Return of the War God

Chapter 4615: : I just want to live well... (three shifts)

Chapter 4615: : I just want to live well... (three shifts)

After the dead silence between heaven and earth lasted for almost seven or eight breaths, it was completely... boiling! !

"I'll wipe it!! What magical power is this, this Nima? Let Gu Xin proudly kneel, and Gu Xin proud will kneel? Am I dreaming?"

"Too awesome! Lord Ye made Guxin kneel with just one word!"

"Master Ye didn't even raise his hand, he directly suppressed Gu Xin Ao! Gu Xin Ao is a spiritual son with a true god-like level of combat power! But he is not even qualified to fight back at all?"

"Invincible! Invincible!"

"Master Ye is invincible!"

"Too handsome! Who has seen such a means of defeating the enemy??"

"Is Lord Ye's strength already surpassing the true **** and Faxiang?"

...

Countless Jiumai disciples roared and shouted with excitement at this moment, after all, what just happened before them completely subverted the powerful cognition in the hearts of all Jiumai disciples!

The enemy knelt without a word.

What an incredible way to reach the sky?

You must know that being lonely and proud is not a cat or a dog, it is one of the five great souls of the Ancient League, the true young pinnacle, the original future of the Ancient League!

But Ye Wuque couldn't resist even a word.

Even if it is replaced by the first adult to come, isn't it?

Above the altar.

In front of the blazing silver sacred flame, Ye Wuque stood with his hands on his back and stood tall, facing the boiling cheers of countless nine-veined disciples on the coronation square, his face was always calm, and his face stood still.

It seemed to him that suppressing Guxinao was just a trivial matter for him, and there was nothing to be proud of.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves forward!"

"Is this the true strength of today's indispensable? It's just... terrifying and endless!"

Silver Saint was deeply moved at this moment, and Ye Wuque's eyes on the altar were filled with an indescribable surprise and admiration.

"Once upon a time, in our eyes, Wuwei was still a junior. Although the future is bright and the future is unlimited, it takes a certain amount of time to grow, but now? It's only half a year that has passed. Wuwei has come to this point. It is our turn. Look up to him..."

Gulianji's beautiful face also had a deep sigh, and a deep smile.

"It is the great blessing of heaven if I have no shortage of the ancient alliance! God is pitying, and I can now conclude that the future supreme state will usher in an era of no shortage of one person!"

"My ancient alliance is afraid that it will truly...ZTE again!"

Among the three, the originally calmest Tong Di was the most excited at this moment. He looked like a child, but at this time, his face was already red with excitement, and his voice was trembling.

The three Yinsheng's eyes crossed, and they all saw the pride and happiness in each other's eyes.

Bringing Ye Wuque back to the Heavenly God Ancient League might be the most correct decision they made in their lives.

And the rest of the second seats looked at each other at this moment, and have not recovered from the shock.

Lonely Proud is one of the contemporary souls, and the strength of combat power is not inferior to their second seats. This has been proven.

But now it was overwhelmingly suppressed by Ye Wuque with such incredible peerless means!

What does this represent?

It means that if Ye Wuque wants to, can he use the same method to suppress these second seats like this?

And how long has Ye Wuque just entered the Ancient League?

It will be less than a year if it is full!

"A peerless evildoer!"

"Overview of the history of my ancient alliance, when did such a person appear? Even in the years when Sheng Haoxuan was, I am afraid that Ye Wuque would not let it go!"

"This is a peerless heavenly arrogant who is worthy of shoulder to shoulder, not inferior to Sheng Haoxuan!"

"No, from now on it should be... Master Ye!"

...

At this moment, the seat of the seat is inexplicably shocked and full of joy.

In the years of their generation, they can see with their own eyes a stunning, peerless and extraordinary evildoer rising up, what could be more exciting than this?

Among the happy and excited second seats, Hei Guang, Yang Shan, and Piao Xin are probably the only three people with opposite feelings!

Cold! stiff!

fear! Trembling!

This is how Piaoxin and Yangshan feel at this moment.

The two of them froze on their thrones as if they had suffered a fixation technique.

Yangshan's face was pale, and there was a deep...fear and fear in his eyes!

And Piaoxin was even more unbearable. Not only did her face pale, she also had cold sweat slipping down her forehead, and her back was already wet.

She doesn't even have the strength to speak now, and her mean face is covered with only incomparable despair and tremor!

It was not just the two of them. This time, even Black Light, who had been the most calm, had already clenched his fists tightly. A pair of eyes looked at Ye Wuque, and there was boundless...bitterness flowing inward!

"You two are fine!"

Black light with a hoarse voice sounded in Yangshan and Piaoxin's ears, and they immediately shook their bodies at the same time!

"If we want to continue to live, from now on, no matter when or where we see Ye Wuque, we will immediately... make a detour!"

"He... is no longer something we can get away with!"

"We lost completely, a mess."

"Don't have any extra thoughts anymore, I just want to live well, do you hear clearly?"

Hearing Heiguang's husky and almost desperate bitter tone, Yang Shan and Piaoxin nodded their heads in despair, what else could they do?

"The back wave of the Yangtze River pushes the front wave... is this here..."

Qing Yunhuang sat on the throne. He looked at Ye Wuque above the altar, shook his head gently, and said to himself, but there was no negative emotion, but there was an unconcealable expectation and motivation!

Long Qianqiu always maintained a stiff posture leaning on his throne, expressionless, staring at Ye Wuque on the altar without blinking, as if he had only known him for the first time.

At this moment, in Yu Long Qianqiu's mind, the scene of Ye Wuque's kneeling down with a single word was constantly replaying, replaying like crazy!

In the end, Long Qianqiu's eyes filled with a sense of powerlessness that had never appeared before!

"Can't tell!"

"I can't tell how he did it!"

"Why... how could there be such a character?"

"Who is he... on earth??"

At this moment, Long Qianqiu suddenly felt an unprecedented weakness and...horror!