Originally in their cognition, once the Eight Gods Qingtian made a move, it would only crush Ye Wuque and the white-robed swordsman directly, without any accident!
But now, this is not the case!
But there are also eight gods elders who are sneering!
"If the patriarch tries his best, this little beast will only have a dead end! He thinks the patriarch would not dare to kill him, but there are too many ways to make a person survive, and the patriarch will definitely let him. Life is better than death!!"
Yin!
However, at this mont, the sneer of the Eight Gods Sixth Step Tatian elder suddenly heard a clear sword chant, like a roar of a roaring dragon, as if coming from outside the sky!
"not good!!"
The sneer on the face of the elder of the Eight Gods was instantly replaced by a touch of panic. He felt a life-and-death crisis that was so intense to the limit, and his whole body was straight upright!
"Ah!"
The elder let out a loud roar, his whole body lit up with a violent breath, he wanted to rush out!
It's a pity that the tombkeeper who fought with him also broke out with all their strength and restrained him tightly!
Puff!
In the next mont, under the despair and fear in the eyes of the Eight Gods elder, a blade of the sword pierced through his heart, and the sword light on the sword body swallowed, and then, after stirring, the sharp sword energy directly destroyed his Heart, and exterminate all vitality in his body!
The dead body fell feebly into the void, and from behind, a white-clothed hunting, expressionless deanor appeared!
"Thank you Young Master Feng!"
The tomb-keeper who fought against the elder of the Eight Gods imdiately spoke like this, before going to support the other tomb-keepers.
And the handso minister stood holding a sword here, and his clear eyes looked at the blood-colored emperor's picture that pierced the sky like a blood-colored banner and suppressed it to one place, and a trace of confidence and sharpness flashed within it!
The long sword groaned softly, he stopped staying, turned directly, and rushed to the remaining Eight Gods elders, like a life-saving death!
At the sa mont!
The two most terrifying parts of the entire battlefield, in the area filled with the pressure of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, at this mont, whether it is Iori Qiu or Iori Evil, they have already felt the fluctuation of Iori Qingtian's full shot, and also felt the sudden increase in strength of Ye Wuque. There is a kind of incomprehension and confusion, even...horror!
Even if they are in the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, they are still the sa as the Eight Gods Azure Sky, unable to figure out what happened to Ye Wuque, how could the strength of the whole body suddenly rise to the point where they are comparable to the Eight Gods Azure Sky!
"Could it be that this is the secret life-saving thod that the man left for this little beast? It's not the content of the Divine Calling Canon?"
Whether it is Iori Autumn or Iori Evil now in my heart
"It is only Senior Miaomiao who can have such mysterious ans to increase the power of Young Master to such a level!"
Rumble!
And at this mont, the image of the Scarlet Emperor of the Eight Gods Blue Sky finally arrived!
Seeing this **** violence, full of Nine Tis Treading Heaven's majesty punch, Ye Wuque was expressionless, the bleeding-colored emperor's picture was reflected in the bright and cold eyes, and the faint voice resounded.
"Nice punch."
Above the void, the Eight Gods Qingtian, who had descended like a divine slander, saw Ye Wuque not only showing no fear, but admiring his punch instead.
That feeling is as if a nine-day dragon praising a loach.
This suddenly made the anger in the heart of the Eight Gods Qingtian rush to the limit!
"What are you? You really dare to show off in front of ! A dog who lives and lives!"
The Eight Gods Qingtian's tone was like a knife, but imdiately his gaze flicked, because he saw Ye Wuque's place, clenched his five fingers, and turned his fist with his right palm, and then moved above the void, towards his Scarlet Emperor. A punch!
In an instant, the eight gods were looking upright, and the Scarlet Emperor's figure rolled upside down, like a rolled-up armor, protecting himself, like a large grinding disc pressing against Ye Wuque!
Obviously, the Eight Gods Qingtian had already regarded Ye Wuque as a great enemy of the sa level from the bottom of his heart, and did not dare to show the slightest carelessness, preparing to resist Ye Wuque's punch!
The image of the blood-colored emperor is surging endlessly, and the **** and ruthless boxing force crushes ten directions like a torrent of ancient tis and destroys everything!
But then, the eyes of the Eight Gods Qingtian were slightly taken aback, because he suddenly realized that after Ye Wuque blasted this punch, there was no change in the void in front of him!
It seems that Ye Wuque's punch is just vain, and it doesn't have any substantive power!
The extrely unexpected Iori Qingtian even carefully inspected the void in front of him several tis, but still did not find any breath, and Ye Wuque, at this mont, slowly retracted his fists and stood, looking at him blankly, as if a little Don't care.
The gazes of the two of them fought against the void, as if they fell into a strange silence!
"Hahahahahaha... so that's it!"
Suddenly, the Eight Gods Qingtian laughed wildly, and the laughter was full of sarcasm and contempt, and even more contempt!
"Puppy, I thought you were really capable! It turned out to be nothing but gold and jade. Put garlic in the nose of the pig to pretend to be an elephant!"
"I knew that there is no secret thod that can make an ant-like thing reach my level! Your ridiculous attack can't even be ford, so it will be annihilated by my Scarlet Emperor!"
Iori Qingtian's words filled with contempt and sarcasm eased his laughter and continued to explode, and endless viciousness erged in that gloomy pupil!
"A waste thing, even if it is covered with a dazzling skin, it is still just a... waste! There will be no change!"
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