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Chapter 707

Closed his eyes, tears flashed with the corners of Ye Qiu's eyes, and a drop of clear tears fell down. When it fell to his chest, Ye Qiu's right hand was gently waved, and the blade on his fingertips was just slashing on the tears. A ray of tears stained the edge, telling the desolation.

At that moment, the calm void suddenly rushes, time and space are collapsing, thunder and lightning are roaring, and countless laws of the laws of heaven are shattered, unable to withstand Ye Qiu's sword.

With a clatter, the void suddenly sounded like a bolt from the blue, like a roar of thousands of beasts, the blade slashed on the shrinking nine-ring series, and with a click, the round nine-ring series was cut off.

The next second, the blade contracted like tears, swallowing all the power in this area, causing a great collapse of the void, turning into a little light, piercing through Chen Ruoxi's heart.

"I tears, Tianshen!"

Ye Qiu's voice was as sharp as a knife, shocking and panic, just like a vow, his tears were enough to make the world sad.

On the stage, all the attacks and all the lights were broken at this moment, only a little light shone out from behind Chen Ruoxi, like a red flower, blooming, withering, and falling.

The strong wind suddenly rose and the competition stage swayed.

Chen Ruoxi's face was full of horror and his body flew back like fallen leaves. He could not accept this result.

Ye Qiu stood there, his face full of sadness, slowly opened his eyes, and the strong wind around him stopped in an instant.

With a loud bang, Chen Ruoxi fell to the ground, blood splattered in his mouth, and he could no longer move.

Ye Qiu did not look at him, but looked up at the sky, with a figure reflected in his eyes, gradually floating towards the distance.

With a sigh, Ye Qiu withdrew his gaze, his emotions gradually calmed down, and he felt countless gazes.

All of this was watched by the audience, with their eyes full of confusion and confusion.

Ye Qiu's move just now seemed simple, but it was so scary that it made people feel heart-shaking.

I cry, the sky is sad.

The four short words are domineering, looking proudly at the sky, deeply understand the way of the heart of heaven and me, and have the spirit of my master's ups and downs.

This is a bold attempt by Ye Qiu to combine the heart to control the sky and the fallen flowers and the red sword technique. He touched the most unforgettable pain deep in his heart with the tears of the love sky, thus turning grief into strength and inspiring the most powerful emotional power.

"You lost."

Leaving this sentence, Ye Qiu left.

Chen Ruoxi was seriously injured and almost died here. If it weren't for the expert on the scene to treat him immediately, he might have left the root of the disease.

Many people were cheering outside the venue, and some people blamed Ye Qiu for being too ruthless.

Hongni looked at Ye Qiu. The knife just now made her feel touched and she always felt too sad.

Jiang Xinyue's face was gloomy. After coming to the imperial capital, Ye Qiu's limelight had already overshadowed him, which made Jiang Xinyue very unhappy.

Min Haoyue stared at Ye Qiu, feeling very strange. The two of them disliked each other since the first meeting. Until now, Min Haoyue was unwilling to admit Ye Qiu's strength.

Zhuo Hua looked at Ye Qiu and felt quite jealous. Everyone came from Sihe City, but Ye Qiu performed too well and had already suppressed the light of others.

Another person who disliked Ye Qiu was Yin Xiaotian. He originally wanted to continue climbing up by Master Feiyun, but who would have thought that Master Feiyun would start to be unlucky after offending Ye Qiu and died in the end.

Yin Xiaotian lost a big backer, which made him very upset and invisibly blamed Ye Qiu for everything.

Facing the eyes of these people, Ye Qiu noticed it, but did not take it to heart.

As his cultivation level continues to improve, Ye Qiu's arrogance in his heart becomes stronger and stronger.

Although Ye Qiu looks gentle on weekdays, he is actually soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

Seven consecutive victories have created Ye Qiu's glory. Although there are many players who have won seven consecutive victories in the competition, such as Jiang Xinyue and Ji Guangyu, no one can compare to Ye Qiu in terms of fame, because he is the only royal certified identity in the Nei Shui Kingdom.

There are not many places in Yizhou that have royal certification qualifications, and Linshui Kingdom definitely does not have such qualifications. So where did Ye Qiu get his royal certification?

Many people are thinking about this issue, but no one knows it.

In the evening, as soon as Ye Qiu walked out of the Shuitian Tower, he felt a danger, which originated from Chen Hewu not far away.

When his son died, the Chen family was attacked by countless people. The masters in the family died and scattered, which made Chen Hewu almost crazy.

Tonight, Chen Hewu finally made up his mind to kill Ye Qiu no matter what.

Feeling the murderous aura, Ye Qiu frowned slightly. He saw the madness in Chen Hewu's eyes and his determination.

Ye Qiu stopped and was thinking about solutions in his heart.

This is the imperial capital. Chen Hewu is a master at the peak of Wanshou, and he is very likely to have a black demon body and his combat power is unfathomable.

If Ye Qiu fights him head-on, his chances of winning are almost zero, and he will reveal a lot of his own secrets, which is not worth it.

Chen Hewu's idea was completely different from Ye Qiu. When he saw Ye Qiu come out, he strode towards him, wanting to take Ye Qiu down with his own hands and pay tribute to his dead son.

Chen Hewu's idea was very simple, to capture Ye Qiu alive and execute Lingchi to avenge his beloved son.

For Chen Hewu, Ye Qiu's realm was like an ant in his eyes, and he had no ability to resist at all.

Many monks nearby were paying attention, including Hu Haibing and Hua Yulang. They both hid in the dark and eagerly sent Ye Qiu to quickly return to Shuitian Tower.

The city lord Xuanyuan Chu is in Shuitian Tower, and Chen Hewu dare not cause trouble. That is the best choice at present.

Ye Qiu did not return to Shuitian Tower, but fled far away and went to the haunted house.

"You can't escape tonight."

Although Chen Hewu was angry, he actually didn't want to attack at the gate of the Shuitian Tower, as it would inevitably alarm the city lord Xuanyuan Chu. So when Ye Qiu escaped, Chen Hewu did not stop him, so he wanted to take Ye Qiu somewhere else.

But Chen Hewu didn't know where Ye Qiu was going, otherwise he might not have done so.

Hu Haibing was very worried. Before leaving, Ye Qiu told her to go to the haunted house and asked her to look after others and not to find him.

In the crowd, Sijiu and the Cold-blooded Flying Eagle had seen this scene for a long time, closely monitoring Chen Hewu's every move, and quickly heading to the haunted house with him.

In addition, many monks guessed Chen Hewu's intentions, some followed behind to watch the fun, and some spread the news.

Ye Qiu successfully escaped into the haunted house, stood in front of the large water tank in the yard, staring at the bottom of the water tank with his eyes. There was a little ghost protruding his head to look at him, and the scene was terrifying.

After a while, Chen Hewu came, looked at Ye Qiu coldly and snorted: "You know how to choose a place, but unfortunately you still can't escape."

Ye Qiu was not afraid. There was a small bell in his hand at some point, and a sound would be heard when he shook it.

"How much do you know about haunted houses?"

Ye Qiu looked at Chen Hewu, but Yu Guang was paying attention to the situation of the large water tank.

Chen Hewu walked into the haunted house, but behind him, Sijiu and the cold-blooded flying eagle appeared.

"I don't need to know too much when I kill you."

Chen Hewu was very conceited, with resentment in his fanatical eyes.

Ye Qiu looked at Chen Hewu who was approaching step by step, and his mind suddenly tightened.

"Did you bring the black demon golden body?"

Chen Hewu snorted: "What are you? Why do I tell you?"

Ye Qiu said: "If you don't bring the black demon golden body with you, then you will die here tonight."

Chen Hewu laughed wildly and said, "Just, do you think the two people behind can kill me?"

Ye Qiu sneered: "There is no need for them to take action to kill you. This is a haunted house. Have you forgotten?"

As soon as these words came out, a cold wind suddenly blew, and the temperature in the yard suddenly dropped by several degrees.

Chen Hewu said disdainfully: "Can the lonely ghost kill me?"

Ye Qiu glanced at Sijiu and the Cold-blooded Flying Eagle and signaled that they would stand in the same place.

In the water tank, there was an additional paper boat on a lotus leaf, and there was an altar on it.

The paper boat was black and shiny, only the size of a palm, and the paper-folded altar was curved. There were some talismans on it. A black flame appeared faintly. From time to time, a baby's face appeared, with his mouth open as if he was crying, but his eyes fell on the small bell on Ye Qiu's hand.

Chen Hewu looked at the paper boat with a hint of vigilance, while the cold-blooded flying eagle was full of curiosity, but Sijiu looked shocked and could not believe it.

Ye Qiu shook the little bell and made a crisp sound. The baby in the flames danced his little hands and grabbed Ye Qiu, wanting the little bell.

Chen Hewu's eyes changed slightly and he snorted: "Red Blood Ghost Baby, it turns out that there is such an existence in the haunted house. It's so cruel that you want to use her hand to kill me. It's so cruel. Unfortunately, she can't kill me."

Ye Qiu sneered: "She can't kill you, don't we still have us? Do you think you, Chen Hewu, can't be buried in this haunted house?"

"presumptuous!"

Chen Hewu roared, his voice was like thunder, shaking the sky, and the void was torn apart in an instant.

Ye Qiu's body shook, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and the inner palace was injured and could not bear it at all.

Staring at Chen Hewu, Ye Qiu's eyes were filled with killing, and he opened his mouth and spitted blood on the small bell.

At that moment, blood flashed on the little bell, quickly absorbing Ye Qiu's blood.

Then, in the big water tank, the paper boat was shaking on the lotus leaf, and the black flames in the altar became more and more powerful. The girl of the Hades inside broke free from the shackles, flew out of the black abyss ghost fire, and landed on Ye Qiu's right arm, holding the little bell tightly. Her white and tender little hand held Ye Qiu's arm, feeling that she could fall down at any time.

Ye Qiu's heart was shocked. He only knew that the little bell could attract the attention of the daughter of the Hades, or he could use her power to kill Chen Hewu, but he never thought that the daughter of the Hades would fly out of the Black Abyss ghost fire and land on his arm.

Ye Qiu felt cold all over his body, and the daughter of Hades was like a piece of ice, so cold that Ye Qiu was trembling.

Chen Hewu's pupils tightened, and an extremely uneasy feeling emerged in his heart, and his whole body was as tense as a bow.

Sijiu pulled the cold-blooded flying eagle out of the yard, and both of them were shocked.

Ye Qiu hesitated for a moment and gently hugged the daughter of the Hades. She looked only a few months old, wearing a bellyband and a phoenix embroidered on her chest. This made Ye Qiu think of a phoenix pillow. Is this a coincidence?

The daughter of the Hades was cold and had no temperature, but she was dancing her hands, looking a little cute, but actually making people terrified.
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