Return of the War God

Chapter 3279: : Should this person die?

Chapter 3279: : Should this person die?

How could this be?

Shouldn't the Euphorbia just be a pile of broken copper and iron? ?

But at this moment, Yi Shuihan only felt that his eyes were dark again! !

An unprecedented sense of death threat exploded in his heart! !

Ye Wuque raised the dragon halberd again, still simple and rude...smash! !

boom! !

The big dragon halberd fell for the forty-first time! !

Click! !

In the next moment, Yi Shuihan watched as his beloved God Broken Sword exploded in his hand and was completely shattered by the big dragon halberd! !

Puff!

At the same time, Yi Shuihan felt an inexplicable cold on his right shoulder, and the skin on the right half of his neck faintly touched the sharp cold light! !

Subconsciously, Yi Shuihan looked down!

Yanhong's blood spurted out of his right shoulder as if he didn't need money, and dyed the void red! !

Ye Wuques halberd not only smashed the Divine Broken Sword completely, but also directly slashed into Yi Shuihans right shoulder without any obstacles. With a plop, Yi Shuihans entire right shoulder and his right arm were cut like this. Down, fell to the ground! !

"what!!"

Until this moment, the intense pain submerged Yi Shuihan, causing him to howl, but he still stared at Ye Wuque, as if to say something! !

"you"

Puff! !

Ye Wuque's right hand holding the big dragon halberd lightly stirred up, and a great head suddenly flew high, and it fell into the void, spraying blood that was three feet high!

When the head fell to the ground again, there was still deep fear, unwillingness, resentment, and a trace of...regret on Yi Shuihan's face!

Furiously staring, do not stare!

Ye Wuque's complexion was calm, without any joy or excitement, killing a Yi Shuihan was just a matter of reason for him.

This Yi Shuihan is really looking for death. Tianjiao didnt know how to cherish it when he didnt die at the Taoist Forum. He had to chase him all the way to intercept him, thinking that he could kill Ye Wuque with a Sword of Destruction. It's stupid and pathetic!

Is it bad to be alive?

I just came to die by myself!

Who can blame?

Ye Wuque glanced at the hilt of the Broken God Sword that was full of cracks, and there was a pity in his eyes.

"The shot was too fierce for a while, and it was confiscated. After all, it is also a powerful ancient treasure. What a pity..."

Putting away the big dragon halberd, Ye Wuque walked to Yi Shuihans headless corpse, took off his storage ring, the power of the soul poured into it, and immediately his eyes brightened and said to himself: "It is indeed the Qingfeng sword pavilion. People, this guy is quite fat!"

There are a million crystals in Yi Shuihan's storage ring! !

Shenjing!

A kind of diamond-shaped crystal contains the power of heaven and earth, which can be directly absorbed, and it is also the unique currency of the sky!

The value of a piece of **** crystal itself is extremely high, and many loose repairs have only a few thousand **** crystals at most, but this Yi Shuihan storage ring contains a million!

This was a windfall for Ye Wuque!

He used to go to the first floor of the world to buy things through exchange of goods and pills. Now that he has this million crystals, it is much more convenient along the way.

In addition to the one million **** crystals, there are many pills in Yi Shuihan's storage ring, and the quality is not bad, but compared to Ye Wuque's own, it is much worse.

After tidying up, after throwing away Yi Shuihan's storage ring, Ye Wuque's figure flashed, and he continued to move forward, heading towards the end of the desert.

The next three days were very calm.

Wow! !

In the evening of the third day, when Ye Wuque's ears rumbling, his eyes finally lit up when he saw a mighty river appearing ahead!

Wuhe!

This is a river that belongs to Wuzhou. It runs horizontally at the end of the Wuzhou exit. After crossing this Wuhe River, it completely left the territory of Wuzhou and entered a new continent.

Without any hesitation, Ye Wuque turned into a streamer and rose into the sky, crossing the Wu River.

Half an hour later, Wu He was already far behind him, and he had completely left Wuzhou!

"After Wuzhou, according to the jade slips that Pei Tianluo gave, this place should be Luzhou..."

Walking on the hard ground, Ye Wuque found that the scenery of Luzhou was completely different from that of Wuzhou. It seemed like spring all the year round, with the fragrance of birds and flowers everywhere, and the environment was much more beautiful.

"There is an inn ahead."

Less than three miles away from Ye Wuque, a huge post stood there, which also caught Ye Wuque's attention.

He walked forward and found that the popularity of this post was quite good. At this moment, many people came in and out, but before Ye Wuque entered, he found that in the left corner of the entrance of this post, there was sitting quietly looking like six. A teenage old man!

The old man looked ordinary, nothing special, he sat there with a stove in front of him, and a pot of hot tea was brewing on the stove!

Gululu!

The tea seems to be boiling, and the heat has already risen!

What made Ye Wuque strange was that the old man looked at the teapot in front of him, and he was... weeping!

A line of muddy tears slipped down his cheeks, not as if they were fake, the old man seemed to be cherishing someone in memory, very sad.

But Ye Wuque didn't intend to ignore it, just glanced lightly and prepared to enter the inn to have a look, by the way, to find out where the nearest large teleportation formations were.

however

"Young man, did you just leave?"

The tearful old man suddenly spoke, with a trace of hoarseness in his voice, and suddenly stopped Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, his footsteps paused, he turned his head to look at the tearful old man, his face was calm and faint and he said, "What's wrong with this old gentleman?"

"It's nothing, it's just that seeing you, a little baby, is a little bit emotional, and a question pours out of the old man's heart. I wonder if I can ask you?"

The tearful old man picked up the boiling teapot in front of him and poured boiling water into the empty teacup. The green tea leaves poured from the bottom of the cup, like a beating spirit.

"Should you not ask me questions about the old man?"

"No, I should ask you!"

"Oh?"

Ye Wuque's eyes were slightly narrowed!

"A very simple question, if you are me, then the apprentice who has been carefully cultivated and regarded as a parent and child was suddenly killed a month ago. Do you think this person should die? Will you take revenge?"

The turbid tears on the face of the tearful old man have disappeared at this moment, and he gently put down the teapot, a pair of turbid eyes looked at Ye Wuque, without a trace of emotion in it!