The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and the four of them were in the right position. Xu Que was recuperating, and Huang Jiuge and Bai Ze were not in a hurry to take action, as if they were waiting.

Huang Jiuge is not in a hurry. He has fought, Bai Ze, but there is no battle. He wants to enter the decisive battle directly like this? He will clean up everyone?

Bai Ze has Bai Ze's pride, so what is he?

Bai Ze was also waiting, but what he was waiting for was not Huang Jiuge, but Ye Futian. At this time, his eyes at Ye Futian were a bit joking, and he wanted to see when Ye Futian would challenge him.

Is it now, or to avoid challenging Huang Jiuge, or Xu Que?

He was not in a hurry, and had already reached this point. With just one or two wins, he could win the first place in the Dao Palace battle. He had patience.

Ye Futian naturally noticed Bai Ze's gaze, and his eyes with a bit of provocation and contempt seemed to be saying to him, "What are you waiting for?"

His eyes were full of pride and self-righteousness. As the second son of Baiyun City and the fourth child on the Huangtian List, Bai Ze was born to be unique, prominent in his life and extraordinary talent. I believe that everything was within his reach. Perhaps he had never experienced setbacks, and even rarely met peers who were qualified to be on par with him.

So he was proud, and he didn't know what respect meant. He invited Hua Jieyu in front of him. If it weren't for the second senior sister present, Bai Ze's words might have been more blunt.

In Bai Ze's eyes, there may be no existence at all, so naturally there is no need to worry about his feelings.

The more proud a person is, the more painful it will often fall.

In the battlefield, I fell into a strange silence.

"What are he waiting for?" Many people's eyes fell on Ye Futian. They did not look at Bai Ze or Huang Jiuge, as if they had arrived here, the person who should take the initiative to challenge should have been Ye Futian.

No one knows what Ye Futian is waiting for.

The rest of his life was still on the battlefield. His eyes were calm. Although he didn't know what he was thinking, he was not worried. He tried to clear out some people for Ye Futian, leaving Bai Ze to Ye Futian, but Xu Qu's methods made him unable to attack. But even so, I believe Ye Futian could do everything he had not accomplished.

"Do you know what he is doing?" Zhuge Canyang asked Zhuge Mingyue in the direction of the Shengdao Palace.

"Who does he mean?" Zhuge Mingyue said.

"Of course it's Ye Futian." Zhuge Canyang said, "Is this, I asked clearly?"

"Why is Ye Futian, instead of asking Bai Ze, Huang Jiuge?" Zhuge Mingyue looked at Zhuge Canyang and said.

Zhuge Canyang was stunned and understood the meaning of Zhuge Mingyue's words. Everyone thought that it was natural for Ye Futian to challenge him next.

It seemed as if Ye Futian should take action, choose an opponent he thought could challenge, and then lose, get out, and give up the battlefield.

Zhuge Mingyue looked at the battlefield and showed a faint smile, saying, "Please pretend, don't my junior brother pretend?"

"………………” Zhuge Canyang was speechless, then smiled and spit out a voice: "Excellent."

If Ye Futian heard this, he would have praised him, and it would be his second senior sister who knew him.

The strange quiet continued, and many people even showed impatient expressions. This was the first time such a situation occurred from the beginning of the battle to the end of the day.

Looking at the four people, many people thought, could it be a duel between masters and the first priority is momentum?

On the contrary, Xu Que, who was cultivating and resting, opened his eyes at this moment, and a sharp sword intent flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the battlefield, and then his eyes fell on Ye Futian.

"It's so boring." Xu Que smiled and shook his head, then stepped out and said, "It seems that I am the most boring person, so I have to come and come out."

When Ye Futian saw Xu Que's gaze, he naturally knew that Xu Que was challenging him.

As he walked out, he came to the battlefield, and countless eyes fell on the battlefield, thinking that it finally began?

This guy can really delay it.

A killing sword energy enveloped Ye Futian's body, but Ye Futian raised his head, as if he was examining Xu Que, and smiled and said, "In the last battle, you should be out."

Ye Futian naturally believed that Yu Sheng was stronger than Xu Que. Even if the final outcome was Yu Sheng's defeat, he still stubbornly believed that because that was Yu Sheng, Xu Que was known as the successor of the God of Killing Sword, but if he really wanted to fight to the death, it would be not sure who died.

"Victory means victory, defeat means defeat. Although he is strong, the one he should not meet is me. Don't you understand this?" Xu Que's voice was a bit lazy.

Ye Futian nodded, he admitted this.

"You are right, but unfortunately you don't seem to understand. The person you shouldn't challenge the least is me." Ye Futian said softly, Xu Que's lazy eyes showed a strange look. The person you shouldn't challenge the most?

It's really, it's arrogant.

Everyone outside the battlefield also showed a strange look. What was this guy thinking?

Facing Xu Que, he actually said such arrogant words.

"So, can you control my abilities?" Xu Que smiled.

"You try and you will know." Ye Futian said.

"You are so interesting." Xu Que said with a smile. Ye Futian was the first person he met, who could pretend in front of him.

Xu Que took a light step forward, with only one step, and the murderous aura was everywhere on the battlefield, and endless killing sword intent gathered in front of him.

The Sword of Killing Naturally Chooses Different Killing Techniques for Different Opponents.

The power of the rest of his life exploded, but his ability to move quickly was relatively weak. Ye Futian was different, so Xu Que chose to use the most direct attack to kill.

The heaven and earth were solemn and the endless killing sword energy gathered in front of Xu Que. He rotated with one hand and held the other hand behind him, his movements were extremely chic.

A terrible storm vortex appeared, and a sword was born inside, wrapped in the terrible storm's killing sword.

"Go." Xu Que slapped his palm, and in the storm, killing through the void, the endless gray murderous aura around him moved with the sword, and walked forward in the void, killing Ye Futian.

Around Ye Futian's body, the light of the sun, moon and stars shines, and the world turns into a starry sky world. With the sacred will, the sun, moon and stars are more real and have stronger power.

Ye Futian's body floated in it, and the phantom of the golden-winged roc was attached to it, which was extremely dazzling.

"laugh……"

When the sword arrived, the star defenses on the periphery were shattered and exploded in an instant, and endless sword energy flowed with it and descended to the starry sky world. The strongest sword was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, crushing everything. Wherever it passed, the meteorite exploded and shattered wildly, and could not stop the sword from moving forward.

The star meteorite shattered, the ice came, the sword turned into a killing light and stabbed Ye Futian's body, but saw thunder lightning appearing under Ye Futian's feet, and the golden-winged roc bird winged flashed and disappeared directly in the place. A loud rumbling sound came out, and the sword continued to move forward, disappeared in this space, and rushed to the edge of the battlefield. A strong man from the Supreme Saint Dao Palace took action and destroyed it.

As for the flowing sword intent, it was blocked by the starry meteorites and the aura of ice and disappeared from the starry sky world.

Xu Que did not continue to take action. He looked at Ye Futian. The starry sky world had its own will and had a strong defense. Ordinary attacks could not break through the starry sky world and kill Ye Futian. However, a powerful killer move could not be attacked on a large scale and would be avoided by Ye Futian.

To deal with Ye Futian, you must kill him in close combat.

With his hand stretched out, a sword appeared in Xu Que's palm, which was condensed by the solemn sword intent. There was a terrible storm around the sword. This is a sword of magic that can break through all magic barriers and kill opponents.

The next moment, Xu Que's body disappeared from the spot, and gray afterimages appeared around Ye Futian's body. The extremely terrifying sword intent flowed in the void and headed towards Ye Futian's body.

Ye Futian's great freedom visualization operation, and the flow of all breaths between heaven and earth seemed to become clearer. In the starry sky world, moonlight fell, and the cold intention of the ice magic covered the entire void, making the flow of spiritual energy in this space slow down. The meteorite storm that rotated around the body was also covered with frost.

This space seemed to have turned into an absolute domain space, and those sword intents of Xiao Sha could not reach him at all.

A afterimage surrounded his body, and the sword cut the defenses in the starry sky field. Everything around was shattered under the Breaking Sword. For Xu Que, there seemed to be no defense here.

Ye Futian stretched out his hand, and the light of the stars gathered into a long stick. His body danced, as if he was practicing stick technique. Every move was natural, making the stick technique more and more powerful, and a terrible momentum gathered in his body.

"What is he doing?" Countless eyes fell on Ye Futian, and Xu Que was always around his body, and could send a killing blow at any time.

Suddenly, a terrifying sword-like will rushed into his mind. Ye Futian's will seemed to have thousands of murderous auras, breaking everything, trying to smash his will. At almost the same moment, an extremely dangerous feeling came.

He knew that Xu Que was about to take action. At this moment, Ye Futian felt that every part of his body seemed to be tense, and the endless killing aura penetrated from every part, which was terrifying.

But Ye Futian seemed to have not felt it. He was still dancing sticks. In his spiritual will, a figure surrounded his body and captured his weaknesses, but he could see every movement of the figure clearly.

"Swish!"

A subtle sound came out, and the magic sword broke out. All the magic spells around had been broken and torn apart by Xu Que. The sword came out from behind Ye Futian and took his throat.

A sword flew over, trying to see blood and throat sealed.

The lightning shone, and the wings flashed. Ye Futian's body moved forward, then crossed a nearly perfect arc, turned around, and slashed out with one stick.

Xu Que's sword can break magic, but the Nine Strikes of Heaven are not magic attacks.

A huge stick shadow appeared in the starry sky world, shattering the sky and slamming straight towards the sword that Xu Que broke out.

Xu Que's expression changed slightly. As the sword stabbed out, his body flowed like a stream of light, trying to avoid the frontal attack. However, an extreme cold will and gravity will descended on his body, affecting his speed. At the same time, an extremely dazzling golden vine flowed from the side, rolling towards his body, and it was impossible to avoid it. He had to take the stick head-on.

This sword is a killing sword, a sword that breaks the law, silently and kills the death in an instant. Therefore, the frontal attack power of the sword is not so domineering and powerful, and is definitely not as good as the sword sword that Yan Jiu attacks the frontal attack. However, Xu Que is also an extremely decisive person. He knows that there is nowhere to avoid it, and the sword energy in his body penetrates into the sword wildly, causing the sword to suddenly burst out with a huge killing light and collide with the star stick.

With a loud bang, the sword shattered, and an extremely terrifying force rushed into Xu Que's body, but at the moment of collision he used the force to retreat and continued to fly backwards.

"Fen." Ye Futian let out a cold voice, surrounded by stars and meteorites, blocking the space. His body turned into a stream of light, like a golden red roc flashing in the sky. The broken long stick turned into a complete star stick again, and another blow was bombarded.

Xu Que slashed his palm, the sword was in his palm, the star meteorite was cut off, and his body continued to rush forward, without any intention of fighting, just wanting to escape from the starry sky for the time being.

But Ye Futian's speed is not slower than him. The Nine-Strike Stick Technique of Tianxing fell from the sky. Xu Que angrily rebuked, pointed his finger towards the void, and infinite killing sword energy flowed like a sword river, slashing towards the stick.

The giant stick split the sword river and killed it. It crashed down with a loud bang. Xu Que groaned, his body fell downwards, and blood spit out from his mouth.

The golden light shone, and the figure like a bird came again. A stronger force gathered between the sky and the earth and wanted to kill him. Xu Que looked pale and shouted, "I admit defeat."

The stick did not slash, Ye Futian stood in the void, and the light of the sun, moon and stars disappeared.

Xu Que's body fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he looked up at Ye Futian.

At this moment, he seemed to understand that Ye Futian's words, the person he should challenge the least was Ye Futian.

He was able to capture his figure and attack his weaknesses. He could not give him any chance to breathe until he lost.

In this battle, he was defeated.

"Xu Que, lost." Countless eyes were frozen there. The battle just now happened so quickly that people with insufficient realm did not even see clearly how Ye Futian did it at the moment when the winner was decided.

He looked at Ye Futian in the void. In this battle, Ye Futian strongly entered the third league.

After this battle, there were only two people standing in front of Ye Futian, and they may also be the strongest two people in the battle of the Taoist Palace.
Chapter completed!