At the top of Jueying Palace, in the ancient palace, the sword intent flows, and Jueying Sword Saint closes his eyes and practices.

When you reach this level of practice, it is difficult to make a small step forward. You need to be persistent, devote yourself to practicing, have a stable state of mind, and also need external opportunities to have the opportunity to continue moving forward.

These days, Jueying Sword Saint has been restless due to Pei Qianying's affairs, which has also had some impact on his practice.

Now, it is time to put aside distractions. As for Ye Futian’s affairs, he and Lihentian have formed a conflict. He will deal with him without him spending his energy on it.

The sword intent flowed around the body, and the light was shining brightly in the palace, as if there was a wonderful sword formation. The Jueying Sword Saint gradually calmed down.

But at this moment, his eyelids twitched slightly, and suddenly his mind was a little restless, and he always felt something was going to happen.

"What's going on?" Jueying Sword Saint said in his heart. When he practices to the realm of a saint and understands the way of heaven and earth, sometimes he will feel mysterious and omen. At this moment, his mind is restless, obviously it is not coming out of thin air, and something is very likely to happen.

He opened his eyes, and his spiritual will penetrated the ancient palace directly and spread to the distance. Soon, Jueying Sword Saint felt a very strong sense of crisis.

His heart beat, and he felt something seemed to be in the distance, and his spiritual will continued to spread far away.

The next moment, the heart of Jueying Sword Saint beating violently. Above the sky, the sword intent flowed down, covering the sky and the sun. In the void, there was an extremely huge sword map. In the center of the sword map, infinite sword intents gathered between heaven and earth, and from it, he drank and spit out the sword power that tore up everything.

"Not good." The Jueying Sword Saint in the palace suddenly opened his eyes and soared into the sky. However, the next moment, a beam of light appeared in the sword map above the sky, directly locking his body.

"Leave at speed." Jueying Sword Saint roared, and the entire Jueying Palace shook violently. Everyone's heart was beating fiercely. He didn't even react. He just looked up at the void in a daze. Jueying Sword Saint gathered the sword intent of heaven and earth, held the holy sword in his hand, and turned into thousands of sword shadows.

Above the sky, a brilliant light shone down, and a sword map appeared and enveloped the sky. At this moment, the endless sword gathered into a sword, traveling through the void, like a light that broke through the sky, hanging down directly, ignoring the distance of the space.

At this moment, many people only felt that the god of death was coming, and their lives seemed insignificant under this sword intent.

The boundless and dazzling light hurt so much that their eyes could not be opened. Many people involuntarily raised their hands to block their eyes.

Thousands of afterimages returned to one another and turned into a sword. Everyone heard the roar of Jueying Sword Saint. The next moment, a destructive sword intent swept across, tearing the entire Jueying Palace to pieces.

The people in Jueying Palace were instantly soaked in sweat, revealing a sense of terror.

They looked in the direction where Jueying Sword Saint was located. There, Jueying Sword Saint was standing in the void, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, long hair was flying in disarray, his aura was weak, and he looked extremely embarrassed, and under him, the palace was pierced through a sword, torn and torn. Not only that, the entire Jueying Palace was destroyed by the remaining power of the sword.

The sword was shocked, and everyone in Jueying Palace was stunned. They looked at the void blankly. There, there was an extremely young woman slowly falling down. In the distance, a sword roared in the air. A group of strong men appeared above the crowd, looking down below.

A white-haired figure walked out and glanced at Jueying Sword Saint.

Jueying Sword Saint stared at him, his eyes filled with strong murderous thoughts.

With a sword in the void, Jueying Sword Saint certainly understood that the other party was coming to his life and showed no mercy.

"Ye Futian." Jueying Sword Saint never expected that the other party would attack him so decisively.

Pei Qianying also stared at the white-haired figure, trembling all over, not only because of anger and hatred, but also a faint sense of fear.

Ye Futian led all the powerful people to come, what are you going to do?

He was determined to kill Ye Futian, and at all costs, even if he knelt down and asked his master for help, he never thought that Ye Futian would come to Jueying Palace and appear in front of him again.

The village chief and Li Sheng had moved their bodies and stepped forward to surround Jueying Sword Saint. As the only holy existence in Jueying Palace, he could not leave alive.

"In the past, Pei Qianying and Jueying Sword Saint stripped away my brother's life soul and said crazy about fighting above the Nine Heavens. After defeat, he was unwilling to accept it. Jueying Sword Saint and Pei Qianying monitored my movements and went to Lihentian to instigate the people of Lihen Sword Palace to take action, and spread news about Emperor Jiuge and Ye Wuchen. Their hearts are punishable. After today, there will be no Jueying Palace. I will not implicate others. I will just stay in place and wait for orders to not kill." Ye Futian's eyes were cold, swept down into the sky, and said loudly, and the voice spread throughout Jueying Palace.

At this time, many powerful people flashed outside Jueying Palace. Seeing the scene in front of you, my heart was trembling violently, and I felt my heart beating constantly.

The center of Jueying Palace turned into ruins. The sword that fell from the sky just now was sensed by all the powerful men in hundreds of miles, so they rushed here quickly. After hearing Ye Futian's words, they knew that Jueying Sword Saint was finished.

Jueying Sword Saint secretly plotted against Ye Futian, but now the other party is coming to the door to destroy Jueying Palace.

"Let's go." One by one, one figure flashed and fled to the outside of Jueying Palace. For many people, they were just practicing in Jueying Palace. In this case, their own life was more important. Ye Futian said that as long as they didn't move, they would not kill them, and they dared not gamble.

On the outside, a dark golden eagle slapped its wings and slammed its palms down. In an instant, a fugitive was directly killed.

Of course, some people obey Ye Futian's words and dare not move around, but just stand in place.

"Swish, swish..." The terrifying sword intent flowed, and a sword intent came towards Ye Futian. It was Jueying Sword Saint who took action. Yaya stepped out and stood in front of Ye Futian. A terrible sword light curtain appeared around her body, isolating the space.

At the same time, Li Sheng's body moved. She had a sword in her hand and her long hair flew towards Jueying Sword Saint.

Jueying Sword Saint pointed his finger at the void, and in an instant, endless sword shadows appeared, drowning the void and slashing towards Li Sheng.

However, the statue of Li Sheng could not feel it. An extreme chill filled the world. Many people couldn't help but feel a chill. The sword intent of her body flowed, and the endless shadow sword in the void was constantly destroyed and destroyed. Li Sheng was still moving forward step by step without any obstacles.

Jueying Sword Saint was pale, and the realm of Li Sheng was comparable to that of him, weaker than his peak period. However, he had suffered severe damage from the previous sword and his aura was weak, not as good as Li Sheng.

Sensing the aura of Li Sheng's body, Jueying Sword Saint instantly fled backward and turned into a sword and walked.

The village chief flashed, and the space seemed to solidify, and endless sword intent dropped down, blocking the retreat of Jueying Sword Saint.

"Swish." Jueying Sword Saint has not diminished speed, and thousands of sword shadows have turned into one sword, killing everything ahead just to get out of trouble.

The village chief's holy sword was in his hand and activated the sword map. A terrible sword-shaped pattern appeared in front of him. Jueying Sword Saint's sword came, and the sword map was torn and torn, but it also blocked his pace.

At this moment, Jueying Sword Saint felt very cold, his whole body was cold, and his soul seemed to be trembling.

It seemed as if everything in the world had become cold and harsh, and he seemed to be in a wonderful space, as if his people and his way of practice had nowhere to hide, and were exposed to that artistic conception.

He suddenly turned around and slashed out a sword, shining the world, and the sword energy spread across a hundred miles. However, he only saw a beautiful and ruthless face, as well as her ruthless sword.

With a sword out, his sword path was broken, and only the cold sword slashed towards his body.

When the sword passed by, Jueying Sword Saint seemed to be frozen, revealing an extremely strong sense of fear. The sword cut his heart of Tao and broke the foundation of his great way. There was a sound of shattering in his body, and his body trembled slightly due to fear.

He has been a Jueying Sword Saint for many years and created Jueying Sword Palace. Today, will he actually lose his life because of a younger practitioner?

Without making him think too much, the village chief's sword stabbed out and pierced directly into his body, tearing all the space to destroy his body. The Jueying Sword Saint's body seemed to turn into a strong light, and then split into pieces in fear, dissipating between heaven and earth with the endless sword intent.

"No..." Seeing the fall of Jueying Sword Saint, many people in Jueying Palace shouted, showing a look of despair.

Is a holy existence killed here on the spot?

At this moment, the others were silent and no one dared to move.

At this time, Ye Futian stepped out and walked towards Pei Qianying. No one dared to intercept him anymore.

Pei Qianying watched Ye Futian approaching step by step, his body trembling slightly. He clasped his hands tightly, and the blue veins were exposed.

Hate, pain, regret, and fear are Pei Qianying's state of mind at this moment.

Ye Futian looked indifferent and said, "Wuchen."

Ye Wuchen understood what he meant, took a step forward, his sword intent was extremely sharp, and he headed towards Pei Qianying.

In the past, Pei Qianying ordered people to strip his soul of life. How arrogant it was to fight others in the Nine Heavens.

Seeing Ye Wuchen walking towards him step by step, Pei Qianying roared, his body soared into the sky and headed towards Ye Wuchen.

A dazzling light was released from Ye Wuchen's pupils. The sword soul appeared, and a golden sword intent destroyed everything. His body accelerated and turned into a afterimage, and the sword came out.

Pei Qianying also drew his sword, but he seemed to be a moment earlier. The golden sword flashed and passed by his throat. Pei Qianying's body trembled violently, covering his throat with both hands, and blood dyed his ten fingers red.

Tears flowed down his eyes, and at this moment, it seemed that he remembered his glorious life.

Did Pei Qianying, the peerless genius on the Nine Heavens Dao List, the disciple of Lihentian, and the son of Jueying Sword Saint, end his life in this way?
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