Chapter 1687
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「Bang！」
Wuhua had already become a waste and couldn’t avoid Ye Qiu’s attack at all. He was stepped on and his body fell to the ground with a loud crash.
Click！
Youdaoplaceholder0 bones on Wuhua’s body were broken. His body was almost broken, and he was kicked by Ye Qiu again adding injury to injury. Coupled with the complete destruction of his cultivation base, he struggled several times but couldn’t get up from the ground.
「Aren’t you invincible in the same realm？ Stand up and fight again！」
Ye Qiu’s face was full of indifference, and he stepped on Wuhua again.
「Puff！」
Blood spurted out of Wuhua’s mouth.
「Is the Buddha son of the Great Thunderclap Temple amazing？ Isn’t he still trampled under my feet.」
Bang！
Ye Qiu followed with another kick.
In an instant, Wuhua’s body was broken in two, blood splashed, and bone debris flew around, which was horrible to see.
However, Wuhua did not die.
For a cultivator at his level, as long as the primordial spirit is not destroyed, he will never die.
「Don’t you have an indestructible vajra body？ Isn’t your body still broken by me, trash.」
Bang！
Ye Qiu stomped suddenly, and Wuhua’s lower body directly turned into a blood mist.
「Damn it, a dead bald donkey dares to snatch the opportunity with me. Who gave you the courage？」
「Is the Great Thunderclap Temple amazing？ One day, when I go to the Western Desert, I will uproot your Great Thunderclap Temple.」
「Didn’t you want to kill me？ Come on, hurt each other！」
Bang bang bang！
Ye Qiu kept stomping on Wuhua with his feet.
Obviously, he was doing this on purpose to humiliate Wuhua.
Wuhua was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Ye Qiu, wishing to swallow Ye Qiu alive.
Who is he？
He is the Buddha son of the Great Thunderclap Temple, the personal disciple of the Holy Monk of Lingshan, and a peerless genius at the peak of the cave！
Previously, no matter where Wuhua went, everyone treated him with respect and even prostrated themselves before him. When had he ever been humiliated like this？
But today, not only did he lose to Ye Qiu, but his cave and dragon qi were also shattered, completely reducing him to a useless person.
Even more uncomfortably, Ye Qiu kept stomping on him with his foot.
This is a great shame and humiliation！
Wuhua shouted loudly： “Ye Changsheng, you will not die a good death！」
”Bang！” Ye Qiu stomped down with one foot, directly stepping Wuhua’s face into the soil, causing Wuhua’s face to become deformed.
Ye Qiu scolded disdainfully: “You still dare to talk big when you are about to die. Your head is really hard!”
In the distance, the onlookers were dumbfounded.
”Mr. Ye is really… ferocious！」
”If I were Wuhua, I would simply commit suicide. After all, he is also the Buddha son of the Great Thunderclap Temple. How could he suffer such humiliation？」
”Yes, a scholar would rather be killed than humiliated.」
「……」
When the crowd was talking about it, Ye Qiu finally stopped his foot.
At this time, only one head was left on Wuhua’s whole body, and this head was horrible. The nose was broken, the face was disfigured, and countless teeth had fallen out. I’m afraid that even if the Saint Monk of Lingshan came here, he wouldn’t recognize that the person in front of him was his disciple.
Ye Qiu said coldly： “It’s almost time. It’s time to send you on your way！」
On the verge of death, Wuhua suddenly roared： “I’m not convinced！」
「Ye Changsheng, I’m not convinced！」
「I still want to continue fighting you. I want to prove to you that I’m the real invincible in the same realm.」
Ye Qiu looked at Wuhua with a strange expression on his face and thought to himself, could this guy have been beaten silly by himself？
He’s already in such a miserable state, and he still wants to continue fighting？
Is he crazy！
Your cultivation base has been completely destroyed, and only one head is left. What qualifications do you have to fight me?
「Oh, I remembered. Your Yuan Shen is still there.」
「Your cultivation base is destroyed. What strength can your Yuan Shen still have？」 Ye Qiu sneered.
Once a cultivator’s cultivation base is destroyed, the Yuan Shen will also decline in realm. Although Wu
hua’s Yuan Shen still exists, it no longer poses any threat to Ye Qiu.
Not to mention Ye Qiu, even if Lin Daniao takes action to kill Wuhua now, Wuhua will have no power to fight back.
「I’m not convinced！」 Wuhua said： 「If it weren’t for the fact that you have a divine sword in your hand, you would never have been able to fight against my Great Mercy Thousand-Leaf Hand.」
「Ye Changsheng, do you dare to give me some time?」
「I still want to fight you！」
Ye Qiu smiled and said： 「Do you think that if I give you time, your cultivation base can be restored？」
「That’s right！」 As soon as Wuhua said this, a deep-seated killing intent flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes.
Could it be that this dead bald donkey really has a means to quickly restore his cultivation base？
Ye Qiu was silent for a while and said： 「Alright, since you’re not convinced, then I’ll give you a chance.」
「No！」 Yun Xi was in a hurry.
The little white fox also reminded： “Ye Changsheng, if a man wants to achieve great things, he must never be soft-hearted.」
The Long-browed True Man then said： “Little brat, it is advisable to pursue the fleeing enemy with remaining courage and not to follow the example of the Hegemon King who sought empty fame.」
”Ye Changsheng, you promised me, don’t go back on your word.” Wuhua’s eyes were cold as he said coldly： “You wait, I will definitely be able to defeat you.」
Suddenly, Ye Qiu stomped on Wuhua’s celestial spirit cover with one foot.
”I wait for you, my ass！」
All along, what Ye Qiu has believed in is that if you don’t uproot the grass, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
There is an old saying that being kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.
For thousands of years, all those who have shown mercy to the enemy have not come to a good end. The Hegemon King of Western Chu is the best example.
Moreover, Wuhua also said that given him time, he could restore his cultivation.
Such a pervert, how could Ye Qiu give him a chance to live？
”Ye Changsheng, you bastard, you don’t keep your word.” Wuhua felt the killing intent and shouted angrily.
Ye Qiu said indifferently： “You said I’m a bastard, have you ever seen a bastard keep his word？」
”You…” Wuhua was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.
”Go on your way！” Ye Qiu’s right foot carried amazing power, like a huge mountain pressing down.
It was watching that Wuhua was about to die and his dao would disappear.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura was released from Wuhua’s head, like a stormy sea, forcefully blocking Ye Qiu’s foot and preventing his right foot from pressing down.
The next second, Ye Qiu was sent flying.
「What？」
Ye Qiu’s face changed slightly.
Immediately after, I saw Wuhua’s head blooming with precious brilliance, the Buddha’s light was bright, like a god.
「Ye Changsheng, being able to force me to this point, you are very good, but, just good.」.
「Because you——」
「Are doomed to die！」
After Wuhua finished speaking, a terrifying aura filled the air, and everyone felt a coolness all over their bodies, as if a peerless devil was about to be born.
Ye Qiu stared at Wuhua’s head.
Soon, I saw Wuhua’s head split open automatically, and the primordial spirit floated in the air, and then a strong light drilled out from the center of Wuhua’s primordial spirit’s eyebrows.
That group of light was a white Buddhist bead.
After the Buddhist bead appeared, the wind and clouds surged, and the earth trembled.
Ye Qiu’s body cracked, and he felt that his soul was about to shatter. This white Buddhist bead was like a peerless powerhouse, and its momentum was unstoppable.
「Ye Changsheng, retreat quickly！」
The little white fox shouted anxiously： 「That is the supreme artifact of Buddhism, the Earth Spirit Pearl！」
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