Chapter 2732

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　　Wu Tianzhuan left very peacefully！
　　When Ye Wushuang sacrificed the Burning Heaven Fire Dragon, and the ten-thousand-zhang Burning Heaven Fire Dragon only appeared for him alone, it was doomed that he, a late Saint Venerable, could not survive.
　　Burning Heaven Fire Dragon！
　　It is the fifth technique of the Nine Heavens Flame Technique！
　　And the Nine Heavens Flame Technique is recorded in the second volume of the Great Mysterious God-Slaying Technique.
　　The Great Mysterious God-Slaying Technique is the only thing existing on the third floor of the Nine-Layer God-Towning Tower.
　　The overbearing nature of this technique made Ye Wushuang immerse in it.
　　The overbearing technique, combined with the overbearing strength of Ye Wushuang, can only be stronger and stronger！
　　A Peerless Supreme Saint Emperor crushing and killing a late Saint Venerable, which is almost impossible for others, but for Ye Wushuang, it is not troublesome.
　　When Wu Tianzhuan’s figure fell to the ground, Ye Wushuang’s figure flashed and killed again.
　　His gaze looked forward and quickly fixed on a figure.
　　From Wuwang Valley, the second elder Gan Tianzheng, who is also at the late Saint Venerable realm.
Being targeted by Ye Wushuang, Gan Tianzheng’s eyes were full of horror and he shouted desperately: “Ye Wushuang can kill late Saint Venerables, come quickly, Supreme Saint Venerables, deal with him!”
　　A late Saint Venerable figure was shouting and yelling like this, completely losing the dignity of a late Saint Venerable powerhouse.
　　But compared to being killed, what is dignity？
　　Gan Tianzheng didn’t want to die, especially at this time. The Ji Clan’s destruction was right in front of him. If he was killed by Ye Wushuang at this time, what kind of thing would it be？
　　Moreover, Wuwang Valley couldn’t afford to lose any more.
　　The previous deaths of several elders had already caused the Wuwang Valley to lose a batch of combat power. If he were to die now, and a few more Saint Venerables of the Wuwang Valley were to be killed or injured in today’s battle, then… a major incident would occur.
　　Even if the Ji Clan was wiped out in the future, the Wuwang Valley would also be severely damaged and unable to gain any advantages in the final division of spoils！
　　“Dammit！”
　　Hearing Gan Tianzheng’s shout, naturally, others wouldn’t take it to heart, but Qin Gang, the Great Elder of the Wuwang Valley, directly abandoned his opponent and charged straight at Ye Wushuang.
　　Currently in the field, the Saint Palace side still had the upper hand. Even if he abandoned his opponent, there would still be other Saint Venerables to replace him.
　　“Great Elder！”
　　Seeing Qin Gang appear, Gan Tianzheng heaved a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but wipe the sweat from his face.
　　“Qingqiu Jue… Saint Word Group… Wu Tianzhuan… have all been killed by him… Saint Venerable late stage… not his opponent.”
　　Gan Tianzheng trembled slightly and said, “I… I am also…”
　　“Calm down！”
　　Qin Gang shouted in a deep voice, “Don’t worry, I’ll kill him.”
　　“Good… good…”
　　Gan Tianzheng wiped the sweat from his forehead again.
　　Calm down？
　　But how could it be so easy to calm down.
　　Ye Wushuang stood in the air, looking at Gan Tianzheng’s frightened appearance, and couldn’t help but laugh.
　　“Laugh？”
　　Qin Gang held a long lance in his hand and said with a cold gaze, “I hope you can still laugh later！”
　　“Alright！”
　　Ye Wushuang smiled again, and his figure charged out. A fire dragon instantly condensed and rushed straight towards Qin Gang.
　　Burning Heaven Fire Dragon！
　　It　erupted　again.
　　Qin Gang knew very well the tyranny and might of this Burning Heaven Fire Dragon, so he didn’t take it lightly. Holding the long lance, he pointed it towards the sky.
　　“Gather！”
　　Rumble…
　　In an instant, thunderclouds surged in the sky above, and a strong wind immediately condensed, turning into a tornado.
　　The tornado raged more and more terrifyingly. Until finally, it turned into a wind dragon condensed by dark clouds.
　　The body of the wind dragon, which was thousands of zhang long, was formed by the aggregation of one tornado after another.
　　“Great　Wind　Spell！”
　　“Aim towards the sky！”
　　With a low shout, Qin Gang pointed the long lance and rushed straight towards Ye Wushuang.
　　“Interesting！”
Ye Wushuang stood on the Burning Heaven Fire Dragon, and with a grip of his palm, the Slaying Emperor Heaven Sword is indeed appeared.
　　“Let me see if your Great Wind Spell has really reached the perfect state！”
In an instant, above the high altitude, the ten-thousand-zhang fire dragon and the wild wind dragon collided.
　　Then, the two dragon bodies entangled together and circled upwards.
　　And Ye Wushuang and Qin Gang, who were standing on the dragon’s head, one holding a sword and the other a lance, their eyes met, and murderous intent burst out.
　　Swish swish…
　　In an instant, the two figures moved, and the long sword and the long lance collided instantly.
　　In　an　instant.
　　In Ye Wushuang’s body, an abstruse aura burst out, establishing a unique connection with the heaven and earth in all directions.
　　That was an extremely sharp murderous intent.
　　“Sword Heart！”
　　“Consummation！”
　　That kind of murderous intent enveloped the surrounding heaven and earth, making people feel uncomfortable in their hearts all the time.
　　Qin Gang naturally also felt this uniqueness.
　　This was the sword heart artistic conception belonging to the sword cultivator. It was said that for sword cultivators who reached this level, their minds were connected with the heaven and earth. When a sword was slashed, the dao rhymes of the surrounding heaven and earth could be mobilized, thereby maximizing the power of the sword slashed by the sword cultivator.
　　Ye Wushuang was a sword cultivator, and many people knew this news.
　　However, this guy’s sword heart… was rarely displayed！
　　“Ye Wushuang！”
　　A low shout sounded, and Qin Gang’s long lance slashed down in the air.
　　“Die！”
　　The great lance fell from the sky and shook down.
　　Ye Wushuang held the Zhanhuangtian Sword in his hand.
　　“Great Emperor Mysterious Method Sword Art！”
　　“Emperor Slash！”
　　The sword is drawn, the qi condenses, and in the whistling, the sword qi all over the sky and the overwhelming sword shadows collide out brutally.
　　The collision between the two at this moment is not just a simple move, but also the collision of the fire dragon and the wind dragon beneath them.
　　At this moment, among the battles in the four directions of the sky and the earth, many peak Saint Venerable figures and consummate figures are also secretly paying attention.
　　A Saint Emperor at the absolute peak who can kill a late Saint Venerable figure is already incredible.
If Qin Gang, this peak Saint Venerable, also loses to Ye Wushuang, then… this Ye Wushuang is even more damned!
　　This battle is also a judgment of the combat power intensity of Ye Wushuang by everyone.
　　Boom…
Above the sky, the sword qi continuously rushes out towards the front of Qin Gang and the huge fire dragon and wind dragon are also biting each other and continuously depleting.
　　Suddenly at a certain moment.
　　A corner of the wind dragon’s body collapses and shatters.
　　Then, the flame directly pours into that corner and irrigates into the body of the wind dragon.
　　And just at this moment, Qin Gang’s face also turns pale.
　　The wind dragon is damaged, and he has already fallen into a disadvantage.
　　But…
　　Just like this to lose, how can it be okay？
　　Qin Gang gritted his teeth, tightly held the long lance with both hands, and the breath in his body instantly skyrocketed.
　　“Great　Wind　Chant！”
　　A low shout sounded, and the rumbling sound suddenly burst out.
　　The heaven and earth all around, the strong wind howled, and a wind tunnel faintly appeared. In the wind tunnel, the whistling sound of the wind rang out, and soon the sounds of the wind turned into a deafening and earth-shattering, resounding dragon roar that spread for thousands of miles.
　　The continuous dragon roars were like the ancient blue dragons descending from the sky. The pure sound seemed to shatter everything blocking in front.
　　”Want to shatter my soul？”
　　Ye Wushuang stood holding the sword, and said indifferently： “At this time, the momentum is strongest at the first try, weaker at the second, and exhausted at the third. Qin Gang, you have already lost！”
The loud dragon roars continuously bombarded Ye Wushuang’s eardrums. Such a sound not only destroys the physical body but also damaged the soul.
　　”That’s all you have！”
　　Ye Wushuang held the Emperor-Slaying Heaven Sword in both hands, stomped his foot, and the Heaven-Burning Fire Dragon then roared up, biting the Wind Dragon even more quickly.
　　At the same time, Ye Wushuang pointed the long sword directly at Qin Gang and said with a cold expression： “This sword will slay you！”