Chapter 7485: : Mr. Ye is invincible!
The roar of the fat senior Youzun resounded throughout the dead silence of heaven and earth like a cuckoo crying blood!
"The only two legendary false gods in the southern battlefield are 'Tianlang', but now he has no skills at all!"
"No! This guy is not Tianlang at all!"
"It's not any of the two legendary false gods known to Yiheyu!"
"who is he??"
"Who is he?"
"Where did it come from??"
The fat senior Youzun's head was about to burst at this moment, his heart was full of shock, anger and trembling, and his words were incoherent!
"Yiheyu, has a brand-new second-level legendary false **** been born??" At this moment, in the other direction, the high-level Youzun who was like a spear also let out a trembling horrified roar and stared at it intently. Ye Wuque!
It's not just them.
The two senior warriors in Yiheyu, who were covered in blood, were also filled with shock and disbelief at this time, but they were followed by incomparable surprise and excitement.
Especially when they saw the big sleeves fluttering and the big sharp blade like a divine soldier, their faces turned red with excitement!
"Master Sharp Blade!"
The sharp blade is like a storm coming, sweeping across the sky and the earth.
"All the gods of Yiheyu obey the orders and defend and fight. With Brother Ye and me here, you will no longer be in any danger."
"Kill all these Jiuyou bastards!"
The roar of the sharp blade resounded like thunder, echoing clearly in the ears of every Yiheyu spirit.
"kill!"
"Hahahaha! Lord Sharp Blade is here! Lord Ye who stands above the nine heavens is a second-level legendary false god!"
"A double legendary false **** just like Lord Tianlang!"
"Jiuyou Zazai's strength has been suppressed by 30%!"
"There is always a way out!"
"Kill them all!"
…
For a moment, the gods in Yiheyu felt happy as if they had returned from **** to heaven.
The fighting spirit is boiling!
Keep moving forward!
One by one, without any hesitation, they rushed to kill the Nine Nether Gods who were already in chaos.
At the level of gods, even a 10% difference in combat power is fatal, let alone a full 30% difference in combat power. It is simply a one-sided killing.
Above the nine heavens.
Ye Wuque looked down at the entire battlefield, his eyes flickering slightly.
Seeing the Yiheyu Spirit who was originally in a desperate situation, each one of them was like a chicken blood, killing the enemy without fear. No one hesitated or was afraid. Instead, they were extremely excited and filled with murderous intent.
Ye Wuque realized something.
"The significance and power of the 'strategic level' double legendary pseudo-god on a large-scale battlefield is even more incredible than I imagined!"
It's like a magic needle that fixes the sea!
On the battlefield below, the situation instantly turned to Yiheyu's side.
Five hundred thousand Nine Nether Spirits were originally surrounded and killed, but now they were reunited!
Under the shadow of the world projection, the strong suppression of 30% of the combat power allows each of the Yiheyu gods to fight one against three, with unparalleled bravery.
In addition, with the addition of a "unparalleled false god" like Sharp Blade, the scene was simply...
The five fingers of the sharp-edged hands were put together and turned directly into a palm knife. A cold silver light shone on it, cutting across the void, forming two silver swords each with a size of ten thousand feet!
Poof! Tear!
The silver sword light cut through the void, and wherever it passed, countless Nine Nether gods were cut off at the waist, dripping with blood, and screamed sadly.
Hundreds of Nine Nether Spirits died in the hands of the sharp blade in an instant!
The tyranny of the unparalleled false god, put here, is completely a dimensionality reduction attack.
at the same time!
Swish, swish, swish!
In the battlefield, those Yiheyu gods who had been seriously injured in the battle and were in critical condition and were not suitable for fighting anymore suddenly disappeared from the place one by one.
In a void outside the battlefield, they appeared collectively again and temporarily left the battlefield.
These Yiheyu gods were stunned for a moment, and then each of them showed an excited smile of sudden realization and joy.
"Move!"
"This is Master Ye who moved us directly! Protect our safety!"
"It feels so good! This feeling is so good!"
"I never thought that one day, our Eighth Legion would be able to enjoy the care of a 'strategic level' existence! It's so exciting!"
"Master Ye is invincible!"
…
The nearly Wan Yi Heyu gods here have all been injured and seriously injured, but at this time, all of them are in high spirits and extremely excited.
Among them, the senior warrior who had one of his arms bitten off was also among them.
At this time, the senior war master said loudly: "Quick! Take the time to heal! In case Master Ye and Master Sharp Blade need us to fight again!"
Inside the battlefield.
There are fewer Yiheyu gods, but Jiuyou gods have fallen into an absolute disadvantage.
Broken limbs and broken arms are spread everywhere in red.
The dripping black blood made this place look like hell.
Within the scope of the "world projection" of the second legendary false god, it brings boundless despair to the enemy.
A spirit named Jiuyou was killed so powerfully that he couldn't even escape.
Ye Wuque, who was above the nine heavens, turned his eyes at this moment and suddenly stared at a place below. His eyes instantly became cold and he took a step forward.
When it appears again!
Suddenly he came to the fat senior Youzun.
The fat senior Youzun suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning, and the fat accumulated on his pale face and became distorted!
"W-who are you?"
"Yiheyu doesn't have a second-level legendary false **** like you!"
With his voice hoarse, the fat senior Youzun roared, and the fat all over his body trembled.
Ye Wuque walked over slowly and said coldly: "Do you like to eat flesh and blood?"
The fat senior Youzun's face trembled, and he was filled with infinite fear.
But Ye Wuque soon disappeared.
Poof!
"Ahhh!!"
The shrill and painful howl sounded!
One of the fat senior Youzun's arms was torn off alive.
now.
One hand directly pressed the back of the head of the fat senior Youzun, and Ye Wuque's figure appeared again!
He held his **** arm, and under the frightened and desperate eyes of the fat senior Youzun, he stuffed his arm directly into its mouth!
"Then I'll let you enjoy it!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! No...no...ahhh..." The fat senior Youzun desperately wanted to resist, but its huge power was like a child in front of Ye Wuque, not to mention that the back of his head was pressed!
The whole **** arm was forcefully stuffed in by Ye Wuque.
Then the other arm!
Left leg!
Right leg!
Finally, this fat senior Youzun trembled violently and completely stopped moving!
It's dead!
His eyes were wide open, his face full of fear and despair.
Struggling to death by his own flesh and blood.
He died a miserable death.
Shaking off the blood stains on his hands, Ye Wuque showed no expression.
now.
In the entire battlefield, more than half of the 500,000 Nine Nether Gods have been suppressed and killed!
Of course, among the merits of the sharp blade, he alone is worth an army, which is completely like a tiger among the sheep.
"Master Ye!"
"Master Sharp Blade!"
At this time, the remaining senior Yiheyu war master suddenly roared loudly and his tone was extremely urgent.
"Our legion leader, we alone led away three Jiuyou's feudal lords Youshen! Went in the direction of the 'Black Hole of Disaster'!"
"Please two adults, please save the Legion Commander!"
There was deep pleading in the voice of the senior war master.
Sharp Blade and Ye Wuque naturally heard it immediately.
Sharp Blade immediately looked at Ye Wuque.
Ye Wuque responded directly.
"rest assured."
He looked in the direction of the "Black Hole of Disaster", closed his eyes and began to perceive, the world projection expanded rapidly.
"It's not too far."
"found it."
Ye Wuque opened his eyes, and he could easily estimate that the disaster black hole was also within the scope of his world projection.
Even if he leaves here temporarily, it will not affect the suppression situation here.
brush!
In the next moment, Ye Wuque's figure disappeared from the place.
When he appeared in the void again, the surroundings had become quiet.
Ahead, there are countless "black holes" intertwined in the starry sky, full of visual impact, it is the "black hole of disaster".
The world is shrouded in projection!
For Ye Wuque, it really was an instant arrival.
Look at a place within the black hole of disaster.
Ye Wuque immediately saw the four figures fighting.
exactly!
It's three against one.
The one being surrounded and killed in the middle was already covered in blood, and the one in danger was none other than the commander of the Eighth Legion, the Marquis of War, "Shifanghou"!
