Capítulo 1233: Chapter 1172: As Expected of the Man I Love
In her beautiful eyes, there was only that boundless, purple thunder, the world-suppressing handprint, and Ye Tian was about to touch it!!!
“Surely he’s going to die now?” Lian Zong breathed a sigh of relief; if Ye Tian didn’t die, he felt he’d have to carry sha and shadows for a lifeti.
Death.
Death would be better.
“Returning to Dust!” Yet, at this mont, suddenly… Ye Tian raised his hand.
Raised his hand.
Closed his fist.
Fist Seal pushing.
All was silent, everything leaned towards death, annihilation, everything returned to the origin, everything beca dust.
That fist of Returning to Dust silently collided with the Purple Platform Seal’s handprint head-on.
Fist Seal shattered.
But at the sa ti, that purple, sky-covering, thunder-infused gigantic handprint, also instantly vibrated into a rain of purple True Qi.
It scattered about.
“You…” Xu Qiuyan felt herself thrown into a nightmare world.
Her grand move, her trump card, even her preemptive strike—the Purple Platform Seal—had been blocked?!!!
You’ve got to be kidding!
Xu Qiuyan’s ntal state was still quite steady; after all, she was a veteran strong figure and had weathered many storms. But now, her mind shook almost to the point of breaking.
Can’t accept it.
Only at this mont did she suddenly realize why her daughter wanted to tear apart the Divine Robe Talisman.
The Third Layer Exhibition Hall, including the people watching the battle on Breath Stones in Heaven Prison’s street, at this mont, differ how much from Xu Qiuyan’s emotions?!
Geniuses, there are geniuses in Heaven Prison.
In fact, recently, many super demons from other planes had co to Heaven Prison.
Demons are everywhere.
But the demon able to easily block Xu Qiuyan’s full-strength move didn’t exist!
Ye Tian was the first.
“You and Divine Dress Sect have…”
Xu Qiuyan wanted to say sothing, wanted to reconcile with Ye Tian. As a veteran strong figure, having lived over a thousand years, it wasn’t simple. Things like pride and appearance were not as important as life; the instant her grand move was easily blocked by Ye Tian, an ominous premonition surged up, she didn’t want to continue the fight…
She wanted to tell Ye Tian, “You have a misunderstanding with Divine Dress Sect.”
However.
Xu Qiuyan didn’t even have the chance to complete this sentence.
“Shh. At your age, are you still this naive? I’m here to kill you.” Ye Tian raised his hand, extended his index finger, and blew against his lips.
Then.
“Returning to Dust! Returning to Dust! Returning to Dust!!!”
Savage.
Like a tyrant, Ye Tian raised his hand for a continuous “Returning to Dust.”
A single “Returning to Dust” could equal Xu Qiuyan’s strongest trump card, the Purple Platform Seal.
Yet, this chain of ten or so strikes of “Returning to Dust,” how terrifying was it?
Ten punches thrown.
The heavens and earth trembled.
Even the Heaven Prison Plane shivered.
Xu Qiuyan’s eyes were about to explode! Her mind buzzed as if her brain were being smashed by the Divine Mountain.
Boundless terror, like countless hands grasping her dead-tight, holding her so she couldn’t escape, pressing her into the Sea of Fear, almost suffocating.
Xiao Qing, Wei Yunhua, Chen Yun, and others also shuddered, faces turning pale.
Ye Tian’s simultaneous ten punches were simply refreshing everyone’s Martial Arts View.
Not to ntion whether Ye Tian’s “Returning to Dust” was his strongest move, but such a fist seal, one punch could consu boundless True Qi, right?
That level of consumption, even a true True Martial Realm strong person, would find it taxing to execute three tis consecutively.
And Ye Tian…
Including the previous punch, eleven punches in one go???
You think it’s like drinking water? Taking eleven sips?
Moreover, what’s equally terrifying is that any martial arts practitioner with a bit of perception could sense that with Ye Tian’s simultaneous ten strikes, there wasn’t any decrease in strength, but rather an increasingly fierce flavor.
Like they had seen a ghost.
“Save !” Xu Qiuyan cried out.
Utter despair.
Scared to the point of collapse.
How to continue fighting?
Wei Yunhua and Chen Yun and others instinctively wanted to help.
Even if they stepped in, their greatest hope might be to rescue Xu Qiuyan, but it wouldn’t be without risk of injury.
Still worth it.
Though not on good terms with Xu Qiuyan, they were all part of Divine Dress Sect.
How could you not save your fellow sect mber?
Moreover, if Xu Qiuyan died, the overall power of Divine Dress Sect would decline.
However.
At this mont.
“She deserves to die!” Xiao Qing actually spoke up!!!
Completely unexpected.
Xiao Qing actually disagreed with saving Xu Qiuyan?
Why?
To know, Xiao Qing’s character is ruthless, bloodthirsty, and protective.
Normally, not to ntion an Inner Sect Elder, even if soone were to kill an Outer Disciple of Divine Dress Sect in Heaven Prison, Xiao Qing would demand revenge.
Because of this character, in recent months, few dared provoke Divine Dress Sect in Heaven Prison.
Incomprehensible!
Absolutely incomprehensible.
But Xiao Qing still had authority.
With her speaking, Wei Yunhua, Chen Yun, and others all forcibly held back their urge to act.
“Touch my man, it’s your luck to die; were you not dead, I’d make you wish for death,” Xiao Qing murmured.
Ye Tian weighed heavier in her heart than Divine Dress Sect.
Far outweighs.
She knew well, at this mont, stopping Wei Yunhua and others from saving Xu Qiuyan was sothing a Sect Leader shouldn’t do, it might foster dissatisfaction within Divine Dress Sect, and her accrued authority might dissolve because of this.
But she didn’t care.
Nothing was more important than Ye Tian.
Frankly speaking, when Empress’ mory from her previous life surged in, how could her Divine Soul from this life resist? The difference was vast.
Normally, she wouldn’t have dared resist.
Yet, she fought the mory, battled to the end. Why?
Wasn’t it Ye Tian supporting her?
If her current life mory lost, consud by past mories, she’d forget Ye Tian, perhaps to cut her ties and even kill Ye Tian.
She absolutely forbade it!
Thus she clashed with the past mories.
Thus ca the later miracle.
“Indeed my Xiao Qing’s man!!!” At this mont, Xiao Qing stood there, wanting to shout excitedly, wanting to laugh heartily, dying to rush and kiss Ye Tian hard.
She indeed underestimated her man’s excellence.
She even doubted if she, with the Empress’ mory, level-ups thus, could compete with Ye Tian.
She felt no jealousy, only excitent.
Her vision was so spot-on.
Her beautiful eyes brimming with pride.
At this mont.
Xu Qiuyan felt utter despair.
Her plea for help t only silence.
She no longer had the thought to curse or interrogate Xiao Qing, Wei Yunhua, and others.
Her mind held but one thought—to survive.
To escape.
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