The Legend of Futian

1014. Chapter 993 only I can bully you

Chapter 993, only I can bully you

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

The sacred place is strong, crossing the holy road, attacking the rules of the avenue.

Knowing the Holy Spirit, knowing the Holy Land and the Holy Land, the second scene of the St. Path, is unfathomable. It ranks 30th in the Holy List, so no one will think of the Holy See and Yo Futian.

The big palm print of the blood color covered the sky. Under the gaze of countless eyes, the body that pressed the sword of the village chief continued to go down. The sky seemed to collapse under the palm print. The blood stained the palm of the sanctification, but he felt like it was not. To the pain, life and death have been set aside, and these injuries have been counted.

Before you die, at least let the Holy Path Palace be buried.

Kill Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, 丫丫 and Hua Jieyu, and the Taoist Palace will be destroyed, both next and in the future.

Under the palm print, Ye Futian, they are extraordinarily small, even though they almost all have the invincible strength of the underworld, but the people who want to kill them are true holy.

They saw the scorpio of Yu Sheng, and saw the ponytails smashed, long hair flying, and saw Hua Jieyu incarnate the Queen, wanting to hold on to the sloping palm print.

Of course, they also saw the unparalleled radiance of Ye Futian’s release. The ultimate brilliance that was deliberately concealed, like an emperor, swayed up and sneaked into the shackles of time and space, seemingly penetrating the sky.

“boom.”

There was a dull sound coming out, and the big bloody palm print came down.

He held the holy sword, and the palm prints smashed, and the long hair frantically danced. The endless sword was broken by the students, and the endless swords even rolled back and pierced her body.

Yu Sheng’s two-handed battle axe, like a demon-like body, put the battle axe on the palm of his hand. The battle axe was shocked and hit him on his body, but he did not retreat, his body still stood, his hands on the bloody palm print. He wants to prop up him, and the bursting sound of the rumble is heard. His demon body is constantly bursting, and the blood of the red is flowing out.

Hua Jieyu’s eyes are extremely fascinating, as if she is no longer her own. The shadow behind her is integrated with her body. The horrible power of Wind is born, taking control of all the power between the heavens and the earth, and wanting to hold up the blood. The big palm print did not let it fall, and the weak body was fearless at the moment, and both hands slammed out and blasted with the Wind storm.

“boom……”

In the hands of Ye Futian, the time and space smashed out, carrying the endless power in the middle of the palm print, wanting to tear it apart, but only tearing a small gap, the body would seem to collapse The internal organs seem to collapse.

The violent sound is still the same, and the avenue of the avenue is suppressed, but the power of the bloody palm print has weakened a lot. After all, the village chief attacked the sword on the palm print, which naturally blocked some of the power.

But even so, it is still not enough.

Their bodies were all suppressed, the madness of the body was destroyed, the blood spit out in the mouth, and the sanctification did not want them to live.

Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian with a sly eye, and she shed tears in the beautiful water. Then her body seemed to be burning, and her thoughts were burning. There was infinite power on the sky and it fell into her body. Among them, a force that does not belong to her at all blooms.

“I would like to take the body as a sacrifice and change the Queen’s thought.”

A solemn and desperate voice came out. Hua Jieyu seemed to have the power of the Holy Way. There was even a supreme kingly pressure. Even her eyes seemed to have changed, full of disregard for all eyes. Empty up.

God read as a quotation, as a sacrifice, for the Queen’s thoughts, above the sky, God read the road to rob, Hua Jieyu hands still holding the palm print, her body is burning, God seems to be burning, lead the heavens In the end, the bloody big palm print was opened, and one of the tears was smashed.

“Go to death.” Knowing the screaming, continue to oppress, and at all costs, also kill the immediate pedestrians.

The sly body seemed to be torn apart by the sword, and the endless sword light bloomed out of her. She looked back at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu and muttered: “Brother, I am leaving.”

The voice fell, and her body was centered, and an unparalleled sword light broke out. There was a huge sword-shaped pattern on the palm print. On the sky, there was an endless sword suddenly. Even in the vast battlefield, countless swords were in the hands. The sword is also screaming, flying out of the hand and heading for it.

Countless people are watching this scene with sorrow. They only feel the trepidation of their hearts. This moment, the Holy Land is finally coming, Li Sheng and Jiang Sheng are all here, and the Holy Spirit is pervasive.

But at this time, the bare-footed girl was flying wildly and frantically, and her body was born with infinite swords. The body actually changed a little bit. Even her face and her temperament were changing, although it was still awkward. His face is like a fast-growing, mature, and full of sacred meaning. Her eyes look at the sacredness in the void, with indifference to the world and coldness.

“boom……”

The palm print was finally crushed and burst under the power of attack and the sword, and the Unmaker, the sword of the endless sword, turned into a sword and swallowed a sword light that killed everything.

The sword is out, the Zhisheng pupil is enlarged, and the next moment, a sword light passes through the body, and the body of the sanctification is directly smashed and turned into nothingness.

In an instant, the soul flies and scatters, knowing the holy saint of the Holy Cliff, completely turned into dust and ashes, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Later, the sword of the sky was dispersed, and the girl’s body was unable to float down. The holy sword flashed and appeared under the girl’s body, holding her body up and floating slowly.

The head of the village squatted on the knees and squatted in the void. In the old eyes, there was tears in the water. I don’t know if it was tearing for the disappearance of the cockroach, or the tears of the return of the master, or both.

Yu Sheng The body of the demon god fell from the void, and Ye Futian also had the same body, the body fell weakly, and the blood in his mouth continued to spit out. His eyes looked in the direction of Hua Jieyu and his sister, and he also had tears in his eyes.

“No…” He whispered, his voice seemed hoarse, his heart hurt and he was incomparably painful.

When he was distressed and asked her to call her brother, she had already guessed the ending of the embarrassment. It was a poor girl.

Nowadays, speculation has become a reality, and cockroaches have disappeared. The people who replaced her may still be embarrassed, or perhaps, the emptiness of the Juggernaut.

His eyes looked at the explanation, and the heart seemed to be cracked.

Hua Jieyu’s body is burning, as if a little bit of nothing, like him, falling weakly, her hard turn, the demon eyes become clear, as if returning to self, she is beautiful, tears, but There are also bright smiles.

Finally, everything should be over.

The sacred sect was killed, the sacred priests came, and Kyushu, no one can kill him.

This ending is not very beautiful.

Only, the emperor burns, Xia Huang over there… I hope he can survive this robbery.

“boom.”

Ye Futian’s body fell, and he shuddered and stretched out his hands, catching the body of Hua Jieyu’s body. Her body was light and fluttering, like no weight, a little dissipated.

“Interpretation.”

Ye Futian’s heart was like a bloody pain. He looked up and shouted: “Jiang Sheng’s predecessor.”

Jiang Sheng glanced down and stood there silently, unable to return to heaven.

Hua Jieyu is still smiling, she reaches out and wants to touch Ye Futian’s cheek, whispering: “Can’t be your emperor.”

“No.” Ye Futian shook his head: “I don’t agree.”

The endless green glow flooded into Hua Jieyu’s body, but it was useless at all, still unable to stop her body’s dissipation.

“Remember, I won’t be jealous of a woman who is so bad in the future. Your emperor is a woman who wants to be eclipsed for nine days.” Hua Jieyu’s illusory figure still smiles, but somehow, but can’t stop tears Water Staying.

“I promised you, the emperor can only be you.”

“Stupid.” Hua Jieyu softly said: “But you have to promise me, can’t be bullied by her, this world, only I can bully you.”

“Only you can.” Ye Futian tears in the rain.

“Well, it feels very relaxed now, just why, I obviously have no heart, but still hurt so much, the soul, will also cry.” Her body is more and more illusory, gradually, turned into a The shadow of the blur, but still can see the tears of the face.

Endless light surrounds Hua Jieyu’s body and flows toward the void. Hua Jieyu feels an invisible force calling her.

Is this the call of death?

“Promise me, be sure to live well.” Her illusory figure drifted toward the void.

“No…” Ye Futian reached out and tried to catch it, but found nothing to grasp. He watched Hua Jieyu turn into a light and headed for the sky.

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

Silent and silent in the battlefield, everyone looked at him.

In the void, there is a lotus lamp burning all the time. On the lotus lamp, a blurred figure appears, and the beauty is suffocating. She looks at the desperate Ye Futian, and the pure and flawless face is also covered with tears.

Looking up at the distant figure, her body was burning, and then the endless lotus lamp went to the sky.

There was a Buddha light on Ye Futian’s body, and a voice rang in his mind.

“I have a lamp in front of the Buddha, because of the fate, because of the fate, I am guarding her for you.” Hua Qingqing’s voice is soft, Ye Futian looks at the sky, the Buddha light is gone, he is puzzled, only feels like a knife .

“This battle, stop here.”

In the void, Xia Sheng’s cold eyes swept to the people, and the sanctification violated the rules and hit Ye Futian and others. It should have been decided, but the sanctification was already in the body.

“I disagree.”

An icy voice came out, Xia Sheng looked down to the sky, only to see Ye Futian stand up, the incomparable emperor Guanghui swayed up and went straight into the sky, his body seemed to be burning, and the killing was burning. !

(End of this chapter)