Ye Wuque cut off dozens of enemy heads with two unparalleled sword techniques, clearing out all the disciples of the three Qingming sects within a radius of nearly a hundred feet, and the remaining ones were all disciples of the All Heavens Holy Way.
"Holy Son!"
"I've seen the Holy Son!"
"Kill the Holy Son!"
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The faces of all the disciples of the Holy Way showed enthusiasm. Looking at Ye Wuque, who was standing like a god of war and bathing in the enemy's blood, excitement surged in his eyes.
"Brothers and sisters, the enemy has a good head on his side. If we don't pick ten or eight of them, it would be a waste! Kill!"
The sound was like a loud bell. With the help of the power of the soul, Ye Wuque's voice was like a mighty thunder, spreading throughout the radius of thousands of feet, immediately stirring up the hearts of countless disciples of the holy way of heaven, and their fighting spirit surged wildly.
"kill!"
Countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens roared and flashed, killing the enemies of the Three Qingming Sects further away.
In the end, Ye Wuque nodded slightly towards Dou Tian, Nalan Yan, Mo Honglian and others. Immediately, the golden Holy Path war energy burst out all over his body, sweeping in all directions like the Yangtze River, towards the direction of the densest group of disciples of the three Qingming sects.
Kill quickly!
Behind Ye Wuque, she was dressed in a white dress and wearing the Empress' battle armor. Her long, jade-colored hair was flying with dazzling brilliance. The jade-colored flames all over her body were like flowers in bloom, exuding a dazzling and gorgeous meaning.
She also nodded towards the two girls, Mo Honglian and Nalan Yan, then followed Ye Wuque and headed forward!
The two of them are so fast and powerful that they are simply unstoppable!
Mo Honglian came to Nalan Yan and glanced at Nalan Yan angrily. She was really frightened by Nalan Yan just now. She almost thought she was going to lose such a close friend. Fortunately, Ye Wuque was in time.
He arrived and rescued Nalan Yan.
Nalan Yan stared at the backs of Ye Wuque and Yu Jiaoxue getting farther and farther away, and sighed suddenly in her heart, but the expression on that extremely beautiful face slowly became more determined, and her eyes became tougher.
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The eight people from Dongtu gathered together, their bodies flashed, and their energy exploded. They once again formed a joint attack formation and attacked and killed the enemy!
"ah!"
A series of miserable howls and desperate sounds sounded, and figures were hit by unimaginable terrifying power and flew out!
Blood splattered, broken limbs and broken arms were scattered on the ground. The bloody heads were full of expressions of infinite fear and unwillingness, but they were always frozen, flying across the void, and finally rolled down to the ground, with blood staining them all the way, looking miserable.
And magnificent.
Ye Wuque was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. With a single strike, his galloping power could kill dozens of people!
Ye Wuque's ten domineering skills were completely unleashed. The light of the sword and sword in his right hand shone like a death scythe that harvested life. The shadow of the dragon turtle behind him roared, and the shadows of nine mountains and nine seas erupted, as if it could suppress all things in the world!
The shadows of his claws were flying, and his legs were burning with flames. Every part of Ye Wuque's body seemed to have become a murderous weapon, running rampant among the three disciples of Qingming Sect. Wherever he passed, human lives were like grass, and enemies were constantly there.
Crazy wailing.
Just now, from the self-destruction of the six peak monks in the middle stage of the Soul Realm, to the mysterious battle formation master of the Qingming Palace using the dove formation to destroy the battle formation of tens of thousands of realms, Ye Wuque immediately met with Yu Jiao
Xue rushed towards the main battlefield, while Elder Shengguang and Elder Jiuhun rose into the sky again and returned to the battle where they came to help before.
Now that the war has reached this moment, every bit of combat power will become extremely valuable, especially the combat power at the Life Soul Realm and above, which is even more important.
And with the strength of Ye Wuque and Yu Jiaoxue's fighting power at the moment, entering the main battlefield is undoubtedly the most effective method.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the number of disciples of the three Qingming sects who died under Ye Wuque reached hundreds!
No disciple of the Qingming Palace is Ye Wuque's enemy in one round. Anyone who attacks the shrouded area will be killed.
Compared with Ye Wuque, Yu Jiaoxue's record is even more amazing!
The jade-colored flames were like a roaring sea of fire, burning in the void, holy and mysterious. The power that could annihilate everything swallowed up the disciples of the Three Qingming Sects one after another, completely burning them into sparks that filled the sky and scattered in all directions.
Break the sky! Move the heaven and earth! Shake the heaven and the earth! Destroy all living beings!
The powerful fighting skills in Yu Jiang's ancient nerves were brought into full play by Yu Jiaoxue. The scope was so wide that it submerged the whole body, killing people like rivers of blood and leaving corpses everywhere!
There was no expression on Yu Jiaoxue's beautiful face, and the sparks of hatred and coldness flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Ten years ago, when she was five years old, every member of her Yu family was massacred by the disciples of Qingming Palace in this way, with rivers of blood flowing and corpses strewn everywhere!
Now that ten years have passed, she has become strong enough and can finally kill her enemies with her own hands. How can she stop?
"kill!"
An oracle-bone dragon claw scratched through the void and took off several heads. This time, Ye Wuque did not abandon the earth at will. Instead, he kept the oracle-bone dragon claw as large as a thousand feet, wrapped the heads in it, and continued to kill the enemy with his other hand.
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After Yu Jiaoxue saw Ye Wuque's behavior, she didn't need to say anything. The two seemed to have the same mind and understood immediately, and the intensity of their attack suddenly changed slightly.
The jade-colored flames continued to burn in all directions, but they no longer enveloped the entire bodies of the three disciples of the Qingming Sect, but retained their heads. In the end, the bodies of the three disciples of the Qingming Sect were burned into sparks, but their heads flew high and fell.
In the claws of a thousand-foot-long dragon.
In this way, Ye Wuque and Yu Jiaoxue continued to kill enemies. In the thousand-foot-long dragon claw that Ye Wuque maintained, more and more enemy heads began to pile up into a hill, and the pungent and strong smell of blood overflowed.
Come, full of thrilling visual impact.
Ximen Zun swept out with a spear, and a dazzling golden light erupted from the tip of the spear, piercing through the three disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven. Immediately after seeing Ye Wuque's actions, a light flashed in his deep eyes, and the Tianlian Demon Divine Spear in his hand
It's a sideways shake!
With three swish sounds, the heads of the three Qingming disciples flew high into the air and flew into Ye Wuque's thousand-foot-long dragon claw.
The same is true for Nie Haozong in another place!
"Monsters! These two are monsters!"
"No matter how many people go up without a path, they will kill them and even have their heads taken off!"
"What should we do? We are no match at all! How can we kill these two people?"
Among the three disciples of the Qingming Sect, voices filled with infinite terror kept ringing out. Looking at Ye Wuque and Yu Jiaoxue, who were constantly harvesting the heads of their fellow disciples, the cruelty and bloodlust in their eyes had long since disappeared.
, replaced by fear.
But no matter how great the fear and fear are, there is no room for retreat or hesitation on the battlefield, otherwise what awaits you is a sneak attack and a decisive blow from the enemy!
"The ants will bite the elephant to death! Kill!"
"If these two people don't die, we will never have peace!"
"Don't be afraid! They will eventually run out of strength! When they run out of strength, they will die!"
A disciple of the Third Qingming Sect kept roaring, then rushed towards Ye Wuque and Yu Jiaoxue, shouting to cheer him up.
However... there is no more.
As long as they kill the three disciples of Qingming within the attack range of Ye Wuque, their heads will be removed in the end, but they will fly towards the thousand-foot dragon claw!
Until a certain moment, Ye Wuque's eyes sharpened, the thousand-foot-long dragon claw transformed into his right hand was raised high, and his cold voice shook the nine heavens!
"In today's battle, the three Qingming sects will be defeated. The fate of all enemies, just like this scene, will eventually be destined!"
As Ye Wuque's roar, which contained the power of the divine soul, resounded, countless people in the battle looked subconsciously!
At this sight, the disciples of the Holy Way of All Heavens suddenly became excited and their hearts were filled with excitement!
At this sight, the three disciples of the Qingming sect suddenly became furious, their whole bodies were cold, and they were extremely frightened!
At the end of his gaze, Ye Wuque stood tall. His eyes were as cold as lightning, extremely captivating, like a demon. There was no one standing within a thousand feet around him, and among the thousand-foot dragon claws transformed into his right hand, there was a
The Beijing view, made up of heads piled up one after another, stands impressively, like a giant peak that towers over the sky!
Those pale and ferocious faces, the unwillingness and fear before death, tens of thousands of heads piled on top of each other, the dark red blood still has not dried up, trickling down, dyeing the void red!
How terrible is this scene?
The owners of those heads were originally the brothers and sisters of the three Qingming Sect disciples who were still alive, and they were the ones they were joking about yesterday or before the war started!
But at this moment, their heads have become an integral part of this terrifying Beijing!
In an instant, every disciple of the three Qingming sects was frightened to death by the scene caused by Ye Wuque. The fear in their hearts surged uncontrollably, and their momentum began to decline infinitely.