Kill!

Ye Qiu's soul body carried the Eight Desolation Sword and slashed it directly, the other party directly connected it with the palm of his hand, grabbed the Eight Desolation Sword, and with a movement of his thoughts, the Eight Desolation Sword quickly shrank, regained its freedom, and slashed in the air again.

Fluffy ......

This time the sword qi fell on the other party, but unfortunately, he didn't see any effect, he could feel that there was a layer of qi blocking the sword qi, with Ye Qiu's strength, in the case that the other party could resist, he couldn't hurt the other party at all.

Unless the opponent is untouched.

Ye Qiu didn't believe in evil, and launched a quick attack, and the sword qi slashed out one by one, like snowflakes in the sky, turning into a whirlwind one by one, entwining the other party in it.

However, at this time, Ye Qiu was facing a saint, even if it was a trace of spiritual body, but a saint was a saint, and there was an insurmountable gap between him and the Void Breaking Realm.

"Broken!"

As soon as the sage spoke, his palm grabbed into the air, and all the sword qi automatically fell into his hand, and then burst one after another.

"Today you will die!" This saint was full of anger and showed his murderous intentions, at this time, he could finally kill Ye Qiu with his own hands.

This time, he wouldn't let Ye Qiu get away from his eyes, and he wouldn't even give him a chance to drill into the panic again.

The saint took the initiative to attack, and immediately the momentum was overwhelming, Ye Qiu's hair was blown up, and his soul body was constantly retreating.

A trace of spiritual power, but comparable to the will of heaven and earth, made Ye Qiu feel a feeling that it was difficult to fight.

He bit the tip of his tongue to make himself sober, at such a critical moment, he must not be cowardly, otherwise, he will be finished.

"I've even survived the Nine Heavenly Tribulations, and I will definitely not die here. Ye Qiu's eyes flashed, and he encouraged himself, in this kind of situation, without helpers, under the one-faced strong enemy, Ye Qiu could only be stronger.

The battle between Ye Qiu and the saint was still continuing, and seeing that Ye Qiu's several attacks were fruitless, many Chinese people who were concerned about this battle couldn't help but sweat for Ye Qiu.

"Ye Zhanshen, you are not fighting alone, we support you spiritually, and we will definitely kill these outsiders!"

"Yes, Ye Zhanshen is not alone, all of us in Huaxia are supporting him behind our backs, even if we don't have a strong force, but we are all in one place. ”

On the Internet, the majority of Chinese netizens left messages one after another, saying that Ye Qiu was not fighting alone.

In the past, these alien warriors wanted to destroy Kyoto, if it weren't for the appearance of Ye Qiu, Kyoto at this time would have been in ruins.

Now, in order to kill these powerful people full of destructive power, Ye Qiu did not hesitate to risk his life and fight seven people alone.

Anyone can see that these seven people are not ordinary, and every blow is so thrilling, it is hard to imagine how terrible it will be once that kind of attack falls on these ordinary people.

But it was such an opponent, there were seven of them, and five of them were killed by Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu was thinking about how to kill the saint in front of him, and suddenly, he felt warm all over his body.

As soon as his mind moved, and when he felt it carefully, he found that all over the heavens and the earth, there was a large amount of faith power converging on him.

This time, the power of faith is unprecedentedly large, and it is particularly staring, although it is inextricably linked, it cannot be counted, but Ye Qiu can feel that it is countless people who are thinking of him and praying for him, so much power of faith can be generated.

Ye Qiu glanced at the city in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face.

He is not without helpers, his helpers are the whole of China, all the people of China.

Receiving the prayers of the entire Chinese people, what reason did he Ye Qiu have to die here, he wanted to live, he wanted to defeat the other party, even if the opponent was a powerful saint realm.

Many powers of faith brought Ye Qiu great encouragement, and when these powers of faith turned into a sphere in Ye Qiu's chest, Ye Qiu's heart moved, and he immediately pushed this sphere out.

Seeing Ye Qiu shoot out a white light cluster, and the aura of this light cluster was consistent with the aura of the long rope before, there was an instinctive disgust in the heart of the saint on the opposite side, because he felt that this power could cause him harm.

"Broken!"

A huge palm appeared in the air, condensed by the saint, and this palm stood up to the sky and the earth, larger than the mountains, and slapped directly on the white light cluster.

The two forces collided together, and the white light burst open, and as the saint thought, he exploded.

"Without this power, how can you defeat me?" the saint sneered.

However, Ye Qiu's movements on the other side did not stop, only seeing Ye Qiu's fingers rise and fall like playing a piano, the saint was puzzled, he didn't know what he was doing, but when he saw the white light that was burst by him, scattering countless filaments of white light, he was slightly distracted.

I only saw the white filament of light swimming around the saint, like the white filament spit out by a silkworm, suspended in the air, and shrinking little by little.

"Not good!"

The saint who was in it realized that he was going to be completely wrapped in white threads, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and he was about to get out of it.

However, as soon as he rushed upward, those white filaments of light instantly condensed upwards, immediately covering all the gaps, not giving him room to escape at all.

Swish!

The saint changed direction and rushed to the left, and the white filaments formed a closed surface again, standing in front of him, blocking the way.

After changing directions a few times, he found it difficult to get out.

This white silk will completely surround him, turning him into a cocoon.

If he was really a saint and was cocooned by a broken realm, how shameful it would be to return to his ancestral land.

"Don't try to trap me. The saint was furious, and immediately attacked Bai Si's weak place, but his strength at this time, where was it as powerful as at the beginning, after fighting with Ye Qiu, most of his strength was consumed, and now he couldn't tear through the cage that the power of faith turned into.

After a few attempts, the sage had to admit that he was trapped by Ye Qiu's.

After laying a cage for the saint with his own hands, Ye Qiu's heart could finally be put down.

"Law Divine Dragon!"

Ye Qiu once again mobilized the power of the law and bombarded this saint.

This time, this saint couldn't dodge, and when the law landed, Ye Qiu would crack a hole in the cage of the power of faith, so that the power of the law would enter it.

Under Ye Qiu's thousands of law attacks, this saint finally gradually weakened, and in the end, a trace of spiritual power was split by the law, turning into energy between heaven and earth, feeding back to heaven and earth.

After killing this saint, Ye Qiu did not rest, he immediately turned the power of faith into a cage again, enveloping the Taihuang Bell in it.

After that, the thought moved, and the last saint was released by him.

This saint was about to attack, but suddenly found that he was imprisoned and began to bombard the cage of the power of faith frantically, but his strength had already been consumed by the Emperor Bell bombardment of the Emperor Bell, and Ye Qiu used the same method to destroy this last saint alive.

There were seven saints in total, and so far, the whole army has been destroyed.

And right now, what Ye Qiu cares about most is his physical body.

(End of chapter)