Yi Xiaoshi saw that there were still people who wanted to go around him and chase after Ye Futian. He flashed and stood at the very front. Dazzling light was released from his body, and in the next moment, a giant tree grew wildly. He seemed to have turned into a divine tree, spreading towards the surroundings.
More terrifyingly, the divine tree that Yi Xiaoshi had turned into was not only green but also had a terrifying golden sheen, like the glory of an emperor.
"Emperor's Vine."
Everyone's eyes flashed as they stared at the scene before them. This was the Emperor's Vine, also known as the emperor of trees. It had the strongest branches and leaves.
Clearly, the seventh disciple of the Cottage's life spirit was the Emperor's Vine. He had used his life spirit to create his Dharma.
At this moment, the Dharma bloomed. The wood and metal Spiritual Qi in the surroundings was swallowed by the ancient vine.
Wood-elemental sorcery was released. Dazzling golden vines covered the sky and moved quickly in the air. Then, they swept towards the people who were chasing after Ye Futian. Each vine was like a sharp blade. The cultivators of the Qin Dynasty did not dare to let their guard down. They all turned around to defend against the sorcery, not daring to continue chasing Ye Futian.
"That's right." Yi Xiaoshi smiled brightly. At this moment, the battle matrix formed by several cultivators shot towards him. Dragon roars rang out as the Qin Dynasty cultivators' dragon will resonated. Their spears pierced through the air and the dragon roared, trying to crush Yi Xiaoshi's body from the center.
"Hualala …" Countless vines curled up in a frenzy, turning into thousands of tentacles that swept towards the incoming crowd. A golden Emperor Flower bloomed. The sharp golden petals spun and expanded continuously, like a terrifying golden whirlpool.
The dragon roared on the spear, destroying everything. The golden petals kept shattering. The Emperor's Flower seemed like it was about to shatter under this terrifying attack. However, the Emperor's Flower seemed to be very heavy. It bloomed and withered, then bloomed again. There was no end to it.
The dragon disappeared, and the auras of the cultivators from the Qin Dynasty disappeared. However, the petals continued to devour them, and then exploded, turning into a rain of petals. Every drop of rain turned into a golden blade that could cut through anything.
They retreated quickly, but there were still golden vines curling up behind them, blocking their way. They could only bite the bullet and attack.
Crack … Terrifying golden vines pierced into the Qin Dynasty cultivators' bodies. Then, there were screams.
"Retreat, into battle formation." Someone shouted. He sensed the danger and did not dare to underestimate Ye Futian anymore. The seventh disciple of the Cottage, who was not famous in the outside world, was also terrifyingly powerful. The disciples of the Cottage could not be measured by common sense.
"Little Junior Brother, I can only help you this much." Yi Xiaoshi turned around and looked at Ye Futian in the distance. He naturally understood Ye Futian's intention. He wanted to use the uniqueness of Sky Mountain to kill Qin Li.
On the side, the people from the Fuyun Sword Clan walked over. They glanced at Yi Xiaoshi and then hurried to catch up.
Then, more and more people arrived and continued to move forward, chasing after Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's footsteps became even slower. The further he went, the more difficult it was.
Now, there were already too many people who had been left behind. Those who did not have a firm will would not have been able to make it this far.
At the moment, in this world filled with lightning spots, Ye Futian was at the front, followed by Qin Li and the others. Behind them were the Donghua Clan, Fuyun Sword Clan, Chu Yaoyao, and some other geniuses.
Behind them were the College, Beitang Xing 'er, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and the others.
The distance between everyone was shrinking because the people in front had slowed down. Although the people behind also slowed down, the speed was relatively less. Thus, the distance was shrinking.
There were already less than 50 people behind Ye Futian. Most people had been left behind.
"Where else can you go?" Qin Li said coldly as he looked at Ye Futian who was getting closer and closer. There were still two people beside him. The others were either stopped by Yi Xiaoshi or could not hold on.
The two people beside him had extraordinary auras. They were both outstanding members of the royal family of the Qin Dynasty. Their planes were even higher than his.
Suddenly, Ye Futian stopped. He turned around and looked at Qin Li. Smiling, he said, "Since you want to kill me so much, why don't we have a battle?"
"Idiot." Qin Li smiled mockingly. Although he knew that he was stronger than Ye Futian, why would he fight Ye Futian when he had the absolute advantage?
He was not a gentleman. Killing Ye Futian was his only goal.
The people from the Donghua Clan and the Fuyun Sword Clan also walked up. There were four people from the Donghua Clan and Hua Qingqing behind them. The Fuyun Sword Clan had four people. Qi Ao and the other three Swordsons were all outstanding geniuses.
Chu Yaoyao stood not far behind and watched the scene in front of her.
Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, Beitang Xing 'er, the Black Wind Condor, Du Ming from the Sword Saint Mountain, two other cultivators, and the four cultivators from the College followed behind.
There were also people from the Royal Xuan Temple behind them.
Here, the number of people on both sides was getting close. They were all the most talented people from each force.
"Kill," Qin Li said coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, the cultivators from the Qin Dynasty to his left and right stepped forward. Dragons circled above their heads. The Dharma of the members of the Qin Dynasty's royal family was a dragon. This was their totem.
Dragons roared and pounced at Ye Futian. Their golden dragon claws were about to tear Ye Futian's body apart.
Ye Futian held the Five Element Rod in his hand. The Divine Ape roared, the dragon roared, and the Golden Roc flashed. His physical body seemed indestructible. He took a step forward, and the power of heaven and earth gathered in his body. He swept out with the rod and hit the body of a dragon. It was a golden dragon with amazing defense. It knocked Ye Futian back. Then, a frost dragon breathed at him, and the cold will swept through the space, covering his body.
Ye Futian's body spun in the air and the Five Element Rod swept out again. Using the force of the rod, he retreated. The two cultivators from the Qin Dynasty were in a much higher plane than him. They chased after him closely. Qin Li also stepped forward and attacked Ye Futian.
Dong. Yu Sheng stepped on the ground and flew. Ye Wuchen held his sword and moved forward like a beam of sword light.
Swoosh …
A beam of sword light cut through the falling snowflakes and the space. Ye Wuchen stopped abruptly. He spun and swung his sword. Silver lightning streaked across the sky and separated immediately.
Qi Ao appeared before him. Staring at Ye Wuchen, he said, "Today, I will clean up for the Fuyun Sword Clan."
With that, Qi Ao continued to walk forward. Although the Swordsman of the first summit wasn't him but Zhe Song, in the Arcana Plane, he was definitely the most talented cultivator there. If he wasn't in the first summit, he was confident that he could be the Swordsman of any summit.
Walking up to Ye Wuchen, Qi Ao swung his sword. The sword danced in the sky like silver light. It contained thousands of changes and blocked all paths of retreat.
Ye Wuchen stared forward. His eyes became demonic. At this moment, swords seemed to appear in Qi Ao's eyes.
As a disciple of the Fuyun Sword Clan, Qi Ao obviously knew what the Swordsman of the seventh summit had. He had opened the Sword Eye.
He ignored the sword light in his eyes. His powerful will suppressed the invading sword intent. He forgot about the sword light and only attacked. Ye Wuchen's sword couldn't threaten him. Naturally, he didn't need to care about the Sword Eye Technique.
Ye Wuchen slashed out with his sword. It was simple but seemed to cut through the world. It was like the sword of the Great Path. It actually cut open a line of defense in Qi Ao's swordsmanship and continued to invade.
His cultivation wasn't as high as Qi Ao's. If he wanted to win, he could only attack. Defense would definitely kill him.
The other Swordsmen blocked the strong cultivators from the Sword Saint Mountain. At this moment, it seemed like they were going to settle the long-standing grudge between the Sword Saint Mountain and the Fuyun Sword Clan.
An extra person from the Fuyun Sword Clan stood in front of Yu Sheng.
The College disciples wanted to walk towards Ye Futian, but the people from the Donghua Clan appeared. They seemed to want to separate the battlefield.
On the battlefield between Qin Li and Ye Futian, Ye Futian kept losing. Facing Qin Li and the other two Upper Arcana Plane cultivators, he was in danger.
Qian Shanmu sat cross-legged. His music had already started, covering the entire battlefield. The musical spell turned into a spiritual attack and pierced into the ears of the College and Sword Saint Mountain disciples, affecting their battle.
Beitang Xing 'er glanced at Ye Futian with worry. However, her plane wasn't high and her combat ability wasn't as strong as Ye Futian's. She couldn't help.
Glancing at Qian Shanmu, Beitang Xing 'er walked a few steps towards him. Then, she stood where she was and closed her eyes. Immediately, an invisible spiritual energy covered the entire space.
The invisible spiritual storm gathered in one direction and then descended on Qian Shanmu's mind. At this moment, Qian Shanmu felt that his mind was filled with Beitang Xing 'er's figure. She was everywhere.
"Stop."
A voice came out of Beitang Xing 'er's mouth. Then, countless voices sounded in Qian Shanmu's mind at the same time.
Stop, stop …
Endless voices echoed. Qian Shanmu felt an invisible storm hit him. He flew backward and the music stopped. Looking up, he stared at Beitang Xing 'er in shock.
Beitang Xing 'er didn't look at him anymore. Instead, she started attacking the others. Soon, another strong cultivator from the Donghua Clan was pushed back and almost killed by the College disciples.
"Junior Sister."
Qian Shanmu looked at Hua Qingqing. Countless people in the Eastern Barren Territory thought that he was the best musician among the young generation. However, he knew that Hua Qingqing was stronger than him both in talent and ability.
Hua Qingqing's eyes flashed. Then, she walked up to Beitang Xing 'er.
Beitang Xing 'er looked at her. Their gazes met and an invisible spiritual energy collided. Hua Qingqing's eyes were clear and she looked at her calmly. Beitang Xing' er looked worried. Her spiritual energy wasn't as strong as Hua Qingqing's and couldn't help.
Just then, Ye Futian was pushed back again. He hit a huge rock and grunted. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Qin Li and the other two stepped forward, pressuring him.
Ye Futian stood up. Then, he turned around and continued running towards the mountain path.
"Still running?" Qin Li's expression was extremely cold. "It's enough to stop them."
With that, he continued chasing Ye Futian with the other two.
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