Under the setting sun, Ye Wuque stood proudly, his black hair dancing wildly, and Mu Qintianfang was mad with blood, like a Shura killing god!

Then, he turned around, his eyes like a knife, and looked at another person in another place!

Ren Tian!

After Qintianfang was blasted into a pulp by him, Ren Tian was the only living battle formation master of Qingming Palace.

Ye Wuque would not let him go either.

Tap tap tap!

Ye Wuque strode forward, his steps were neither fast nor slow, but it resounded in Rentian's heart like a demonic sound urging his life.

In order to provide power for the Great Nine Flowing Light Sword Formation, this person had not only cultivated his skills, but also injected a lot of blood and flesh into it. At this moment, his appearance had already changed beyond recognition and was completely changed.

He was skinny and pale, with dry skin on his face like dead skin, and his cheeks were sunken. Only a pair of eyes were still open, but they were like a pair of ghost fires shining.

Just now, Qin Tianfang was beaten into a pulp by Ye Wuque's punches, and Ren Tian saw it clearly. The strange thing was that there was no fear or terror in this man's eyes, even though Ye Wuque was already stepping towards him, to continue to kill him!

Looking at this boy with thick black hair, handsome face, bright eyes, but now covered in blood, like the Shura God of War, walking towards him, the strange light in Ren Tian's eyes that shone like ghost fire became stronger and stronger!

Until Ye Wuque stood in front of him, looking down at him, his eyes were always without a trace of emotion, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Can you... tell me your name, your identity in the Holy Way of the Heavens? Let me know before I die who we are defeated by?"

Ren Tian's hoarse and weak voice sounded, and his eyes stared at Ye Wuque's face, as if he was looking forward to his answer.

As for the name of the boy in front of him, Ren Tian had an incomparable desire to know at this moment!

Because if you think about it carefully, the final factor that caused the war to develop like this and the outcome to be completely reversed is the young man in front of you!

If it weren't for this young man, how could Xing Wufeng be rescued?

He would still be the bargaining chip in their hands!

If it weren't for this young man, Zhai Qing and Huo Hai would have become corpses at this moment, and their Qingming Palace's interception and killing have been completed and won a great victory.

If it weren't for this young man, how could Bai Chi, the super new star of the battle formation in the palace, die here?

If it weren't for this young man, how could the Eight Directions Sealing Yuan Ban be broken?

If it weren't for this young man, how could their strongest trump card, the Great Nine Flowing Light Sword Formation, be defeated in one fell swoop?

The young man in front of him is like an invincible young god of war. With his intervention, he actually overturned the good situation of their Qingming Palace bit by bit, and gained an absolute advantage, and then reversed it!

Stunning, powerful, invincible, unstoppable!

Such a person, even Ren Tian, ​​even an opponent who will never give up, can't help but be amazed!

So, before he died, he wanted to know the name of this young man, and wanted to know who they lost to this time!

"Ye Wuque, just a newcomer who has just entered the Holy Way of the Heavens."

Looking at Ren Tian's eyes full of strong desire, like ghost fire, Ye Wuque spoke lightly, his eyes were calm, but still without a trace of emotion.

"Ye Wuque... Ye Wuque... What a good name! Newcomer... I didn't expect that you are just a newcomer who has just entered the Holy Way of the Heavens... We completely lost to a newcomer... Lost to a newcomer... Hahahaha..."

Ren Tian repeatedly chanted Ye Wuque's name, his dry and sunken face was like a demon and a ghost, extremely hideous, and finally laughed up to the sky, but it was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing, and blood and tears flowed from those eyes that were like ghost fire!

Ren Tian's appearance could not cause any emotional fluctuations in Ye Wuque's heart.

He stood here, still cold, grim, and full of boiling murderous intent!

If he and Zhai Qing lost this battle instead of winning, would Qin Tianfang or the guy in front of him let them go?

Of course not!

So, Ye Wuque would not let Ren Tian go at this moment!

Buzz!

Ye Wuque raised his right foot, with pale golden energy lingering on it. He wanted to send Ren Tian to the west.

"Ahem... Ye Wuque, you know, looking at you reminds me of someone! A person who is about the same age as you, but is so brilliant and dazzling in my Qingming Palace that we can only look up to him!"

Seeing Ye Wuque's raised right foot, Ren Tian didn't care. He just looked at Ye Wuque with two eyes full of blood and tears, and spoke directly, but his tone was full of awe and fanaticism!

"He is the peerless genius of my Qingming Palace that appears once in a thousand years, a young legend, like a demon, and I... but I see the same thing in you! The same stunning, the same invincible, the same thing that makes people unable to look directly at him! Cough cough cough cough..."

At this point, Ren Tian seemed to be getting more and more excited, and he couldn't stop his last burst of enthusiasm because of the injuries in his body. It seemed that as long as he mentioned this person, he was full of enthusiasm!

Ye Wuque didn't want to understand what Ren Tian said, but stepped on him directly!

"His name is... Jun Shanlie! He is the son of God of this generation of my Qingming Palace!"

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When Ye Wuque heard the name "Jun Shanlie" from Ren Tian's mouth, his eyes condensed and his right foot suddenly paused!

"Our Lord once predicted that Qingming Palace will move towards a glorious future because of Jun Shanlie! As long as he is here, within ten years, this future Zhongzhou land will be respected by my Qingming Palace from now on!"

When he said this, Ren Tian's eyes became more and more fanatical. Even if he was about to die, he could not be afraid at all!

"What a pity, Ye Wuque, I see very similar characteristics to Jun Shanlie in you! But you worshipped the Holy Way of the Heavens! Haha, it's such a pity... If you can enter my Qingming Palace, in the future... in the future... What a pity..."

Looking at Ye Wuque, Ren Tian's eyes gradually became a little trance, as if

he was feeling pity and pity. "It's a pity that Jun Shanlie will not live for another ten years. Four years later, I will take his life in the battle with him and completely end the battle ten years ago."

Suddenly, Ye Wuque's cold voice sounded in Ren Tian's ears, shocking him!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Ren Tian was about to sneer at Ye Wuque for overestimating his own abilities, not knowing how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, and actually delusionally wanting to be related to Jun Shanlie, but then his pupils shrank, as if he remembered a rumor about Jun Shanlie that had been circulating in the Qingming Palace for ten years

! It is said that the son of God, Jun Shanlie, was not invincible all the way

, and defeated his peers all the way! Instead, ten years ago, he was once blatantly defeated by a teenager of the same age in a remote place in the East. He was beaten miserably and almost broke his will and mind!

Later, he finally recovered and wanted to go and avenge his previous shame, but he got the news that the teenager in the East was suddenly disabled, and the matter was finally left unresolved.

Ren Tian, ​​who remembered this rumor, looked at Ye Wuque again, and suddenly there was a trace of incredible and unbelievable in his eyes: "You...you are that..."

Bang!

Unfortunately, he could no longer say the following words, and his neck was crushed by Ye Wuque's foot.

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