The humiliation he suffered from Ye Wuque made him feel uneasy, and he could only pay it back with Ye Wuque's blood.

The six figures were extremely fast, and under the guidance of the moth, they kept going deeper and deeper, chasing Ye Wuque.

The moth kept flying in front, following its scent.

After turning seven or eight times, it soon deviated from the main road and finally entered a jungle.

Wang Fuye followed the moth closely, and after feeling that the surrounding environment became quiet, a sneer appeared in his eyes.

But soon, a strange scene appeared!

The moth that had been leading the way suddenly disappeared inexplicably.

Wang Fuye narrowed his eyes.

A black-armored man behind him immediately rushed out and began to call the moth with a secret method, but it didn't work.

"No! In front!"

Wang Fuye's eyes suddenly condensed, and he saw a large bush in front of him and rushed over immediately.

The next moment, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.

There was a quiet open space!

On the open space, a huge strange rock lay across, and a figure sat casually on it, naturally it was Ye Wuque.

At this moment, Ye Wuque opened one hand, and on his palm, there was a moth struggling frantically, trying to break free, but it was useless, as if it was stuck to Ye Wuque's palm.

"Not a bad moth..."

"It's this moth powder that stained my clothes..."

Ye Wuque spoke softly, and his eyes did not even look at Wang Fuye and his group who had already appeared, but still fell on the moth.

"You found it a long time ago?"

Wang Fuye came out at this moment, his tone was cold, but there was a touch of surprise in his eyes.

So they had been exposed a long time ago?

But this moth is a secret method from the "Moth Lady" beside the master, who is best at tracking silently and has never been discovered.

"But it doesn't matter anymore!"

Yin Yin Yin!!

Wang Fuye grabbed with his right hand, and the treasure chest behind him was taken out again, and the Shi'e Sword inside flew out at the first time!

The ancient boiling sword intent surged again, Wang Fuye and the sword merged, and his aura surged wildly again!

At the same time, the five black-armored men attacked together, and once again laid a net of heaven and earth!

A light shield emerged, covering the ten directions of the void.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuque flicked his palm, and the moth was instantly crushed into powder. He looked at Wang Fuye who was walking with a sword, and a hint of... gratitude slowly appeared in his eyes?

Wang Fuye noticed this look, which made him feel stunned.

Shouldn't it be fear or anger?

Even disdain and mockery would be fine!

How could it be a look of gratitude?

Is this guy crazy? ?

But such a thought only flashed in Wang Fuye's mind. He held the sword in his upper body, and the flames around him rose, and the killing intent boiled!

"You bastard! I want your..."

Bang! ! !

Wang Fuye's chest exploded! !

He froze in place, and the expression on his face was completely frozen, as if struck by lightning!

The severe pain from his chest and the crazy loss of vitality made him feel unreal and illusory.

"How...how could it be...this...like this..."

Behind Wang Fuye, Ye Wuque's figure slowly appeared.

Wang Fuye's chest and back were directly pierced through, and the bloody hole was shocking!

Puff! !

The next moment, blood splattered wildly and scattered in all directions.

Ye Wuque shook off the blood on his hands, slowly walked to the stiff Wang Fuye, and took the Shi'e Sword from Wang Fuye's hand.

"What a good sword..."

With the Shi'e Sword in hand, Ye Wuque looked at it carefully and immediately felt the ancient and powerful power hidden in it!

It was enough to prove that the Shi'e Sword was of extremely high grade and was an ancient weapon.

"You, you..."

At this moment!

Wang Fuye's eyes, which had become pale, were surging with endless fear, confusion, pain, despair, and regret!

He just stared at Ye Wuque like he saw a real devil.

Until this moment!

Wang Fuye realized what kind of horrible monster he had provoked! !

He didn't even see it clearly!

His chest was blown up!

This monster was just playing tricks on him from the beginning to the end.

Swoosh     , swoosh, swoosh!

And at this moment!

The five black-armored men who had cast a light shield ran away like lightning!! In five directions, they ran for their lives without looking back!     But even while running for their lives, these five figures still looked cold and dead silent, as if they had no emotions at all.     Yin Yin!!     But the next moment, five brilliant sword lights suddenly appeared out of nowhere, slashing in five directions respectively, and arriving first.     Puff...     A series of slashing roars exploded at the same time. After the sword light roared, all five black-armored men were slashed, burning directly into the void, and turned into ashes in an instant, dying cleanly.     Retracting the Sword of Release, Ye Wuque couldn't help but reveal a touch of surprise in his eyes.     He just tried his hand at it, and simply slashed out a sword without calling on any power in the Sword of Release, but the power was so terrible.     You know!     This Sword of Release has an owner. Apart from its owner and the opponent's power, no other living being can draw upon even a trace of the Sword of Release's power.

"It is indeed the sword that is one of the six ancient treasures, no mistake."

With the Sword of Release in his hand, Ye Wuque confirmed it repeatedly, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

Wang Fuye, who was standing by, felt his whole body getting colder and weaker at this moment.

But he still saw the joy and excitement in Ye Wuque's eyes clearly, as if, as if...

"You, you... are for... the Sword of Release..."

As if he had exhausted his last bit of strength, Wang Fuye roared out, revealing his discovery in one sentence.

Ye Wuque didn't even look at him.

"Hahahahaha..."

But immediately, Wang Fuye made a hoarse and terrible laugh like a night owl, with extreme resentment, disdain, madness, and mockery!

"You... you... don't... know... the master..."

"The master's magic weapon... has already... recognized the master..."

"With you... are you... worthy... to... get involved... huhuhuhuhu..."

Wang Fuye's voice became more and more hoarse and weak!

But his twisted face still showed endless mockery, as if it was his last stubbornness.

But his consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred, and he seemed to be in a state of ecstasy.

"Does that 'Luo Hongfei' have other similar ancient treasures?"

"For example, tripods, towers, fans, etc."

Suddenly!

Ye Wuque asked this question, and his bright eyes fell on Wang Fuye's face like a knife.

Wang Fuye was subconsciously stunned as his consciousness began to blur!

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by endless resentment and ridicule.

"My Lord... will not... let you go..."

"Never... ever..."

"Search the soul!"

Ye Wuque's indifferent voice sounded, and one of Ye Wuque's hands was already on Wang Fuye's crown.