Tang Wuyun gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Wen Qingye, you deceive people too much, Jian Shuang'er is not related to you, and I am not the only one who forced her to die, why do you bother me to be one?"
” Wen Qingye glanced at Tang Wuyun and said, "In addition to the matter of Sword Frost, I have to tell you a truth about the people of the Night Clan today."
Tang Gu subconsciously asked: "What is the reason?"
Wen Qingye's words were extremely cold, and he was cold to the bone: "Those who offend the majesty of my human race will be killed."
The moment he finished speaking, Wen Qingye pointed his finger and pointed towards Tang Wuyun's dantian.
"Don't think!"
Tang Gu saw Wen Qingye make a move, his body flashed, like a black shadow, and disappeared into the distance, and when he reappeared, a huge palm print appeared in mid-air.
Wen Qingye's expression was flat, and he looked indifferently at the intersecting fingers and palm prints below.
Bang!
Bang!
The moment the two collided, the heavens and the earth shook.
The fingers I saw flickered, and the huge palm print shattered in the wind, and dozens of buildings around the entire Yetianfu lobby collapsed in an instant, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.
And Tang Gu's body floated out directly, and the soles of his feet made a narrow mark on the ground.
"It's so strong!"
When the masters of the Night Clan saw this scene, they all gasped.
That Wen Qingye just raised his hand casually, and as soon as he pointed out, the patriarch of the Night Clan flew out.
Tang Ping was at the state banquet, he only felt Wen Qingye's might, but he didn't see Wen Qingye's move at all, and he didn't know how strong Wen Qingye's strength was.
"It's terrifying, what kind of strength is this Wen Qingye?"
"Isn't it rumored that he is not a master of the young generation of the Feng Immortal War?"
"The genius of the Terrans is so strong?"
The masters of the Night Clan are all pale, and they dare not come out.
"I'm going to kill him today, who dares to stop me?"
Wen Qingye's eyes were cold and ruthless, his eyes looked directly at Tang Wuyun, and the killing intent in his eyes was like a tide, not to mention Tang Wuyun, even everyone around him could feel the terrifying killing intent.
"Don't come here" A frightened look appeared on Tang Wuyun's face, and he retreated backwards one after another.
If Heaven gave him another chance, he swore that he would never participate in the matter of forcing Jian Shuang'er to die.
Suddenly, a powerful aura came from a mountain range at the back of the Night Heaven Mansion.
"Kill my young patriarch of the Night Clan in the Night Heaven Mansion, you are too arrogant" As the words fell, an old man of the Night Clan appeared in mid-air with strong spirits and gorgeous hair.
"Meet the Ancestor!"
When the masters of the Night Clan saw the old man appear, they hurriedly and respectfully bowed down one by one, including Tang Gu, the patriarch of the Night Clan.
This person is none other than the most legendary master of the Night Clan, Night Godless.
Only monks with a deep bloodline of the Night Clan can have the surname 'Night'.
Although the night godless is a monk of the night clan, but he also has a great prestige and fierce reputation in the Quartet Immortal Court, the average young generation of masters may not know the night godless, but as long as the master above the immortal monarch, there is no one who has not heard the three words of the night godless.
"Ancestor!
Help me."
Tang Wuyun saw Ye Wushen appear, as if he saw hope, and hurriedly crawled towards Ye Wushen.
Wen Qingye glanced at Ye Wushen, but secretly said in his heart: "I didn't expect that the little dolls of the Chinese New Year's Eve clan are now the peak cultivation of the Taiqing Immortal Monarch" "I don't know who is right and who is wrong in this matter, but my young patriarch of the Night Clan has already kowtowed and apologized."
Ye Wushen's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and said: "If Your Excellency still has to be entangled, my Night Clan is not a soft persimmon, anyone can knead it at will."
Wen Qingye met Ye Wushen's cold and ruthless eyes calmly, and said: "What I said at the time was that if he knelt down, I could not kill him at the state banquet, but I didn't say that this matter would be settled."
Ye Wushen frowned, and said, "So, you must kill my young patriarch of the Night Clan today?"
” "That's right" Wen Qingye said lightly and pulled out the Zhuxian Sword.
Scold!
The sword of Zhu Xian came out, and a cold light reflected the night and the heavens were all cold.
A sword light cold night heaven!
Even the night godless is like a man's back, and his heart is secretly frightened.
"Then let's try it" Ye Wushen bit the tip of his tongue, and then directly cast the Fa Heaven and Earth and Dao Body.
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Wisps of black Dao patterns surrounded the Ye Godless Dao Body, making the void seem to become distorted, and the supreme power of the Taiqing Immortal Monarch pressed towards Wen Qingye fiercely.
After the Night God showed his might, his expression gradually calmed down, "For the sake of an irrelevant woman, you really want to go against my Night Clan?"
” He really didn't understand why Wen Qingye did not hesitate to offend his Ye clan for the daughter of the head of the Sword Dao Holy Land.
His Night Clan is not a big clan in the fairy world, but it is by no means comparable to a small clan.
Isn't it possible that Wen Qingye doesn't understand the trade-off of interests?
Wen Qingye replied that Ye Wushen was a sword ray, and the sword light was cold and cold, as if it was about to split the entire void.
Seeing Wen Qingye's sword attacking, Ye Wushen raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he flipped his palm and slapped it heavily against the void behind him, and when the palm print fell, the majestic true qi like the sea surged.
Rumble!
The void behind Ye Wushen was suddenly torn out of a crack, and a black shadow flashed out, and his palm print, which was condensed with great power, had already turned into thunder, and it was extremely fierce and blasted towards the sword of the warm night.
This black shadow is the talent of the Night Clan.
The sword and the palm print collide!
Boom!
The violent true qi shock wave raged, and the figure of the night godless was shocked, and the figure shot out backwards, and the soles of his feet stomped heavily in the sky, only then did he stabilize his body, and above the fist, a sense of numbness emanated.
And Wen Qingye was motionless, just like the ancient mountains.
"What a strength!"
Ye Wushen looked at Wen Qingye like an ancient well, unfazed, and immediately knew that this Wen Qingye's strength was definitely not to be underestimated, and then he thought of something, and his heart trembled: "How long has it been since the Great War of Sealing Immortals, how can this Wen Qingye's strength be so strong?"
” "I want to see if this Wen Qingye is really strong, or someone else's fake" With a wave of the night godless robe, the robe of the whole body was windless, and it suddenly puffed up, and the hunting sound, and the majestic true qi like the sea was also swept out overwhelmingly at this time.
His body moved, directly appeared in the sky, and then stretched out his palm, facing Wen Qingye through the void, gently pressed, when he pressed, his palm, as if there was a black pattern emerging.
Rumble!
The brilliant True Qi suddenly spread down, and it turned into a giant True Qi Palm with the press of the Ye Wushen Palm, and in the palm of that palm, it seemed to have a pitch-black night sky.
"Black Yuan Heaven Splitting Hand!"
In the whispering voice of the night godless, the giant palm of true qi had already turned into a shadow and shrouded Wen Qingye, making him undodged.
Call!
Wen Qingye took a deep breath, the cold light in his black eyes surged, his arm was raised slightly, and the monstrous sword qi suddenly rose into the sky.
Boom!
Boom!
The terrifying storm of true qi continued to sweep away, and in this kind of frontal confrontation, Wen Qingye did not show his superiority against the godless night of the night.
Wen Qingye and Ye Wushen retreated a few steps or so towards the rear at the same time.
Boom!
Wen Qingye's figure fell on top of a mountain peak, and suddenly the mountain peak shattered, and the Zhuxian Sword resisted the palm print that continued to rush towards him.
"Crush me" On the Zhuxian Sword, the ancient lines seemed to squirm at this time, and the kind of palpitating cold aura also completely exploded at this time.
Rumble!
The Zhuxian Sword directly pierced the palm print that rushed in, and the body of the night godless body floated out for hundreds of zhang or so in a row towards the rear before it stopped slightly.
I saw that in the sky, a huge palm print directly collapsed, and the powerful true qi oppression directly caused the surrounding peaks to collapse.
At the same time, Wen Qingye's body was surrounded by layers of desolate and domineering aura, and his body also swelled several times.
Void Dao Body!
This is exactly the one-quality Dao body and the void Dao body.
This night godless blow has already taken out his strength, and there is no intention of leaving his hand at all, this kind of violent offensive is enough to kill nine out of nine Yuqing Immortal Monarchs.
On the side of the Night Heaven Mansion, countless monks were all terrified by the attack of the Night Godless, and the faces of Tang Gu and Tang Wuyun and the others were even more ugly, they never thought that the Night Clan Ancestor was at a comprehensive disadvantage.
Their eyes looked at the collapsed peak, and the young man in white stood on the huge rock with the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, his handsome face, although dignified, was still as calm as water.
In the next moment, Wen Qingye's wrist moved, and a fire spread all over the sky behind him, like a wave of fire that devoured people.
The night clan masters present were all horrified when they saw the flames that swept the sky, and under the firelight imprint, Wen Qingye was like a sword god in the fire, sacred and inviolable.
"Ten tricks!
Away from the fire!
” Wen Qingye stepped forward, and then slashed with a sword, and suddenly the crazy flames rushed towards the night godless with the swing of the blade.
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Ye Wushen felt the surging flames, and his heart was shocked to the extreme, but soon he suppressed the vibration in his heart, and the true qi of his whole body gathered on the palm of his hand.
A huge black shadow appeared in the heavens and the earth.
"Shadows are heavy!"
Ye Wushen crossed his hands and pushed forward with both palms at the same time.
Bang!
Bang!
The surrounding void completely cracked, and countless black void cracks appeared.
The flames rushed in, like a surging river, and the palm print was suddenly submerged in the waves of fire, and the black shadow was instantly incinerated away.
"Wow!"
Ye Wushen only felt a pain in his heart, and then a mouthful of blood arrow sprayed out.
The gods of the night are defeated!
The Night Clan Ancestor has been defeated!
And it was defeated at the hands of the young masters of the Terran race.
The masters of the Night Clan present all looked frightened, as if the end was coming.