Li Xun was a little surprised. He had not expected Ye Futian to come so quickly. Not long after capturing Qin Yin and the others, Ye Futian's group had come to Jinxiao City to die.
Ye Futian looked at Li Xun as he stepped into the city. His expression was calm, and he did not roar in anger. He was terrifyingly calm. He said calmly, "I'm here. Where are they?"
"Brother Ye is indeed a loyal man. Qin Yin and the others are all waiting in the city. Please enter," Li Xun said with a smile. It was as if the two of them were just friends like before. Ye Futian could not tell what Li Xun had done.
Ye Futian did not say anything. He continued to walk forward, heading towards Jinxiao City.
At the gates of Jinxiao City, countless people looked at Ye Futian's back. His figure gradually became blurry and they all felt a sense of sorrow. Now, they could only pray for Ye Futian.
As Ye Futian walked forward, many strong cultivators walked over. Ye Futian stopped and looked at Li Xun. "I want to see them."
"Brother Ye, Young Master Ning wants your head. Qin Yin and the others will naturally be fine when they see your head," Li Xun said with a smile. Since Ye Futian had already entered Jinxiao City, there was no way he could survive. As for Qin Yin and the others, Li Xun had never intended to let them go so soon.
Not far away, the disciples of the Blazing Sun School also appeared. They floated in the air and looked coldly at Ye Futian's group. The Son of the Starry School was a peerless talent. He had inherited the divine path and was known to be unparalleled in the Eastern Barren State. Now that he had reached the Holy Road, would he still die here?
"Are they all here?" Ye Futian muttered. It seemed that many people who wanted him dead had gathered in Jinxiao City.
The Polearm of Divine Destruction appeared in his hand. A dazzling light flowed around Ye Futian's body and then into the ritual implement. In an instant, the Polearm of Divine Destruction became even more dazzling. A world of stars appeared in the surroundings.
"This ritual implement has such a strong aura." Many people stared at the Polearm of Divine Destruction in Ye Futian's hand. The aura emanating from it made them feel threatened.
Boom! A wild aura erupted from Ye Futian's body. Everyone saw the shadow of a Divine Ape appear and attach itself to Ye Futian's body. It exuded an extremely terrifying and overbearing aura. Ye Futian's body seemed to be filled with extremely violent power. Behind him, dazzling golden wings appeared. Those were the wings of the Golden Roc. They emitted a dazzling light that was blinding to the eyes.
"Dual Life Spirits?" Everyone's eyes flashed. Ye Futian's body slowly floated in the air, dazzling.
Li Xun frowned and stared at the dazzling figure. Was this his full strength?
It turned out that Ye Futian was actually this powerful. At the foot of Mount Jiuxian, he actually treated Ye Futian as an ordinary Arcana Plane cultivator. What a joke. In reality, Ye Futian was probably able to fight against a Noble at that time.
Boom! Ye Futian stepped on lightning. Wind and lightning flashed as his wings sliced through the sky.
With the Thundering Illusion Steps and the wings of the Golden Roc, Ye Futian's speed was extremely fast. Like a golden bolt of lightning, he appeared before Li Xun in an instant.
Everyone around Li Xun felt an extremely terrifying pressure. Everyone felt as if their bodies were being suppressed by a starry world. Their spiritual will and bodies felt difficult to move, and they became sluggish.
At the same time, the long staff in Ye Futian's hand suddenly expanded to hundreds of meters. Everyone in the distance looked up at the scene in shock. It did not seem like Ye Futian was wielding the Polearm of Divine Destruction. Instead, it seemed to be the enormous shadow of the Divine Ape. It contained unparalleled violent power as it swept down.
"No …" Some of the weaker cultivators were shocked. Even Grade Seven Nobles' expressions changed. They all took out their own ritual implements and unleashed their strongest power to resist.
Boom! Accompanied by an earth-shattering sound, the air trembled. Several cultivators were killed by the staff. The rest were also thrown back and vomited blood. Li Xun was sent sprawling on the ground and vomited blood. His face was as white as a sheet.
How could he be so strong?
The strike that Ye Futian had unleashed was definitely the power of a grade seven noble at the pinnacle. Furthermore, it was not an ordinary grade seven noble. Li Xun was the young city lord of White Sovereign City and had fought with many noble cultivators. Naturally, he had also fought with the best of the grade seven nobles. However, the strike that Ye Futian had unleashed had already surpassed all the grade seven nobles he had fought before.
At that moment, ice descended. Frost covered Ye Futian's body in an instant, trying to freeze his blood flow. It was a control-type ice spell that hindered his movements.
Although it could only hinder Ye Futian for a moment, Li Xun took advantage of this opportunity to step on the ground and retreat rapidly. He then rose into the air, distancing himself from Ye Futian. He could feel that Ye Futian was in danger.
The ice exploded and many spells attacked Ye Futian. However, Ye Futian's staff swept out again and shattered all of them. He stepped down. The 90,000 kilogram Polearm of Divine Destruction was imbued with holy light. It was terrifying, as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking.
With a deafening rumble, a few more people were killed by Ye Futian's staff. One of them tried to escape, but Ye Futian's staff swept out and smashed directly into his head. He was killed.
The surrounding cultivators were all stunned. They had thought that taking Ye Futian's head would be an easy task, but Ye Futian's attacks were like lightning and he had killed several Nobles. He was terrifyingly strong.
"Bang." Using the Thundering Illusion Step again, Ye Futian's body charged towards Li Xun like lightning. Since this person wanted to die, he would grant him his wish.
"You're asking for it." At that moment, a thunderous sound came from afar. Many people looked up towards the center of Jinxiao City. In the air, an incomparably majestic figure was riding a chariot. The Kui pulled the chariot and lightning flashed between heaven and earth.
"Mo Jun is here." Everyone's hearts trembled and they secretly heaved a sigh of relief. They had looked down on Ye Futian before, but he had suddenly exploded with such terrifying combat ability and killed several Nobles in an instant. Now that they saw Mo Jun, they were instantly relieved.
Li Xun took a deep breath. At that moment, he actually felt like he had escaped death.
What kind of ritual implement was that in Ye Futian's hand? Why was it so terrifying?
The incomparably violent shadow of the Kui pulled the chariot and crushed down with terrifying lightning, heading straight for Ye Futian. Ye Futian gripped the Polearm of Divine Destruction tightly and a star appeared around him. It was as if he had a starry divine body. The Kui's chariot crushed down and the star exploded, creating cracks. The figure descending from the sky was insufferably arrogant.
In an instant, Mo Jun's true body descended and crushed down. The Kui and chariot galloped past like an army of thousands of horses and horses, wanting to flatten everything.
The starry body shattered. Ye Futian waved the Polearm of Divine Destruction in his hand and struck towards the sky, wanting to split open the nine heavens.
Bang … The incomparably violent sound of the collision seemed to shatter the air. Ye Futian's body fell from the sky, his arm trembling. There was no telling how terrifying the power contained in this attack was.
He had comprehended Noble Will, but his cultivation level was still only at the eighth level of the Arcana Plane. Even with his own strength, he could fight against a Noble. With the Polearm of Divine Destruction and the support of the Divine Light, he could kill a Grade Seven Noble.
However, Mo Jun was not an ordinary Grade Seven Noble. He was one of the best, with extraordinary talent and unparalleled combat ability.
Mo Jun continued to descend. A terrifying scene appeared in Ye Futian's mind. It was as if he could feel the endless Kui chariot charging towards him with lightning. The heavens fell and the earth cracked, wanting to break his Spiritual Will. It was obvious that Mo Jun's Noble Will was terrifyingly strong.
Ye Futian's body spun and he struck in the air with his staff. The Divine Ape roared and thousands of staff shadows appeared, colliding with the chariot and shattering it together.
"Leave it to me." At that moment, a figure flashed over. It was Yi Xiaoshi. The Life Spirit of the Emperor's Vine bloomed and swept out, heading towards Mo Jun in the air.
Ye Futian did not say anything. He turned around and continued to walk forward.
Li Xun's expression changed again. He turned around and left without any hesitation.
Ye Futian walked forward. The strong cultivators in the city continued to gather in his direction.
At that moment, a strong Noble cast a spell. Ye Futian did not hesitate. He stepped in the air and his body was like golden lightning. He struck out with his staff and killed his opponent.
The people around him were very surprised to see this. Was this the person that Young Master Ning wanted to kill? Was he actually this strong?
Ye Futian continued forward. There were still people who attacked Ye Futian from time to time, but they all died at his hands. Of course, more people did not rush to attack. Instead, they watched Ye Futian walk forward step by step.
Yu Sheng stood on the back of the Black Wind Eagle and followed Ye Futian. No one paid attention to him and the Black Wind Eagle. With their plane, they could be killed at any time in the eyes of the people.
Ye Futian's speed was extremely fast. The people heading towards Li Xun and the Blazing Sun School kept retreating. The wind howled, and a majestic golden palace appeared in front of them. On the throne in the air, a figure dressed in extremely luxurious robes was sitting there drinking wine. It was Ning Huang.
Around Ning Huang, there were as many experts as there were clouds. From all directions, Nobles gathered. All eyes of Jinxiao City were focused on this place.
Ning Huang was still drinking wine with his head lowered. He did not look at Ye Futian. In reality, he did not know that Ye Futian had come out of the relic and did not care. He had left it to Mo Jun and Li Xun to handle. He had only been informed when Ye Futian had fought his way into Jinxiao City.
Ning Huang was surprised. Ye Futian could actually walk up to him?
Mo Jun and many of his subordinates did not manage to take Ye Futian's head. What a bunch of useless people.
Although Ye Futian deserved to die, he did not disdain using such methods to kill him. It was Li Xun and the Blazing Sun School who suggested it, so he had no objections. Now, to kill such a person, they had to go through so much trouble and even let Ye Futian appear below. How could this be?
Ning Huang raised his cup and drained it. Then he put it down and said softly, "Kill him."
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