When Lian Zhanwen and Yusong, who were far away from the battlefield, saw the red human figure being defeated by Wang Le, turned into nothingness and disappeared into sight, they suddenly felt bad.

"How is it possible? Impossible!" Lian Zhanwen's fat face kept trembling, and muttered in disbelief in fear.

Yu Song's cold old face was now full of grayness, and his originally ruthless and sharp eyes completely became unconscious, and his heart was filled with despair.

"We are defeated, we are defeated." Yu Song smiled bitterly and lamented.

At this time, Wang Le, who was holding the artifact Fire Cloud Blood Sword in the battlefield, finally looked at Lian Zhanwen and Yu Song. His eyes, which were clearly black and white, no other emotions were contained in them except for the fierce murderous intent.

At this moment, although Lian Zhanwen and Yusong were very despaired, they were filled with despair in their hearts, but being able to stand out from countless warriors to reach the peak of martial arts must be a person with tenacious will.

Especially at this critical moment of life and death, Wang Le was eyeing him, and of course Lian Zhanwen and Yusong would not give up resisting and waiting for death.

Then Lian Zhanwen and Yusong quickly recalled the peak-square artifact that was losing control and was about to fly to Lianheng Peak and Feilai Peak.

Seeing this, Wang Le snorted coldly with disdain on his face, and then took a step and disappeared out of thin air.

The next step was just a breathing effort, and Wang Le had already appeared not far away from the battlefield in front of Lian Zhanwen and Yusong.

At this moment, a hint of forced smile appeared on Lian Zhanwen's fat face, and he looked at him and said happily: "Your Excellency and I are friends but not enemies. Do you really want to make trouble until we die?"

Before Wang Le could respond, Lian Zhanwen quickly promised Wang Le: "As long as you can open your mind, I, Lian Hengfeng, will never participate in the competition for the position of the subject matter master, and from now on, I will definitely unconditionally support Qingyangzi's decision!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Song next to him followed him and echoed: "The same is true for me, Feilai Peak."

After pausing, Yu Song further said to Wang Le: "Now the two martial arts peak powerhouses of Guiyun Peak and Wangjie Peak have died and died in battle, greatly weakening the overall strength of Guixu Temple."

"If Brother Lian and I follow the footsteps of the two of us at the same level, then there will be no peak martial arts powerhouse in Guixu Temple anymore, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

At this time, Lian Zhanwen hurriedly grabbed the conversation and continued: "Now the martial arts world is in a chaotic world. If there is no Guixu Temple, which is the peak martial arts powerhouse, is targeted by other top forces such as hidden world Taoism, then the destruction of the Taoist tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years in Guixu Temple is in front of me!"

Then Lian Zhanwen looked at Wang Le with sincerity on his face, and said in a deep voice with a begging, "Please don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, so show mercy!"

Wang Le glanced back and forth at Lian Zhanwen and Yusong with a hint of sarcasm, and then asked, "Are you finished?"

"Uh!" Lian Zhanwen and Yusong's faces changed suddenly, and then they became silent. At the same time, the shadows in their hearts became deeper and deeper.

Then he saw Wang Le saying lightly: "With me, Wang Le, I will kill anyone who dares to attack Guixu Temple."

"So you two don't have to worry about Guixu Viewing the future situation."

Then Wang Le said, "What's more, after you settle the disputes between you Guixu Temple, your next step is to go to the martial arts world to quell the chaotic times. At that time, the top forces and hidden Taoist dynasties in the Qing Palace will naturally be obedient, and no one dares to be presumptuous."

Speaking of this, Wang Le sneered at the two of them and mocked: "It is precisely because of this that in my opinion, you are not that important to Guixu Temple at all."

At this moment, the last glimmer of hope in their hearts disappeared, and they felt like they fell into a thousand-foot ice cave.

Lian Zhanwen couldn't help but stared at Wang Le with a ferocious look and said, "Wang Le! Do you really want to kill everyone? Are you not afraid that we will fight to the death with you and die together?"

Then Yu Song followed behind and said in a cold voice: "Even if we die in battle, we will take you, the monster, to go on the road!"

Wang Le raised his lips and sneered disdainfully: "At the beginning, I had already given a chance, but you were too greedy and didn't cherish it. In the end, you chose this dead end and insisted on fighting with Xiao Ye. No one can blame anyone, you can only blame yourself!"

After a pause, Wang Le continued with a cold expression: "There is a saying in our world that we call for the path we choose, even if we kneel down, we have to finish it! So you two accept your fate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Song shouted unwillingly, "Accept your fate? I have worked hard and paid countless prices to reach the peak of martial arts. The broken void is right in front of me. How can I accept my fate?! Impossible!"

At this time, Lian Zhanwen stared at Wang Le with red eyes, and said hysterically: "My destiny is in my hands! Bastard, go to die!"

Before his words could be finished, Zhan Wen grabbed the Zhenfeng artifact Single Ji and rushed directly towards Wang Le, his originally pale face turned red in an instant.

At this moment, Wang Le could clearly feel the aura emitted from Lian Zhanwen's body, and began to become disordered and unstable.

Almost at the same time, Yu Song rushed over with the long sword in the peak-storming artifact, and attacked Wang Le on both sides with Lian Zhanwen.

"Hmph, it's just a dying struggle!" Wang Le sneered inwardly, and at the same time, the artifact Fire Cloud Blood Sword held tightly in his hand quickly swung out, just picking up the long sword of Zhenfeng artifact attacked by Yu Song.

At this time, even Zhanwen's long halberd of the peak-storming artifact arrived, and attacked Wang Le's chest portal with the evil wind.

Wang Le punched out without fear, and a dazzling purple-gold light burst out and hit the long halberd.

"clang!"

A huge force spread along the Zhenfeng artifact Long Salute to Lian Zhanwen. He suddenly felt a tearing pain coming from his hand, and blood rushed out of the tiger's mouth.

"clang!"

With another harsh but particularly dull violent collision, Wang Le punched the long halberd again.

At this time, Lian Zhanwen couldn't help but relax his hand, and the long halberd of the peak-storming artifact suddenly came out.

Before Lian Zhanwen could recall the Zhenfeng artifact, Wang Le could reach out and quickly grab the Zhenfeng artifact halberd.

Just as the Zhenfeng artifact was struggling wildly, Wang Le's heart moved and he put it into the space of the Dharma Eye without hesitation, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The whole process seemed slow and fast, but in the blink of an eye, the lingering sound of the violent collision between the fist and the Long Squid of the Peak Artifact of Zhenfeng was still echoing.

At this time, Lian Zhanwen, who was already swollen and had torn a robe, looked like a braised shrimp. His mouth opened slightly and a screamed, and a crazy twisted smile appeared on his face. His eyes looked at Wang Le were filled with gloomy and cruelty.
Chapter completed!