Chapter 5606: Ye Wuque

5606-Sorcerer

"It's not just a stubborn bone! It's still smelly and hard, I don't know the so-called pit stone! Tsk!"

Long Tianye also shook his head at the moment, speaking silently.

Here, Feng Feixiong was staring at Ye Wuque closely, without saying a word, as if he always felt that Ye Wuque was wrong.

And Qing Yukun's face at the moment has become gloomy!

Infinitely high.

"Hahahaha! Have you seen it? This is the seedling you used to be optimistic about, and you will be crazy before you die! Just to show your sense of existence! He said that all the trash looks at him!"

Man Zun couldn't help laughing out loud, as if he felt extremely funny and funny.

"Why bother? If you keep lowering your posture and ignore it, you may not have the chance to come back again later. As a result, if you want to get ahead now, he is making a mistake!"

Old Kong sighed, it seemed a pity.

"Perhaps, character determines fate, maybe this is Ye Wuque..."

The Earth Dragon God shook his head, what a pity, but the matter is over, what else can he say?

Palace Master Guangwei did not speak, no longer needed to speak.

Because in his eyes, Ye Wuqian who intervened at this time was destined to be a dead end.

Qing Yukun will never let him go!

East One Theater, above the void.

Qing Yukun, with a gloomy face, looked at Ye Wuque condescendingly at this moment, there was not a trace of temperature in his eyes, only endless indifference and sorrow.

"There is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to cast your own money in hell!"

During the words, Qing Yukun slowly raised his right hand.

And at the moment!

Ye Wuque, who had been sitting quietly, stood up slowly.

But this scene fell in the eyes of everyone between heaven and earth, but it seemed that Ye Wuque was still a bit spineless in the end, he wanted to stand and die instead of sitting and die!

Standing up, Ye Wuque's eyes still fell on that Han Guixu's body, his expression calm.

Qing Yukun's indifferent voice continued to resound.

"Since you want to die, then I will be..."

"Squeezing so many people... an eyesore."

Ye Wuque's voice unexpectedly sounded again, frowning slightly, interrupting Qing Yukun's words!

And what he said made countless geniuses only think whether there was a problem with their ears!

But the next moment!

Everyone clearly saw that Ye Wuque, standing on the top of the mountain, raised his right fist lightly.

Qing Yukun almost wanted to laugh!

Long Tianye also shook his head and laughed.

The four second-class seeds are full of disappointment and sarcasm.

All the geniuses between heaven and earth only felt that Ye Wuque in front of him was both pitiful and emotional.

What is he doing?

Do you want to fight Qing Yukun?

Good guys!

Quite stiff!

But he is not afraid to annoy Qing Yukun, leaving himself imperfect...

Boom! !

The four big second-class seeds are exploded!

Long Tianye exploded!

Feng Feixiong exploded!

Half of Qing Yukun's body exploded directly!

Between heaven and earth, a wave of vacuum fists penetrated thoroughly!

The universe is like being divided into two, blasted into two halves!

Only the wafting blood mist scattered all over the sky, dyed red in the void, and only half of Qing Yukun's body fell to the distant earth.

The countless geniuses around were directly lifted off by the terrifying aftermath!

All trembling all over, what did they see? ?

His eyes were as wide as a copper bell, and the pupils reflected Ye Wuque who stood on the mountain peak and kept his punching posture!

Everyone was struck by lightning, their minds roared endlessly, their brains were boiling, and every pore under the body seemed to be frozen!

One, one punch!

In everyone's eyes, Ye Wuque, who was regarded as a complete failure in a one-time burst of spiritual tide!

Ye Wuqian, who was ridiculed as "waste chaiye" by all!

For nearly half a month, Ye Wuqian, who had become a joke for all the talented geniuses in the East No. 1 theater!

At the moment, only one punch!

Just put the four big second-class seeds, "Luo Kai, Gao Dengtian, Bai Hongyue, Thousand Never Return..."

The two first-class seeds, at least "Dragon Qianqiu, Feng Feixiong..."

The unfathomable and unpredictable "Qing Yukun..."

All the brains exploded! !

It's just an understatement and random punch! !

Countless geniuses stared at Ye Wuque who was slowly closing his fists at this moment. They only felt that his soul was cracking, the blood all over his body was flowing backwards, and the sky spirit cover was about to explode!

Such Ye Wuqian!

If it's waste wood...

Then they...what are they? ? ! !

"He, he..."

At infinite height, the Earth Dragon God at this moment seemed to be a frightened old rabbit jumping up from the place, his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but he stammered directly, only his eyes were so full that they almost exploded. Unbelievable surprise to the limit!

Old Kong stunned!

He blinked his eyes blankly, and even his breathing seemed to be temporarily stagnant!

The Ice King was motionless, and the mist and brilliance that surrounded his true face stopped at this moment!

As for the Guangwei Palace Master?

He seemed to have been caught in the fixation technique, and his whole person stayed in place. He looked at Ye Wuque in the East No. 1 theater below motionlessly, his eyes were frozen, and all that was surging was excitement and incredible. , Dumb, trance...

And that pretty respect...

Frozen in place!

Motionless!

There was even the smile that had just been ridiculed on his face, and he didn't completely recede, but his eyes had turned red!

What's surging inside is a kind of anger or trance to the extreme... at a loss!

Man Zun seems... stupid!

"No, how could...no...he, he...he..."

Only when he got close and listened carefully, could he hear the twisted and subtle trembling words that Man Zun spit out.

East One Theater, a ground.

The dead man walked respectfully in front, and behind him was Han Xinghui with his hands on his back.

"Unexpectedly, that Ye Wuque turned out to be just a waste."

The dead man smiled, full of mockery and teasing.

Han Xinghui was expressionless, as if there was nothing happy about it, but said indifferently: "Don't mention this name anymore."

"He has no right to be talked about anymore."

"You will find him next and bring Tai Yiding back."

"Yes!"

The silent man took his command with a respectful voice.

"Then sir, how about you? Shall we directly attack the king?"

"Before I cut the king, I need to find someone who, besides the seven kings, may be the only one who is qualified to make me an official opponent..."

Han Xinghui spoke like this, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

"My lord is talking about... Qing Yukun?"

The voice of the silent man became frightened.

"It's him, Qing Yukun."

"Only he can make me indulge in... Um? What is that?"

Suddenly, Han Xinghui raised his gaze and looked above the void. At this moment, a half **** figure smashed down.

"It's a man who was beaten and disabled!"

The dead man immediately tightened!

But when the **** half of his body just hit the ground not far in front of the two of them, the moment they saw their faces clearly, the dead man was struck by lightning!

Han Xinghui's pupils shrank violently!

"Qing Yukun?"

At this moment, Qing Yukun, who was only half of his body left, was lying on the ground, with endless killing intent and anger surging in the only remaining eye!

"Ye, nothing, lack!!"

The hoarse roar shook the sky!

The moment Han Xinghui on the side heard these three words, his body trembled abruptly, and the dead man sat on the ground with horror, his face pale.

Wow!

On the mountain peak, Ye Wuque, standing with his fists, fluttered endlessly in the wind.

"It's refreshing now."

With a single word, Ye Wuque's frowned brows stretched out again.

In the void between him and Han Guixu, finally no one was squeezed there to obstruct the eyes and obscure the line of sight.

With one step out, Ye Wuque rose to the sky. Under the horrified, trembling, infinitely terrifying eyes of countless geniuses, he walked to a place a hundred meters away from Hangui Ruins and stopped, facing away from it.

Looking back, his face was expressionless, as if everyone was Han Guixu of Ants. At this moment, that indifferent gaze and Ye Wuque's gaze merged.

"Han Guixu, one of the Seven Kings?"

Ye Wuque spoke lightly, and immediately, there was a hint of excitement in his eyes that seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Play?"