After three years of seclusion, he returned, handsome and invincible!

As a powerful God King, Gongsun Wushui was instantly furious when he was looked down upon by a late True God.

He bit the jade flute and played the soul-destroying song.

An invisible force surged out in an instant, swallowing Ye Yuan head-on. The terrifying mental attack seemed to crush his soul.

"I want to see how you, a late-stage True God, can resist my attack!"

Since Gongsun Wushui had no time to spare, he used his spiritual consciousness to transmit sound that shook the entire arena, clearly reaching everyone's ears at the scene.

He looked at Ye Yuan with disdain in his eyes, already confident of victory in his heart.

however!

Just when his self-confidence was overwhelming and he felt that with this soul-breaking song, he would definitely break the opponent's soul--

hum!

Suddenly a trembling sound came.

With a thought in his mind, Ye Yuan directly opened the Immortal Mansion and took out the God Refining Furnace inside.

"receive!"

Ye Yuan pinched the seal with his hand and pressed it on the God-Refining Furnace. With a "bang" sound, the God-Refining Furnace trembled violently, and the lid of the furnace was opened, emitting unparalleled suction.

The attack power directed at the divine soul from Gongsun Wusui's Soul-Destroying Song formed a vortex in the air and rushed toward the God-Refining Furnace crazily.

'How can this be! '

Gongsun Wushui was shocked.

The attack unleashed by the Soul-Destroying Flute also requires his own cultivation to support it.

Now that this power is being absorbed by the God Refining Furnace, it is equivalent to his own power being constantly being devoured.

"Damn it!"

Gongsun Wushui was so angry that he cursed angrily and had to stop the soul-destroying song. Then he used the jade flute in his hand as a stick and smashed it towards Ye Yuan's face.

'Even if you have a divine weapon to protect you, my soul-breaking song cannot hurt you, but I don't believe that with your late-stage true god strength, you can still withstand the power of my god-king realm! '

He secretly became cruel in his heart and burst out with the strongest strength.

However, a contemptuous sneer appeared on Ye Yuan's face.

"How much ability can an injured early God King have?"

He shook his head.

The light in his hand flashed, and the Heaven-turning Seal and the big black stick emerged.

The next moment, the two artifacts came together and turned into a terrifying sledgehammer.

"Let's see how many hits you can take from me."

Ye Yuan raised his sledgehammer and faced Gongsun Wushui's jade flute.

Usually when dealing with difficult opponents, he would usually use the more powerful Five Weapons in One.

But at the moment, the injured Gongsun Wushui is not something he takes so seriously.

It is enough to fuse only two artifacts.

"Arrogant and ignorant!"

Gongsun Wushui snorted disdainfully, and held the Soul-Destroying Flute tightly in his hand as he went up into the air to face Ye Yuan's sledgehammer formed by combining the two weapons into one.

Snapped!

The moment the two sides clashed with each other, the space seemed to explode.

Then there was another loud "boom" sound, and the two forces really collided together. The jade flute in Gongsun Wushui's hand was directly shaken and flew away, and it was knocked back and hit his chest.

Click!

The sound of ribs breaking was heard.

Gongsun Wushui only felt that his throat was sweet and his chest was tight.

Then there was a "pop" sound, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth like a fountain.

The spot where the soul-destroying flute hit the chest was even more deeply dented, and countless ribs were completely shattered.

"Cough cough..."

Blood was coughed out from his mouth along with the broken internal organs.

Gongsun Wushui's expression turned extremely ugly.

As a powerful God King, he never thought that he would be defeated by a late-stage True God.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

He muttered to himself in disbelief, looking at the soul-destroying flute that fell to the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

"Cowards usually cannot face their own failures!"

As Ye Yuan spoke, the sledgehammer in his hand was struck again.

Gongsun Wushui had no flute in his hand at this moment. Facing Ye Yuan's strong attack, he dared not take it hard with his bare hands, so he quickly dodged with all his strength.

but!

Even if he had maximized his speed, he still could not avoid Ye Yuan's attack.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Ye Yuan's two-weapon sledgehammer hit Gongsun Wushui hard on the back.

puff……

Blood spurted out.

With the addition of old injuries and new injuries, Gongsun Wushui's entire upper body collapsed in an instant.

Flesh and blood spattered, filling the space.

"Ugh!!!"

Gongsun Wushui's soul howled in pain and anger: "I'm going to kill you! Kill you!!!"

The flesh and blood in the air squirmed rapidly, trying to reorganize the body.

But Ye Yuan didn't give him a chance.

Snapped!

A huge light palm swept out, scattering the flesh and blood in the sky that was about to be reorganized, and directly grabbed Gongsun Wushui's soul in his hand.

"Hey……"

A sneer appeared on Ye Yuan's face: "Your death has come."

The next moment, the lid of the God-Refining Furnace hanging above his head opened, and the endless suction force directly sucked Gongsun Wushui's soul in.

"stop!!!"

The moment the soul entered the divine refining furnace, a sword light flew towards Ye Yuan's head.

Snapped!

The God Refining Furnace crashed down, defeating the sword light.

Ye Yuan turned around and saw a young man in blue flying over, shouting with an angry face: "Let go of my junior brother Gongsun!"

"Let it go as you say? Who do you think you are?"

Ye Yuan shook his head, and with a thought in his mind, he took the God Refining Furnace into the Immortal Mansion.

"presumptuous!!!"

The young man in blue was furious, a cold light flashed in his hand, he held a silver dragon gun in his hand, pointed it at Ye Yuan and shouted: "How dare you, the little true god, be so rampant, do you know who I am!?"

"It's just a cat and a dog, how do I know?"

Ye Yuan shook his head.

Everyone under the ring was shocked when they heard this.

Isn't this kid too crazy?

Didn't he hear that the other party just claimed that Gongsun Wushui was his junior brother?

Since he is Gongsun Wushui's senior brother, he is undoubtedly also a disciple of Xingdou Tiangong, and he is most likely one of the three heroes of Xingdou!

Its strength is probably even more terrifying than Gongsun Wushui!

The young man in blue laughed angrily, pointed at Ye Yuan and said murderously: "You are the first one who dares to be so arrogant in front of me, Huangfu Wusheng! Today, I will let you see the true strength of our three heroes of Xingdou !”

"What a three-star star, hahaha..."

Ye Yuan laughed wildly.

Pointing to the flesh and blood on Gongsun Wushui, he said: "This hero on the ground said similar things to you just now, but now, he has turned into a puddle."

"Crazy guy, you're looking for death!"

Huangfu roared silently, and the silver dragon gun in his hand burst out with a bright edge, appearing directly in front of Ye Yuan across the void: "Go to hell!"

However, the next moment, Ye Yuan's cold voice came from behind him——

"Is this all you have?"