In the battlefield, the situation has changed abruptly.

Ye Futian killed one person, holding the halberd of time and space and staring at the other eight powerhouses, and at the same time, Yaya and Yu Sheng walked into the battlefield, and their cold pupils swept towards the eight people.

For a moment, a suffocating coercion enveloped the bodies of the eight people, making them all feel a trace of coolness.

They glanced at Hua Jieyu and Ye Futian, in this way, were they not able to kill the two of them?

They glanced at each other, as if their minds were connected, their bodies moved at the same time, like a lightning bolt towards Ye Futian, the needle sword in their hands killed out at the same time, and the light of endless killing pointed at Ye Futian, as if to completely tear the space where Ye Futian was located into pieces.

Hua Jieyu's body still appeared behind Ye Futian, and the spiritual power of the two seemed to turn into one, turning into golden lightning, and like the catastrophe of the Great Dao, rushing into the minds of the eight powerhouses, the halberd of time and space burst out with the most brilliant brilliance, and the surrounding space was completely imprisoned, and the bodies of the eight powerhouses were all shrouded in it, and they felt that their movements were restricted.

The halberd of time and space in Ye Futian's hand swept out directly, slashing through an arc, and the power of endless space tearing towards the eight people killed at the same time, and countless particle rules penetrated the golden silk thread from the opponent's attack, attacking against attack, exploding in front of the opponent, and every strand of particles turned into a terrifying killing force.

The swords in the hands of the eight people trembled, blocking the light of the particles from the attack, and their bodies retreated.

At this moment, a terrifying aura came, there was a sword roar through the void, a person suddenly turned around, and saw a holy sword killing, domineering and unstoppable, his needle sword cut out, turned into a line that cut everything, but the huge boundless holy sword went forward, crushing everything, boom, and his body was directly pierced by the holy sword, and he died.

Although the strength of these nine powerhouses is extremely strong, they are all comparable to the figures on the virtuous list, but they are better at attacking, whether it is for the physical body or for the spiritual power, they are extremely terrifying, especially the nine people join forces to form a formation, which is simply a god blocking and killing gods.

But at this moment, the formation had been broken, and they were subjected to a mental attack, and they were shocked back by Ye Futian, how could they block Yaya's blow, and they were directly killed by a sword.

The body like a demon god for the rest of his life also arrived, and he stepped out in one step and descended in front of a strong man, allowing the incomparably terrifying tearing sword intent to attack on the body of the demon path, as if he couldn't perceive it, the ruling battle axe in his hand slashed out, and as soon as the axe went down, the opponent's body directly turned into two parts, and the dead could not die again.

At the beginning of the imperial mausoleum, for the rest of his life, he was in the realm of a virtuous man, demonized, and blocked Ji Ya, the second person on the virtuous list.

Now, he has become a virtuous monarch and become a demon again, how strong is his strength? Just a single strong person, where can he afford his axe.

In the blink of an eye, the three powerhouses were killed.

Ye Fu Tianhua explained, Yaya, and Yu Sheng, and surrounded the other six people with the momentum of the horns, as if the situation was completely reversed.

The faces of the six people turned pale, unexpectedly, failed?

Ye Futian held the halberd of time and space and walked forward step by step, the halberd of time and space leaned there, swallowing out a terrifying brilliance, and his body was filled with endless killing intent.

His eyes were extremely bewildering, shooting out golden lightning, causing a strong man in front of him to fall directly into it.

"Hum. ”

The wind swept by, Ye Futian took a step, as if ignoring the spatial distance, and appeared directly in front of the other party, the halberd of time and space pierced the throat of the other party without any suspense, and the head exploded and shattered, another strong man, died.

The sword roared in the sky, the holy sword broke the void, the girl took a step forward lightly with her bare feet, her body was full of endless sword intent, the blood-colored sword penetrated the will of the other party, the holy sword fell down, and the fifth strong man was killed.

"Boom. ”

The rest of his life moved forward, and the demon-god-like body was about to make all beings prostrate, and the axe of judgment slashed down again, splitting the sky, and the body of the sixth strong man was split into two, and blood was splattered.

In the vast space, the battlefield seemed to have stopped, and countless eyes looked at this side, and their hearts were beating.

One hit, one kill.

Of the nine strong men, six people have died, and they were brutally tortured and killed by three people in the most domineering posture, and the nine people who were unbeatable before had no power to fight back at this time.

"Finally, is it time to decide the winner? Xia Sheng sighed softly, this battle is too thrilling, Ye Futian is on the verge of despair, the barefoot girl was born, the rest of her life is broken, and the flower interpretation urges the mysterious power.

Now Ye Futian and the others have all shown a true invincible posture.

White-clothed and bloody, who else can stop them?

Moreover, after the death of these nine people, the faith of the Seven Holy Lands will collapse, because no one can kill Ye Futian.

Ji Sheng, Xihua Shengjun, and Zhou Shengwang were all embarrassed, and they were all killed, so they still didn't kill Ye Futian, could it be that the seven holy lands joined forces to attack today, and Ye Futian could still live?

The powerhouses of the Holy Dao Palace were completely relieved, Yaya and Yu Sheng were also killed, with them to assist Ye Futian, no one could kill Ye Futian.

This battle will be won.

They are full of confidence that the Seven Holy Lands today will not destroy their Holy Dao Palace, so with the strength they show today, they will truly make the Seven Holy Lands Holy No One Fall.

"Boom. ”

At this time, Ye Futian took another step, he didn't have the slightest excitement, only endless cold killing intent, he didn't know what consequences this battle would bring to Xie Yu, there were only three of the nine powerhouses left, none of them wanted to leave alive, no matter who they were or where they came from, they would die.

Seeing Ye Futian coming, feeling the destructive power emanating from the halberd of time and space, a strong man's face turned pale, and he roared: "Don't make a move yet?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard his words.

Who else?

In this case, no one could kill Ye Futian at all, and no one in the Seven Holy Lands could do it.

Who's going to do it?

Xia Sheng frowned, glanced up, and as if he had thought of something, his face changed suddenly.

The next moment, Xia Sheng saw the sky above Ye Futian, and Zhisheng's body moved, and he stepped out.

"Be careful. Xia Sheng let out a loud shout, and the incomparably powerful holy power swept out, shrouding in the direction where Ye Futian was, his eyes were extremely ugly, and a thought appeared in his mind.

Zhisheng, how dare he?

As a Saint Realm existence, could he exchange his saint's life for Ye Futian's life?

Xia Sheng's voice was like a thunderbolt from the sky, causing the hearts of everyone on the battlefield to tremble violently.

Ji Sheng also showed a touch of different color, but his reaction was so fast, he turned into a ray of light, and appeared directly in front of Xia Sheng.

"Xia Sheng is also going to intervene in this holy war?"

A voice came out, Ji Sheng, he deliberately intercepted Xia Sheng.

At the same time as his words fell, Ye Futian felt a real suffocating coercion born above the sky, it was the real Holy Dao coercion, just like the heavenly might.

Not only Ye Futian, but the battlefield he was in, everyone felt it, and when they raised their heads in shock, they saw Zhisheng's body descending from the sky.

The saint shot.

Countless people's faces changed in shock, watching Zhisheng go towards Ye Futian, and the people of the Holy Dao Palace all showed desperate eyes.

Why did the people of the Holy Realm dare to make a move?

Breaking the rules of the Xia Emperor, knowing the saint, is a dead end.

They don't understand, and Ye Futian doesn't understand either, even if there is really an enmity against the Knowing Saint Cliff, but when he cultivates to the Holy Realm, why does the Zhisheng want to exchange his life with him at all costs?

Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, and Yaya raised their heads and watched the figure of Zhisheng descend, their blood stopped flowing, real suffocation, and despair.

The Moon Saint, Jiang Saint, and even the Glass Saint stepped out at the same time at this moment, walking towards there, and the incomparably powerful Saint Power swept towards that space, but it seemed to be too late.

Time, at this moment, seems to stand still.

Still in despair.

When the saint came, a big mudra that covered the sky and the sun descended, like the power of the Heavenly Dao bombarded down, and the void shook, and this big palm print directly covered this piece of heaven, wanting to destroy everything.

Zhisheng's eyes were surprisingly calm at the moment, with a hint of determination, as a saint realm figure, how firm his heart was, and what had been decided, he would not waver in the slightest.

When the prince of the Imperial Realm found him, his fate was already doomed, and today's matter may not be the Xia Sheng, but then he reacted that the Xia Emperor sent someone to investigate, how can he have a way to live, as a strong person in the Holy Realm, sometimes, there will be no choice.

But even if fate is already doomed, before he dies, it will still make Ye Futian and them irreversible.

It seems a bit ironic, it is really sad that he, a high-ranking Saint Realm existence, has come to this point and exchanged his life with a sage.

A boundless bright light came, in addition to the Zhisheng in the sky above this space, the village chief has also been guarding here, seeing the Zhisheng shot he instantly crossed the void, turned the sword out, and his whole person, turned into a sword, and went forward, killing the palm of the Zhisheng's thunder.

Zhisheng's face was expressionless, his eyes did not have a trace of waves, when the terrible sword pierced on the palm print, Zhisheng's palm continued to press down, and blood dripped down, dyeing the palm red, Zhisheng seemed to not feel it, pressing the village chief's body and continuing to go down, even if the palm was pierced by the sword, and the palm print turned into a blood-colored palm print, he still did not stop attacking, the blood-colored palm print covered the sky, and a loud rumbling sound came out.

All things will be destroyed, and under this palm, ashes will be destroyed.

"Die. Zhisheng roared, the heavens and the earth shook, Ye Futian's spiritual will trembled violently, looking at the Zhisheng's eyes full of murderous intent, he felt real despair.

Even if he overcame everything, how could he defeat the true saint, and he was far from being the master of the holy cliff that people who had just entered the holy realm could compare.

"Retreat. Ye Futian yelled, but in fact, he also understood in his heart, even if he wanted to retreat, could he retreat?

What's more, the rest of their lives and Yaya did not retreat, everything seemed to come from instinct at this moment, not only did they not retreat, but took a step forward.

The body of the rest of his life, like a demon god, raised his battle axe and slashed down towards the sky.

The girl was barefoot, with the holy sword in front of her, and took a step towards the sky, facing the attack.

Hua Jieyu's eyes were also desperate, really desperate, they had already put in all their efforts to kill the strongest opponent again and again, but in the end, it was in exchange for the despair of the saint himself?

Her body turned into a mental storm and rushed out of the sky, and like Yu Sheng and Yaya, not only did she not retreat, but took the initiative to meet the attack.

It seemed that they all had only one thought, to block this blow for Ye Futian, as for whether they could block it, they didn't think about it.

As for what the ending would be, they didn't think about it.

They only hope that he will live.

The boundless brilliance of the emperor swayed upward, without any disguise, Ye Futian saw the movements of the three of them, how could he retreat, holding the halberd of time and space and fiercely going up, taking the initiative to meet the destruction attack of Zhisheng.

Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for.

If the heavens will not spare him, let him die.

He really, did his best!

ps: I took a look at the comments in the past few days.,I don't want to justify anything.,I can't just kill one or two chapters to finish the thing.,The last battle of the Holy Dao Palace was also full of scolding.,The mentality almost collapsed.,This time I want to say.,I'm going to continue to water a few chapters.,To abandon.,Feel free.,Thank you for the encounter!