Apex War God - Chapter 542

[Chapter 542: Purple Moon Love]

That Tianjiao let out a ferocious expression, urging his natural power to twist Yang Wu into blood.

Talents and potentials have their own advantages and disadvantages. Whether it is a small talent or a big talent, as long as it is used properly, it can kill people invisible.

The Golden Silkworm Beam of this Tianjiao is a small talent, but it contains the power of killing. Once he is close to him, even warriors with higher realms than him will be killed by him.

When many Tianjiao watched Yang Wu being bound by strands of golden silk, they couldn’t help secretly applauding: “Good!”

If Tianjiao hadn’t been threatening to get injured, it would have been difficult to capture Yang Wu.

The roots of the golden silk are like sharp knives. When it shrinks, it seems to be punished by thousands of cuts, and it can twist anyone into blood.

It’s just that if Yang Wu died so easily, it would be difficult for him to bear the title of “First Heavenly King”.

Peng!

Suddenly, a blue flame rose from Yang Wu’s body. This fire contained extraordinary power and had the power to incinerate everything. It burned the golden silk as thin as a thread in an instant.

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“Damn it, my golden silk is invulnerable to water and fire, even ordinary sky fire, how could it be broken.” The Tianjiao said in a panic. He felt bad and wanted to retreat. Yang Wu’s palm was already facing His chest imprinted past.

boom!

The heart guard on this Tianjiao was shattered, and the domineering force penetrated into his heart, shattering his heart, and this Tianjiao died on the spot.

Originally, Yang Wu only wanted to hurt him, not kill him, but the other party had the intention to kill him, so he had to be sent to hell.

It’s a pity that this Tianjiao who had just been promoted to the Tianyu realm fell like this.

This Tianjiao did not come from a powerful force, but just a casual cultivator. After his death, not many people stood up for him, but it became an excuse for everyone to blame Yang Wu.

“Zhuzi, what should you do!” A deacon of the Zixiao Temple jumped up and shouted.

This is a top Tianyu realm powerhouse, he is very powerful, his eyes are staring at Yang Wu like two lightning bolts, wishing to kill Yang Wu on the spot and tear him apart.

This deacon had a proud disciple who entered the broken space, but he heard Lei Xuyang said that he had been killed by Yang Wu, and he hated Yang Wu to the bone.

“Old man, why am I guilty?” Yang Wu was like a stunned young man, completely unaware of avoiding the front, and retorted to the other party.

“It doesn’t matter whether you are the number one heavenly king or not, you should kill the revenge of all the disciples of my palace.” The deacon of Zixiao Palace said coldly, and slapped Yang Wu from the air. When it falls, the sky is turbulent, and all the profound energy in a radius of several miles falls into this palm, and the majesty of the world is unfathomable.

Yang Wu felt suffocated instantly, and just as he was about to open his soul eyes, Zi Yuyue soared into the sky, rushed between the two with lightning speed, and blocked the deacon, she said: “Deacon Cheng , if you want to kill him, kill me first, he killed all senior brothers for me.”

“Yuyue (Holy Maiden), get out of the way.” Yang Wu and the deacon of Zixiao Hall called out at the same time.

“Brother Wu, I’m really glad to see you again, but you killed so many senior brothers of mine, so let me pay for your crime with my life.” Zi Yuyue turned her head and said to Yang Wu with a smile.

Yang Wu’s heart was pierced, he rushed forward and said, “No, they asked for all of this.”

Yang Wu didn’t want to embarrass Zi Yuyue at first, but the people from Zixiao Palace deceived others too much, and some people from Zixiao Palace came to Daxia, trying to break his relationship with Zi Yuyue. The reason why the temple has no good impression.

He defeated Lei Xuyang first, and then killed the people in Zixiao Temple, so that there were more obstacles between him and Zi Yuyue. It would be extremely difficult for him to overcome these obstacles.

Zi Yuyue is willing to use her life to resolve the grievances between Yang Wu and Zixiao Palace, but in fact she wants to protect Yang Wu and the Yang family. Yang Wu has great potential, but compared with Zixiao Palace, it is not worth mentioning at all, even if a saint is in Everything in front of Zixiao Temple can be easily erased.

“Saint, don’t be arrogant.” The deacon of Zixiao Temple said in a deep voice, and then he said to another deacon: “Junior brother, don’t take the saint down yet.”

Another deacon of the Zixiao Temple flew up to take Zi Yuyue away, but Zi Yuyue said softly again: “Listen to me first, or I will immediately kill myself in front of you.”

Zi Yuyue’s tone was full of determination, and she didn’t give herself the slightest leeway at all.

Zi Yuyue is half a year younger than Yang Wu. She has always been simple, kind, and mischievous. She used to be obsessed with following Yang Wu, but she is very elf in front of others. No one can take her. Cheap.

Yang Wu was furious because of her, and killed the disciple of Zixiao Palace. At that time, she was injured and couldn’t stop her. Being in the middle is the hardest thing to be a human being.

The people in Zixiao Palace heard what Zi Yuyue said, and they all stopped in fright. They knew that Zi Yuyue’s status in Zixiao Palace was higher than that of Lei Xuyang. If she died, They were afraid that they would all have to be buried with her.

“Yuyue, how can you be worthy of the dead juniors by doing this?” Lei Xuyang rushed up to question.

“I’m dead, just to give them the best explanation.” Zi Yuyue said resolutely.

“Slug, don’t talk nonsense!” Yang Wu said loudly, and then he said: “What will Zixiao Temple do to calm down, I, Yang Wu, will continue, I don’t want you to make things difficult.”

As a man, Yang Wu naturally didn’t want Zi Yuyue to die for him, and he didn’t want her to die either, but if he wanted to resolve the grievances of Zixiao Palace, it depended on the other party’s conditions.

Lei Xuyang answered, “Your death is the best confession.”

Yang Wu squinted his eyes and looked at Lei Xuyang and said, “I haven’t lived enough.”

“Then can you resurrect my juniors?”

“If they didn’t accuse me indiscriminately and were going to kill me, why would I kill them?”

“No matter what, if you kill them, you have to die.”

“Enough, Brother Wu is not to blame for this matter.” Zi Yuyue glared at Lei Xuyang and shouted, she turned her head to look at Yang Wu and said softly: “Brother Wu, I am very happy to see you again, but my senior brothers I made you unhappy, I apologize to you, would you forgive them, okay?”

The people in Zixiao Temple looked bad.

Is this their saint?

Their Tianjiao were all killed by Yang Wu, and she even apologized to Yang Wu and flattered Yang Wu so much, what’s going on?

Usually, they all know that this saint has a good personality, but if they really want to offend her, she is not such a talkative person. What happened today?

Yang Wu didn’t answer, and rushed over to Zi Yuyue in distress.

Zi Yuyue said again: “Brother Wu, don’t come here, I will die if you come here.”

She continued to press her to death, Yang Wu had to stop.

“Yuyue, you can do whatever you want, don’t do anything stupid.” Yang Wu said reassuringly.

“Hey, I still like you to call me a slug.” Zi Yuyue smiled, and then she said: “Today, I am the saint of Zixiao Palace, and you killed my people in Zixiao Palace because of me. , all the consequences will be borne by me, everyone, give me a testimony, I die, my brother Wu lives!”

The people around were moved when they heard Zi Yuyue’s words. How could they have so many sons and daughters in their cultivating generation, all for the pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts and the way of longevity. Here, the relationship between children and daughters is strong, and many forces feel that Zixiao Palace has chosen the wrong saint.

“Saint, talk about this matter carefully, don’t be impulsive.” Deacon Cheng of Zixiao Temple said.

“Yuyue, do you think they will let me go after you die? Come with me, I promise I can take you out of here.” Yang Wu said confidently.

“Brother Wu, don’t worry. I’m dead. Someone will protect my last wish.” Zi Yuyue said firmly. The next moment, she decisively took out a short dagger and stabbed it towards her heart. Fu: “Brother Wu, farewell!”

“Don’t!” Yang Wu and the people from Zixiao Palace exclaimed in unison, they all wanted to stop Zi Yuyue, but they didn’t have time to do so.

No one else could have imagined that Zi Yuyue had such courage to commit suicide, and they couldn’t help but feel awe in their hearts.

Fortunately, a ray of holy light enveloped Zi Yuyue, and an old voice sounded: “Why is Yuyue girl so overwhelmed, this elder is here to make decisions for you.”

As the voice fell, the dagger in Zi Yuyue’s hand turned into powder, and it didn’t hurt her at all. She looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared beside her, and immediately saluted: “Meet the holy old man.”

This middle-aged man is indeed a holy elder in Zixiao Temple. His voice is very old, but he does not look old at all. He is only forty or fifty years old. There are strands of white hair hanging down on the left and right temples, and the actual age is far beyond the appearance.

Whether it is the people from Zixiao Temple or the arrogance of other forces, they all have to salute. This is a genuine old saint, not a little saint in the realm of dragon transformation.

“Girl Yuyue, tell me, your great-grandfather asked me to watch over you so that nothing would happen to you. Why did you commit suicide today? If I hadn’t discovered it in time, you child would have left.” To put it mildly, none of the majesty of a saint was revealed.

Zi Yuyue told the whole story with great aggrievedness, without embellishment or exaggeration, she cried herself while talking.

After the elder of Zixiao Palace listened, he couldn’t help looking at Yang Wu.

In an instant, Yang Wu felt as if the light of the sun and the moon were pressing towards him, shining so brightly that he couldn’t open his eyes, and the invisible momentum made him suffocate, feeling that the other party was like a giant, looking down at him, And he is just a small grain of sand, completely ignored by others.

“Is this the power of a saint?” Yang Wu sighed in his heart.

“Are you from the Palace of the King of Hades?” The holy voice rang out, asking the original heart.

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[End of this Chapter]