As soon as An Ruoxi said this, the whole audience was shocked.
“What, An Ruoxi is seeking death himself?”
“It is too unbelievable!”
“I never expected that Ye Changsheng would push An Ruoxi to this extent!”
Wei Wuji was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he cursed An Ruoxi in his heart.
“As the holy son of the Butian Sect, he actually seeks death. It is truly a disgrace to the entire Butian Sect.”
“If I were you, I would rather die in battle than beg for death.”
“What a waste!”
The reason Wei Wuji was angry was also because if An Ruoxi did not seek death and continued to fight desperately, there might still be a chance to injure Ye Qiu. Although the possibility was very low, if An Ruoxi really succeeded, then Wei Wuji would have the opportunity to kill Ye Qiu.
But now, An Ruoxi sought death himself, and Wei Wuji had lost his last bit of help. That meant once An Ruoxi died, he would have to face Ye Qiu’s killing intent alone.
“As the holy son of the Butian Sect, after suffering just this much setback, he becomes disheartened and completely desperate. Even if he does not die today, he will hardly achieve anything great in the future.”
Wei Wuji was still not satisfied, and he continued to curse An Ruoxi in his heart.
Ye Qiu was a little surprised. He had not expected An Ruoxi to make such a request. Then, a trace of appreciation appeared in his eyes.
“Facing death with such composure is not something an ordinary person can do.”
“Moreover, by doing this, An Ruoxi is preserving his last shred of dignity.”
However, Ye Qiu felt no sympathy in his heart.
The cultivation world followed the law of the jungle, where the weak were prey to the strong. Whoever had the harder fist was the king.
Besides, when dealing with enemies, it was either you die or I die.
If he had not crushed An Ruoxi in every aspect today, then he would be the one dying here.
Even Real Person Changmei, Mo Tianji, and Lin Daniao would all die here together.
“An Ruoxi, I will grant you your wish.” After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he raised his fist.
“Thank you.” An Ruoxi gave a faint smile, closed his eyes, and used all his strength to stand his body straight, like a spear.
Although he had been struck by a sword, aged a hundred years, and found it extremely difficult to straighten his hunched back, he still tried his best to straighten his spine, wanting to die with dignity.
“Boom!”
Ye Qiu’s vital energy and blood surged vigorously. He charged forward with a punch, and the overwhelming force was like erupting magma, surging and turbulent.
The golden fist struck An Ruoxi’s chest.
“Bang!”
An Ruoxi’s body shattered into four pieces, blood splattered across the sky, and a nascent soul floated in the air.
This time, An Ruoxi was prepared to perish and did not use the Divine Spirit Regeneration Technique. He gave up all resistance.
“At the moment of death, let me tell you something. An Ruochen was killed by me.” Ye Qiu sent a voice transmission.
In an instant, terrifying killing intent erupted in An Ruoxi’s eyes.
“What did you say?” An Ruoxi roared.
“You heard what I said. Go down and join An Ruochen!” As Ye Qiu’s words fell, his fist was already in front of An Ruoxi’s nascent soul.
An Ruoxi roared loudly, “Ye Changsheng, even as a ghost, I will not let you go, ”
Bang!
The nascent soul shattered.
An Ruoxi’s voice came to an abrupt end. A generation of genius had fallen just like that.
This made the onlookers feel a bit strange. An Ruoxi had clearly prepared himself for death, and it was he who had asked Ye Qiu to send him on his way. Why, at the final moment, did An Ruoxi say such words?
“I fear not the living, let alone ghosts?”
Ye Qiu sneered disdainfully. He stood in the air, his white robes billowing in the wind, otherworldly and transcendent.
The crowd noticed that although An Ruoxi had fallen, Ye Qiu’s battle intent had not subsided.
That meant this great battle would not end with An Ruoxi’s death.
Unconsciously, everyone’s gaze turned to Wei Wuji. Ye Qiu’s only remaining enemy was this sixth prince of Great Wei.
“Ye Changsheng is truly fierce. He first killed Pei Gang, then Tuoba Xiong and Cao Mao, and now he has taken down the holy son of the Butian Sect. It seems the next one is this Great Wei prince.”
“Ye Changsheng’s strength is indeed admirable, but I admire his courage even more.”
“Pei Gang is the young master of the Soul Separation Sect, Tuoba Xiong is the holy son of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, Cao Mao is the heir of the Great Qian War God Family, and An Ruoxi is the peerless genius of the Butian Sect. None of these people have small backgrounds. For Ye Changsheng to dare kill them all, he truly has guts of steel.”
“He has already killed so many geniuses. Wei Wuji cannot escape either. Watch, Wei Wuji is about to die soon.”
“Not necessarily.” Someone held a opposing view and said, “Wei Wuji is not only the sixth prince of Great Wei, but also a formidable genius.”
“I have heard that Wei Wuji has been guided by strong experts in his cultivation since childhood. He is also a very powerful figure. Ye Changsheng may not be able to kill him.”
“If that is the case, this battle will be worth watching?”
“I think the showdown between Wei Wuji and Ye Changsheng will surpass the previous battle. If you do not believe me, let us wait and see.”
“…”
While the crowd was discussing animatedly, Wei Wuji suddenly felt a chill all over his body. This sensation was like being targeted by a supreme ferocious beast.
“It seems Ye Changsheng is about to make his move against me.”
Wei Wuji looked up, and sure enough, Ye Qiu’s eyes were staring coldly at him.
“Wei Wuji, now it is just you left. Come over and meet your death.” Ye Qiu stood in the air and provocatively crooked his finger at Wei Wuji.
He had formally issued the challenge!
Wei Wuji stood motionless in place and said, “Ye Changsheng, this prince is open-minded. Although you killed Pei Gang and Cao Mao and the others, as long as you are willing to help this prince ascend to the throne of the Great Wei emperor, this prince can let you off the hook and forgive all past offenses.”
What did he mean?
Trying to recruit me?
Ye Qiu mercilessly cursed, “Wei Wuji, are you an idiot? I will not follow anyone, let alone a waste like you.”
“Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and come over to die.”
“Do not worry, you are a prince, so I will not let you die too disgracefully. I will just dismember you into eight pieces.”
Damn, dismembered into eight pieces is not disgraceful enough?
“Ye Changsheng, do you truly refuse to heed this prince’s words and insist on going your own way?” Wei Wuji said in a deep voice, “I remind you, do not think that after killing a few geniuses, you are invincible in the world. Remember, there is always someone stronger.”
Ye Qiu was very impatient and directly cursed, “Are your ears deaf? I told you to stop talking nonsense and come over to die.”
“Since you are so eager to die, this prince will oblige you.” After Wei Wuji finished speaking, he took a step forward.
Boom!
At once, the surroundings shook with earthquakes and mountains trembling.
Powerful battle intent erupted from Wei Wuji’s body, like a deity enveloped in intense light.
“The great battle is about to begin!”
The onlookers saw this scene and held their breaths one by one, excited with boiling blood.
After all, battles at this genius level were rare to witness in everyday life.
“Ye Changsheng, stand still and do not move. Watch how this prince takes your head!” Wei Wuji shouted loudly, took a step into the air, then suddenly turned around and shot toward the distance like a streak of flowing light.
