Chapter 792 - Apologies for One!
Rub!
Suddenly, Yan Zhishan's footsteps paused, and Huo Di turned his head.
"What else do you want to do?"
Yan Zhishan's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were staring at him, revealing resentment and murderous intent.
"You lack an apology. β
The sword in Ye Wu's hands pointed at Yan Zhishan.
"Apologize?" Yan Zhishan suddenly laughed, "Are you sure you're not joking!"
"No, it will tell you. β
Ye Wushuang was too lazy to talk nonsense, his figure moved, and the ancient sword in his hand also moved, and the eternal sword light gradually bloomed.
"You're looking for death!"
Seeing this, Yan Zhishan's suppressed killing intent burst out in an instant, and he immediately sacrificed an ancient mirror, and with a wave of one hand, one after another dark beams of light shot out extremely quickly.
Soul Destroying Mirror!
Zhuo Wenjun's eyes sank, and he reminded Ye Wushuang: "This is the Soul Destroying Mirror, and the Soul Destroying Light emitted has great damage to the Divine Soul!"
At this time, Ye Wushuang had already stepped out, and the Tai Chi rune seal was sacrificed, easily blocking the light of soul destruction!
Bang!
Ye Wushuang's body rose from the ground, like a world-shattering god of war, crossed the Taiji rune and trampled towards Yan Zhi Mountain!
Look for death!
Seeing this, the three young men on the side smashed towards Ye Wushuang with a single fist, collapsing the void, and the sea of Dao marks spread surgingly.
"Get out!"
Ye Wushuang held a sword in his hand, trembling incessantly, and the brilliant eternal sword light raged out, like a shocking sword net.
Bang bang bang!
The sea of Dao marks was broken, and the three of them were cut off one after another, leaving an indelible scar on their bodies, and the blood could not be stopped.
Immediately, Ye Wushuang leaned down and rushed towards Yan Zhishan.
Yan Zhishan immediately put the Soul Destroying Mirror horizontally on his chest, the Soul Destroying Mirror cannot attack, but it can also defend!
"Broken!"
The moment he rushed over, the ancient sword was raised, and a cloud of sword light slammed into the Soul Destroying Realm, and the sound of bang bang kept sounding.
The Soul Exterminating Mirror is the top-level existence of the Saint Dao Soldier, and its defense is amazing, and ordinary attacks can't break through it at all!
"You can't break through my defenses, give me death. β
Yan Zhishan smiled coldly, the traces of the Great Dao on his body were injected into it, and the light of soul destroying flickered, sending out a threat that made the gods and souls tremble.
"It's just a piece of broken copper and iron, break it for me!"
Ye Wushuang was disdainful, and smashed it with a fist, and the two traces of heaven were blessed, and it smashed on the soul destroying mirror with a bang.
Immediately, under Yan Zhishan's stunned expression, the Soul Destroying Mirror shattered.
Bang!
The terrifying concussive force sent Yan Zhishan flying out and smashing to the ground, and before he could get up, one foot stepped on his body.
Burst!
The mouthful of blood that pressed against his throat also spurted out instantly.
"What is it to bully a group of women, you can't even stop the power of my punch, waste!"
Ye Wushuang looked down on Yan Zhishan indifferently.
"You're going to die, you're going to die miserably, and I won't let you go. Yan Zhishan's face was stained with blood, and his face was full of hideous killing intent.
"Do you think you still have a chance? β
Ye Wushuang's indifferent face suddenly bloomed with a smile.
"Do you still want to kill me?"
Yan Zhishan roared.
"As a student of Kun Academy, you are a prisoner and stealing from yourself, framing your classmates, and wanting to put them to death, and your heart is vicious, as you said, you will be expelled from the Holy Courtyard at the lightest, and you will be executed at the worst, your sin is enough to kill you a hundred times, why can't I kill you. β
Ye Wushuang said indifferently.
"Hahaha, you're so naΓ―ve, you're a student, you can't punish me. β
Yan Zhishan laughed hideously.
"I can't punish you, why did you punish others before, now that you can, why can't I. β
Ye Wushuang also laughed, the smile was very strong and cold!
Zhuo Wenjun, Su Jiaojiao, Jin Fatzi, Feng Hao, they all felt it from Yan Zhishan himself, and the coldness under that smile!
"Don't!"
Zhuo Wenjun shouted almost in a ten-thousandth of an instant, ready to stop Ye Wushuang.
But.
Ye Wushuang's sword was faster.
Burst!
The ancient sword pierced Yan Zhishan's body.
Yes!
Yan Zhishan screamed, finally realized the pain, realized the fear, with his eldest brother Yan Xingmad, he never knew what fear was?
But now, Ye Wushuang told him in the most practical way.
Yan Zhishan did not die.
However, the foundation of his dantian was broken, the avenue was cut off, and the people were abolished.
The pupils of the crowd shrank suddenly, and they were only afraid of Ye Wushuang, and they would kill whatever they killed, even if they knew Yan Zhishan's identity, they still stabbed the sword into Yan Zhishan's body domineeringly.
"Ye Wushuang, you will die a miserable death!"
Yan Zhishan's eyes were resentful, he was ruined by Ye Wushuang.
"Whether it will be miserable, I don't know, but I know that from now on, you will be a waste, and without your brother, you will be even more miserable. β
Ye Wushuang's eyes were calm and fearless, and he poured out one word: "Get out!"
With a single pick of the ancient sword, Yan Zhishan's body flew into the distance.
"It's over!"
The faces of the three young men who were cut off by Ye Wushuang were even paler, Yan Zhishan was abolished, and his brother would definitely be brought out, Yan Xingmad, the third person in the Kunlun list!
The three of them climbed in a row and ran in the direction where Yan Zhishan flew.
Behind him, the eyes of all the students in Class C were staring at Ye Wushuang, domineering and frivolous, indifferent to killing, and even fearless!
"Why don't you stop. β
Zhuo Wenjun also stared at Ye Wushuang.
"For an apology. β
Ye Wushuang put away the ancient sword and said lightly, but it made everyone's hearts tremble, apologizing for one, almost crazy, this is Ye Wushuang?
Su Jiaojiao's and the girls also trembled, in order to apologize to them, Ye Wushuang abolished Yan Zhishan, how could they be?
At this moment, the eyes of everyone in the first class of the third grade who looked at Ye Wushuang changed!
Ye Wushuang is domineering, but the domineering makes them have nothing to say!
Zhuo Wenjun was also silent for a moment, and said, "Do you know the result of abolishing him, his brother is Yan Xingmad, a strong man who has condensed the Holy Spirit Law Body!"
"So what?" Ye Wushuang turned his head and said calmly: "He framed my friend, wanted to put her to death, and even wanted to kill me, I abolished him, is it wrong?"
"No, but ......"
Zhuo Wenjun responded, and before he could continue, he was interrupted by Ye Wushuang: "Since there is none, then it will be done!"
Shaking his head, Ye Wushuang shouted to Su Jiaojiao, "Let's go!"
After speaking, he walked away, and Zhuo Wenjun opened his mouth several times to say something, but found that he couldn't say it.
"Do you know why you have been stuck in the eightfold realm of the sages, because you have too many worries and your state of mind is limited. β
Ye Wushuang paused for a moment, then turned his head and said something to Zhuo Wenjun.
Zhuo Wenjun's body trembled, obviously, Ye Wushuang had touched her secret.
Sage Yae, she did stay for too long, but how did Ye Wushuang know?
There are too many worries and a limited state of mind, is this the reason?
Zhuo Wenjun thought for a while, looked up at Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang's figure gradually faded in front of him, and there was only a trace of slaughter echoing in the Medicine King Palace!