The battlefield suddenly quieted down. The four of them were in different positions. Xu Que was resting, while Huang Jiuge and Bai Ze were not in a hurry to fight. They seemed to be waiting.
Huang Jiuge was not in a hurry. He had already fought. Bai Ze, on the other hand, had not fought at all. Did he want to enter the final battle just like that? Was he going to get rid of everyone?
Bai Ze had his own pride. What was he then?
Bai Ze was also waiting, but he was not waiting for Huang Jiuge. He was waiting for Ye Futian. At this time, he looked at Ye Futian with a mocking gaze. He wanted to see when Ye Futian would challenge him.
Now, or avoid him and challenge Huang Jiuge or Xu Que?
He was not in a hurry. He had already come this far. He only needed one or two victories to take first place in the Holy Zhi Palace battle. He had patience.
Ye Futian naturally noticed Bai Ze's gaze. His gaze was filled with provocation and contempt. It was as if he was saying, "What are you waiting for?"
His eyes were filled with pride and arrogance. As the second young master of White Cloud City and the son of the fourth on the Barren Sky Ranking, Bai Ze was born different from the rest. He had an illustrious background and exceptional talent. To him, everything was within his reach. Perhaps he had never experienced defeat before. In fact, it was rare for him to meet someone of the same generation as him.
That was why he was so proud. He did not know what respect was, inviting Hua Jieyu in front of him. If not for Second Sister being present, perhaps Bai Ze would have been more direct.
In Bai Ze's eyes, perhaps he did not exist at all. Naturally, he did not care about his feelings.
The more arrogant a person was, the more painful their fall would be.
The battlefield fell into an eerie silence.
"What is he waiting for?" Many people's eyes fell on Ye Futian. They did not look at Bai Ze or Huang Jiuge. It was as if the person who should take the initiative to challenge was Ye Futian.
No one knew what Ye Futian was waiting for.
Yu Sheng was still on the battlefield. His eyes were calm. Although no one knew what he was thinking, he was not worried. He wanted to help Ye Futian get rid of some people and leave Bai Ze to Ye Futian. However, Xu Que's technique made it impossible for him to attack. Even so, he believed that Ye Futian would still be able to do what he could not.
"Do you know what he's doing?" Zhuge Canyang asked Zhuge Mingyue from the direction of the Holy Zhi Palace.
"Who are you referring to?" Zhuge Mingyue asked.
"Of course it's Ye Futian," Zhuge Canyang said. Was he asking the obvious?
"Why Ye Futian and not Bai Ze or Huang Jiuge?" Zhuge Mingyue asked Zhuge Canyang.
Zhuge Canyang was stunned. He understood what Zhuge Mingyue meant. Everyone thought that it was only natural for Ye Futian to challenge them.
It was as if Ye Futian should make a move, pick an opponent that he thought he could challenge, and then lose and be eliminated, giving up the battlefield.
Zhuge Mingyue looked at the battlefield and smiled faintly. "They're allowed to pretend, but my little brother can't?"
"…" Zhuge Canyang was speechless. Then, he smiled and said, "Excellent."
If Ye Futian had heard this, he would have praised Second Sister for knowing him so well.
The strange silence continued. Many people even looked impatient. It was the first time such a situation had happened since the beginning of the battle.
Looking at the four people, many people thought, Could it be that in a battle between experts, momentum was the most important thing?
On the other hand, Xu Que, who was resting, opened his eyes at that moment. A sharp, murderous sword will flashed in his eyes. He looked at the battlefield, then his eyes fell on Ye Futian.
"How boring." Xu Que smiled and shook his head. Then, he walked out and said, "It seems that I'm the most boring person here. So, I have no choice but to do it. Come on out."
Ye Futian saw Xu Que's eyes and naturally knew that Xu Que was challenging him.
He walked out and came to the battlefield. Countless eyes fell on the battlefield, thinking, Is it finally starting?
This guy really knows how to drag things out.
A murderous sword will shrouded Ye Futian's body, but Ye Futian raised his head as if he was examining Xu Que. He smiled and said, "You should have been eliminated in the last battle."
Ye Futian naturally thought that Yu Sheng was stronger than Xu Que. Even if Yu Sheng lost in the end, he still stubbornly believed so. Because it was Yu Sheng. Xu Que was known as the heir of the God-Slaying Sword, but if they were to really fight, it was not certain who would die.
"A win is a win, a loss is a loss. Although he is strong, I am the last person he should have met. Can't you see this?" Xu Que's voice sounded lazy.
Ye Futian nodded. He did admit this.
"You're right. Unfortunately, you don't seem to understand that the last person you should have challenged is me," Ye Futian said softly. Xu Que's lazy eyes revealed a strange look. The person he shouldn't have challenged the most?
Truly, arrogant.
The people outside the battlefield also had strange expressions. What was this guy thinking?
Facing Xu Que, he actually said such arrogant words.
"Are you saying that you can suppress my ability?" Xu Que laughed.
"You'll know after you try," Ye Futian said.
"You're really interesting," Xu Que said with a smile. Ye Futian was the first person he had met who could put on such a show in front of him.
Xu Que took a light step forward. With just one step, the murderous aura on the battlefield filled the air. Endless murderous sword will gathered in front of him.
The murderous sword would naturally choose different killing moves for different opponents.
Yu Sheng's power was explosive, but his ability to move quickly was relatively weak. Ye Futian was different. Xu Que chose the most direct attack.
Endless murderous sword aura gathered in front of Xu Que. He spun with one hand and put the other hand behind his back. His movements were very elegant.
A terrible storm vortex appeared, and a sword was born inside. It was a murderous sword wrapped in a terrible storm.
"Go." Xu Que slapped out with his palm. In the storm, the murderous sword pierced through the air. Endless gray murderous aura moved with the sword, shuttling through the air towards Ye Futian.
Around Ye Futian, the light of the sun, moon, and stars shone brightly. The world turned into a starry world. With the Holy Will, the sun, moon, and stars became more real, and their power increased.
Ye Futian's body floated in it. The shadow of the Roc was attached to his body, dazzling.
Whoosh …
When the sword arrived, the outer starry defense instantly shattered. Endless sword qi flowed over, descending into the starry world. The strongest sword was like a hot knife through butter, crushing everything in its path. Everywhere it passed, meteorites would explode and shatter, unable to stop the advance of this sword.
The stars and meteorites shattered, and ice descended. The sword turned into a murderous flowing light that pierced towards Ye Futian's body. However, lightning appeared beneath Ye Futian's feet, and the Roc flapped its wings, disappearing from where he was. Loud rumbling sounds were heard, and the sword continued forward, disappearing from the space and heading towards the edge of the battlefield. Some mighty ones from the Holy Zhi Palace acted and destroyed it.
As for the flowing sword will, it was blocked by the meteorites and the ice aura, disappearing from the starry world.
Xu Que did not continue to attack. He looked at Ye Futian. The starry world formed its own will field, and its defense was extremely strong. Ordinary attacks would not be able to break through the starry world to reach Ye Futian. Powerful killing moves would not be able to affect a large area, and Ye Futian would be able to avoid them.
To deal with Ye Futian, close combat was necessary.
Xu Que stretched out his hand, and a sword appeared in it. It was formed from the condensed murderous sword will, and there was a terrible storm around the sword. This was a spell breaking sword, able to break through all spells and kill the opponent.
In the next moment, Xu Que's body disappeared from where he was. Gray shadows appeared around Ye Futian's body, and the terrible murderous sword will flowed in the air, heading towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian activated Freedom Meditation, and the flow of all auras in the world seemed to become clearer. In the starry world, moonlight shone down, and the chill of the ice spell covered the entire space, causing the flow of Spiritual Qi in the space to slow down. The meteorite storm that circled around him was also covered in frost.
The space seemed to have become an absolute field space, and the murderous sword will was unable to reach him.
An afterimage circled around his body, and the sword cut through the defense of the starry field. Everything around it was shattered by the sorcery-breaking sword. To Xu Que, there seemed to be no defense at all.
Ye Futian extended his hand, and starlight gathered to form a staff. He danced around, as if he was practicing staff techniques. Every movement was natural, causing the might of the staff techniques to become stronger and stronger, and a terrible force gathered around him.
"What is he doing?" Countless eyes fell on Ye Futian. Xu Que had been around him all this time, ready to deliver a killing blow at any time.
Suddenly, a terrible killing will of the sword rushed into Ye Futian's mind. In Ye Futian's mind, there seemed to be thousands of murderous auras rampaging, tearing everything apart, wanting to shatter his will. Almost at the same time, a sense of extreme danger descended.
He knew that Xu Que was about to make a move. In that instant, Ye Futian felt every part of his body tense up. That endless murderous aura seeped into him from every part of his body, and it was terrifying.
However, Ye Futian did not seem to feel it at all. He was still swinging his staff. In his spiritual will, a figure circled around his body, looking for his weaknesses, but he could see every movement of that figure clearly.
Psst, psst!
A subtle sound was heard, and the sorcery-breaking sword was unleashed. All the spells around him had long been broken by Xu Que, and the sword came from behind Ye Futian, going straight for his throat.
The sword flew, intending to seal the throat with blood.
Lightning flashed, and his wings flapped. Ye Futian's body moved forward, then drew a nearly perfect arc, turned around, and struck with his staff.
Xu Que's sword could break spells, but the Nine Heavenly Attacks were not sorcery attacks.
A huge shadow of the staff appeared in the starry world, splitting the sky, and went straight for Xu Que's sword.
Xu Que's expression changed slightly, and as the sword stabbed out, his body flowed like a stream of light, wanting to avoid the attack head-on. However, an extreme cold will and gravity will descended on his body, affecting his speed. At the same time, dazzling golden vines flowed from the side, curling towards his body. There was nowhere to hide, and he had to take the staff head-on.
The sword was a killing sword, a sorcery-breaking sword, silent, and deadly in an instant. As such, the frontal attack power of the sword was actually not that overbearing, definitely not as strong as Yan Jiu's Heavenly Sword. However, Xu Que was also a very decisive person, and he knew that there was nowhere to hide. The sword aura in his body seeped into the sword, causing the sword to suddenly burst with a monstrous killing light, colliding with the starry staff.
With a loud bang, the sword was shattered, and the terrifying power rushed into Xu Que's body. However, he used the power of the collision to retreat, his body continuing to fly backward.
"Seal," Ye Futian spat out coldly. Stars and meteorites circled around him, sealing off the space. His body turned into a flash of light, like a golden red Roc flashing in the sky. The broken part of the staff once again became a complete staff of stars, and he struck down once again.
Xu Que's palm slashed out, and with the sword in his hand, the stars and meteorites were cut in half. His body continued to rush forward, not wanting to continue fighting, and only wanting to temporarily leave this starry sky.
However, Ye Futian's speed was no slower than his, and the staff technique of the Nine Heavenly Attacks descended from the sky. Xu Que shouted angrily and pointed his finger at the void. Endless killing sword aura flowed like a sword river, slashing towards the staff.
The huge staff split the sword river and came down with a loud bang. Xu Que grunted, and his body fell from the sky, spitting out blood.
Golden light flashed, and the figure that looked like a Roc attacked again. Even more powerful force gathered in the sky, and Xu Que's face was pale, and he shouted, "I admit defeat."
The staff did not come down. Ye Futian stood in the void, and the light of the sun, moon, and stars dissipated.
Xu Que's body fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at Ye Futian.
At this moment, he seemed to understand Ye Futian's words. The person he should not have challenged the most was Ye Futian.
Ye Futian was actually able to track his body and target his weaknesses with strong attacks. After one hit, he did not give him any time to breathe, until he was defeated.
In this battle, he was completely suppressed.
"Xu Que has lost." Countless pairs of eyes froze there. The battle just now had happened too quickly, so much so that those whose plane was not high enough could not even see clearly how Ye Futian had done it.
They looked at Ye Futian in the void. In this battle, Ye Futian had made it into the top three.
After this battle, there were only two people standing in front of Ye Futian, and they were probably the two strongest in the battle of the Holy Zhi Palace.
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