Chapter 993 Only I Can Bully You

In the vast battlefield, everyone stopped fighting and all looked at Ye Futian.

Those who are strong in the holy realm can overcome the calamity of the holy way and attack the rules of the hidden way.

Zhisheng, the Holy Lord of Zhisheng Cliff, climbed to the second stage of the holy path, unfathomable, ranking thirty on the holy list, so no one would think that Zhisheng would change his life with Ye Futian.

The big blood-colored palm prints covered the sky, under the gaze of countless eyes, the body of the village chief Huajian continued to go down, the sky seemed to collapse under the palm prints, and the blood stained Zhisheng's palm, but he seemed to feel uncomfortable. When it comes to pain, life and death are ignored, and these injuries are nothing.

Before death, at least the Holy Palace should be buried with him.

Killing Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Yaya, and Hua Jieyu, whether it is the next or the future, the Dao Palace will be destroyed.

Under that palm print, Ye Futian and the others looked extremely small. Even though they almost all had the invincible strength of the saints, the person who wanted to kill them was the real saint.

They saw the monstrous power of Yu Sheng's body, saw Yaya's ponytail untied, her long hair flying, and Hua Jieyu's incarnation as a queen, wanting to hold the palm print that was hanging down with all her strength.

Of course, they also saw the incomparable radiance released from Ye Futian's body. The extreme brilliance that was deliberately covered up before, like an emperor, soared upwards, blended into the halberd of time and space, and assassinated, as if to penetrate the sky.

"boom."

There was a muffled sound, and the big bloody palm print descended and fell.

Holding the holy sword in her hand, Yaya slammed down her palm prints, her long hair fluttered wildly, the endless sword intent was shattered, and the endless sword intent even rolled back and pierced into her body.

Yu Sheng held the battle-axe in both hands, and his body like a demon god chopped the battle-axe on the palm print. The battle-axe was blown away and hit his body, but he didn't retreat, his body still stood upright, his hands hit the blood-colored palm print, He wanted to prop him up, but there was a rumbling sound of explosions, and his Demon God's body exploded continuously, with bright red blood flowing out.

Hua Jieyu's eyes were so strange, as if they no longer belonged to her, the phantom behind her merged with her body, and an extremely terrifying storm of thought power was born, controlling all the power in this world, trying to hold up the bloody The big palm print didn't let it fall, and the weak body was fearless at the moment, clapping out with both hands, blasting out along with the storm.

"boom……"

The halberd of time and space in Ye Futian's hand blasted out, carrying endless force in the middle of the palm print, trying to tear it apart, but only a small gap was torn, and the body seemed to be crushed , the internal organs seemed to collapse.

The violent sound was still the same, and the power of the avenue suppressed it, but the power of the bloody palm print had weakened a lot. After all, the village chief turned his sword to attack on the palm print, which naturally blocked part of the power.

But even so, it is still not enough.

Their bodies were all suppressed, the madness in their bodies was destroyed, and blood was spit out from their mouths. Zhisheng didn't want them to live at all.

Hua Jieyu glanced at Ye Futian with her bewitching pupils, tears filled her beautiful eyes, and then her body seemed to be burning, and her divine sense seemed to be burning as well, and infinite power descended from the sky and merged into her body Among them, a force that did not belong to her bloomed out.

"I would like to use my body as a sacrifice, in exchange for the empress."

A solemn and desperate voice came out, Hua Jieyu seemed to have the power of the holy way, and even a ray of the supreme pressure of the royal way, even her eyes seemed to have changed, full of indifference to everything, Sweep up.

Spiritual thoughts as a guide, using her body as a sacrifice, in exchange for the Queen's thought, above the sky, the spiritual thoughts lead to the catastrophe of the Dao, Hua Jieyu still holds the palm prints in both hands, her body is burning, and the spiritual thoughts seem to be burning too, leading the way of heaven Jie, counter-attacked, split open the big blood-colored palm print, and tore each of them to pieces.

"Go to hell." Zhisheng roared, and continued to press down, trying to kill the group in front of him at all costs.

Yaya's body seemed to be torn apart by a sharp sword, endless sword light bloomed from her body, she turned her head to look at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu, and murmured: "Brother, Yaya is leaving. "

As the voice fell, an incomparable sword light erupted centered on her body. A huge sword-shaped pattern appeared on the palm print, and an endless sword suddenly appeared on the sky. Even, in the vast battlefield, countless sword cultivators His sword was also clanging, and flew out of his hand, heading towards Yaya.

Countless people watched this scene in astonishment, feeling their hearts tremble wildly. In this short moment, the strong man in the holy realm finally arrived, Li Sheng and Jiang Sheng had arrived, and the holy power was permeating.

But seeing at this time, the barefoot girl's long hair was flying wildly, an infinite sword intent was born in her body, and her body changed little by little, even her appearance and temperament were changing, although she was still a girl. Ya's face seemed to grow rapidly, become mature, and full of sacredness. Her eyes looked at Zhisheng in the void, with an air of indifference to the world and cold killing intent.

"boom……"

The palm print was finally shattered and exploded under the attack of thought power and sword energy, and the endless sword of the sky was unified, turned into a sword, and swallowed out a sword light that killed everything.

When the sword came out, Zhisheng's pupils dilated, and the next moment, a beam of sword light passed through his body, and Zhisheng's body was directly shattered, turning into nothingness.

In an instant, the soul flew away, and the Holy Lord of Zhisheng Cliff was completely turned into dust and ashes, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Afterwards, the monstrous sword intent dissipated, and the girl's body floated down feebly. The holy sword flashed and appeared under the girl's body, lifted her body up, and slowly floated in the air.

The village chief knelt down on his knees and crawled in the void. Tears appeared in his old eyes. It was unknown whether they were tears for the disappearance of Yaya, tears for the return of the master, or a combination of both.

Yu Sheng's body like a demon god fell from the void, and Ye Futian did the same. His body fell weakly, and blood kept spitting out from his mouth. He looked in the direction where Hua Jieyu and Yaya were, and there were also tears in his eyes.

"No..." he whispered, his voice seemed a little hoarse, his heart was in great pain, extremely painful.

The reason why he felt sorry for Yaya back then and asked her to call her brother was because he had already guessed Yaya's ending, she was a poor girl.

Now, the speculation has become a reality, Yaya disappeared, and the person who replaced her may still be Yaya, or maybe it is the once famous Void Sword Master.

He looked at Jieyu, his heart ached like it was about to burst.

Hua Jieyu's body was burning, as if turning into nothingness bit by bit, just like him, falling powerlessly, she turned around with difficulty, her bewitching eyes became clear, as if she had returned to herself, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, But with a bright smile.

Finally, should everything be over?

Zhisheng was killed, and all the saints came, Kyushu, no one can kill him anymore.

Such an ending, isn't it beautiful?

It's just that the emperor's will is burning, and Xia Huang's side... I hope he can survive this calamity.

"boom."

Ye Futian's body fell to the ground, and he stretched out his hands tremblingly, catching Hua Jieyu's falling body. Her body was light and light, as if she had lost weight, and dissipated little by little.

"Explanation."

Ye Futian's heart ached like bleeding, he raised his head and shouted, "Senior Jiang Sheng."

Jiang Sheng glanced at the sky, and stood there silently, unable to recover.

Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes were still smiling, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Ye Futian's cheek, and said softly, "I can't be your empress anymore."

"No." Ye Futian shook his head: "I don't agree."

Endless emerald green light poured into Hua Jieyu's body, but it was useless at all, it still couldn't stop her body from dissipating.

"Remember, you are not allowed to marry such a poor woman like me in the future. Your empress is a woman who will make Jiu Tian look pale." Hua Jieyu's illusory figure was still smiling, but for some reason, he couldn't hold back his tears. stay.

"I promised you that the empress can only be you."

"Fool." Hua Jieyu said softly, "But you have to promise me that you won't be bullied by her. In this world, only I can bully you."

"Only you can." Ye Futian burst into tears.

"Well, I feel very relaxed now, but why, I obviously have no heart, but it still hurts so much, does the soul also shed tears?" Her body became more and more illusory, and gradually, it turned into a A blurry shadow, but tears can still be seen on his face.

Endless light surrounded Hua Jieyu's body and flowed towards the void. Hua Jieyu felt an invisible force calling her.

Is this the call of death?

"Promise me, you must live well." Her illusory figure floated towards the void.

"No..." Ye Futian stretched out his hand to grab it, but found that he couldn't grab anything. He watched Hua Jieyu turn into a ray of light and headed towards the sky.

Ye Futian's outstretched arms trembled, and there was only endless despair in his eyes.

There was silence in the battlefield, and everyone looked at him.

In the void, there was a lotus lamp burning all the time. On the lotus lamp, a vague figure appeared, so beautiful that it was breathtaking. She looked at the desperate Ye Futian, and her pure and flawless face was also covered with tears.

Looking up at the distant figure, her body was also burning, and then the endless lotus lantern chased towards the sky.

A ray of Buddha lamp fell on Ye Futian's body, and a voice rang in his mind.

"I am a lamp in front of the Buddha. It is born by fate and dies by fate. I will protect her for you." Hua Qingqing's voice was soft. Ye Futian watched the Buddha's light leave the sky. He was puzzled and felt like a knife twisting his heart .

"This battle ends here."

In the void, Xia Sheng's cold eyes swept towards everyone. Zhi Sheng violated the rules and severely injured Ye Futian and others. He should have been sentenced, but Zhi Sheng had died.

"I disagree."

An extremely cold voice came out, Xia Sheng looked down at the sky, and saw Ye Futian standing up, the incomparably bright emperor's brilliance soared upwards, straight into the sky, his body seemed to be burning, and his killing intent was also burning !