A big hand came across the sky suddenly, and the forty-nine lanterns in the sky instantly turned into powder.
"court death!"
Ye Qiu was furious. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, someone would actually come to cause trouble.
Clang!
Ye Qiu quickly pulled out the imperial sword, went up against the sky, and slashed towards the huge palm print with one strike.
"when!"
There was a loud noise.
The emperor's sword collided with the palm print, shooting out a string of sparks.
Ye's face was horrified. He had used 90% of his strength just now, coupled with the extremely sharp Emperor Sword, which was enough to instantly kill a strong man who had cultivated the Seven Paths of True Qi.
However, the palm print in the air was not damaged at all.
"Emperor Sword Chixiao, not bad..."
An old voice sounded between heaven and earth.
Ye Qiu quickly looked around and saw no one, and his heart suddenly sank.
He realized that this uninvited guest was probably an immortal cultivator.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to break into the heavily guarded Hades Hall base.
"Could it be that the guardians of the Forbidden City are here?"
Ye Qiu was frightened and anxious. If he was really the protector of the Forbidden City, there was no way he could stop him.
Moreover, he is now working to extend Ye Wushuang's life against the will of heaven, and is at a critical moment.
The enemy is here at this time, and the purpose is self-evident.
Ye Wudi and others reacted and quickly came to Ye Qiu's side.
"Don't be so sneaky. Get out of here if you can. I will cut you into pieces."
Ye Wudi held the Daxia Dragon Bird in his hand, with murderous intent on his body.
"Shattered into thousands of pieces, haha... you can't do that!"
The old voice sounded again, and immediately after, everyone saw that the palm print shook slightly in the air, and in an instant, a powerful hurricane rolled up.
"not good--"
Before Ye Qiu finished speaking, he saw the nine life lamps he had lit for Ye Wushuang extinguished at the same time.
"Father!"
Ye Qiu's eyes are about to burst.
Once the nine life lamps are extinguished, it means a complete failure to continue to live against the will of heaven, and Ye Wushuang's life is about to come to an end.
"Brother..."
"Wushuang..."
Ye Wudi, Military God and others felt chills all over their bodies at this moment. Obviously, they also knew what it meant when the nine life lamps were extinguished.
"I don't care who you are, even if I risk my life today, I still want you to bury my father with him."
Ye Qiu's body was boiling with murderous aura. He held the imperial sword and struck at the palm print, using the second form of the grass-character sword technique.
The sword light was like a dragon, instantly falling on the palm print.
"boom!"
A shocking collision sounded.
However, the palm print remained motionless and undamaged. It was indestructible, just like the palm of Tathagata Buddha, which could not be shaken.
"My swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too weak to hurt me."
The old voice rang again: "Boy, take my finger and try it."
The palm print in the air suddenly made a fist, then stretched out a finger and pressed it down.
When his finger came down, a bright white light suddenly burst out, illuminating half of the night sky, like stars falling, and it was extremely terrifying.
Before the finger fell completely, the person on the ground felt suffocated and suddenly had difficulty breathing.
The God of War took the lead and punched the finger.
"boom!"
As soon as his fist landed on his finger, the military god was knocked away.
Ye Wudi, Long Nu, and Master Du'e followed suit, but in the same situation, they were also knocked away.
People like them can't stop that finger at all.
"Little bastard, Pindao is here to help you." Master Changmei immediately used the Five Thunder Method, and soon, thunder sounded.
"Boom!"
Five barrel-thick thunderbolts fell from the sky, all hitting that finger.
"Little bastard, take action quickly." Changmei Zhenren shouted.
Ye Qiu took action again.
"Killing art!"
Ye Qiu shouted loudly, and 720 sword intents over one meter long appeared around him. These sword intents quickly condensed and turned into a huge sword intent ten meters long, which volleyed towards the finger.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qiu released five rays of innate true energy.
"hold head high--"
The thunderous roar of the dragon rang out, and five innate energies lingered behind Ye Qiu, making him look like a true dragon emperor, with extraordinary valor.
Then, Ye Qiu used the Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art to unleash all his power, and then used the third form of the Grass-Character Sword Art to slash at that finger.
"when!"
Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of collision was like a landslide and tsunami, deafening.
Ye Qiu originally thought that by exploding all his strength and using such a powerful killing move, he would be able to destroy this finger, but the result frightened him. The finger was still not damaged at all.
"The person who took action is definitely an immortal cultivator with unparalleled cultivation!"
Master Changmei also realized that the opponent's cultivation was so strong that they were no match at all. But in this situation, knowing that he was losing, he could only fight to the death and fight to the death.
"Little bastard, come again!"
After Master Changmei finished speaking, he used the Five Thunder Method for the second time.
This time, Master Changmei tried his best to maximize the power of the Five Thunder Zhengfa. After a while, a thundercloud appeared in the sky.
In the thick thunderclouds, thunder flashed like a dragon roaring.
The Changmei Master's mouth was bleeding, and he was drawing talismans with his hands in front of his face. He was about to trigger thunder when suddenly——
"retreat!"
A voice sounded.
It was the same old voice from before.
A shocking scene appeared.
In an instant, the thunderclouds in the sky disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.
What?
Master Changmei noticed something strange and was frightened.
One word destroyed his Five Thunder Zhengfa and dispersed the thunder clouds. Where did this horse-riding monster come from?
When Ye Qiu saw this scene, his heart became cold.
The opponent is too strong.
Even though they are all masters, they are still vulnerable to powerful immortal cultivators.
"Amitabha!"
Master Du'e clasped his hands together and said: "This benefactor in the secret, please show me your noble hand."
Tang Fei and Long Ye pulled out the guns from their waists and aimed at the finger, with nervous expressions on their faces.
The finger stayed in the air for a few seconds, and suddenly, it continued to press down on Ye Qiu.
"boom!"
Tang Fei and Long Ye shot decisively.
Needless to say, the result was that the finger could not be injured.
Not to mention that the opponent's finger is just a phantom. Even if it is real flesh, the bullet cannot cause trauma to the immortal cultivator.
After all, immortal cultivators have long transcended the secular world. Although they are not real immortals, they have immortal-like methods.
"Roar!"
After feeling the huge crisis, Ye Qiu did not flinch. He roared, condensed the five innate energies into his right hand, and then punched out with anger.
boom!
Ye Qiu's punch seemed to open up the world. Golden light shone brightly on his fist, and dragons roared in waves.
But even so, he still couldn't stop that finger.
"Chi!"
The finger came down quickly, like a mountain bearing down on top, and directly pressed half of Ye Qiu's body into the soil.
