In front of Dongyuan Pavilion, a spear sword will drew a beautiful arc and flew back to Ye Futian.
In an instant, countless eyes looked at Ye Futian, and their hearts trembled violently.
The cultivators of the Donglin Clan were even more shocked. Donglin Qiuyi looked horrified. She had seen her father, the leader of the Donglin Clan, killed with a single strike.
For a moment, there was a strange silence in the space. Everyone looked at the scene in shock. The figure standing proudly in the void still had white hair, and his long silver hair was flying in the air.
He was one of the six pinnacle figures of this continent. He could control the Dongyuan Pavilion. Just a moment ago, they were still fighting for control of the Dongyuan Pavilion and berating Ye Futian verbally, unwilling to acknowledge Ye Futian as the new Pavilion Lord.
But who would have thought that in just an instant, the leader of the Donglin Clan would be killed with a single strike.
Even though he was fighting with Emperor Helian and was trapped in the Great Dream Will, his own cultivation plane was still there. This only proved that Ye Futian's strength was strong enough, or at least far stronger than his own plane.
In that instant, Liu Han and the Hanging Sword Peak's summit lord had no time to react. When they wanted to act, the sword had already fallen, and there was nothing they could do.
Thus, the situation of three cultivators against two became Liu Han and the Hanging Sword Peak's summit lord against Emperor Helian and Yang Dongqing. They had no advantage, and there was still Ye Futian.
Liu Han's face was no longer as calm as before, and the Hanging Sword Peak's summit lord was no longer as confident as before. They all stared at Ye Futian. The situation seemed to have gone out of control. The Beigong Clan leader, who had maintained a neutral attitude, also watched this scene with interest. He had some ideas in his mind.
In the quiet space, Ye Futian's expression was indifferent. Killing someone in an instant reduced the pressure greatly, and he did not need to reveal too much of his strength.
This time, he did not intend to show all his trump cards to kill the Pavilion Master of Dongyuan Pavilion. The human heart was unpredictable, and he could not completely trust Emperor Helian and Yang Dongqing.
"Kill him." Donglin Qiuyi's eyes were filled with intense murderous intent. The cultivators of the Donglin Clan stepped forward, their bodies bursting with powerful might.
Buzz … The sword will in front of Ye Futian sliced through the air, faster than lightning. It was like a beam of light, piercing through the air and leaving behind a beautiful sword mark.
"Be careful." A mid-level emperor stood in front of Donglin Qiuyi, but the sword intent pierced right through him. With a splat, blood sprayed from the man's head, and he fell to the ground.
Donglin Qiuyi's expression changed as well. She wanted to retreat, but it was already too late. With a mere fourth-tier Divine Wheel, there was no way she could withstand Ye Futian's sword will.
As the sword light streaked past, Donglin Qiuyi's body trembled violently. A look of panic appeared in her eyes as she looked in Ye Futian's direction. She seemed to recall how she had stopped Ye Futian from entering the Dongyuan Pavilion previously. She had said that she would not allow it, and that meant that she would not allow it. Was this Ye Futian's revenge?
At that time, how could she have imagined this day?
Blood sprayed out, and Donglin Qiuyi's body fell to the ground. Her spiritual soul was shattered, and she died. Looking at that beautiful figure, the people outside the Dongyuan Pavilion all looked at Ye Futian's back as he stood proudly in the air. This white-haired figure had a hint of arrogance about him.
The Renhuangs who had released their will all stopped in their tracks. No one stepped forward. They did not dare to attack Ye Futian.
Wherever the sword will passed, someone would die. Who dared to attack?
In just an instant, the leader of the Donglin Clan and the princess of the Donglin Clan were killed by the sword will.
"People of the Donglin Clan, leave Dongyuan Pavilion immediately. As long as I am in charge of Dongyuan Pavilion, you are not allowed to set foot in Dongyuan Pavilion. Anyone who disobeys will be killed." Ye Futian's voice was indifferent, and his calm tone contained an unquestionable murderous aura.
The cultivators of the Donglin Clan were ashen. The strongest leader of the Donglin Clan had been killed. No one else was a match for Ye Futian. Under such circumstances, the Donglin Clan would be removed from the control of Dongyuan Pavilion. In the future, they would no longer be able to influence Dongyuan Pavilion. They were not qualified to participate in it, and they were not even allowed to enter Dongyuan Pavilion to cultivate.
In one day, the status of the Donglin Clan plummeted.
The reason was because they had stopped Ye Futian.
"Domineering."
"Too arrogant."
Everyone's hearts trembled. They had never imagined that the genius Renhuang who made the statue manifest would be so domineering and decisive.
It was as if he was also in a superior position, and he was used to giving orders.
Ying Qing, who was standing not far behind Ye Futian, was already used to it, but her curiosity about Ye Futian grew stronger and stronger. Who was he?
How could such a person be seriously injured and be picked up by Han Lin of Senluo Manor?
What was even more ridiculous was that he was almost turned into a corpse puppet.
The other cultivators of the Donglin Clan struggled internally. They wanted to kill Ye Futian for revenge, but did they still have a chance?
Liu Han and the cultivators of the Hanging Sword Peak were still here. If they joined forces, would they have a chance to kill Ye Futian?
"People of the Donglin Clan, retreat," an elder said at this time. His status in the Donglin Clan was also quite high. As soon as he finished speaking, he was the first to leave. The other cultivators were livid and somewhat unwilling, but they still followed him.
"Wait." Liu Han stopped the other and said, "Are you leaving just like that?"
"Pavilion Master Liu, forgive us for being powerless." The old man turned around and saluted. Seeing that some people were still struggling, he glanced at them with a hint of deterrence and transmitted his voice to them. Only then did the cultivators of the Donglin Clan retreat.
The old man knew very well that the Donglin Clan was no longer the same. Without the clan leader, they no longer had the right to play games. Even if they stayed and continued to participate in the battle and join forces with Liu Han, whether they won or lost, they would not benefit. If they won, they would become Liu Han's vassals and be devoured little by little. If they lost, they would die even faster.
Since they no longer had the right to play games, what was the point of staying?
Many people looked at the departing figures of the cultivators of the Donglin Clan and sighed inwardly. Who would have thought this would happen not long ago?
Ye Futian's sword had ended a top clan, and the Donglin Clan had fallen from grace.
Liu Han's eyes were cold, and he seemed to no longer hide his murderous intent. He stared at Ye Futian and said, "Although you were appointed by the elder who founded Dongyuan Pavilion, you are so cruel and merciless, killing people in front of Dongyuan Pavilion and eradicating those who disagree with you. How can I hand over Dongyuan Pavilion to you? This is blasphemy against Dongyuan Pavilion."
The death of the leader of the Donglin Clan seemed to have given Liu Han an excuse to attack. He reversed his previous words and no longer intended to abdicate.
Ye Futian looked at him. He had been waiting for Liu Han to say this. Otherwise, how could he kill him with a justifiable reason?
"So?" Ye Futian said calmly.
"You are bloodthirsty. Even if the elder who founded Dongyuan Pavilion in the future blames me, for the future of Dongyuan Pavilion, I have no choice but to kill you." Liu Han's voice was extremely cold, and his murderous intent was blazing as it enveloped Ye Futian.
Ye Futian was very calm when he heard Liu Han's words. He said, "I'm afraid that from the beginning, you were never prepared to hand over Dongyuan Pavilion. Give up your position to me, and you all continue to stay in charge of Dongyuan Pavilion. You are just using me as a puppet. Liu Han, that day when I went to Dongyuan Pavilion, I could see how arrogant the forces in charge of Dongyuan Pavilion were. Since that is the case, today is the day to clean up the mess."
Powerful will bloomed from both sides. Liu Han suddenly attacked. He grabbed the air with his palm, and the void trembled violently. A huge handprint grabbed directly at Ye Futian.
The Divine Wheel bloomed, and the divine light of the Great Path was incomparably brilliant. The Sword Will released an even more dazzling light, breaking through the air in an instant.
There was a loud noise. This time, the Sword Will was unable to penetrate the giant handprint. However, it still caused cracks to appear on it. The Sword Will was shattered and destroyed. However, at this moment, Emperor Helian appeared in front of Ye Futian and directly smashed the giant handprint with a punch.
"Liu Han, you are a senior figure after all. Have some manners," Emperor Helian said coldly.
At this moment, in the sky above Dongyuan Pavilion, Renhuangs appeared one after another. Liu Han had been in charge of Dongyuan Pavilion for many years and had cultivated many cultivators. Dongyuan Pavilion was very powerful. This could be considered Liu Han's home ground.
"A flawless Divine Wheel. No wonder …" Feeling the aura that bloomed from Ye Futian, the Divine Wheel shone brilliantly, and the Sword Will radiated across the vast void.
A monstrous Renhuang.
"The Hanging Sword Peak and the Beigong Family are also top forces on this continent. They can jointly decide on matters of Dongyuan Pavilion. Now, I have been appointed as the Pavilion Master of Dongyuan Pavilion. Does the Hanging Sword Peak intend to continue helping the evildoers and kill me, the Pavilion Master, or stop before it's too late and clean up the forces of Dongyuan Pavilion?"
Ye Futian said in a clear voice, "As for the Beigong Family, it is the same. No matter what happened before, I will not pursue it. In the future, when I take over Dongyuan Pavilion, I will still have to rely on all of you. However, if I do not act today, then I will consider that I have given up my influence on Dongyuan Pavilion. In the future, I will no longer participate in anything related to Dongyuan Pavilion."
The Hanging Sword Peak Lord was on Liu Han's side, and the Beigong Family had also been bribed to remain neutral. But now, the situation had changed. Everything seemed to be different. They had no choice but to weigh the pros and cons.
Although Ye Futian was young and his cultivation was not strong, his talent was outstanding and he was extremely powerful. Even when facing top figures like them, he was still the same.
The leader of the Donglin Clan had been killed with a single sword strike.
Even if they continued to maintain their previous attitude, the chances of Liu Han's side winning did not seem that high.
Woosh!
A mighty sword might erupted from the body of the Hanging Sword Peak Lord. Monstrous sword might erupted from the body of the Hanging Sword Peak Lord. It was like a Heavenly River of the Way of the Sword. From the sky, it converged into a boundlessly huge divine sword that could split the sky in half.
The sword slashed down. Under that huge sword, the void seemed to be split into two. This sword slashed towards Ye Futian. Clearly, he had already made up his mind. Ye Futian could not give the conditions that Liu Han had promised. Moreover, there was still Emperor Helian and Yang Dongqing in front of him.
Therefore, he did not hesitate and killed Ye Futian first.
In front of the sword, Yang Dongqing's figure appeared. Seeing this scene, everyone understood that a chaotic civil war had erupted in Dongyuan Pavilion.
The leader of the Beigong Family looked at the battlefield. Emperor Helian and Liu Han were already fighting, and Ye Futian's sword had already slashed out. In the void, the Renhuangs of the forces of Dongyuan Pavilion were killed one after another. No one could stop Ye Futian.
At this moment, he had made up his mind!
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