Amidst the dancing snowflakes, Chu Yaoyao stared at the figure before her.
She didn't know when she started liking him. Perhaps it was because of Hua Jieyu, so she started paying attention to her boyfriend, Ye Futian. She saw him for the first time at the crown prince ceremony of the Qin Dynasty. She saw the new disciple of the Cottage, the arrogant young man who said that those who knew him would understand him. He faced Qian Shanmu with music.
But she really knew her feelings for him on Turtle Mountain. In the illusion, the inner demon illusion in her mind was actually Ye Futian. Only then did she truly know that she liked him.
In her most beautiful years, she had fallen in love with someone she shouldn't have. This was a love that was destined to have no ending. She didn't know why she would say these words today. Perhaps it was because she saw his killing intent, or perhaps it was because she knew that this might be her only chance to say these words to him.
Ye Futian also looked at Chu Yaoyao. Even though he didn't like the girl before him, he still admitted that she was beautiful. After all, she was one of the top three beauties of the Eastern Barren Territory. Snowflakes landed on her face. Her pitiful expression was enough to melt anyone's heart.
But no matter what, he still couldn't like her. First, they had never interacted before. Second, she had done some bad things to Jieyu. Moreover, she was Qin Li's girlfriend.
He clenched the Five Element Rod in his hand and felt a wave of exhaustion. He knew that Immolate's potential was about to run out. If he didn't kill Chu Yaoyao, he wouldn't have another chance.
He raised the rod slowly. Seeing his movements, Chu Yaoyao's beautiful eyes were filled with heartache. She smiled pitifully and just looked at Ye Futian. Then she closed her eyes.
Really, it was very lowly.
Ye Futian raised the Five Element Rod, but he also saw the heartbroken gaze. He hesitated.
In the distance, there were footsteps. Ye Futian looked into the distance and then looked deeply at Chu Yaoyao.
"Forget everything," Ye Futian said in a low voice. Then he sat on the ground. His aura gradually retracted. The brilliant emperor's glory disappeared. An endless sense of exhaustion washed over him. It was as if he wanted to have a good sleep.
The Emperor's Will, which far exceeded his abilities, was madly burning his potential. Although he had crossed an insurmountable chasm and possessed astonishing battle prowess, after the battle, anyone could kill him.
It was a risk for him to kill Qin Li, but he still did it. The damage Qin Li had done to the Liu Kingdom, to Liu Chenyu, and to Ye Wuchen was worth it.
Once he left Sky Mountain, it would be difficult to kill him, so he did not hesitate.
Chu Yaoyao opened her eyes and looked at the figure sitting on the ground. She didn't know what to feel.
"Yiya …"
The wind and snow howled in the distance. A black figure rushed to the front. It was the demon Black Wind Condor. Its eyes glowed red and it flapped its wings frantically. It rushed to Ye Futian's side and then turned around. It looked at Chu Yaoyao warily and screeched at her.
It was Ye Futian who made the Black Wind Eagle come here with his spiritual will. He and the Black Wind Eagle's will were connected. The moment he killed Qin Li, he knew that there would be repercussions. Thus, when he attacked, he made the Black Wind Eagle come over. Thus, the Black Wind Eagle was at the front.
In the wind and snow, figures rushed over one after another. The people from the Donghua Clan, Fuyun Sword Clan, Sword Saint Mountain, College, and Royal Xuan Temple had all arrived.
Loulan Xue, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, Beitang Xing 'er, and the others were all here.
When everyone saw the scene, they were stunned and rooted to the ground.
There were five people in front. One was standing, one was sitting, and the other three were lying there without any signs of life. Clearly, they were already dead.
The people lying there were actually Qin Li and two Upper Arcana Plane cultivators from the Qin Dynasty.
The hearts of the people from the Donghua Clan and Fuyun Sword Clan trembled and their faces paled. After all, they were allies. Seeing Qin Li die in front of them, one could imagine how they felt. The genius of the Qin Dynasty, the son of the crown prince, the grandson of the king of Qin who was likely to inherit the crown prince's position in the future, had died on Sky Mountain. This was definitely the most serious incident on Sky Mountain so far. No one knew the possible consequences.
However, how did Ye Futian do it?
Looking at the figure sitting on the snow, Ye Futian's face was pale as if he was exhausted. Clearly, he had lost his ability to fight, but there were no wounds on his body. How did he kill Qin Li?
If it was just Qin Li, they would think it was possible. After all, Ye Futian's combat ability was extremely strong. However, other than Qin Li, there were two Upper Arcana Plane cultivators from the Qin Dynasty beside him.
Of course, this was not the time to investigate how Ye Futian killed Qin Li.
"No …" Behind them, another figure rushed over. It was the little princess of the Qin Dynasty, Qin Mengruo. The three beauties of the Eastern Barren Territory appeared in this snowy world at the same time.
Qin Mengruo walked forward step by step. She looked at the three corpses and then at Ye Futian and Chu Yaoyao. She said coldly, "Why didn't you kill him?"
She was obviously talking to Chu Yaoyao. At the moment, Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen had already reached Ye Futian's side and blocked him. However, many people saw that there were only Chu Yaoyao and Ye Futian here. Ye Futian had lost his ability to fight. Why didn't Chu Yaoyao kill him?
Chu Yaoyao did not answer. How could she answer?
In reality, Ye Futian did not kill her.
"Are you still going to watch?" Qin Mengruo looked at the crowd and said, "Kill him."
At this moment, everyone's eyes were faintly glowing with red light, and there was a violent and bloodthirsty feeling in their minds. They were more or less affected. Hearing Qin Mengruo's words, everyone's aura instantly exploded. Qin Li died in Ye Futian's hands, and an all-out war was probably inevitable. Now, no one could think of staying out of this.
Qin Li died in front of them. Was it possible for them to stay neutral and not deal with Ye Futian? Would Qin Yu let them go?
If he knew that Qin Li was killed, no one knew how angry Qin Yu would be. After all, everyone in the Eastern Barren Territory knew that Qin Yu had trained Qin Li as his successor. Qin Li did many things for him.
Instantly, many cultivators charged at Ye Futian.
Although their combat abilities were similar, it was much more difficult to protect someone than to fight. Ye Futian had lost his ability to fight. A spell would be fatal. Therefore, it was not difficult to kill Ye Futian.
The College, Sword Saint Mountain, Yu Sheng, and the others protected Ye Futian with all their might. The Spiritual Qi in their bodies went berserk. Soon, another battle broke out. Moreover, they all tacitly chose to fight the previous opponent.
A beam of sword light slashed out and went straight for Ye Futian. Ye Wuchen flashed and his sword aura turned into a storm, blocking the killing sword.
Qi Ao seemed to have expected that Ye Wuchen would come to help. His wrist shook and a rain of swords appeared, covering Ye Wuchen's entire body.
Ye Wuchen weaved a sword veil that was impenetrable.
Qi Ao stared at Ye Wuchen coldly. His sword danced like flowing water. He did not attack forward. Instead, he waved his sword on the spot. Every strike left a mark in the space. In the storm of swords, endless sword light appeared. It was an extremely powerful killing technique, the Horizontal Slash.
The sword veil that Ye Wuchen had set up was constantly being cut apart. The Horizontal Slash that kept blooming between heaven and earth flashed across Qi Ao's red eyes. Cruelty flashed in Qi Ao's eyes. When Ye Wuchen's defense was broken, he would be torn into pieces by his sword light.
Ye Wuchen looked forward in the sword veil. Endless sword will flowed on his body. His entire body was like a sword. He had cultivated the sword body, so he was like a sword.
Whoosh … A soft sound was heard. Ye Wuchen had actually given up on defense. He turned into a beam of sword light and pierced through, going straight for Qi Ao.
"You're courting death." Qi Ao's eyes were cold. At that moment, a terrifying sword will was released from Ye Wuchen's eyes. He released the Heavenly Eyes Sword Technique and a sword expanded in Qi Ao's eyes.
Qi Ao closed his eyes directly. His body and hands did not stop moving. He waved the Horizontal Slash with a clang and pointed it at Ye Wuchen like a sword net.
In his mind, he saw Ye Wuchen attacking him. He knew that it was an illusion created by the Heavenly Eyes Sword Technique. Would Ye Wuchen really dare to attack him? That would be courting death.
In a battle between swordsmen, killing was only a matter of a thought.
Ye Wuchen arrived and rushed into the sword net. Scenes of his cultivation on Turtle Mountain appeared in his mind. His sword slashed forward. It seemed to be the only sword in the world. He seemed to have turned into a sword and slashed a crack in front of him. There were continuous sounds of swords piercing through his body. Ye Wuchen seemed to feel nothing. He passed through the sword net directly and a bolt of lightning flashed between his eyebrows.
At this instant, in Qi Ao's sea of consciousness, a sword continuously approached him. He suddenly had an ominous premonition. After that, his expression drastically changed as he opened his eyes. After that, a silver bolt of lightning directly pierced through him, bringing with it a trace of blood.
Qi Ao's eyebrows were pierced.
His eyes were wide open. He stared at Ye Wuchen and then collapsed.
Ye Wuchen turned around and dragged his heavy footsteps towards Ye Futian. With every step he took, blood flowed continuously, dyeing the white snow on the ground red. There were many sword marks on Ye Wuchen's body at the moment.
Finally, he walked to Ye Futian's side and sat down with difficulty. The two of them sat together and looked at each other. They both smiled.
"You've worked hard," Ye Wuchen said. Ye Futian naturally knew what he was referring to — Qin Li's death.
He should have been the one to take revenge, but Ye Futian had done it for him and killed Qin Li on Sky Mountain.
"We're brothers." Ye Futian smiled carelessly. His voice sounded a bit weak. Ye Wuchen smiled and nodded, looking at the battlefield in front of him.
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