Qin Yu felt his body rapidly heading towards Tianshan. His hands, feet and neck were all wrapped around by vines, rolling his body towards Tianshan.

He was really scared. His father went to the Caotang to restrain Mr. Du and the academy. As long as they killed the sword saints, the surname of Donghuang was Qin from then on. But he never dreamed that Ye Futian could not only ignite the bells of Tianshan, but also control the spiritual energy of Tianshan.

"I won't die." Qin Yu had a strong idea of ​​survival in his mind. He was filled with extremely dazzling golden light, tearing everything apart. At the same time, the armored magic weapon he was wearing released light to block the attack of the spell.

The golden vine was cut off by the powerful golden meaning. Qin Yu gave birth to a wisp of hope, but heard a clang sound... Puff, he vomited blood in a big mouth, and the just rising wisp of hope was instantly destroyed.

Ye Futian, this is to completely cut off his life and kill him.

The fear in Qin Yu's heart became stronger and stronger. Then there was a loud bang. He felt his body hitting the mountain wall, and the vines turned into terrible sharp blades and stabbed at his body. But at this time, Qin Yu was bathed in the light of magic weapons and armor on his body, blocking the attack of the vines.

"Clang, Clang, Clang..." The bell sounded flattened everything, and the vast and endless Tianshan space trembled wildly.

"asshole."

"Stop." The princes and figures from the deserted states all lay on the ground, vomiting blood. The huge and majestic Yinglong's body fell softly to the ground, with blood flowing from his mouth, and the three-legged golden crow also lay on the ground with a faint breath, flowing out the flame-colored blood.

It was so miserable that all the powerful figures in Tianshan were suppressed and fell down. Instead, those with the weakest cultivation were able to stand safely. They watched the princes fall on the snow and felt in their hearts.

The bells were still echoing constantly, and they played in their minds. In Tianshan, Ye Futian controlled the bells to kill everything in seconds.

Too cruel.

Qin Yu was tightly bound on the mountain wall like Nan Yu. His breath was weak and he could even be described as dying. The light of the magic weapon became dim, and his mental power was depressed and he could not mobilize his spiritual energy to communicate that the magic weapon would cover his whole body.

The sharp golden vines touched Qin Yu's neck like a sharp blade. Qin Yu, who had a bone-chested breath, looked up at Ye Futian and whispered: "Let me go."

Let it go?

Ye Futian smiled. When Qin Yu planned to destroy the Liu Kingdom, did he ever think about letting go?

"The Qin Dynasty is cruel and unkind. Such a force is destined to be submerged in the long river of history. Qin Yu, you will not be lonely." After Ye Futian finished speaking, a sharp blade pierced into his neck, and blood gradually flowed out. Qin Yu's eyes widened, and he regained his strength as if he was looking back, staring at Ye Futian tightly.

"I'm not willing." He roared with all his strength, and then his eyes gradually became dissipated, his breath disappeared, and he was nailed to death on the Tianshan Mountains.

The ice and snow on the Tianshan Mountains enveloped his body. In just a moment, Qin Yu turned into an ice sculpture and was frozen on the walls of the Tianshan Mountains.

"How could you be willing to do it in Liu Kingdom?" Ye Futian murmured. Beside him, Nan Yu's body trembled in fear. The temperament he showed at this moment made him feel a little scared. He used the will of Tianshan to sweep the strong people around Tianshan and nailed the top king to death on the Tianshan Mountain.

Ye Futian turned slowly, and under the Tianshan Mountain, countless gazes looked at Ye Futian's figure, and a storm was stirring up in his heart.

He obtained the ruins of Tianshan Mountain and controlled the meaning of Tianshan Mountain. Qin Yu, the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty, died in Tianshan Mountain.

Moreover, it is probably not just Qin Yu of the Qin Dynasty.

At the foot of Tianshan Mountain and on the snow, the Sect Master of Fuyun Sword Sect, the Hall Master of King Xuan, and the Sect Master of Donghua Sect all turned pale and ugly.

At this time, they all had a weak breath and were very miserable.

They knew very well that since Ye Futian could kill Qin Yu, they would be the same.

Above the sky, golden vines that cover the sky and the sun block the sky, and there are no snowflakes in the sky.

Ye Futian glanced at the Master of the Fuyun Sword Sect and the Lord of the Xuanwang Hall, and then the vines rolled towards them.

"Buzz." The leader of the Fuyun Sword Sect gathered his last strength, and his body turned into a sword light to escape. With a clang, the bell swept down. Han Ruoshui, the leader of the Fuyun Sword Sect, fell directly, weak and desperate.

The vine rolled over and directly wrapped around his body, then rolled towards his arm, rolled the famous sword to the sky, and drew a brilliant arc.

With a light sound, the leader of the Fuyun Sword Sect, a giant figure in the East Wilderness, had his neck cut off by his own sword, and like Qin Yu, he died in Tianshan.

"No, I'm willing to obey the cottage." The owner of the Xuanwang Palace looked at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain. Looking at the handsome figure floating on the Tianshan Mountain, he expressed his willingness to surrender.

At this time, he just wanted to survive and survive.

"Don't insult the cottage." Ye Futian glanced at the other party with contempt, slashed the light sword, and blood fell on the snow. Everyone's hearts were numb. This was the third big man, and all the top big man in the East Wilderness died at Ye Futian's hands.

Start killing.

Before, who had thought that these giants in the Eastern Wilderness would have this way of death?

The Shaking Light Sword flew towards the direction where the leader of the Fuyun Sword Sect and his wife were, as fast as lightning.

Sect Master Hua's face was pale, and his husband and wife were together, and he sighed silently in his heart.

The Fuyun Sword Sect has always wanted to be the number one sect in the world, so it joined forces with the Qin Dynasty. But who would have thought that the disciples of Caotang were so outstanding that they did not die at the hands of the Saber Saint and others, but were about to die at the hands of the youngest disciples of Caotang. It was really a dream.

The Shaking Light Sword turned into cold lightning and broke through the air, but at this moment, a beautiful figure blocked in front of them.

"Qingqing." Sect Master Hua shouted loudly, the person standing in front of them was Hua Qingqing.

At this moment, Hua Qingqing looked towards the direction of Tianshan Mountain with beautiful eyes, and the shaking light sword descended like lightning, with an unparalleled sharpness.

“Buzz.”

The sword energy was swallowing and spitting, and the cold light shone on Hua Qingqing's face. Her eyes were always open, and her beautiful eyes did not blink for a moment. She did not look at the sword, but just looked at Ye Futian.

"Qingqing, get out of the way." Sect Master Hua spoke, and Hua Qingqing seemed to have not heard it, still blocking in front.

"I'll die for them." Hua Qingqing looked at Ye Futian and said.

"You didn't take action against me on Tianshan Mountain. You helped me keep the secret, so I saved you before, but your parents are responsible for some things." Ye Futian said.

Hua Qingqing was different from the people of the Qin Dynasty and the Donghua Sect, so he saved him, but Sect Master Hua and others surrounded and killed his senior brothers and sisters.

"I know, so I'm willing to do it for them." Hua Qingqing whispered.

"I can't replace it." Ye Futian said.

"They did not participate in the matter of Liu State and did not know that it was the Qin Dynasty. If you have decided, then kill them together." Hua Qingqing's beautiful eyes slowly closed, and a tear flowed down from the corner of her eyes, not because she was afraid of death, but because she remembered some things. She remembered the snow in Tianshan and the shocking piano music on Tianshan.

If she knew about this day, would she attack Ye Futian on Tianshan? Will she still keep a secret for him after she got down to Tianshan?

"Little Junior Brother, forgive me." At this time, the Saint Saint closed his eyes and whispered beside Ye Futian.

Ye Futian heard the words of the Knife Saint and looked in the direction where Hua Qingqing was and spoke, "What will the Sect Master Hua do in the future?"

"I will retire, but I will only ask about the matter in the Eastern Wilderness." Sect Master Hua spoke.

"What if I can't do it?" Ye Futian said again.

"They can't do it, I'll die." Hua Qingqing opened her eyes and looked at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at those firm eyes. The next moment, the vine roared away with a shaking light sword. After all, he did not kill the leader of Donghua Sect and Mrs. Yu Xiao, but went in another direction.

That direction is the direction where the powerful men of the Holy Fire Sect in Huangzhou are located.

The Buddha's face suddenly changed drastically, and he spoke, "Help me."

He flashed and hid behind Du Ao of the Holy Fire Sect.

The shining shining of cold light came to kill him. Du Ao looked up at Ye Futian and said coldly: "You dare to kill him."

"Swish..." The vine rolled towards the Buddha's son's body, tied him directly, and then rolled into the void.

"Let me go."

The Buddha's face changed drastically, and he looked up at Ye Futian.

The golden vine directly swept him into the void, facing Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at him and said, "Do you want to enter the deserted state?"

The Buddhist son wanted to use him as a springboard, step on his life and go to the deserted state to practice.

"I don't agree." Ye Futian said softly. Behind the Buddha's son, the shaking light sword came with the vine. With a sniff, it directly penetrated the Buddha's son's head and slashed it!

The Buddha's eyes were still open, blood was flowing constantly, the vines disappeared, his body fell towards the sky, his heart was endlessly cold.

Isn't this his chance?

The strong man from Huangzhou arrived, escaped from Qianqiu Temple in the East Desert Land, entered Huangzhou to practice, pursue strength, everything was so perfect, he happened to know Ye Futian's secret.

But why, what is the ending?

Why, he will die.

The Buddha said that sentient beings have reincarnation, where is the reincarnation? The lamp of a person dies and turns off, and there is no other in the world from now on.

His life was still so short, and he was talented and had not yet bloomed his light and died in Tianshan Mountain.

He was unwilling to give up.

But he was unwilling to accept it and still died. His body fell on the snow. Like the leader of the Fuyun Sword Sect, he was unwilling to accept it. He did not expect that his ending would be like this.

"Sorry, personal grudges have nothing to do with you."

Ye Futian spoke to Du Ao, his tone was plain, but Du Ao's face was extremely difficult to see.

A personal grudge has nothing to do with him?

This is slapping him in the face.

However, Ye Futian's voice was so indifferent that he didn't even consider him.

Of course, Ye Futian did not consider him. If it weren't for the forces behind them, Ye Futian would have directly started a murder. Everyone had offended him. If he had killed a Buddhist son, he still needed to consider his feelings? Then it would be better to obey the other party!
Chapter completed!