All of this was seen by Helian Yanguang, who was hiding not far away.

Moreover, Huang Qingtian had a walk-around device hidden on his body, and the conversation between him and Duanmu Wenhao could be heard clearly by Helian Yanguang.

This is Huang Qingtian using his life as a bet, Helian Yanguang naturally did not dare to have any slackness, and watched tightly, trying to find out the flaws of Duanmu Wenhao.

He had also persuaded Huang Qingtian, but how could he stop what Huang Qingtian had already decided?

Besides, Huang Qingtian was willing to give his life to create opportunities for Qin Yan, and this friendship also made Helian Yanguang admire. At Huang Qingtian's insistence, he also gave up the idea of persuading him and chose to support him.

Knowing that he couldn't do it, it wasn't because Huang Qingtian was stupid, but because he had no choice.

Huang Qingtian is indeed a rare genius in a hundred years, and under the urging of the secret art of the Wumen, he was able to seriously injure Duanmu Wenhao, which is extraordinary. And he didn't choose to escape at this time, because he hadn't seen Duanmu Wenhao's flaws yet. If you leave like this, won't it be a failure?

He did not hesitate to use the secret technique to such an extent, and he was already risking his own life. Even if Duanmu Wenhao didn't kill him, he would not be able to escape death.

Back then, if he hadn't been punished by undercover heaven, the position of the master of the Heavenly Gate would have belonged to him without exception. With his talent and wisdom, the development of Tianmen will inevitably be greater. However, for the sake of Tianmen, he gave up his personal honor and disgrace and gave up everything. And now, when Tianmen was in danger again, he still did not hesitate to step forward.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the Optimus Prime of Heaven.

The battle between him and Duanmu Wenhao has entered a white-hot level.

Under the urging of the secret art of the witch gate, the two seem to be on a par, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

However, Huang Qingtian gradually felt overwhelmed. forcibly urged the secret technique of the witch sect, and used it to such an extent, the bone meridians in his body were severely damaged, and every inch was painful.

As the minutes passed, the effect of the secret art gradually weakened. When the time came, he ran out of oil. Therefore, Huang Qingtian's desperate crazy attack, in an instant, as if he had the upper hand, forced Duanmu Wenhao to retreat step by step.

"I know, I know!"

Under his repeated attacks, Duanmu Wenhao finally revealed his flaws.

"What do you know?" Duanmu Wenhao frowned slightly.

"I know where the flaws in your Nine Turns Divine Skill are......?

Before Huang Qingtian's words fell, Duanmu Wenhao suddenly stepped up and crushed his throat with one finger.

Huang Qingtian whimpered, but he couldn't speak anymore. His heart was in a hurry, at the cost of his life, he finally found the cover door of the Nine Turns Divine Skill, and he must find a way to tell Helian Yanguang. However, at this time, he couldn't speak, if there was no way to convey the news to Helian Yanguang, wouldn't he be dead without the slightest value?

"Unfortunately, it was too late. Duanmu Wenhao laughed coldly and slammed his fist hard.

The sequelae of Huang Qingtian's urging of the secret technique of the Wumen attacked, and the true qi disappeared in an instant, and the bone meridians all over the body were in pain. At this time, it was difficult for him to even move his fingers, let alone resist Duanmu Wenhao's attack.

"Bang!"

Huang Qingtian's chest was hit hard by Duanmu Wenhao's punch, and his internal organs were immediately hit hard. The whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

Slowly walking in front of Huang Qingtian, Duanmu Wenhao sighed: "You say, why are you doing this? If you are willing to take refuge in me, why will you end up like this? If you die, even if they are sad, it will only be short-lived. After a while, who will remember you?"

Huang Qingtian whimpered and wanted to speak, but because his throat was crushed, he couldn't speak at all. With his strong willpower, he tried his best to stay awake, hung his last breath, and tried hard to inform Helian Yanguang of the information he had exchanged for his life.

Only in this way can one's own death be worthwhile.

"You can go on the road with peace of mind, it won't be long before I will send Qin Yan and them down to accompany you. If you walk a little slower on the Huangquan Road, you won't feel lonely. Duanmu Wenhao sighed silently.

In fact, he admires Huang Qingtian very much.

Because Huang Qingtian is very similar to him in many places, seeing Huang Qingtian is like seeing him when he was young. It's a pity that Huang Qingtian has always refused to give in to him. Otherwise, why did it end up like this?

Appreciation is appreciation, but he knows that since Huang Qingtian refuses to submit to him, it is a threat and a scourge. He can only kill him.

The voice fell, and Duanmu Wenhao pointed down.

"Poof", true qi, directly through his heart.

Huang Qingtian was killed on the spot.

A generation of heroes, the pride of the sky, has come to an end.

Some are sighing, some are embarrassing.

"Boom!"

The sky suddenly resounded with a thunderclap.

The sky was originally clear, but suddenly dark clouds covered the top, and the rain fell heavily.

It seems that God is also grieving for his death. Heavy rain saw him off, thunder, like firecrackers, sent him to heaven.

Looking at Huang Qingtian's corpse, Duanmu Wenhao turned around and left.

"Poof!"

Duanmu Wenhao couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Wiping the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Duanmu Wenhao was secretly surprised, fortunately, his nine-turn divine skill had reached the realm of the fourth turn, otherwise, I am afraid it would be really difficult to resist the attack of Huang Qingtian. It's just that Qin Yan and Helian Yanguang are not there, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get out easily, right?

After all, he underestimated Huang Qingtian a little, but he didn't expect him to be able to exert the secret art of the Wumen to such a realm.

It is a power that is exchanged for burning lives, and although it is powerful, it cannot last long. And to practice this secret art to such an extent is something that is also very human. Even if it was Yan Xiwei, the master of the Wumen Sect back then, he couldn't do this.

After Duanmu Wenhao left, Helian Yanguang rushed over and picked up Huang Qingtian.

"Optimus, Optimus!" Helian Yanguang's voice was a little hoarse.

He is not a person who is good at expressing his emotions, but at this moment, it is difficult to hide the sorrow in his heart.

Huang Qingtian slowly opened his eyes, and a low voice came out of his throat. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't, his eyes were fixed on him, as if he wanted to say something.

At this time, he was already running out of oil, and he was completely supported by his strong willpower.

Huang Qingtian slowly spread out his palms.