Chapter 393 Peak Glory!

Why!

Endless sighs constantly resounded between heaven and earth.

Ye Wushuang is evil, but how can he defeat his physique, he is destined to end the curtain and complete the battle body of all demons.

In this battle, Wudao won.

For Ye Wushuang, everyone can only regret that they can only come in second when they meet the even more monstrous Wudao!

Boom!

The Immortal Demon Palace, carrying the billowing demon cloud, suppressed it, and the crowd felt their own bodies, unable to move due to the suppression.

The bloody saber light beside Ye Wushuang is also disappearing!

One hundred meters, fifty meters, ten meters...

The bloody saber light was gradually disappearing, and the shocking demonic energy of the Demon Palace also surged in.

And the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth also showed a hint of disdain at this moment.

"The destined foil?"

A faint voice of ridicule poured out at the moment when the blood was about to disappear.

Boom!

The aura of Ye Wushuang's body gradually became stronger and spread gradually.

The blood-colored knife light trembled, and the blood light gradually became brighter and brighter in the darkness, shining like stars in the dark night.

Boom!

There were humming sounds from Ye Wushuang's body.

Lingquan Triple Peak!

Spirit spring quadruple!

Lingquan fivefold!

Lingquan Sixfold!

Ye Wushuang's body was continuously elevated by one level of cultivation, and in an instant, under the inconceivable eyes of the crowd, it skyrocketed by three levels one after another.

Taishanghua is a true demon!

Everyone was stunned!

Pairs of eyes are staring out quickly, and the mouth is opened so wide that it seems to be able to swallow the sky and the earth!

puff!

puff!

Quite a few spurted out streams of blood immediately, as if it was difficult to accept this fact, their Dao heart was lost, and their expressions became sluggish.

Ye Wushuang didn't even use his full strength!

Wu Dao's eyes also froze!

Not only did he not use all his strength, Ye Wushuang also did not, he hid deeper!

"How could this be?" Wudao's heart also trembled, and Ye Wushuang made him feel terrible!

"Impossible, here, I am the only one!"

Wudao roared, and the magic pattern on his body rushed towards the demon palace, and the trembling power of the world kept gushing out, blasting towards Ye Wushuang.

"Three Realms Buddha!"

Ye Wushuang's body stepped on the blood-colored knife light, and stepped out. In his body, it seemed that there was a world of swords, and the endless blood-colored knife light kept bursting out with the power of destroying the world.

This time, the Buddha of the Three Realms is the comprehension of the three strokes of destroying the sky, cutting the earth, and slaughtering the common people. Under the blessing of the sixth level of Lingquan, it is even more powerful. The bloody sword light all over the sky wipes out the magic light .

That shocking power was gradually eroded and gradually disappeared!

bang bang bang...

Along the way, the darkness was driven away by the blood light, and the blood-colored sword light was endless, each of which was a world-destroying knife, flooding the demon palace.

Even the heaven and the earth are split, how can a demon palace block the power of the sword!

Kaka!

Cracks appeared everywhere in the Demon Palace, and it was cut into countless halves!

In the river of bloody sword light, he was washed up into the sky and hit the shield of the barbarian battle ring!

"Impossible, the Ten Thousand Demon Battle Body will not be defeated!" Wudao roared wildly, and rushed towards Ye Wushuang wrapped in a cloud of magic, and the magic pattern turned into a peerless spear to kill Ye Wushuang.

"Special physique, myriad demon combat body, garbage!"

Ye Wushuang shook his head lightly, his body was covered with golden dragon scales, attached to his body like a dragon emperor's armor, and his whole body was like an invincible dragon emperor!

Boom!

Ye Wushuang hit him with a punch, the golden fist seemed to tell Wudao that even if he had a physique from birth, he was not the only one!

Boom!

The golden fist collided with the black spear, unexpectedly, the fist was not pierced, but the black spear collapsed inch by inch.

The golden fist was also magnified in Wu Dao's pupils.

The golden fist hit Wu Dao's ten thousand demon battle body, and the lingering demon clouds were wiped out by the force of the fist, and Wu Dao's figure fell from the sky.

With a bang, it hit the ground, and the fighting platform trembled violently!

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang's eyes turned cold, and he held the dragon's blood saber and slashed down from the sky. The murderous intent was so chilling.

Ye Wushuang, kill Wudao!

"I admit defeat!" Wu Dao exhausted all his strength and spit out three words, three words that he had never thought of. He lost this battle, and there was no room for recovery. If he fought again, he would die!

Boom!

Ye Wushuang's knife was also stopped in an instant, but it was still suspended in the void. The terrifying knife aura was so cold that Wu Dao's soul was frozen.

"You're right, only standing at the pinnacle is a true genius!"

Ye Wushuang stared at Wudao coldly, and uttered a word.

Wu Dao's face froze, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. Ye Wushuang's words, sharper than a knife, pierced into his heart.

"I lost!"

Wudao murmured, with such a lonely expression, the only one, it wasn't him, the foil, and it wasn't Ye Wushuang either!

Looking at the figure in the sky who looked and looked, he was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, it was not majestic, except for the pair of vicissitudes of the eyes, it looked so young and delicate, and the handsome face was constantly sharpened by the strong wind.

At this moment, he is standing at the highest position in the barbaric battle arena, the highest position in the endless wasteland!

The crowd watched silently, a person who had never thought of defeating Yuhuatian, Liu Tianlan, Beizhe Yunzhuo, and even the strongest Wudao, Ye Wushuang used his strength and the most authentic facts to prove everyone's heart First, it was wrong, not Bei Zhe Yunzhuo, nor Wudao, but Ye Wushuang, only he is qualified to stand at the top and enjoy the ultimate glory!

"Win!" Everyone in the Ancient Spirit Sect became excited. The legend that they were looking forward to, the scene that they couldn't believe at first, finally appeared before their eyes.

"Good boy, I am proud to be a teacher!" Elder Xingchen stroked his beard, his face was full of joy and pride, accepting Ye Wushuang as his apprentice, perhaps it was the most correct thing in his life.

"You really didn't disappoint me. You did it." Jian Bufan also smiled. He witnessed the growth of Ye Wushuang, a person who rose in three years, step by step to the peak of the endless wasteland, and wrote a legend.

Everyone in the High Heaven Pavilion also laughed. The glory at this moment, as Ye Wushuang said, also belongs to them. Joining the High Heaven Pavilion may be the most correct and proud thing for them!

Everyone will be proud of the Ling Xiao Pavilion!

In addition to these, Yang Qinger, Ye Rou, Qiu Mo, Yun Xiao, Yuan Qingmeng and others were all excited. Ye Wushuang did what they never thought of!

They are all proud of Ye Wushuang, happy from the bottom of their hearts!

But Meng Yiren had a weird expression, her eyes flickered, what was she thinking?

And Ruo Xiangyi, her eyes stared at Ye Wushuang, and there was an unprecedented smile on her face, no one knew what this smile meant?

Of course, in addition to these people, there are also the master of the feather clan, the master of Tianjian and others. Their faces are extremely ugly, with mixed hatred and killing intent, and they are also filled with shock and fear. Unexpectedly, Ye Wushuang's evildoer will seize Be the first and become the strongest fighter!

For a moment, the crowd fell into dead silence, no one spoke, they just silently watched the figure in the sky.

but.

Ye Wushuang's eyes did not look at them, but at the other side of the battle stage, that beautiful figure in a palace costume, Di Qingxue!

Di Qingxue also looked at him, looking at each other for a long time, and in an instant, a smile bloomed on that cold jade face, the world paled, and all the flowers were dejected!

This smile is unique, it belongs to Ye Wushuang alone!

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang showed a smile, very ordinary, but brilliant!