<="kj_n">A stranger's unblocker

At this moment, no matter who comes to see or check, they will be sure without a doubt that Ye Wuque has become a corpse.

Ye Wuque is already a dead man!

The bloody corpse lay on the ground, stained with blood all over his body, even the breathing has been lost, and the heartbeat has completely stopped. It is impossible for a miracle to happen and wake up again.

But in the eyes of Kong, who stood beside Ye Wuque's corpse, there seemed to be no despair or anxiety about Ye Wuque's current state.

At this moment, Kong's figure stood quietly, but his eyes turned. In an instant, the situation of anyone in any area of ​​the entire Tianduan Grand Canyon was seen by him, every detail was clear.

Obviously Kong was just standing here quietly, but it seemed as if he was sitting on the nine heavens, overlooking the world, without any mistakes. On

the main battlefield of the Golden Plain, the sound of killing shook the sky and blood flowed like a river!

The Jingguan that Ye Wuque built with the heads cut off by the disciples of the three Qingming sects still stands tall, and the heads on it are still accumulating, and the number is increasing! The

terrifying Jingguan giant peak exudes an extremely strong smell of blood, and the expressions of those heads are full of fear and despair, like the sharpest daggers, suspended in the throat of each disciple of the three Qingming sects, emitting a compelling chill, making them constantly breed fear and terror. After

Ye Wuque's previous crazy killing, the momentum of the disciples of the three Qingming sects was completely suppressed, while the momentum of the disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens rose infinitely, their blood boiled, their fighting spirit surged, and they fought bravely to kill the enemy, making full use of this advantage.

The disciples of the three Qingming sects did not want to turn the disadvantage around and regain the upper hand, but how could it be so easy?

The advantage of nearly 200,000 people was killed and shrunk in just one hour, from 200,000 to 150,000, and then to 100,000!

Until the moment when Yan Shimeixing's voice resounded above the sky!

"The little beast Ye Wuque of the Holy Way of the Heavens has been killed by our sect! The Holy Son? Humph! Just an ant!"

This sentence was like countless nine-day divine thunders, reverberating in the ears of every disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens who fought bravely!

The Holy Son is dead!

Killed by Yan Shimeixing, the deputy sect master of the Qingming Palace!

This is impossible! This must be impossible! How could the Holy Son die?

This is the first thought that surged in the hearts of every disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens, that is, subconscious rejection!

Since they knew the Holy Son, they knew how amazing the Holy Son was, how amazing and extraordinary the speed and process of his rise was, it was a kind of high-singing and rapid progress like a crushing blow, beyond everyone's cognition!

How could such an amazing Holy Son fall so easily?

So every disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens would not believe it at first.

But this voice came from Yan Shimeixing, the deputy sect master of the Qingming Palace!

This is a truly terrifying existence among the enemies, a supreme master who can kill countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens with a flip of his hand!

The Holy Son is indeed amazing when such a person takes action personally, but is he really an opponent?

After a strong subconscious denial, this idea is born!

In an instant, the boiling blood in the hearts of countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens seemed to cool down half, as if some pillar in their hearts collapsed!

Dou Tian, ​​Mo Honglian, Nalan Yan and other eight people from the East were originally united as one, forming a joint attack formation to fight bravely. The more they killed, the braver they became. They had already cut off the heads of dozens of disciples of the three sects of Qingming, and their record was not bad!

But after hearing the words of Yan Shi Meixing, the eight people trembled in their hearts!

Especially Nalan Yan, tears instantly filled her beautiful eyes that had become tough and persistent!

Mo Honglian's red lips trembled, and her face was full of doubt and disbelief!

Dou Tian, ​​Chen He and other four people were originally excited to kill, and their eyes were full of blood and fighting spirit, but now they all cooled down!

"Wu Que... is dead?"

Dou Tian was wearing the Ice Emperor Dragon Armor, and the Ice Emperor's incarnation stood quietly behind him, covered in blood, but he murmured this sentence.

"No! I don't believe it! I absolutely don't believe it without seeing Wu Que's body with my own eyes!"

Suddenly, Dou Tian roared, and then bloodshot eyes filled his eyes, and the whole person exuded an extremely cold killing intent!

"Kill!"

With a roar, Dou Tian rushed out, followed by Mo Honglian, Nalan Yan and others, all with grief in their eyes, but the killing intent around them was even stronger!

They turned their full sorrow and grief into all the killing intent and the last bit of lucky doubt, and killed the enemy!

At the forefront of the battle between the two sides, which was also the most cruel and bloody place, Fang He's figure flashed from the void, and a void-breaking fist blasted out, and the fist force impacted all directions, drowning several disciples of the three Qingming sects.

"I want to see the person alive or the body dead! I don't believe it if I can't see the intact body!"

With a low voice, Fang He's whole body burst into amazing fluctuations, and his murderous intent was high, shaking the four directions!

Swish!

Nine Sun-Splitting Divine Arrows shot in all directions, stirring the void, emitting scorching heat, and pierced into the chests of several disciples of the three Qingming sects, taking their lives!

Qiu Haiyue's whole body was surging with solar energy, and her bright and beautiful face was uncertain, but in the end it turned into a firmness.

"Junior Brother Ye... will never die!"

In the distant pile of enemies, golden spears kept swallowing and spitting, and a strange and sharp breath kept sweeping in all directions, as if a demon god was reborn, killing thousands of enemies, and it was extremely terrifying!

Ximen Zun's thick black hair danced wildly, and his resolute face was stained with blood. When he waved the Tianlian Demon God Spear in his hand, blood splashed, carrying the heads of the enemies one by one, and flew to the Jingguan Giant Peak.

At this moment, a light and belief flashed in those deep eyes!

"Even if Yan Shi Mei Xing took action, others would surely die, but Wu Que... is different! He is extremely talented and blessed with great fortune, Yan Shi Mei Xing cannot kill him!"

Ximen Zun had such a thought in his mind, and he was extremely determined, as if he had no doubt at all.

On the other side, Nie Haozong suddenly had a huge purple axe in his hand. At this moment, he grabbed the axe with both hands and chopped it out. The huge axe blade appeared out of nowhere, chopping off the heads of the enemies one after another!

"The Holy Son... will not die!"

For some reason, Nie Haozong said this. He didn't know where this confidence came from, but he just thought so.

When countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens were shocked and roared, Ximen Zun's roar suddenly spread!

"Brothers and sisters, I, Ximen Zun, don't believe that the Holy Son is dead! I won't believe it without seeing the body of the Holy Son with my own eyes! This is just a means for the enemy to suppress our momentum! How can we let him do what he wants if he wants to regain the advantage?"

Ximen Zun's roar was like thunder. Even though the sound of killing on the battlefield was deafening, it still spread far and far, reaching the ears of countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens!

Yes! I

want to see the person alive or the body dead!

Without seeing the body of the Holy Son with my own eyes, all this could not be determined at all. Perhaps it was the enemy's means to suppress the momentum of their side!

With this thought, countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens regained their confidence. Even if it was not as amazing as when they were at their peak just now, they finally did not collapse.

The three sects of Qingming took this opportunity to restore their low momentum and shorten the gap.

The news of Ye Wuque was like a stone that stirred up countless people!

The sky was high and far!

Two thousand-foot soul suns kept colliding, and two fortresses with amazing killing power attacked each other, and the waves flooded the ten directions!

"Duan Tianya, the so-called holy son that you are proud of in the holy way of the heavens is now dead. How do you feel in your heart?"

Even in the life-and-death battle, the voice of the Lord of the Earth and the Underworld still sounded with a teasing meaning, as if trying to disrupt the fighting spirit and will of the Lord of the Earth and the Underworld.

To be honest, after the Lord of the Earth and the Underworld heard the voice of Yan Shimeixing, a touch of joy flashed in his heart.

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child actually killed nine elders of the middle stage of the soul realm of his Qingming Palace!

This is simply an immeasurable and huge loss!

Moreover, such a young man, only fifteen years old, has such fighting power. Even compared with Jun Shanlie, he is not much inferior!

All along, the Di Ming Lord, who regarded Ye Wuque as an ant, remembered this name in his heart and had a strong killing intention towards him!

But in a blink of an eye, this boy was killed by Yan Shi Meixing. How could the Di Ming Lord not be happy?

"This boy is indeed extremely talented, and he died just like this. Tsk tsk... It's really a pity!"

Without waiting for Tianya Saint Lord to answer, Di Ming Lord spoke again, but the teasing and irony in his tone became more and more intense.

In the vast and bright soul sun, the figure of Tianya Saint Lord could only be vaguely seen, and his face could not be seen clearly, but the magnetic voice sounded slowly.

"If Wuque is dead, then why doesn't Yan Shi Meixing return to the original battlefield? Ming Jiuchu, did you really not sense it? Perhaps, it won't be long... Yan Shi Meixing will die. As for Wuque... This sect has always been very confident in him."

This is the answer of Tianya Saint Lord, simple and powerful, but to the point!

The Lord of the Underworld suddenly stagnated!

"Humph! Stupid! Looking at the Northern Sky Region, how many people can kill Mei Xing? Duan Tianya, you are dreaming!"

With a cold snort, the Lord of the Underworld's voice became extremely cold, and then he stopped talking, but the sapphire fortress suspended above his head suddenly increased in light, and the surging power was even more amazing!

Unfortunately, the Lord of the Underworld could not see or was unwilling to believe that at this moment, another battlefield far away from this battlefield, where Ye Wuque had fallen before, was taking place. A shocking battle!

Rumble!

A huge roar spread, and the jade-colored flames and the green and dark energy continued to intertwine, erupting with unimaginable fluctuations!

A slender and perfect palm that seemed to be made of white jade slapped the void, enough to be ten thousand feet in size, exuding an invincible breath of the sky!

The hand of the emperor!

The ten thousand feet-sized white jade giant hand covered the void, as if with a sense of madness and destruction, making the area within tens of thousands of feet full of a doomsday-like scene!

Between the endless rays of energy, a brilliant and splendid figure shot out, striking in all directions, with long jade-colored hair dancing wildly, a cold and crazy face, eyes shining, not like human eyes, killing to the point of madness, it was Yu Jiaoxue!

On the other side, Yan Shi Meixing's figure retreated madly, and that beautiful face that brought disaster to the country and the people was filled with infinite shock, anger and disbelief!

Puff!

The next moment, Yan Shi Meixing's face suddenly turned extremely pale, her body trembled, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out!

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