Chapter 4392 4392 A Smile of Relief
"That's all, living is painful for you, so I'll give you a ride." Ye Yunji said leisurely and slapped his forehead with a palm.
This time, everyone finally saw clearly how he acted. This palm is light and agile, like floating clouds, yet majestic, as if it contains supreme majesty.
Not to mention that Shen Tuyu had already suffered heavy injuries at this time. Even if he was not injured, even if he had not lost his consciousness and was in his prime, he might not be able to stop this light but powerful palm. Without any resistance at all, he was slapped on the forehead by the young man opposite. His whole body was shaken, and he instantly turned to stone, standing there blankly.
In an instant, a clear light seemed to flash in Shen Tuyu's eyes, and a smile of relief appeared on his dull, mummy-like face.
A gust of breeze blew by, and the long-dried body turned into dust bit by bit and dispersed with the wind. Illusive rays of light floated from his body, outlining a handsome hazy face in mid-air, and disappeared quietly with a relaxed smile.
The once most powerful person in the Shengyuan Sect just disappeared without a sound, completely disappearing in front of his eyes and disappearing from the world.
All around, there was dead silence. All the disciples of the Shengyuan Sect were dumbfounded, not sure whether they were stunned or frightened. No one could make a sound, but their eyes became extremely weird.
Shen Tuyu's loyalty to the sect was naturally unquestionable, so he mutilated his soul and refined himself into a soul-killing body with extremely firm belief. But under the pain of killing the soul, he must have regretted it, otherwise he would not have shown such a relieved smile at the moment of being turned into ashes.
"Master Elder!" Yuan Daoling was not so emotional. Looking at Shen Tuyu's dissipating soul shadow in mid-air, he let out a heart-rending cry.
Shen Tuyu, Yu Wenbo, and Yuan Shengqing, the three soul-killing Taoists, are the Shengyuan Sect's greatest reliance, and they are also their hope to return to the Wuji Holy Heaven and regain the glory of their ancestors. Now one is seriously injured, and the other is completely wiped out. He died in front of his eyes, and his heart was stabbed to pieces by an invisible sword.
"How dare you kill my sect elder and destroy his soul-killing body, I will kill you, kill you!" Under extreme grief and anger, Yuandaoling completely lost his mind and took the other two soul-killing bodies with him. Together they rushed towards Ye Yunji.
The strength of the eighth-grade Emperor Saint was aroused to the extreme. Yuandaoling's beard and hair were all spread out, and he was filled with murderous aura.
Affected by his mind, the other two soul-killing Dao bodies also had hideous faces, their bodies were filled with black mist, and they released a cold and extremely suppressed aura of death.
Weng Yuanming, Zhen Fengliu and others all looked solemn. The three eighth-grade emperor saints, I don't know if Ye Yunji and Gu Fenghua can cope with it, or maybe adding Luo Enen and a few others will be enough, right? As for themselves, they don't even need to think too much. Even if they risk their lives, they will never be a match for these three people.
His eyes naturally turned to Luo Enen and the others, but it was obvious that they were overthinking. Ye Yunji still had that faint smile on her face. She didn't give Luo Enen and others a chance to take action, and she didn't even give Gu Fenghua a chance to take action. She took a step forward and slowly clapped her two palms.
There was no move from Jingtian, no change of scenery, only Yuandaoling gave a fierce meal and flew out like a kite with its string broken. And those two seemingly slow palms also hit Yuan Shangqing Yu Wenbo's forehead, one on the left and the other on the right.