But Ye Zhiqiu, it was already difficult to ride a tiger, he couldn't retract his fist at all, once he retracted his fist, the heavenly black sword qi would inevitably chop him into serious injuries and even die!

"Hai Qianqiu, you once stood on the top of Xuanwu overlooking the world, and now you want to do such a despicable thing, thousands of years later, the infamy will still exist, you can think clearly!"

Ye Zhiqiu shouted, at this time, there is no countermeasure, only to persuade Hai Qianqiu!

"Brother Qianqiu, this little miscellaneous has ruined your Haitian foundation for thousands of years, why care about the name outside your body, you will take it today, rebuild Haitian in the future, and your soul will fall into Huangquan in the future, so that you can give an explanation to your ancestors!"

Xuan Yu said viciously, his arms were already trembling a little, as if his strength was insufficient, and he was about to be unable to hold on!

And Hai Qianqiu is in a dilemma, from a high-ranking and world-famous heirloom figure, to a hypocrite criticized by everyone, which he is unwilling to bear!

can think about it, as Xuan You said, the thousands of years of inheritance of Haitian Sect were all destroyed in the hands of Ye Zhiqiu, and Hai Qianqiu's hatred is not strong!

"No matter what, even if it is left behind for 10,000 years, the inheritance of my Haitian Sect cannot be broken! A strong man can only achieve great things by breaking his wrist, and today's false name, the old man can abandon it!"

After that, Hai Qianqiu's aura soared thousands of feet away, and he pulled out the sword he was carrying, his eyes were closed, and his lips were closed one by one, as if he was chanting some incantation!

"The sword roars in the wild!"

Suddenly, Hai Qianqiu's eyes suddenly opened, emitting a dazzling white light, and then the snow-white sword stood horizontally in the void, and above the sword body, the light was dazzling!

At the same time, the snow-white sword is rapidly getting bigger!

After a few breaths, the sword body was already a hundred feet long!

"White Dragon Sword, go!"

Hai Qianqiu's hands condensed countless spell marks, engraved them on the sword, and then, the sword opened the sky, and the sound of breaking the sky was like a white dragon soaring, lingering in his ears!

"Ye Zhiqiu, tens of thousands of the disciples of my Haitian Sect died at your hands, you blood-stained devil, go and die! The old man killed you with the White Dragon Sword, and he is worthy of you, a genius through the ages!"

Hai Qianqiu, famous for the White Dragon Sword, has one-handed swordsmanship and Xuanwu, even compared to the Cloud Sword Sect, a sword sect, it is not far behind!

"Hai Qianqiu, old horseman, you are the master of a sect in vain, and you are so brazen, I, Ye Zhiqiu, look down on you!"

Ye Zhiqiu roared, the sound shook the Milky Way, and in the heavenly capital, they all heard it clearly!

And Xuan You, however, laughed, revealing a hint of mockery under his hideous face:

"Today, you stop here, my Xuantian Sect, how can you shake it with a little scrap!

Tiandu City.

Everyone looked at the three figures in the sky, surprised, embarrassed, and emotional!

"Ye Zhiqiu is too young after all, it's just a little bit, almost able to change the Xuanwu pattern!"

"Hai Qianqiu, as the head of a sect, is so despicable, in the future, when his Haitian Sect is rebuilt, I am afraid that he will not have the face to assume the position of the sect master!"

"But no matter what, today, this historic scene is enough to shock the eternals, although, Ye Zhiqiu will fall!"

......

Night Lonely City stared at Ye Zhiqiu, staring at the blood-stained young man, who had already tears in his eyes, and said:

"Qiu'er, are you really powerless to return to the sky? But, today's Xuanwu, who can have such an achievement as you! Blame it, the master is too weak!"

Qianjiangxue and the two daughters couldn't cry, they knew that the boy they loved so much would be gone!

......

The White Dragon Sword roared and quickly approached Ye Zhiqiu's back!

There is no doubt that once Ye Zhiqiu is hit by this sword, he will lose in the game with Xuanyou, be seriously injured and endangered, and even die!

"Are you really going to die? I'm not reconciled! Xiang'er has not avenged her revenge, how can I die! What qualifications do I have to die!"

Ye Zhiqiu's throat was hoarse, swaying people's hearts, and his voice was full of strong unwillingness, mixed with bitter tenderness, and full of helplessness!

There is no way!

The slanting sun, at this last moment, was buried in the horizon, the afterglow dissipated into the sky, the dawn was shattered, and it seemed that there was no hope at all!

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu's back was hit hard by the White Dragon Sword!

Burst!

A mouthful of essence blood gushed out, and under this huge white dragon sword, Ye Zhiqiu was overwhelmed and seriously injured!

And the unicorn arm also lost its follow-up strength, and was defeated in the confrontation with the black sword!

The sword lost its hindrance, and it was out of control, like a ghost, rushing towards Ye Zhiqiu!

In an instant, the sword annihilated Ye Zhiqiu and annihilated this world-famous boy!

"Ahh

With a heart-rending scream, Ye Zhiqiu fell into the void, the messy silver hair, the limbs that were out of strength, and the stubborn figure!

Finally, it fell!

Ye Zhiqiu's body fell sharply, smashed down from a high altitude!

Blood is like ink, staining the sky red, forming a sad picture!

Heroes are late, ghosts die early!

In an instant, the crimson sky was dark, and there was a burst of thunder!

After a few breaths, the thunder stopped, but in the endless void, under the sky of thousands of miles, there was a goose-feather snow!

The sky seems to be paying tribute to the early death of this world-famous figure, and the snow flies in June to send it off!

Ye Zhiqiu's hazy eyes opened slightly, watching the snowflakes fall, exerting the strength of his whole body, stretching out his blood-stained right arm, stroking the bright snowflakes!

The snowflakes fall on the arms, melt into drops of rain and dew in an instant, and then dissipate into the heavens and the earth!

Ye Zhiqiu smiled far-fetchedly, the white snowflakes seemed to be as short and beautiful as his life!

In 15 years, only 2 years have lived out of themselves, but it's enough!

It's just that he has lost those red faces and countless people who have given him infinite expectations!

"I ...... The rest of your life is long, you all have to be well!"

Ye Zhiqiu silently blessed in his heart, and then closed his gentle eyes!

Poof!

His body smashed to the ground, smashing the earth into a crater several feet deep, and then, his heart was shattered!

The super high load of the Emperor's Heart Technique, coupled with the front and back attacks of Hai Qianqiu and Xuanyou, made his already overwhelmed body completely collapse!

"Autumn !!"

Night Lonely City flew towards the direction where Ye Zhiqiu fell to the ground, shouting.

But even if you are hoarse, what is the use?

"Brother!!

"Brother Ye!!"

The second daughter was grief-stricken, followed closely behind Ye Gucheng, and ran to Ye Zhiqiu desperately!

Everyone knows that it's over, Xuantian Sect Xuanyou, won! However, the pattern of the Xuanwu Dynasty seems to have changed!

The collapse of the Haitian Sect and the destruction of the Xuantian Sect, even if it is integrated into the Xuanhai Sect, can it become the number one force? I'm afraid, without hundreds of years of recuperation, the Xuantian Sect can no longer be compared with the other three major sects!

"Ye Zhiqiu, after all, he lost, but this brilliance will shine for a thousand years!"

"The Haitian Sect was destroyed, the Xuantian Sect almost fell off the altar, this young man will definitely leave a name for the ages!"

"Heavenly jealousy of talents, if you give Ye Zhiqiu a few more years, this Xuanwu Dynasty has already been subverted!"

......

In the heavenly capital, there are discussions everywhere, all talking about Ye Zhiqiu and this legendary boy!

The three of them in Night Lonely City have already helped Ye Zhiqiu, who had passed out, up!

The tears of the three of them washed Ye Zhiqiu's cheeks, washed away the bloodstains, and revealed the handsome face!

"Woo woo, brother......! Did you leave Wan'er behind like that?"

Ye Wan'er finally couldn't support it, her spirit had collapsed, she hugged Ye Zhiqiu tightly, and after saying this, she fainted and lay on Ye Zhiqiu's body!

Qian Jiangxue was at a loss, looking at this familiar face, she stretched out her jade hand and stroked it gently, gently, she knew that maybe in the future, she would not have a chance to see this face clearly!

Night Lonely City was silent, he clenched his fists, but suddenly let go, that deep sense of powerlessness, like a downpour, extinguished his raging anger!

He wanted to rush up to take revenge, but Ye Wan'er and the others hadn't returned to the moon safely, so how could he go forward to kill the enemy desperately!

Besides, in that distant moonset, there is a peerless woman, waiting for him to go home, how can he be ruthless!

The three of them all knew that the young man's heart was broken, and although he still had a breath, he would have to fall after all!

At this time, the Xuanwu Mountains outside the Tiandu actually trembled violently, as if something big had happened!

Immediately after, from the center of the mountain range, a thousand-zhang dragon rushed out and flew towards the heavenly capital!

In an instant, the huge dragon arrived at the sky of the heavenly capital, carrying the huge head and looking down!

At the same time, from the back of the dragon, a petite and delicate snake-shaped demonic beast jumped out and flew towards the faint Ye Zhiqiu!

A few sticks of incense ago, it knew that it couldn't help Ye Zhiqiu, so it went back to the Xuanwu Mountains alone! And invited its father, the blue-eyed ultimate python!

"Daddy!!"

The childish cry swept through the void, and drops of blue tears rolled out of the little eyes, dripping on the snowflakes, melting them!

Looking at Ye Zhiqiu lying in a pool of blood, Xiao Bu knew that his father might have ...... It's dead!

Whoosh!

The little dot fell on Ye Zhiqiu's neck, and rubbed Ye Zhiqiu's cheek with that little head, but no matter how it rubbed, Ye Zhiqiu still didn't react!

"Daddy, you...... Mom is dead, you can't leave your little one behind!"

The sobbing voice gradually became hoarse, although they had not been together for a few days, Xiao Budian had already had a deep love for Ye Zhiqiu and Duan Tianxiang!

It knew that it was Ye Zhiqiu and Duan Tianxiang who used countless magic cores to hatch them!

This kind of pregnancy is enough to make the little one worry!

"Hey~ Could it be that there is something else that can't happen? What is the origin of the huge demonic beast in the void?"

"What is it coming from the Xuanwu Mountains for?"

"Could it be that the rescuer who asked for help from the little one came to help Ye Zhiqiu?"

"Is there another turn for the better?"

......

In the heavenly capital, many people looked at the dragon standing in the void from afar, and they all secretly speculated!

And this change made Hai Qianqiu and Xuanyou, who were originally relieved, nervous again!

They knew that the comer was not good! This Jiaolong was definitely an eighth-order demonic beast! Moreover, it was not an ordinary eighth-order demonic beast!

Above the surface, Xiao Budian burst into tears, seeing that Ye Zhiqiu didn't react, it suddenly dried up its tears, and a strong stubbornness and unwillingness flashed in Douda's eyes!

It lifted its cyan head, shouted to the void, and said hoarsely:

"I don't have a mom anymore!!"

"Now, you've moved my dad again!! you guys, damn it!!"