Wuyou God of War finally discovered that Ye Wulei was the disciple of his old friend.
From the beginning, Ye Wulei had a feeling that was very familiar to him.
It seems that that is the old friend's true energy.
"The old guy gave you everything!"
Wushu War God laughed miserably, his face full of ridicule: "It seems that even if he barely survives, he will not have a good life!"
"Unlike me, I have enjoyed decades of glory and wealth after inheriting his achievements!"
"Haha! It's worth it!"
Wushuo War God said proudly, without feeling a trace of guilt in his heart.
The second master regarded him as a real good brother, but he only used his brother as a tool for climbing.
When he climbed to a high position, he sold his brother out without hesitation.
Ye Wulei looked at him coldly: "Your good days are over."
He walked forward step by step: "I will avenge Master!"
"Today is the day when you, the fake God of War, will die!"
The Wuhuang God of War looked extremely vicious: "You are dreaming!"
As he spoke, he frantically circulated the energy in his body and pounced on Ye Wulei with all his strength.
The next moment, his body was broken into two pieces in the air.
The Wushu God of War lost his lower body, leaving only his upper body lying on the ground, panting crazily.
"I am going to kill you!"
"Let you die as tragically as your master!"
The Wushu God of War screamed crazily, and soon blood foam kept coming out of his mouth, and he was speechless.
Even with his level of cultivation, if he lost half of his body at once, he would definitely die.
It is true that he can persist for a period of time longer than ordinary people, but this period of time only brings him endless pain.
The God of War was in great pain at this time. Due to the loss of a large amount of blood, his entire face had become extremely pale.
The cooperation made his face full of wrinkles, making him look like a ghost, ugly and hideous!
Ye Wulei looked at him expressionlessly and said nothing!
I finally avenged my second master!
"Wuhuang War God, died like this?"
"He is not the God of War! He is just a substitute who pretended to be the God of War decades ago!"
"This is so shocking, the truth must be spread out and let everyone know!"
Everyone present saw everything that just happened.
The words spoken by the Wushu God of War himself were also spread as they were.
Of course Wuhuang War God himself doesn't want other people to know that he is a fake.
At first, he thought that with his own strength, everyone present would die.
So even if you tell the truth, it doesn't matter at all.
What he never expected was that Ye Wulei would be so powerful and defeat him directly!
This time, he will not only be tortured to death.
And the identity of the counterfeit will be revealed directly.
The most important thing in his life is his reputation.
And now his reputation has been completely ruined.
The most ironic thing is that he said all this himself.
The Internet spreads extremely fast.
After everyone present uploaded the video.
Within a few minutes, the God of War Wushu personally admitted the truth about that year, and the video of him unmasking immediately became the biggest hit.
Now everyone knows that the God of War is actually a fake!
"Look! Everyone is commenting and abusing this God of War!"
"They say he is a useless fake, so different from the real God of War!"
"That's right! The most famous achievements of the God of War were all completed before he took over, and he didn't make any decent achievements at all afterwards!"
"That's ridiculous! Counterfeiters deserve to die!"
Everyone read the comments on the Internet and continued to ridicule!
The God of War, Wushu, was lying on the ground, listening to these people's insults to him, his eyes were blood red.
He screamed wildly and wanted to kill these people.
But now, he can no longer protect himself and cannot move where he is, let alone hurt others?
Those ordinary people who once were now looked at him condescendingly and showed extremely disdain for him!
The God of War seemed to have returned to many years ago.
He had been treated like this before.
But his brother has become the god of war respected by thousands of people.
At that time, he swore that he would never be insulted like this again in his life!
At this moment, the shame of the past and the shame of the present were superimposed, making him filled with endless anger.
The God of War without any worries stared at his red eyes, these people must die.
Anyone who mocks him will die.
Ye Wulei must die too.
He opened his mouth, wanting to run his technique one last time to kill the others.
Unexpectedly, a stream of blood spurted out from the chest, directly staining the ground beneath him red!
The aura of Wuyou God of War became extremely weak, and he instantly withered to the ground.
Soon after, the sound was completely lost.
The once arrogant and arrogant God of War, Wuhu, died silently on the street.
Before he died, he was ridiculed and abused by countless people.
Ye Wulei looked at the body of the God of War without expression on the ground and put away his head.
This should be used as a tribute to the second master to pay homage to him!
The second master, Quanxia Youzhi, will definitely smile with great relief.
Decades of hatred finally ended on this day.
This fake Wuyou War God, as well as his disciples, all died in Ye Wulei's hands.
The great revenge was avenged, and Ye Wulei was ready to leave Yingchuan City.
He wanted to return to the cemetery and tell the masters the great news.
Soon after.
Jiangzhou City, northern suburbs cemetery!
In front of a row of simple tombstones, Ye Wulei knelt here to pay homage to the second master.
"Masters, don't be anxious."
Ye Wulei said calmly: "The deep hatred has been resolved by two people!"
"The God of War without Dust, the God of War without Disaster!"
"Both of them have been executed."
"Don't worry for the remaining seven masters, I will slowly make them all pay the price!"
After Ye Wulei finished speaking, he slowly stood up and looked into the distance.
Since he came back here, he has been inquiring about other enemies.
Unfortunately, except for the two dead war gods, everyone else seemed to be invisible and there was no news.
Ye Wulei was not impatient.
He knew he still had a lot of time.
"Masters, I would like to ask you to wait here for a while."
Ye Wulei said to the tombstone: "When all revenge is avenged, I will give you a glorious burial!"
When the time comes, he will hold the most solemn funeral in the world.
Let everyone know about their nine masters, how amazing they are.
And their past stories will also come to light.
This is Ye Wulei's best tribute to them.
Ye Wulei was just about to leave when he heard a burst of footsteps in the distance.
After entering the cemetery, the footsteps slowed down a lot, as if to express their respect.
What arrived was a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face. He was dressed in a black high-end suit, and his whole person was full of the temperament of having been in a high position for a long time.
"Is it Mr. Ye Wulei?"
