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    Outside the city of Zhongzhou, in a wine shop, a group of people are sitting here quietly drinking at the moment.

    This wine cellar is empty and there is no one else. Today, the endless cultivators inside and outside Zhongzhou City are all heading in one direction, outside the Holy Way Palace. Maybe they can't be able to witness the holy war with their own eyes, but if they have strong cultivation  Some words, you can still see a little bit, maybe you have the opportunity to see a corner of this holy war, and the victory or defeat of this holy war in the first time, this will be a big event that caused a sensation in Kyushu.

    The wine shop is extraordinarily quiet. The young man in charge is extraordinary and suave. When he is drinking, the others can only stand. Behind him are several practitioners. Just standing there casually gives people an unbelievable feeling.  sense of measurement.

    In front of the young man, there was a group of figures sitting, but none of them dared to show their air. There were men and women in this group, a beautiful woman, and a rather young princely man.  St. is somewhat similar.

    "My lord, will they succeed?" At this moment, the beautiful woman looked at the young man opposite her and said, her voice was soft and soft, and the young man looked up at her, only to see her look  He was only about thirty when he was up, and his skin was delicate and tender, so charming. When he saw his eyes, he seemed to bow his head a little bit shyly, which added a bit of charm.

    The young man shook the wine glass in his hand, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, how could he not see the thoughts of this beautiful woman, this woman is beautiful, but she wants to seduce him?

    With his status and status, what kind of woman can't be obtained, and he won't be able to look at other people's concubines.

    "If there are no accidents, naturally there will be no problem." The young man said lightly: "I have sent someone to respond, and after the matter is completed, I will take you away directly."

    "Thank you, my lord." The young and beautiful woman said softly. Seeing that the young man had no idea about her, she restrained her previous thoughts. Obviously, she also had self-knowledge. She did this only to ask for a way out. After all, she is now living under the fence  , Her life and death are just a word from the other party, so she naturally wants to try so that she can live better.

    The young man glanced at the other party with a light smile, and didn't say much. In fact, he had a very high probability of success in doing this in the Holy Palace, and it should be impossible to fail.

    But the point is, how to deal with the aftermath after getting it is the key point, and the possibility of failure is extremely high, so for him, the real battlefield may not be in the Holy Palace.

    But it doesn't matter, anyway, it is the inheritance of the emperor, and he opened it with his own hands. He is naturally upset that he just made a wedding dress for others. If he doesn't try to get it back, how can he be reconciled?

    Moreover, he will try his best to do this within Emperor Xia's rules, so as not to offend Emperor Xia and not deal with the aftermath. After all, this is Emperor Xia's Kyushu, not his territory.

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    On the outskirts of the Holy Palace, there are countless strong men from Kyushu and Zhongzhou City, but except for some top figures who dare to approach the Taoist Palace to witness this battle, most people can only see the battle at the edge from afar  .

    But even so, they still had a thrilling feeling. Just now, they witnessed with their own eyes the saintly figure from the Holy Palace bringing a young girl, and the barefoot girl broke through the sky with her sword and rushed all the way into the depths of the battlefield.  Let them feel extremely shocked.

    In today's jihad, I don't know how many terrible people appeared.

    At this time, the battlefield was extremely violent. It seemed that the strong people on the periphery were rushing towards the center of the Dao Palace, making the battlefield more and more dense. It is unknown what happened to cause such a commotion.

    In the center of the battlefield, Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu stood embracing each other. The nine powerhouses pointed at the two with the holy artifacts. The golden lines of destruction wiped out everything. The final killing was going on, and Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu were killed on the spot.  here.

    At this time, they faintly felt that the aura on Ye Futian's body seemed to be rising and becoming stronger. The golden thread of destruction could not cut off his body completely, and the blood in his body was faintly roaring and boiling, as if burning.  The power flows over his body, making his physical defense still getting stronger.

    The halberd of time and space spit out stronger brilliance, and the radiance of this sacred artifact ranked third in the list of sacred artifacts is getting brighter and brighter at this moment.

    The nine powerhouses in the void vaguely sensed Ye Futian's stronger aura, and frowned. What's going on?

    Unexpectedly, it has not been killed yet.

    Not only that, they felt that a more terrifying storm of thought power was born in the void. The wind and clouds roared, and above the sky, with the battlefield where they were at the center, wisps of spiritual thoughts that destroyed everything appeared.

    This is, breaking through their mental power cutting technique?

    Turning their gazes, they looked at the woman with her head hanging down, leaning gently in Ye Futian's arms. That power, unexpectedly? Minor changes.

    On the Halberd of Time and Space, strands of light flowed, as if they were integrated with his spiritual power.

    In the mind, endless spiritual power diffused out, turning into thousands of spiritual particles, and each particle seemed to reveal a powerful destructive power.

    Gradually, with Ye Futian's body as the center, a terrifying storm of mental power blew up, smashing those golden threads.

    "Death." Ye Futian raised his head and let out an angry roar. As the sound fell, a destructive spiritual storm swept out, and strands of destructive particle brilliance directly turned into golden lightning, piercing through space, and rushing directly into the minds of the nine powerhouses  middle.

    "Boom!"

    The bodies of the nine powerhouses trembled violently, as if their heads were about to explode, and they were about to be torn into pieces.
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