This golden stab is so deep, so accurate, Zhang Yunyang has not fallen to the ground, he has died of anger!

Wu Fusheng and Chen Yuqing were all shocked, and Qi Qi exclaimed: "No~~~!" ”

It's a pity that things in the world are like iron and stone, and when they happen, it's even harder to change!

Chen Yuqing couldn't have imagined that Zhang Yunyang would die so firmly!

She told Chen Yuqing clearly that even if she died, she would never be with Chen Yuqing!

Chen Yuqing lost his mind in an instant, and the extreme anger made him go crazy like a mad dog: "Okay! Good! Good! Case! I'll send you husband and wife on the road together! Wu Fusheng! You can die for me, too! ”

The golden stick rolled up a storm of black ink, and rushed towards Wu Fusheng headlessly!

Wu Fusheng's face was like ashes, but in the desperate death, he faintly had three points of pleasure!

Husband and wife die together, on Huangquan Road, they are not lonely after all!

A golden thunderbolt with a thickness of several zhang burst out from between the two thick dark clouds, zigzags and turns, and spread to the earth like the roots of a tree!

This thunder is swift and fierce, spectacular and silent!

The golden thunder and lightning crossed the sky one after another, and slammed into a big iron rod that towered more than ten feet in the ring!

The big iron rod was stacked downward, divided into dozens of long wires, and hung down two feet above Wu Fusheng's head!

The golden thunder light precipitated from the wire and converged on the wind and thunder stick that Wu Fusheng held high!

This more than foot-long wind and thunder stick seemed to have some magical power, and sucked in all the golden wires that bloomed from dozens of iron wires!

The golden thunder light passed through the wind thunder stick, like a huge thunder dragon, and swallowed Wu Fusheng's entire person!

This golden thunder is like a fish meeting water, and like a bee meeting a flower, raging, rushing, wandering, and jumping everywhere in Wu Fusheng's body!

Wu Fusheng let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and the whole person turned into a golden thunder man, and under the powerful voltage and electromagnetic action, he slowly flew off the ground and was suspended in mid-air!

Chen Yuqing, who came with the black storm, approached Wu Fusheng's three feet away, and was reprimanded by Jin Lei Voltage, exclaimed, and tumbled back to the ring!

Chen Yuqing turned over and jumped up, looking at the golden thunder man in the air in front of him in a daze, I don't know why!

Wu Fusheng's golden eyes were shining brightly, staring at Chen Yuqing, and roared angrily: "You give me - death!" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, a golden thunderbolt the thickness of a thumb came out of his mouth, coming from Chen Yuqing's face!

Chen Yuqing didn't dare to slack off, and the wind and rain were so strong that the thirteenth style stick method was fully displayed, intending to block this blow of golden heavenly thunder!

It's a pity, how can the limit of manpower be hard to shake the sky?

'Boom' exploded, and the golden stick seemed to have turned into paper paste, grass, and clay at this time, and the moment it came into contact with the golden thunder, it exploded into thousands of pieces and scattered in all directions!

Chen Yuqing, whose fragments collapsed, was full of face, and the golden heavenly thunder was inexhaustible, and in an instant, Chen Yuqing's hands were scorched black, and his power was exhausted!

The black demonic qi on Chen Yuqing's body, when it encounters this thunder light, it is like mist seeing sunlight, dissolving and dissolving, and it can't play the role of protecting himself at all!

The sky thunders and lightning, the righteousness of Haoran, and the evil atmosphere is overcome!

Chen Yuqing's cape was scattered by thunder, his face was black, very embarrassed, he stood up extremely unconvinced, raised his hands high, and shouted at Wu Fusheng: "Wu Fusheng! With your ability, you also want to kill the old man? Wish for the moon! The old man is immortal, immortal, immortal! Is it the last god in this world, you mortals, who pretend to borrow a little bit of heavenly power, and also want to kill gods? Amusing! Alas! Lamentable! Wait until your strength is exhausted! The old man will definitely cramp and peel your skin, suck blood and refine your bones, and break your soul! I'm going to make you die, you can't live! ”

When Chen Yuqing said this, his voice suddenly changed to the gloomy tone of the old fox, a long beard grew on his face, his ears became sharper and longer, the yellow hair on his whole body skyrocketed, and the black qi surged, as if Chen Yuqing had retreated into his body, and the old demon fox in his body came out to control the body!

Wu Fusheng's eyes in mid-air were uncertain, he glanced at Chen Yuqing coldly, put his hands together, charged for a moment, and suddenly released it, a golden thunder with a thick water tank was like a hemp bag, and Chen Yuqing's entire figure was packed into it!

After a few breaths, the dazzling thunder finally slowly dissipated, Wu Fusheng's blow was sent out with all his strength, and most of the thunder energy on his body was consumed, and finally he could no longer be suspended in mid-air and landed on the stage!

The golden thunder light on his body slowly diffused, and the remaining small part was converging into his body!

Wu Fusheng glared at the place where Chen Yuqing had been standing, only to see that the place was empty, only a large pile of black ashes and a few swarthy bones remained!

Chen Yuqing has been turned into ashes under this thunder!

The big raindrops of soybeans finally fell down, and Wu Fusheng's face hurt!

Wu Fusheng looked up at the raindrops falling densely in the sky, and his heart was a little woody, and he didn't have the pleasure of killing the great enemy of life at all.

The water on his face flowed, I don't know if it was tears of pain, or the rain that fell?

Wu Fusheng slowly leaned down and hugged the person he loved so much into his arms!

Zhang Yunyang's death not only buried his life, but also their children!

If she died, what good would she do if she killed all the people in the world?

Wu Fusheng, who was in deep grief, felt something abnormal behind him, turned his head to look, and was suddenly shocked in his heart!

I saw that Chen Yuqing's ashes and bones had been scattered under the washing of the rain, but at this time, I don't know what force drove them, they turned into a black ball!

The black ball tumbled and rolled, and there was endless black gas gushing out of it!

The black qi condensed in mid-air, slowly condensing into the outline of a person!

Look at the face of the person condensed by the black qi, it is Chen Yuqing!

Looking at the speed at which the black qi is condensed, it won't take half a pillar of incense time, I'm afraid that Chen Yuqing will really be resurrected on the spot!

Wu Fusheng really wants to repeat the old trick and try to see if this Chen Yuqing really can't die!

But he knew in his heart that just now, by great coincidence, he borrowed some power of heavenly thunder with the method of wind and thunder rectification and lightning avoidance black jade, and only then did he destroy Chen Yuqing!

But the golden lightning strike just now has actually hit his body and internal organs into serious injuries, he is just holding on now, after a while, the thunder energy is completely dissipated, he has to vomit blood and fall to the ground, where is there still the ability to fight with Chen Yuqing again?

Wu Fusheng glanced at Chen Yuqing, who was gradually taking shape, with great resentment, picked up Zhang Yunyang's corpse, and with the remaining thunder in his body, he jumped up, up and down, and rushed out of the whirlwind around the ring, and his body shook a few more times, disappearing into the wilderness like a phantom!

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Wu Fusheng buried Zhang Yunyang outside Longyin County, on the riverside mountain where he first met Zhang Yunyang, cut a wooden board, and wrote: The tomb of his beloved wife Zhang Yunyang.

Looking at the crooked tombstone engraved in front of him, he burst into tears.

From acquaintance to love to separation, scene by scene, light and shadow like a dream, slowly flowing through my mind like water.

He couldn't help crying, he hated that he didn't listen to Yun Yang's words at the beginning, he hated himself for not listening to Yun Yang's words later, he hated himself for never hearing Yun Yang's words.

It was pouring rain and pouring down.

It seemed to be a moment of silence for her, and it seemed that the heavens were laughing at him.

Now, everything, rich and prosperous, glorious and glorious, has turned into clouds, and finally turned into nothing under the scorching sun.

Once upon a time, so brilliant, but what's the point?

He is now seriously injured, and even if he can recover from his injuries, what can he do?

His Wind Thunder Stick was shattered, and even if he had it in his hand, he would never be the monster's opponent again.

This life ends here, right?

Master Lei Shiyong's words flashed through his mind like lightning when he accepted him as an apprentice: "A person's life is like climbing a mountain, reaching the peak, there is an abyss in all directions, if you get to that time, you must find a way out as soon as possible, so as not to fall to pieces!" Do you remember? ”