead silence between heaven and earth. It was the dry-haired old woman who spoke.

At this moment, the dry-haired old woman looked at Ye Wuque with a deep satisfaction and joy in her turbid eyes.

Following the words of the dry-haired old woman, the monks finally came to their senses. Their eyes looking at Ye Wuque slowly changed, becoming full of awe, admiration, and even worship!

This battle between dragons and tigers finally came to an end. Ye Wuque laughed to the end, and even killed Mo Xuan with his terrifying strength!

"No... No! This is not true! This is not true! Young Master Xuan... Young Master Xuan is actually dead? This is impossible!"

Ying Yi was completely crazy. He was trembling all over, with endless fear and resentment intertwined on his face. He roared madly. He couldn't accept all this!

Like a legendary peerless genius, Mo Xuan, the most amazing genius on the Red Fire Star, not only did not avenge Mo Jie, but also sacrificed himself and died in Ye Wuque's hands, leaving no trace!

Above the void, Ye Wuque slowly floated down, but his pair of bright eyes contained a hint of murderous intent, looking at Ying Yi!

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Boom!

In an instant, Ying Yi felt as if someone had grabbed his throat, and the fear on his face solidified, his mouth opened wide, and his whole body was shaking!

"Run!!!"

Ying Yi felt an extremely strong death crisis and wanted to escape immediately, but unfortunately, he couldn't even move!

The whole person was imprisoned in place by an infinite force!

"Ye Wuque! You killed Master Xuan! My Mo family will never forgive you, and will fight you to the death!"

Ying Yi shouted frantically, but then he saw the mocking and ridiculous eyes around him. He trembled suddenly, and then his eyes showed endless grayness and despair!

Even Mo Xuan, a human king with thirty-one divine springs, died in the hands of Ye Wuque, so what is the Mo family?

The strongest patriarch of the Mo family only has thirty divine springs. If they really dare to come to Ye Wuque, then one by one, they are all looking for death!

"No! I don't want to die! Spare me..."

Ying Yi let out a miserable howl, but it stopped abruptly. The whole person collapsed to the ground, with endless fear and distortion on his face, and he completely lost his breath.

At the same time, Ye Wuque also gently fell back to the ground.

When Ying Yi was on the main star of Chihuo, he had let him go once, but he didn't expect that he would still chase him. This time, Ye Wuque would naturally not show mercy.

"Ye Wuque, your excellence has surpassed my imagination. The master's strongest inheritance is entrusted to you, which is not a disgrace to the master's lifelong efforts."

On the alchemy furnace sculpture, the dry-haired old woman spoke, and there was even a hint of smile in her tone.

"Senior, you are too kind."

Ye Wuque also smiled and spoke, but his face was calm, without any ecstasy or arrogance.

However, at this moment, Ye Wuque slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He became the strongest person in the Fengling Martial Arts Competition. The Fengling Sword of Fengling General should belong to him.

"Mo Xuan is dead, and the three of you, come together."

Then the dry-haired old woman spoke to Nie Long, Rong Fengduo, and Bai Tianque,

and a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on their faces! Bai Tianque was even more surprised. She didn't expect that she would have such an opportunity.

In an instant, the three of them flashed and came to the alchemy furnace sculpture.

However, the three of them unconsciously stopped three feet away from Ye Wuque, and did not dare to move forward even half a step!

Nie Long had a deep admiration and awe on his face, and Bai Tianque was exactly the same.

As for Rong Fengduo, there was no smile on her face anymore. She even subconsciously dared not look at Ye Wuque, fearing that he would anger Ye Wuque. She no longer had any thoughts about Ye Wuque in her heart, but only endless fear!

Buzz!

The old woman with dry hair waved her right hand, and the light enveloped Ye Wuque and the other four people, and they immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed directly into the alchemy furnace sculpture!

After a loud rumbling sound, the alchemy furnace sculpture slowly sank into the ground and disappeared completely.

At this point, the Fengling Wushu Contest finally ended.

One by one, the monks withdrew their awe-inspiring eyes, and one after another, the figures soared into the sky and left the Fengling Continent like locusts passing through.

It would not take long before all the news of this Fengling Wushu Contest would spread thoroughly on the surrounding ten thousand continents!

At the same time, the name Ye Wuque would inevitably be like a sun that would span the ten thousand continents from now on, and would be passed down forever!

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Buzz!

There was a roar in his ears, and then Ye Wuque found himself in a cave, but the light was sufficient inside, and his feet were on solid ground.

At this moment, Ye Wuque found that he was the only one in the cave, Bai Tianque and the other two, and even the old woman with dry hair had disappeared.

However, Ye Wuque was not surprised by this. He just walked forward along the cave for about ten breaths, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

At the end of his sight, a stone platform appeared in the depths of the cave, and on the stone platform, there were dozens of small jade bottles. In addition, there were two jade slips that emitted different lights!

As expected, this is the strongest inheritance left by Feng Lingjiang!

But then Ye Wuque frowned, because he suddenly found that there was nothing else on the stone platform except these things, and the Feng Ling Sword was not here.

You must know that the most fundamental purpose of Ye Wuque's participation in the Feng Ling Martial Arts was for the Feng Ling Divine Light in the Feng Ling Sword.

But Ye Wuque was not in a hurry, but stood with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly, he believed that the dry-haired old woman would appear again. Sure

enough, about a quarter of an hour later, a figure appeared out of thin air in the cave, it was the dry-haired old woman.

As soon as the old woman with dry hair appeared, her cloudy eyes flashed, revealing a hint of doubt. She found that Ye Wuque did not touch the strongest inheritance left by General Feng Ling, but seemed to be waiting for her.

"Senior..."

Seeing the old woman with dry hair appear, Ye Wuque immediately spoke respectfully.

"Ye Wuque, are you waiting for me? Do you have any questions?"

The old woman's attitude towards the strongest inheritor selected for her master was obviously different from before, revealing a hint of intimacy.

"Senior, may I ask if you can give me the Fengling Sword?"

Ye Wuque asked. The old woman with dry hair was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "So you want the Fengling Sword, but the Fengling Sword has been badly damaged and is about to be useless. It can no longer be used for fighting. Naturally, I did not add it to the inheritance, but since you want it, I will give it to you." The old woman

with dry hair waved her right hand, and a black long sword suddenly appeared in her hand. The shape was exquisite and gorgeous, but there were cracks on it, which destroyed the beauty and made people feel that the sword was about to be useless and could not support the battle at all.

This scene immediately made Ye Wuque's heart jump. He hurriedly asked, "Senior, can the Fengling Divine Light in this Fengling Sword still be used?"

"Fengling Divine Light? Although this sword has been useless and cannot be used for fighting, the Fengling Divine Light should still be able to be used two or three times."

The old woman with dry hair answered while handing the Fengling Sword to Ye Wuque.

After hearing what the old woman with dry hair said, Ye Wuque, who had taken the Soul Sealing Sword, finally felt relieved and showed a look of relief on his face.

"I finally got it. Fortunately, my efforts were not in vain..."

Looking at the Soul Sealing Sword in his hand, Ye Wuque breathed a sigh of relief.