How does it feel to have your fingers broken?

Zhou Huo is now experiencing this feeling. The boundless pain mixed with the injuries in his body are constantly invading all his nerves inside and out. This is the first time in his life that Zhou Huo has suffered such pain.

In the past, he was the one who brought pain and despair to others. Now, it is his turn.

"This time it's Sima's, and next it's Yingluo's turn."

Ye Wuque, who broke three fingers of Zhou Huo's left hand, spoke indifferently. Obviously, this is just the beginning.

Zhou Huo, who was held in the air by Ye Wuque's left hand, heard these indifferent words, and his heart was chilled, because he felt a hand gently placed on his left forearm.

"Snap!"

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"Ah! "

The crisp sound of broken bones and screams mixed together, Zhou Huo's left forearm was broken by Ye Wuque's brute force!

This scene fell into the eyes of the others, and they all felt a sense of pleasure in their hearts.

Zhou Huo's methods were very cruel, crazy, and even a little perverted. Judging from his actions that injured most of the cultivators in Yuanyang Hall and turned them into cripples, if this person is not eliminated, he will become a big problem in the future.

However, he has a strong cultivation base and a top-grade ordinary weapon. In this Hundred Yuan Realm, almost no one can be his opponent. Everyone was forced to flee. If Ye Wuque had not arrived in time, the consequences would be disastrous.

Therefore, Zhou Huo's miserable appearance did not make anyone feel sympathy.

Fingers and The pain of the broken forearm attacked Zhou Huo crazily, but he couldn't vent the pain completely because Ye Wuque was holding his neck tightly, which made him twitch slightly. His face was as red as a date, and his eyes were already bloodshot! However, the

intense pain did not make Zhou Huo lose consciousness. Instead, the fear and horror in his heart slowly turned into resentment and madness!

With his right hand still tightly holding the bloody knife, Zhou Huo understood that this was Ye Wuque's negligence, and this was also his opportunity.

His bloody eyes looked at the arm that was tightly holding his neck, and the silent crazy shouts echoed in his heart. The next moment, he heard Ye Wuque's indifferent words again.

"The next one is Sister Mo."

"Shua" "Buzz"

"Wuque! Be careful of the knife!"

Mo Honglian's voice suddenly shouted from a distance, and the women who had been watching here saw the bloody knife in Zhou Huo's right hand bursting with blade light!

"Brother Ye! Be careful! "

Xiao Baiou also cried out, her pretty face turned pale, Mo Qingye and Lin Yingluo's expressions also changed drastically!

"Om"

The dark red blade, under Zhou Huo's control, chopped straight from the lower right to the upper left. The blade made a humming sound as it passed through the void, and a cold light flashed on the sharp blade! If it was chopped down at this angle, Ye Wuque's left arm would be cut off by this knife!

This was Zhou Huo's chance. He endured the immense pain and swung the knife. He knew that as long as Ye Wuque's left arm was cut off by his knife, he would be able to resume action, and the pain and despair of suddenly losing his left arm would make Ye Wuque howl and lose control of himself. At that moment, Ye Wuque would lose all his defenses.

Once this happened, he, Zhou Huo, would take this opportunity to completely turn things around and repay Ye Wuque well!

"Buzz"

The hope that suddenly emerged after despair made Zhou Huo's heart seem to be injected with a warm current, making his knife extremely fast, fierce and accurate! Then Zhou Huo's bloodshot eyes swept towards Ye Wuque with a smirk of success. He wanted to watch the change in Ye Wuque's expression at this moment, from indifference to pain and despair.

"Hmm? "

He caught a glimpse of that pair of bright eyes, but instead of the fear and despair he had imagined, he saw a hint of... sarcasm, as if Ye Wuque had no surprise or worry at all about the knife that was about to cut off his left arm. Just

when Zhou Huo felt something was wrong, he suddenly felt the hand that was strangling his neck suddenly lit up with a brilliant light golden light, and then a huge force was swallowed and exhaled. In an instant, Zhou Huo's body flew far away, and the knife that was determined to win was also cut into the air.

"Wow,"

Zhou Huo, whose body was in the air, felt the blood in his body churning constantly, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. Under the severe pain and injury, he vomited a mouthful of blood. After landing, he staggered backwards and supported his body with the help of the bloody knife.

"Huff, huff..."

As if his broken left forearm and three fingers were touched, Zhou Huo was panting and his eyes were twitching. However, no matter how intense the pain was, it was not as hurtful as the psychological humiliation.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

"You... do you know? "

Asking this hoarsely, Zhou Huo's bloodshot eyes were fixed on Ye Wuque who was ten meters away!

"Dong, Dong"

Ye Wuque walked forward slowly, as if he didn't hear Zhou Huo's words, but his eyes, which were getting colder, were still looking at Zhou Huo.

"Hehehe... So Brother Ye did it on purpose! Zhou Huo should vomit blood now."

Xiao Baiou grinned, with a look of relief on her pretty face.

Mo Honglian and Lin Yingluo also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and both smiled.

Nalan Yan's expression moved, and she slowly said to herself: "Give a glimmer of hope in despair and then beat them into despair..."

"Ye Wuque! Do you think you can beat me? Ridiculous! Who am I, Zhou Huo? How could I be defeated by your men! "

Although the three fingers of his left hand were broken by Ye Wuque, Zhou Huo still held the storage ring and the scroll tightly in his hand miraculously. After saying this, Zhou Huo had become crazy and hysterical.

"Do you know why I didn't take the things from your hand?"

Ye Wuque, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke. Just this one sentence was like a sharp knife piercing Zhou Huo's heart.

His breathing suddenly stagnated, and Zhou Huo immediately felt cold all over, and the uneasiness in his heart reached the extreme.

If you ask what Zhou Huo regards as the most precious thing now, it is naturally the storage ring and scroll in his hand.

The storage ring must be some precious resources left by the Yuanyang inheritance. Not to mention what is inside, the storage ring itself is of extremely high quality.

As for the scroll, it is very likely that what is recorded on it is the Huang-level unique skill that Ji Yuanyang performed... the Chigai Siyang Gong.

These two things can be said to represent the Yuanyang inheritance.

And obtaining these two things, in Zhou Huo's view, means that he has inherited the Yuanyang inheritance. From now on, he will definitely be fully trained by the First Main City. By then, with his talent, his achievements in the future will be limitless.

Now, Ye Wuque's casual words are about these two things, which just hit Zhou Huo's sore spot.

Yes, why doesn't he take away such a precious Yuanyang inheritance?

"Hmph! Ye Wuque, stop pretending here! Do you dare to say that you don't covet the Yuanyang inheritance in your heart? Otherwise, why would you enter the Yuanyang Palace? I tell you, as long as I, Zhou Huo, am alive, these two things will be alive. If I, Zhou Huo, can't get them, then I will destroy them together!"

Zhou Huo's tone was firm and resolute. He was originally a person who could not get what he wanted, and no one else could get it. Although he was very uneasy, he still held such an idea.

"Destroy them? Zhou Huo, you think too highly of yourself. How about this, I will give you a chance to see if you can refine the storage ring first, how about it?"

Ye Wuque's voice sounded with a hint of playfulness, and everyone's face changed when they heard it!

Although they didn't know why Ye Wuque said this, the three Mo sisters and Lin Yingluo chose to believe him and kept watching quietly.

Only Nalan Yan noticed something from Ye Wuque's tone, as if to say that the storage ring and scroll in Zhou Huo's hand had never belonged to him.

"Hahahaha... Ye Wuque, do you think I'm a three-year-old child or you're an idiot? You actually said such a thing. It seems that you don't know how I got the storage ring and scroll in my hand. You're really ignorant."

After listening to Ye Wuque's words, Zhou Huo laughed wildly, holding the storage ring and scroll tightly with the remaining thumb and little finger of his left hand, looking at Ye Wuque with a mocking face.

But then he saw that Ye Wuque's expression was exactly the same as his, even better than his, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Okay, okay! Ye Wuque, I'll show you who this Yuanyang inheritance belongs to?"

"Buzz"

Zhou Huo, laughing strangely, circulated the remaining Yuanli in his body and injected it into the storage ring. He wanted to refine this storage ring in front of Ye Wuque.

Seeing Zhou Huo's actions, Ye Wuque was neither impatient nor impatient, but looked like he was watching the show quietly.

"Buzz..."

Time passed by bit by bit, and the dark red light on Zhou Huo's left hand became stronger and stronger, but his expression became more and more solemn, and the original strange smile had long disappeared.

Zhou Huo suddenly found that his Yuan force could not be injected into the storage ring, as if the storage ring was protected by an inexplicable force. No matter how hard he tried, his Yuan force could not enter it.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Such a result instantly made Zhou Huo confused, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He frantically used all the Yuan force he could mobilize in his body to inject it into the storage ring, but he still couldn't succeed.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Yes, there is a scroll! There is also a scroll!"

Zhou Huo's bloodshot eyes glanced at the scroll next to him, and his eyes lit up, as if hope was rekindled. He immediately abandoned the storage ring and injected all his Yuan force into the scroll.

"Buzz"

However, half a minute later, sweat slid down his cheeks, mixed with blood from the corners of his mouth, and dripped down. Zhou Huo's mouth became dry and kept squirming. His eyes were blank, and his face, which looked like a heavy date, was almost twisted. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul!

He couldn't refine any of the storage rings and scrolls.

"No! No! The Yuanyang inheritance is mine! The Yuanyang inheritance belongs to me, Zhou Huo..."

The murmur in his mouth became louder and louder, but more and more trembling. At this moment, Zhou Huo finally showed despair, as if he had sunk into an endless abyss.

"It's time to end."

With a gentle word, Ye Wuque saw what he wanted to see. The speed of the whole person suddenly soared to the extreme, and he rushed towards the place where Zhou Huo was standing. A pale golden full moon appeared above his head, and then a series of gaps appeared, and finally turned into a golden crescent.

Ye Wuque hit the full moon with a gap again!

"Boom boom"

The golden crescent dragged the brilliant moonlight and suppressed Zhou Huo!

This huge momentum also awakened Zhou Huo who was trapped in the devil's barrier!

Zhou Huo raised his head, his bloodshot eyes flashing with boundless despair and madness. Looking at the golden crescent falling from the sky, he looked up to the sky and roared! The Bloody Blade in his hand trembled violently, and the blade broke through the air. Zhou Huo injected all his energy into the Bloody Blade, and with the last crazy shout, he slashed at the golden crescent that was suppressing him with a knife!

"Bloody Three Styles! Bloody Killing Reincarnation!"

"Buzz"

The Bloody Blade turned into a hideous blood-colored demon shadow, roaring in the void, the demon head opened its huge mouth, and sharp and terrifying demon teeth appeared, piercing the void and tearing towards the golden crescent!

"Boom"

"Boom"

The golden crescent dragged up the brilliant light and collided with the blood-colored demon shadow, and immediately erupted with unparalleled fluctuations, and the dazzling light once again submerged the surrounding nearly a hundred feet!

"Puff..."

Zhou Huo, who was spitting blood wildly towards the sky, was lifted up by the huge recoil force and tumbled weakly in the air. The storage ring and scroll that he had been holding tightly in his left hand finally had no strength to hold on to. They fell down and were gently held by a white and powerful hand.

"Bang"

his body hit the ground heavily. With his face covered in blood, Zhou Huo rolled backwards for several circles before stopping, but he did not faint. His bloodshot eyes were filled with dead silence and despair as if they were frozen. He just lay on the ground like a dead dog, motionless.

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

At this moment, Zhou Huo was just like what Ye Wuque had said before, he wanted to die but couldn't.

Looking at the storage ring and scroll in his hand that still exuded a faint glow, Ye Wuque felt a sense of intimacy from it, a kind of recognition from the source.

"Ah"

A faint dragon roar suddenly resounded around Ye Wuque, and then a spiritual force surged from Ye Wuque's brows, completely wrapping the storage ring and the scroll. The light flashed again, and the two objects disappeared in Ye Wuque's hands and were put into his storage ring.

This scene fell into Nalan Yan's eyes. The latter's eyes moved slightly, and finally shook her head gently and sighed.

After completing all this, Ye Wuque turned around and looked at Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao and the three Mo sisters with a gentle smile, and said: "Fortunately, we finally caught up."

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