Return of the War God

The two seemed to have reached a strange agreement, as if two old friends were reminiscing about the past.

This scene fell in the eyes of countless disciples in the arena, and they were immediately confused. The two stood face to face, neither fighting nor making noise, which was extremely strange.

"After I worshipped the holy way of the heavens, I only had a grudge with two people, but one died in the secret realm of the burial, and the other died on this battle platform. These two people... Death is right."

Ye Wuque's voice was calm, and the two he was talking about were naturally Bai Zhongtian and Kong Zhan.

"Besides these two people, I have never had any grudges against anyone else, let alone a life-and-death feud, so after confirming that you had murderous intentions against me, I was thinking, what are you and me? It's time to complain."

Zhou Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his purple-red eyes opened and closed with flames surging, his face was indifferent, he just kept looking at Ye Wuque, listening to the voice transmission from him, without any extra expressions, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Later I had some guesses about you, but I still couldn't be sure. It wasn't until you said 'I should have died six months ago' that I finally realized that my guess was correct."

"There is indeed a grudge between you and me, but this is not within the holy way of the heavens, but outside the sect, because although it is said that I have entered the holy way of the heavens for half a year, it is actually half a year away from the real one. A little bit, and half a year ago, I was still far away from the infinitely far east land of Central Province, are you right... Zhou Huo's brother, another grandson of Zhou Lieyang?"

Having said this, after revealing Zhou Yan's identity in one sentence, Ye Wuque's dazzling eyes became more and more intense.

Zhou Yan!

This person is the elder brother of Zhou Huo who was defeated by Ye Wuque when he fought in the Hundred Cities War in Dongtu!

That is, another grandson of Zhou Lieyang, the main city of Zihuo, the main city of the hundred major cities!

Zhou Huo, Zhou Yan, Zhou Lieyang!

Just from the name, it is almost in the same line, and it is completely clear at a glance.

This was also one of the basis for Ye Wuque to infer Zhou Yan's identity at first. Later, after hearing Zhou Yan's words "You should have died half a year ago", Ye Wuque confirmed Zhou Yan's identity.

Seeing Ye Wuque revealing his identity in one fell swoop, a sneer finally appeared on Zhou Yan's indifferent face.

"It's still a little brainy, so that's fine. I understand your way of death."

Zhou Yan's voice transmission, the killing intent in his voice was undisguised, as if a fire dragon turned over, and the dragon's breath burned and wiped out everything.

The smile on Ye Wuque's face did not diminish in the slightest, revealing a look of sudden realization.

"No wonder Zhou Huo was so cruel in the Hundred Cities War and dared to offend hundreds of young disciples in the major cities; no wonder Zhou Lieyang's old man was so arrogant and domineering, it turned out to be because of you, who is in the capital of all heavens and holy places. A good brother with a very high status, and a good grandson as a backer."

Ye Wuque opened his mouth with a smile, but his tone became indifferent.

"Looking at your previous behavior and behavior, you really deserve to be Zhou Huo's brother. The three grandfathers and grandchildren are really arrogant and domineering, cruel and domineering. As expected, blood is thicker than water, and they are three scumbags!"

"Bold!"

Zhou Yan glared angrily and shouted loudly. These two words were not transmitted through sound, but spoke directly.

The Ziming Refining Void Fire spread from the body, burning the void, spreading in all directions, and a monstrous evil spirit permeated the world, making countless disciples of the heavens and saints immediately feel a despairing pressure, shivering, ears If there is a thunderstorm!

"You dare to talk about me and my Zhou family just because of your damn thing? What if my brother kills all the younger generation of the Hundred Great Capital City? It's just a waste of some trash, and you... you shouldn't, you shouldn't. Defeat my brother and let him drink his hatred halfway, otherwise he has entered the holy way of the heavens now."

"Since my brother is going to deal with you, then you should obediently capture it and kneel down to repent!"

"And you actually dared to beat him seriously, and you were sent to the prison city. Even if you die ten times, your sins will not be cleared!"

"If it wasn't for the fact that I had something important to do half a year ago, you would have been smashed to ashes by me, but it's not too late, I will use the spirit fire to burn your flesh and blood, and make you suffer. And Wailing, I want you...life is better than death!"

The vicious and murderous voice sounded in Ye Wuque's ears, followed by an overwhelming high-temperature heat wave, and the purple-red fire burned in the air, throbbing, as if it was Zhou Yan's embodied killing intent!

"Why is there always such a rotten thing in this world that wastes food in life and land in death? He can only bully others and not allow them to resist at all, otherwise he will retaliate with thunder. This kind of face is really disgusting. For example, at this moment, your face seems to have the words 'you come to hit me', then I reluctantly agree."

Ye Wuque spoke indifferently, but the sharpness of his words made Zhou Yan's face instantly become extremely ugly, gloomy like dripping water.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I don't know how to live or die! Do you think that you can be complacent when you are in the top ten of the ranking? Do you think that ranking fourth on the ranking is enough to compete with me? Sad thing! Kneel down and mourn for me!"

After this telephony sounded, Zhou Yan finally moved!

hum!

Above the void, the Ziminglian Void Fire spread out like the magma spewed out by an active volcano. The world was immediately submerged by the purple fire, and the battle platform in the center was like a flame furnace covered with it!

Zhou Yan took a big step, the spirit fire boiled, his right hand stuck out, and he pressed Ye Wuque with a bang!

In an instant, the Ziming Refining Void Fire surged extremely fast and gathered into a huge purple fire hand, covering the void, and where the five fingers shrouded, the special fluctuations and powerful firepower belonging to the spirit fire seemed to be able to destroy everything, grab Ye Wuque!

The black hair danced wildly, and the skin seemed to be roasted. Ye Wuque instantly felt his mouth dry, and even his pupils were hot, like falling into a purple fire hell. There is a big crisis brewing!

Although he is not Fang He, and even though his holy way battle aura will not be restrained by the sky-filled Ziming refining phantom fire, Ye Wuque still feels the power brought by the surging spirit fire.

After Ye Wuque hesitated for a while, the holy way all over his body was full of fighting energy, the golden red blood energy permeated out of the body, the two-pole star opened, and the light golden energy in the right hand gathered, and also pressed towards the big hand of Zihuo!

The void above the head cracked five huge cracks, and five fingers poked out, forming a colorful giant hand, grasping the void, and smashing the purple fire big hand!

In the face of Ziming Lianxuhuo, a naturally raised spirit fire, Ye Wuque did not immediately cast the Thunder Halberd Array, but chose to fight with his existing means first, to experience the so-called spirit fire in the end. How terrifying, and secondly, it is also to pave the way for the preparation of the Thunder Halberd Array.

However, this kind of behavior itself is extremely dangerous, because Zhou Yan's strength is absolutely terrifying, and if he is not careful, he will be burned by his Ziming Refinement Void Fire, and his combat power will be greatly reduced.

Ye Wuque is very confident in his own combat power, fearless and fearless, and there is an invincible demeanor looming!

Bang!

The purple fire in the sky exploded, and the void seemed to fill the boundless sea of ​​fire. The purple fire hand was composed of spiritual fire, and its power was unparalleled.

Feeling the astonishing fluctuations falling from the sky, Ye Wuque kicked his right foot and retreated, but his gaze towards the void shrank slightly!

Because his Five Elements Tribulation Hand was completely engulfed in the moment of fighting with Zhou Yan's Zihuo Hand, the colorful light flickered violently as if he was struggling frantically, but in the end, he was completely wiped out by Ziming's Void Fire!

"What a terrifying power! Is this the horror of Spirit Fire? No wonder it was born to raise, it's really amazing!"

The Five Elements Tribulation Hand was wiped out in an instant, which really shocked Ye Wuque's heart, but after fighting, he understood that the reason why his attack was instantly disintegrated was more because of the powerful power contained in Ziming Lian Void Fire itself.

That is to say, this is not a manifestation of Zhou Yan's own strength, but that he controls the strange spiritual fire of the world, such as Ziming Lianxuhuo, to release the power of the spiritual fire itself, and then achieve the goal of killing the enemy.

Just like two adult strong men, one has a fire stick, and the other has an incomparably sharp sword. Naturally, the chances of winning the sword are infinitely increased.

Ziming refining the virtual fire, that is, the sword in Zhou Yan's hand, enough to use this spiritual fire to bring down ten sessions.

"With the spirit fire close to him, Zhou Yan is indeed extremely terrifying, but this also exposes one of his weaknesses..."

The light in Ye Wuque's eyes disappeared in a flash, and now the holy way's fighting spirit and golden red blood energy were swept up, the left fist killed the general, the right fist perished, the killing fist evolved, the Tianjiao transformation opened, and the speedy attacked Zhou Yan, giving people a kind of feeling The feeling of cutting the mess with a quick knife.

"Humph! Want to cut through the mess with a quick knife? Stupid thing! How can an ignorant ant like you know how terrible the fire is?"

Zhou Yan saw Ye Wuque attacking him at high speed, his purple eyes showed a hint of ridicule, and his mind moved. At the moment when Ye Wuque's fists slammed into him, the purple fire suddenly burst out from his body, forming a spirit fire battle suit that enveloped the whole body. .

Bang!

Ye Wuque's fists slammed, and the killing fist broke out, but he did not show any joy, and even saw the ridicule and contempt in Zhou Yan's eyes.

Because the two killing fists were completely blocked by the spirit fire battle clothes formed by Zi Ming Lianxuan Huo, it was extraordinary. The fist intent and fist strength contained in the fists were completely burned by Zi Ming Lianxuan fire, which could not hurt Zhou Yan at all. !