(There was a mistake in the previous chapter. The Sword Saint should have come. It has been corrected. Sorry.)
Sage Yanyu had died in battle. The people of the Flaming Prison Clan all saw it. Their faces were pale. Although their clan leader was not listed on the Sage and Saint Ranking, he was still a famous figure with extraordinary strength.
In the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, apart from the forces directly under the Sacred Dynasty, their clan leader was the strongest besides Sage Wuliang.
However, he had been killed in one blow. It was unimaginable.
A few Archmages charged in You Chi's direction. They were all elders of the Flaming Prison Clan and were extremely powerful.
You Chi's aura was weak. He looked at them coldly. Terrifying flames fell, refining everything. Even though he had been seriously injured, he could still use rule power to fight.
Sun furnaces appeared in the air, burning the air and blasting towards the cultivators who were rushing over. Some of them were not of a high enough plane and were burned to death, screaming.
However, there were also two top sages who broke through the attack. One of them rushed towards the Flaming Prison Spear, wanting to take the divine implement.
You Chi's eyes stared in that direction. His eyes seemed to be burning with flames, creating a terrifying space of flames that shone directly on the cultivator who was going to take the divine implement.
"Refine," You Chi said coldly.
You Chi said coldly. That cultivator was instantly engulfed by the flames. Rule power burst forth, trying to expel the flames that You Chi had released. However, the rules of the flames grew stronger and stronger. The space around him seemed to be on the verge of being melted. His body actually turned into liquid fire, and then he turned into ashes. This was not the most direct form of burning, but melting.
Another person close to You Chi blasted out a terrifying palm print that covered the sky. You Chi looked up, his flaming eyes staring at the palm print. In an instant, the palm print was melted, followed by the other person's body. The person was filled with endless fear as he was melted bit by bit. His screams rang through the air.
Pfft.
You Chi killed several people in a row and spat out another mouthful of blood. Not only had his body been severely injured, but his spiritual energy had also been severely depleted. Although he cultivated both martial arts and sorcery, he mainly focused on martial arts. After all, he was an armorer and needed great power. Simply relying on flames was not enough.
The rule power spell just now had taken a lot out of him, who was already heavily injured.
Dragging his tired body, You Chi had obtained the Flaming Prison Spear. It was his spoils of war, a divine item that was already in his hands. Did he want to take it away and then deal with him?
"City Lord." At this moment, the Fire Emperor Palace's Palace Lord, Yan Jun, rushed over.
"Don't worry about me. Go fight." He glanced at the battlefield, then dragged his heavily injured body towards another battlefield. In order to obtain the final victory in the Sacred War, they had to give it their all in every battle. They had to eliminate their opponents as much as possible so that the Holy Zhi Palace's power could last forever.
As You Chi moved forward, cultivators after cultivator were destroyed by the flames. He came to a battlefield and stood beside a few people. This battlefield was surrounded by many cultivators. Standing beside him were members of the Sovereign Family. The leader of the Sovereign Family, Huang Xi, was also trapped here. His aura was unstable, and he was already injured.
In front of them, the leading expert had a ferocious and tyrannical demonic dragon coiling behind him.
The Sovereign Family's opponent was one of the four great armies of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, the Black Dragon Army. The figure opposite them was the commander of the Black Dragon Army, and his strength would only be above that of Sage Yanyu.
"You're injured. Why are you still here?" Huang Xi glanced at You Chi and said.
"These injuries are nothing. As long as I'm not dead, I can continue to fight," You Chi said.
Huang Xi smiled and said, "Old friend, why are you here?"
Of course, he could see that You Chi's injuries were very serious.
"Why?" You Chi murmured, "Who knows. It seems hypocritical to say that it's for the Barren State, but my daughter was kidnapped by that brat for his brother. What else can I do? As for the other reason, maybe it's to witness a different era. Everything we've done, maybe we're writing a legend."
"What about you? Is it really because of my letter?" You Chi asked.
"Bullsh * t." Huang Xi's eyes became extremely sharp and he said, "My ancestors said that the Sovereign Family is the descendant of Renhuang. I almost don't believe it myself, but I still want to see the scenery up there. How can I be willing to be ruled by the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and live in the Barren State? If so, let us witness a new era together."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward. Above the sky, a boundlessly dazzling heavy sword fell down, smashing towards the black dragon that was charging at him, tearing it into pieces.
At this time, Huang Xi's body was full of unparalleled majesty. His robe billowed, and endless power surged out of his body, resonating with heaven and earth. The Renhuang sword continued to fall, causing countless Renhuang giant swords to appear in the surrounding space. Not only that, but there seemed to be an army in the sky, thousands of soldiers and horses galloping out, fighting with Huang Xi.
At this moment, he was like a real Renhuang descending to the world.
On other battlefields, the Sword Saint, Yun Shang, Zhuge Qingfeng, Qin Zhuang, and the others were all fighting for their beliefs.
Last time in the Holy Zhi Palace, their army was at a disadvantage, and they had to rely on Sage Douzhan to turn the tide. This time, they were not at a disadvantage.
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Nine State City, Nine State Platform. Ye Futian did not watch the battles on the platform, but closed his eyes.
In his mind, the scenes of the battlefield appeared in front of him.
He saw You Chi take care of a powerful figure at the risk of being seriously injured, and he heard the conversation between Huang Xi and You Chi.
In this era, it was not just Ye Futian alone, but everyone who was writing with him.
He believed that this would be a magnificent era, an era that belonged to the Barren State. He would work hard for this, and would not let those who fought for their beliefs down.
"Uncle-Master."
At this moment, his heart tightened as he saw Uncle-Master Sage Jingang receive a heavy blow. In the scene in his mind, Sage Jingang's chest and abdomen were pierced, and many of his bones were broken, but he still did not fall. In the past, his senior brother, Sage Douzhan, was forced to the brink of death by the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. Now, his senior brother was about to face the Divine Catastrophe, but the Great Zhou Sacred King did not allow it and wanted his senior brother's life. He remembered all of this.
"Uncle."
Zhuge Qingfeng was also injured, in order to protect Yun Shang and the other sorcerers.
Scenes of battle continued to play out. Gradually, the army of the Holy Zhi Palace finally began to gain the upper hand, suppressing the enemy. All the battle matrices were broken. The sword matrix of Qin Zhuang and the other eight was unstoppable, continuously cutting down the enemy's people. There was also the Eldest Brother's blade. Every slash of the blade would be accompanied by the blood of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty's cultivators.
Many people around noticed that Ye Futian had his eyes closed, and many people from the Nine State College were a little displeased. Their Nine State College was recruiting disciples, and Ye Futian was sitting in a very distinguished position to observe the ceremony. What was his attitude with his eyes closed?
Was he looking down on these geniuses who participated in the assessment?
At this moment, in the crowd, a person squeezed towards the "East" stone tablet and came to the side of the Great Zhou Sacred King. He bowed to the Great Zhou Sacred King and then transmitted his voice.
The Great Zhou Sacred King heard his words, and his eyes suddenly became sharp as he glanced at Ye Futian.
As he had expected, the Village Chief had taken Qin Zhuang and the others to the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, holding back the cultivators of the Sacred Dynasty Palace. At the same time, the people of the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State had also set off. According to the report he had received, they might have already reached the border of the Summer State.
Obviously, the Great Zhou Sacred King did not know that the two armies had already begun fighting. Instead, it was Zhou Yanwang, who was guarding the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, who knew that the battle had broken because the spiritual energy of many cultivators had been infused into the jade scroll had broken.
Ye Futian acted as if there was no one around him, and his eyes were still closed. Finally, he saw the victory of the battle. The cultivators of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty began to retreat and flee. Qin Zhuang and the others chased after them and left many people alive, but there were still many people with strong cultivation who escaped.
In a head-on confrontation, the army of the Holy Zhi Palace had defeated the army of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.
But Ye Futian was not happy. He saw many people fall, and his heart was extremely heavy.
At this time, on the Law Battle Platform, another battle had ended. An extraordinary person had been chosen by the great figures of the Nine State College, and many people congratulated him.
"Palace Lord Ye." At this time, a voice came, interrupting Ye Futian's thoughts.
Although Ye Futian heard it, he did not immediately open his eyes. Watching the army begin to reorganize, his heart was heavy, and then his eyes slowly opened and looked in the direction of the voice.
Not far from the Nine State College, there were cultivators of the Yi clan sitting there. One of the young figures looked in Ye Futian's direction, and the voice just now came from his mouth.
Many people's eyes flashed. This young man was an extremely famous figure in the Yi clan, and he was also very famous among the younger generation of the entire Summer State.
Yi Sheng of the Yi clan.
"What is it?" Ye Futian asked.
"The Nine State College is recruiting disciples, and geniuses are emerging one after another. Palace Lord Ye seems to have no interest, and has been closing his eyes to rest. Do you think that these geniuses are not worthy of Palace Lord Ye's discerning eyes?" Yi Sheng said with a smile. Many people's eyes fell on Ye Futian. Although they all wore faint smiles, the atmosphere was slightly strange.
Ye Futian stared at him and said, "In the Nine State College, geniuses are as common as clouds. I have already experienced them, and I have made many friends. The disciples recruited by the Nine State College are naturally equally outstanding."
"Everyone knows that Palace Lord Ye's talent is extraordinary. Today's examinees are all outstanding, but they are probably not worthy of Palace Lord Ye's attention." Yi Sheng lowered his head and smiled faintly.
Ye Futian still looked at him. He naturally understood the principle that the tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind. During this time, the Barren State and he had both shocked the Nine States with extremely strong performances, and it could be said that they were showing off their abilities.
Coupled with his and Yu Sheng's reputation, it was natural that many geniuses of holy lands would have some ideas. Today, they had come under countless eyes.
Yi Sheng was naturally not stupid. At this moment, he was provoking him with words.
Ye Futian was not the only one who saw it. Everyone present could see that Yi Sheng of the Yi clan seemed to be a little unwilling to be left out, and deliberately provoked Ye Futian.
"Cultivation cultivates the mind, and one's state of mind is open and open. Although I do not know who you are, and I have no interest in knowing who you are, but people who do not know the rules and think that they are smart will certainly not be worthy of my discerning eyes." Ye Futian said coldly, "If you want to ask for advice, let your elders first teach you how to be a person before you come."
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