Return of the War God

Chapter 721: Don’t Let Me Down

<="kj_n">Zhang Ziwen Unblocker

Ye Wuque seemed to have become a small boat in the raging waves, which could be destroyed by the endless waves at any time!

Dozens of hands that grabbed Ye Wuque and shone with the light of Yuanli were like cattail leaves, and they instantly brought up an amazing momentum. The wine tables and stools around them had shattered, but the table that Ye Wuque was sitting on did not change at all, and it was still as stable as Mount Tai. Even the pear blossom white in his cup did not splash a ripple.

Qin Feng, who had already retreated outside the crowd's encirclement, looked at Ye Wuque at this moment, but his eyes suddenly condensed!

Because in his eyes, Ye Wuque at this moment actually exuded a kind of unshakable and mighty momentum, as if a towering peak had taken root, and even the most terrifying storm could not shake him even a little!

"Playing tricks!"

This feeling made Qin Feng unhappy, and he immediately suppressed all of it, staring at Ye Wuque without turning around, and he must witness it with his own eyes.

The Holy Way of the Heavens!

Just these four words, for countless years, have been like millions of mountains pressing down on all the sects and families in Zhongzhou, forcing them to bend down, to be in awe, and to bow their heads!

But now, the five super sects in Zhongzhou have broken out in war, and the three Qingming sects have united to target the Holy Way of the Heavens and the Tomb of the Hidden Sword. An unprecedented war has broken out, and has completely affected the five regions of Beitian.

The super sects that have been passed down for thousands of years have also become precarious, breeding the tyranny in the hearts of the betrayers of the eight sects and families!

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Therefore, capturing the number one genius of the Holy Way of the Heavens alive with his own hands was a huge stimulation for Qin Feng, giving him an extreme pleasure of turning the tables and overturning the dark clouds of the Holy Way of the Heavens!

"Peerless genius? Humph! Just a turtle in a jar!"

It took so long to think about it, and it took only a moment for these thoughts to flow through Qin Feng's mind, while those dozens of hands had already touched Ye Wuque's body!

However, even though it was a matter of life and death, Ye Wuque remained motionless, his eyes were calm, and his face was also calm. This scene fell into Qin Feng's eyes, and the weirdness and uneasiness that he had suppressed in his heart surged up again.

Just when Qin Feng was about to sneer, he saw Ye Wuque slowly extending his right hand, with his palm facing up at first, but the next moment he turned it over and pressed lightly in the air, as if without a trace of fireworks!

Buzz!

With Ye Wuque's light press without any fireworks, the world suddenly darkened, and bursts of roars came from the surrounding void. Then, in the incredible eyes of Qin Feng and all the attackers, a strange creature suddenly appeared around Ye Wuque's body. Although it was not big, only a dozen feet, it suddenly attacked with a desolate desolation from ancient times!

It was a lifelike dragon turtle!

Carrying a gray turtle shell as majestic as a hill, with a dragon head and a snake tail, the head was ferocious and domineering, as if it was made of ancient black iron, a pair of eyes opened, the eyes were fascinating, cruel and ruthless, the thick and majestic neck seemed to be made of mottled and heavy stones, and the whole body roared to the sky, showing its majestic and domineering!

The Baxia Divine Palm of the Ten Bawu!

That dragon turtle was Baxia, the legendary nine sons of the dragon One of them suddenly appeared in the world at this moment, just like cruising from the depths of the endless void, all gray and black, carrying a towering ancient heavenly tablet, crushing everything wherever it passed!

At this moment, Ye Wuque used one of the styles of Baxia Divine Palm, "Balian Lunhui!"

This move is a defensive move, which is the absolute defense evolved by Baxia with the heavenly tablet on his back. It can not only protect himself, but also repel all the attacks from the enemy, and Baxia's palm power is like a shadow, enough to split the mountains and crack the earth!

The Balian Lunhui in Baxia Divine Palm appeared in the world, and the phantom of the dragon turtle perfectly wrapped Ye Wuque, and the palm power was surging, exuding a sense of primitive, ferocious, and domineering cruelty!

Dozens of palms with surging Yuanli bombarded the phantom of the dragon turtle, inheriting bursts of clanging sounds like the collision of metal and iron, and the next moment, dozens of figures immediately disappeared All of them flew away, blood gushed out of the void, and the ground was covered with blood in all directions!

The slender white palm gently dropped down, and the dozens of people who flew away were like a few flies to Ye Wuque, without causing any emotional fluctuations in him, and he poured himself a fourth cup of Lihuabai again.

And those dozens of powerful cultivators who were blown away by Ye Wuque's Baxia Divine Palm were rolling on the ground and wailing, their bodies were limp as mud, and it was obvious that they didn't know how many bones were broken. The weaker ones had died directly, and the rest, even if they were lucky enough not to die, would never fight again in their lives.

This scene fell into the eyes of Qin Feng and the only two remaining mid-stage spirit realm cultivators behind him, but it was like dropping hundreds of sky thunder beads in their hearts, which frightened their faces and made them change wildly. They couldn't believe their eyes at all!

Especially Ye Wuque, his mind was roaring, his ears were buzzing, his face, which originally had a hint of sneer, had turned extremely pale, and his whole body was covered with cold sweat. In just two breaths, he seemed to have been fished out of the water.

"How is this possible! How is this possible? Your cultivation... How can your cultivation be so powerful!"

A voice with deep horror and trembling sounded from Qin Feng's mouth. Everything that had just happened was like a nightmare that completely overturned Qin Feng's cognition!

There were dozens of powerful cultivators who had reached the spirit realm!

There were even several people at the peak of the middle stage of the spirit realm. If it was Qin Feng who faced the simultaneous attack of dozens of people, there would only be one person in the next round, and that person would definitely die!

But when it came to Ye Wuque, it was as easy as just flicking away dozens of flies. Ye Wuque didn't even move at all. This was simply unbelievable!

Qin Feng wanted to tell himself that all this was just a nightmare, but the screams that kept ringing around him madly invaded his mind, making the fear in his eyes more and more intense, and the look he gave Ye Wuque became like looking at the abyss dragon.

Qin Feng suddenly felt that his actions just now had become so ridiculous. His clamor was already full of complacency, but in Ye Wuque's eyes, he was probably just a grasshopper that was jumping around happily and could be crushed to death at any time!

Escape!

This was the only thought in Qin Feng's mind at the moment, but he didn't dare to move even a little. His feet were like lead, completely numb.

The boy opposite had already drunk the fourth cup of pear blossom white, and was pouring the fifth cup at this moment.

Although the other party didn't even look at him, Qin Feng knew that if he made any rash move, Ye Wuque could kill him in an instant.

A bitter despair spread completely in Qin Feng's heart, making him feel like he was falling into an endless abyss.

Is this the strength of the first young generation of the super sect Zhutian Shengdao?

This Ye Wuque is just a teenager of only fifteen years old!

How could he be so terrifying?

Ye Wuque didn't even bother to look at Qin Feng and the other two, but continued to pour and drink, one cup after another, and time passed quickly, and he had already drunk eight cups of Lihuabai.

It seemed that Ye Wuque was not in a hurry at all, as if he was waiting for something.

Until he slowly poured himself the ninth glass of wine and slowly drank it, his calm expression moved slightly at this moment!

His bright eyes swept out the window, a sharp smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a faint self-talking sounded!

"After nine glasses of wine, I finally got a decent guy. I hope he won't let me down this time."

At the same time, Qin Feng, who was pale and dared not move, suddenly showed a hint of surprise on his face. The look he gave Ye Wuque changed from fear and despair to resentment and unwillingness. He then screamed loudly, his voice was extremely shrill!

"Grand Elder! I'm here! Come and save me!"

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