oom!

The holy way's fighting spirit was boiling, and the golden flames in his chest were burning, and behind Ye Wuque, five figures all appeared!

The five great emperors were born out of nowhere, surrounded him, and reflected each other, a kind of emperor's gas that truly dominates the world and completely bursts!

"Five Emperor Quan Yi is just the most basic changes in the Eight Desolate Liuhe Divine Fist. Only after using them as the source and complete control can the real big ultimate move in the Emperor God Fist be displayed!"

"But when I get to you, the five basic boxing skills are reduced to so-called killer moves. It's ridiculous! Extremely stupid!"

"Keep your dog's eyes open...you!"

With a loud shout, the battle spirit of the holy way was completely boiling, Ye Wuque burst out with brilliant brilliance, and the five emperors' real bodies were all shining at this moment, and finally turned into five bright streams of white, yellow, red, blue and black. , Soaring into the sky, gathered above the sky, each exuding a kind of imperial aura, fused together!

Immediately, in the incredible eyes of Iorishentian, the five emperors were united, and a huge ancient picture with magnificent waves was evolved!

In that ancient picture, there are brilliant starry sky, wild mountains, surging rivers, towering ancient trees, and black Daze!

Below these, under the ancient map, there are countless creatures worshipping!

among them!

Baidi stands under the stars!

Huangdi sits on the top of the mountains!

Chi Di reclining on the tip of the big river!

Qingdi tramples on the ancient Jade tree!

Hei Di holds the dark Daze in his hand!

The five emperors, complement each other, perform this brilliant ancient picture together, and accept the worship of all people!

These magnificent landscapes are intertwined, and it is clearly an ancient, vast, noble, and invincible picture of mountains, rivers and villages!

"This, this is..."

At this moment, Yashentian seemed to have thousands of thunders in his mind, his soul was trembling, and his eyes showed an incredible color!

"Impossible! Impossible! How could this be..."

Under the map of the mountain and river, Ye Wuque stood tall, raising his right fist, like a god, holding up this magnificent ancient map, the fist and the map are unified!

"This is the ultimate move of the Bahuang Liuhe Divine Fist... the emperor picture of Shanhe Sheji!"

"Now you see it, you can go to death..."

Rumble!

The moment the words fell, Ye Wuque moved!

His right fist cut through the sky, and the picture of the emperor of Shanhe Sheji followed him like a shadow, suppressed from nine days, sweeping across ten directions!

In addition to being noble and sacred, what is exuding is...violence!

Outright violence!

Although the emperor is benevolent, majestic, and fair, he will be the world, but if there is no violence, how can he coerce the world, wipe out all disobedience and win the world?

This punch is a punch of violence!

Hum!

The three major fist intents of Iorishentian were all destroyed at the moment they encountered the Emperor's picture of Shanhe Sheji, and they disappeared without even a trace of resistance!

In almost an instant, Ye Wuque's punch slammed to Yashentian!

"not good!!!"

In an instant, the vellus hair of Yashentian stood up, and his heart was chilling, and he felt an unspeakable life and death crisis, and his soul was trembling!

If he was hit by this punch, he would definitely die!

"Mingyue! Help me!!!"

At the moment of the moment, the Iori God did not hesitate to use the secret method to burn the Nine Heavens with anger, increase the strength of the body, and at the same time ask for help from the Iori Mingyue behind him!

Huh!

The eyes of the Eight Gods Mingyue suddenly opened at this moment, and a dark light poured in them!

But in the next moment, her face changed!

Iori's face also changed!

Because he found that the punch that had been getting more and more in front of his eyes had disappeared, like a blind eye!

"what!!"

At this moment, a desperate howl came from another direction!

"Brother God! Save me! Save... Bang!"

The miserable howling stopped abruptly. When Iori Sky looked over, I saw Iori Yu's head resembling a popped watermelon, exploded by Ye Wuque's punch!

The warm blood splashed on his body and stained the tips of Ye Wuque’s hair, but his face was still cold. He looked at the blood mist in front of him and said coldly: "Sorry, I changed my mind. Before you kill him, kill you first!"

After saying these words, Ye Wuque suddenly turned around and looked at Iori Heaven again!

The goal of Ye Wuque's punch was not the Iori, but the Iori!

Under such abruptness, Bashenyu didn't even have a chance to react, and was directly killed on the spot by Ye Wuque's picture of the Emperor of the Mountain and River Sheji!

Die before leaving the teacher!

"Damn you!!!"

Upon seeing this, Iori finally reacted, and his eyes instantly turned scarlet!

He had already run the anger and burned out the Nine Heavens Secret Technique, and the power in his body has doubled. Now he sees Bashenyu dying in front of him with his own eyes, and the killing intent in his heart is boiling!

"Don't worry, none of you can run away, all of you will die!"

At this moment, Ye Wuque was like a ruthless Shura, uttering a **** voice, the coldness and coldness of terror to the extreme!

"Mingyue, shoot together, let him..."

"Do not!!!"

However, just when Iori screamed hoarsely, his voice was interrupted again by another desperate howl!

far away!

Eight Shenyang's body fell weakly into the void, and that pale face still contained a kind of despair and deep disbelief!

In the next instant, the head of the Eight Gods Yang separated from the body and rolled into the void, blood spurting out a full three feet high!

The quaint long sword was gently returned to its sheath, and the handsome minister stood in the void, his clear and translucent eyes moved away from the Iori Yang, and he looked at Iori Tian and Iori Mingyue, without a trace of emotion!

Iori Yu was beaten by Ye Wuque with a punch!

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The Eight Gods Yang was beheaded by the elegant minister!

At this point, the four Tianjiao of the Iori tribe only left the last two, Iori Tian and Iori Mingyue!

Between heaven and earth, there is a dead silence!

Countless creatures from the ancient world of Yuanyang stared blankly at the ground, the headless corpse of the Eight Gods Yang, roared endlessly!

"The Lord and Lord of the Eight Gods are dead...dead?"

A creature spoke subconsciously, with a hoarse tone and an extreme tremor!

boom!

Under the sky, Ye Wuque moved again!

The magnificent picture of Emperor Ji of the mountain and river reappeared, and Ye Wuque still used the ultimate move of the Bahuang Liuhe Divine Fist!

There is no better way to kill the Traitors of the Eight Gods with the magical powers of the gods!

Iori Tian didn't have time to get angry, because Ye Wuque's terrifying punch had already arrived!

He can only... retire!