The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Tu Wuji doesn't have the demeanor of a former master, like a downcast wild dog, weeping bitterly, with a look of despair on his face!

"As long as you let me go! Whether you kill Song Yuanfeng or my useless grandson, I won't pursue it!"

"I think you are a peerless genius. You must be interested in the Eternal Stone of Myself! I know a little clue, but no one else knows. As long as you let me go, I will tell you the secret!"

"Also! You definitely want to take revenge on the Yin Temple. I know their lair is in the capital. Please let me go and I will take you there!"

"If you are still not satisfied, I will grab all the wealth and beauties in the world and give them to you as my apology!"

Tu Wuji kept talking, seducing Ye Huan. This guy was still a young man in his twenties, and his knowledge was still too shallow for a 300-year-old monster like him.

Hearing him say so many bad promises, maybe he will really be tempted, and let him go in a flash!

But he didn't know that Ye Huan had walked all the way, as long as he was a mortal enemy, he would not show any mercy.

It is Ye Huan's creed in life to cut grass and root out!

What's more, Tu Wuji has been with him forever!

If this person is not dead, Ye Huan will have trouble sleeping and eating!

Seeing that Ye Huan's face was dark and iron, he didn't say a word, and he was determined to kill him, Tu Wuji's heart was so cold, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, and said the last condition!

"Ye Huan, I am the Venerable Sanhua! As long as you let me go, I will sign a life-and-death contract, and I will be your cow and horse for life and death, won't you be tempted?"

Ye Huan still didn't say a word, he didn't want to waste time in arguing with words, but raced against time, with the long sword in his palm, he went straight to Tu Wuji!

This old boy almost killed him and forced him to have only one month of life left. If he hadn't been determined, he would have died here!

However, this old boy still wants to confuse him, saying that he is a three-year-old child like a bull or a horse?

A domineering and long-standing Venerable Sanhua would be willing to be driven by a young junior?

Totally impossible!

Tu Wuji, a boy like this, is born with rebellious bones, if he stays by his side, he will definitely be an invisible bomb!

What's more, Ye Huan didn't have the confidence to restrain this guy, the difference in realm was too big!

Moreover, this guy also colluded with the Yin Temple, who was like a rat crossing the street. Ye Huan and him colluded together, and the disadvantages definitely outweighed the advantages!

and so.

Paint Promise.

must die!

The flames in Ye Huan's eyes are burning fiercely!

Although his face was no longer as handsome as before, it was more determined!

That unpretentious sword fell down suddenly!

Tu Wuji was terrified, cursed secretly, and forcibly dodged the blow, the blade of the sword fluttered across, cutting off his clothes.

When he rolled like this, streaks of dust rolled up on the messy ground, Ye Huan passed through the dust, and dropped his sword again.

Swish swish!

As if indefatigable, Ye Huan only knew how to draw the sword and swing it, his arms moved like a machine, and the sword light kept flickering.

Tu Wuji kept dodging, but his body was still stained with many scars, and his old face became paler, with no trace of blood visible.

"Ye Huan, you should die!"

"Ye Huan, you are despicable and shameless!"

"If it wasn't for that dragon beard needle, what would you use to kill me!"

"Ye Huan, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go! Wait for my wronged soul to seek your revenge!"

At this time, Tu Wuji also deeply realized that Ye Huan could not let him go.

He simply smashed the jar and cursed viciously.

In the end, Ye Huan pierced his heart ruthlessly with a sword, and the long sword nailed him straight to the ground, and he kept twisting his body.

He even wanted to get up and give Ye Huan two slaps.

But the two hands that were raised were cut off by Ye Huan on the spot!

And Ye Huan himself was not much better, if not for the elixir to restore his injury, his broken hands would not even be able to hold the sword.

Tu Wuji fell to the ground powerlessly, looking at Ye Huan dripping with blood, his eyes turned to the endless sky.

At this time, he knew that he had no way out, and he didn't bother to speak ill at each other.

Those eyes are full of longing for life, nostalgia for this world... 300 years of practice are but a moment, he wants to obtain eternal life, he doesn't want to die...

However, Ye Huan didn't give him a chance.

He drew out the sword, stabbed, and stabbed again, until his flesh was bloody, and there was not a single piece of good flesh visible all over his body.

Tu Wuji smiled bitterly, looked at Ye Huan, his vision became more and more blurred, but there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Ye Huan, even if you kill me, do you think you can live alone? Cough cough... the feeling of burning life is not good, right?"

"How much life do you have left? One week? One month? Hehe, it doesn't matter anymore. All I know is that there will be you on the road to the underworld. I'll just go first!"

Tu Wuji couldn't stop laughing wildly, and his tone was terrifying, "Ye Huan, I've lived to be three hundred years old, so it's not a loss if I die. You're only in your 20s, and you're going to follow in my footsteps. Hahaha, I'm waiting for you in the underworld!"

After saying the last sentence, Tu Wuji's eyes widened with anger, and he died of anger!

With his death, Ye Huan seemed to have been drained of his last ounce of strength, and the Sky Opening Sword in his hand turned into a crystal light spot and dissipated into the air.

Puff.

Ye Huan was paralyzed and fell to his knees!

The trembling lips, the bloody face, the broken internal organs, even the breathing is intermittent, and there is no place in the whole body that does not hurt.

However, he still supported his hands and crawled towards where Tu Wuji was, and his palms lightly landed on Tu Wuji's dantian.

""Sun, Moon and Star Judgment", swallow it for me!"

After finally slaughtering this old boy, if he doesn't get some benefits, he will be at a loss!

At this moment, although Tu Wuji was dead, in the dantian, the three crystal clear flowers were still swaying unceasingly, exuding bursts of dao charm.

Unlike Ye Huan's exhausted lamp, even before death, Tu Wuji still had plenty of real energy in his body.

It's just that the meridian through which his true essence is running has been solidified by the toxin from the dragon's beard needle, making the torrent of true essence blocked and unable to circulate.

Ye Huan was lucky enough to kill him.

Otherwise, it would be almost impossible for Houtian warriors to slaughter Venerable Sanhua.

But at this moment, without Tu Wuji's control, the three little flowers representing the attributes of wind, cloud and water became unowned things, which were easily absorbed by Ye Huan and entered Ye Huan's dantian.

When the three little flowers left, they also took away all of Tu Wuji's true energy and put them all into Ye Huan's body. This is a great tonic, and the internal force crystals in Ye Huan's dantian quickly condensed and increased by a full ten times .

But Ye Huan didn't dare to refine it hastily, but sealed it. The majestic power of the true essence surpassed him too much. If he really wanted to refine it, the weak Ye Huan would explode and die.