With that, Han Laomo unexpectedly pulled out a wedding dress from somewhere, teasingly asking, "So, are you willing to become my little bride?"
Huang Feixiu, upon seeing this, let out a cold laugh and slowly replied, "You should keep your wedding dress for your mourning rites."
The killing move, Autumn Wind Descends.
In an instant, countless sharp star-like beams appeared and shot towards Han Laomo.
Han Laomo snorted coldly and sinisterly smiled, "Killing move: Joyful Evil Buddha."
A massive Meat Buddha rose from the ground, blocking all the star beams. At the same time, a water dragon surged out from the Meat Buddha's body and dove towards Huang Feixiu.
What is going on?
The disciples of the Qixing Sect stared in shock at the scene unfolding in the air.
Such indecency! Such indecency!
The Elders of the Sect angrily rebuked Han Laomo's actions while casting an illusion spell to shield the innocent eyes of their younger disciples.
Meanwhile, among the Ye Family Ancestors.
Four Zhun Dis were engaged in fierce battle in mid-air, unleashing various divine abilities and killing moves.
Amidst the clash of weapons, Yang Lihuan struck Yu Donghai in the back with a killing move. Yu Donghai instantly spat out a mouthful of blood and plummeted from the sky.
A generation of Zhun Di had thus fallen.
The battle situation turned dramatically; facing the siege of two Zhun Dis, even someone as strong as Wang Buxing began to struggle and fell into a passive position.
Yang Lihuan seized the opportunity to pursue, brandishing a long sword aimed at Wang Buxing.
Wang Buxing was already unprepared and was busy dealing with Man Shan, momentarily neglecting the threat posed by Yang Lihuan.
Just as he was about to draw his Emperor Weapon, Yang Lihuan's long sword had already slashed towards his waist.
Blood flew everywhere.
However, just as Yang Lihuan attempted to strike again to finish off Wang Buxing, a blade aura suddenly rippled through the air.
Ye Xingchen!
Yang Lihuan stepped back a few paces and disdainfully remarked, "You, an ant just entering the Holy Realm, dare to contend with a Zhun Di?"
"Zhun Di? Just a waste of space."
Ye Xingchen let out a cold laugh. "Today, I will take your dog head and then display Li Tianyang's severed head for all to see."
Yang Lihuan, furious to the point of laughter, replied sinisterly, "Since you wish to die so badly, I might as well send you on your way."
With that, Yang Lihuan once again gathered his sword's momentum and lunged fiercely at Lin Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen merely smiled faintly. "Fate Divine Body, is it? Using the same old tricks?"
Yang Lihuan's sword momentum did not diminish; he continued to stab fiercely at Ye Xingchen. "I want to see whether my Yang Lihuan's long sword is harder or if your so-called Sacred Body is tougher."
The killing move pierced straight through, the sword like a dancing dragon, aiming for Ye Xingchen's heart.
Seeing this, Ye Xingchen instead smiled and actively released his Fate Divine Body's defense.
In an instant, Ye Xingchen was pierced through the heart, his vision darkening as he fell downward.
The crowd gasped in shock. Could it be that a generation's Heaven-chosen one was about to fall?
Wang Buxing was even more dumbfounded; he never expected that the Heaven-chosen one he had always admired could be so foolish as to voluntarily seek death.
But just as despair enveloped everyone, an unexpected change occurred.
Ye Xingchen, who should have been dead, suddenly opened his eyes and even began to laugh maniacally.
Wang Buxing, hearing this, was furious and shouted, "You fool! Why go seek death when you were perfectly fine? You survive by sheer luck and still manage to laugh? I truly overestimated you!"
Ye Xingchen simply waved his hand dismissively and said:
"How can one know?" Hong Hu questioned.
"Don't even mention that useless Yang Lihuan; I would kill Man Shan just the same."
"Man Shan?" Wang Buxing pointed at the sky where Man Shan was.
"Do you still want to kill Man Shan? Really?"
Wang Buxing suddenly froze, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
At that moment, Man Shan had already fallen from the sky, his face pale.
Man Shan was dead.
"Ding! The host has used the skill Fate Rotation."
"Remaining uses:"
Ye Xingchen nodded.
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