my universal tinder

Chapter 537 No Bottom Line
Ye Wutian is known as the strongest disciple of this generation of Guangming Palace.

Shenlong hides and hides from the world, but his reputation lasts for a long time.

Even Ye Tian, ​​who was invincible back then, was just a clone of this man.

The fate of the senior brother of the Guangming Academy in the past was tightly controlled by Ye Wutian.

At the First King's Festival, Ye Tian, ​​who was once proud, was like a pitiful worm. In front of that man, he couldn't control his future at all.

If it wasn't for Wang Qiong, perhaps Ye Wutian could truly inherit the legacy of King Huofa, integrate the Heavenly King's Law and God Embryo, and become the first fusion state in ancient times, becoming the second invincible existence since Lin Luotian.

"Ye Wutian, are you finally going to show your face?" The corners of Wang Qiong's mouth slightly raised, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Hearing this name, he didn't have any worries, but was faintly excited.

At the beginning of the king's sacrifice that day, he slapped his palm in the air, and he was separated from now on.

Although he hadn't seen each other again, he had always thought about this man.

Ye Wutian is indeed an existence that can be called a great enemy.

Among the peers Wang Qiong has met, no one can compare with him in strength and temperament.

He has been reclusive in the world, aloof, without showing any trace.

It was a kind of self-confident and invincible detachment.

The so-called immortals do not get together with people, and dragons do not mingle with snakes.

In Ye Wutian's eyes, he has always regarded the so-called younger generation of Tianjiao as the same kind from the beginning to the end, and there is no competitive relationship between the two.

Because in his mind, they are not at the same level at all.

"This is the imperial capital, Ye Wutian dares to come?" The Seventh Prince said in a deep voice.

He knew that Wang Qiong and Guangming Palace had a sea of ​​grievances and hatred, and they would never die.

In the imperial capital, with the Great Qin Dynasty present, Guangming Palace did not dare to be too presumptuous.

But if Ye Wutian really came personally, no one would stop him, after all, this is a fight between the younger generation.

From ancient times to the present, Tianjiao competes for supremacy until death. This is the prelude to the opening of the next era, and it must be dripping with blood and full of blood.

"The Emperor Qin's spirit is all over the world, and he embraces all rivers. Even the imperial capital is not afraid of the dragons and tigers of the world. Why should His Royal Highness be so petty?" The young man smiled slightly.

His eyes were light, and he seemed to have deep meaning: "Besides, the Guangming Palace is high and high, and has never obeyed the teachings of any dynasty."

A simple sentence, but it shows the detached status and dominance of the Guangming Palace.

Since the destruction of Zoroastrianism, the Temple of Light has been the oldest inheritance of mankind. Over the years, there have been countless strong men who have looked up to the world and witnessed the rise and fall of one era after another.

It does have such confidence.

"The Palace of Light, how imposing!" The Seventh Prince said coldly, with a cold light flickering deep in his eyes.

For any ruler, the existence of the Guangming Temple is a taboo, detached from the world, and does not obey the kingly teachings.

It's just because it is too ancient and powerful, so the kings of all dynasties are extremely cautious and dare not take action against it.

"Your Highness the Seventh seems to be hostile to the Palace of Light." The young man smiled slightly.

"If there is no Guangming Temple, how can human beings survive to this day? The Guangming Temple is the holy place for practitioners, and the only hope for mankind." The young man talked eloquently, with arrogance in his tone.

"Time has changed and the world has changed, how dare the Guangming Palace say a holy word!" The Seventh Prince said in a deep voice.

"So, the Seventh Prince is dissatisfied with the Palace of Light?"

The Seventh Prince's eyes were deep, and he looked straight at him.

"If one day I ascend the throne and become emperor, I will be executed in the Guangming Palace!"

The mountain wind is hunting, blowing thousands of miles.

The sky is vast and the clouds are long.

Calm words sounded slowly in this remote mountain wilderness.

At this moment, the young man was stunned, he didn't expect the Seventh Prince to utter such wild words.

Even Wang Qiong was stunned.

As the seventh prince's best friend, it was the first time he heard such ambition from this forbearing and low-key prince.

His courage was even greater than Wang Qiong imagined.

Such ambition is taboo, and the kings of all dynasties have never mentioned it.

For a moment, both Wang Qiong and the young man were speechless for a long time and kept silent.

"Your Highness Seventh, you really dare to say it."

After a long while, the young man stared at the seventh prince, and then at Wang Qiong.

The people around this lunatic are indeed also lunatics.

In this case, even Qin Huang never said it.

Sure enough, the ignorant is fearless.

These stupid bugs don't know the horror of the Temple of Light at all.

"Hey, act recklessly and lawlessly, this is the real No. [-] dude." Wang Qiong grinned and patted the seventh prince on the shoulder.

"I can help you!"

"Crazy, you are all crazy." The young man gritted his teeth and shouted.

What did these two lunatics think they were talking about?
Killing the Palace of Light?Are these two lunatics killing pigs?

"Go back and tell Ye Wutian that I'll be waiting for him in the imperial capital, waiting to fight him." Wang Qiong waved his hand.

His eyes were filled with fighting spirit and anticipation.

"Okay, very good, butcher, you are worthy of being a butcher." The young man took a deep look at Wang Qiong, turned around and left.

Just a few steps away, the young man suddenly stopped, turned his head and said: "Butcher, remember my name, my name is Wei Wuchen."

"You go, I can't remember!" Wang Qiong waved.

In a word, Wei Wuchen almost choked to vomit blood.

"One day, I will let you remember me." Wei Wuchen growled in a low voice, revealing a trace of irritation.

After the words fell, he soared into the sky and flew into the vast sky.

"You didn't kill him." The Seventh Prince withdrew his gaze and couldn't help saying.

"Huh?" Wang Qiong's face showed a strange expression: "There is something wrong with you, am I that kind of person?"

"Of course you are that kind of person." The Seventh Prince affirmed.

"Usually, if someone is so arrogant in front of you, you would have already slapped him to death."

"The two countries are confronting each other, so it's fine if you don't kill them. I also have a bottom line." Wang Qiong shook his head.

No wonder he has a bad reputation outside, and even his own people misunderstand him so much.

"Stop!" The Seventh Prince stared at Wang Qiong suspiciously.

"Well, I didn't!" Wang Qiong curled his lips, and immediately showed a meaningful smile.

"I left something on that kid."

"I knew you wouldn't let him go." The Seventh Prince showed such an expression, looking at the direction where Wei Wuchen disappeared, he couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.

This poor child, so desperate to die, actually ran to Wang Qiong to challenge him, isn't he overwhelmed?
"Heaven and earth conscience, he sent it to the door himself, I didn't force him." Wang Qiong said with an innocent face.

He is called a butcher, he has always sharpened his knife, and ordinary people avoid it, but this person is so bold, relying on the background of the Palace of Light, he is so powerful, he even ran in front of him to pretend to be aggressive, and pretended to be so into the show.

Wang Qiong couldn't even withdraw his sword.

"What did you leave on him?" The Seventh Prince asked curiously.

"insect……"

"A bug!!" Wang Qiong said mysteriously.

(End of this chapter)