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Text Chapter 1321 A gentleman should strive for self-improvement

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    The King of Heaven came to the pagoda, his will merged into it, the pagoda rotated, and the golden light fell down like lightning bolts.

    Outside the pagoda, surrounded by a sacred golden dragon, it gradually solidified, as if it was about to turn into a real dragon.

    The shadows of pagodas went down one after another, falling on Ye Futian's huge body continuously.

    The vast space is dead silent.

    Countless eyes are all staring at that place.

    This is the bet between Emperor Li and Ye Futian, and perhaps, it will determine the fate of the national teacher.

    Grandmaster Dali looked at the figure standing in front of him. The once handsome young man had become extremely tall at this moment, as if he wanted to protect the old man.

    A strand of hurricane was beating, causing his half-white long hair to fly.

    However, he still couldn't bring up the slightest strength. With his abolished cultivation base, he seemed powerless and could only watch all this.

    In the suffocating space, the light of the pagoda was extremely bright, as if after a long time, the King of Heaven was finally able to completely control the pagoda. He stepped out with a cold expression, looking down at Ye Futian's figure.

    He vaguely understood the reason why Li Huang did this. The real killing technique of the pagoda does not lie in the power displayed on the outside.

    As long as Ye Futian nods, he will surely die.

    Even if it is him who bears the three attacks that he has driven the pagoda, it is dangerous, let alone Ye Futian, who is only the sage of the true self.

    After Ye Futian died, the people in Chilong Realm should also retire. Others are not familiar with the national teacher, or even the Emperor Xia. There is no need to work for the Emperor Xia. They are not under the Emperor Xia.

    Moreover, Emperor Xia himself didn't dare to gamble everyone's life here, the National Salvator, right?

    "Die."

    A deep voice came out, and the King of Heaven finally made a move. With a loud noise, a radiant divine splendor was released from the pagoda.

    "Boom!"

    The loud noise came out, and Ye Futian's huge body was suppressed by huge pagodas, covering his whole body in the pagodas. The endless destructive lightning radiance destroyed his body, and the terrible suppressing force killed the tomb.  crush him.

    The dragon chanted, Ye Futian raised his head, he seemed to appear in the inner space of the pagoda, a sacred golden dragon roared and swooped down, directly rushing into his mind, blasting his spirit  Strength of will, roaring to shatter his soul.

    "Bang, bang, bang" Ye Futian's gigantic Chongloufa exploded inch by inch, his mind trembling violently, as if his soul was going to be scattered and his body annihilated.

    It's too strong. This power is not only intended to destroy his body, but also his spiritual willpower.

    This is the big killer.

    With just one attack, Ye Futian's huge body seemed to be unable to bear it, and everyone was terrified.

    Emperor Xia's eyes were indifferent, and he kept staring there, as if he was ready to make a move at any time.

    If Ye Futian can't hold on, even if the war starts, he will still make a move. It is impossible to really watch Ye Futian die.

    Ye Futian went to gamble, but he didn't really want to die.

    "continue."

    Li Huang spoke indifferently, his voice was calm, and he didn't let the King of Heaven stop.

    If you want to kill, you have to go all out, don't let Ye Futian have any chance to kick, and kill directly.

    Destroy his body, cut his soul.

    No matter how outstanding Ye Futian's talent is, today, he still has to stay forever.

    "good."

    The King of Heaven responded, and another attack fell, as if the sky was falling apart, and the divine light of the infinite avenue gathered and landed on the pagoda.

    The pagoda seemed to be transformed into thousands of feet, spinning above Ye Futian's head, and all the attacks fell on Ye Futian's body, extremely precise, and no power wasted.

    A few impeccable Saint Realm powerhouses from the Dali Dynasty next to them protected the Dali Guoshi with their Taoism. Even though the attack was extremely precise, the Guoshi was extremely fragile now, and could not bear the slightest aftermath.

    Before His Majesty Li made a decision, they still couldn't let the national teacher die here.

    The endless divine light turned into another pagoda, wrapped around Ye Futian's body, and spun wildly like a golden pagoda, smoothing out everything, and continuously crushing and destroying Ye Futian's double-story Dharma Body.

    That terrifying storm of destruction, like a Nirvana-level character, is also about to die in it and be suppressed and killed by life and death.

    The body of Chonglou seems to be collapsing, and both knees seem to be unable to stand firm, and they are cut off by terrible forces, as if they are about to fall.

    Countless fire arms stretched out to support the ground, but they were constantly shattered and destroyed by the terrifying lights of destruction.

    "Boom."

    & n? Bright.

    "Not dead yet?" The King of Heaven was embarrassed.

    "The three attacks have passed, release the national teacher." A rolling voice came down from the sky, and Li Huang said: "Well, Ye Futian led the army to kill, behead."

    This beheaded word fell like lightning, and it severely impacted everyone's hearts.

    It turned out that Li Huang still had such thoughts.

    He only promised to release the national division, but he didn't promise not to continue the war after the three attacks.

    Taking this opportunity, the King of Heaven can kill Ye Futian.

    Ye Futian, he has no way out at all.

    As long as he agrees to Li Huang's conditions, he will surely die.

    "Yes, Your Majesty." Wang Tianxuan said loudly, with a strong desire to kill.

    As for the few flawless saints, their power disappeared from Dali Guoshi, and at the same time they wanted to untie the shackles on him.

    "Don't bother." The national teacher said softly. As soon as the words fell, the shackles on his body continued to explode and shatter.

    Above his body, the radiance shot straight into the sky, and when the king of the king attacked again that day, he raised his palm.

    "Clang!"

    With a loud noise, the boundless and huge tower of the gods fell down, but was blocked by a big hand that covered the sky. That hand blocked one side of the sky.

    Countless divine lights descended on Dali Guoshi's body, his white hair gradually disappeared, his wrinkles also faded, and his cloudy eyes became bright again, full of radiance.

    "From now on, I no longer owe Dali, and I am no longer Dali's national teacher." A calm voice sounded and spread throughout the palace.
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