Help! This savior is too stupid!

Finished?

Who is finished?

A veteran venerable, with the blessing of the throne, is infinitely close to the top venerable existence, challenging the new ninth god general in front of the formation...

How strong is this Ninth God? One hundred divine powers, or two hundred divine powers?

Just looking at the numerical values, even the most outrageous mechanism cannot change the outcome of this battle.

The gap in combat power between the two sides is really too big.

Moreover, Shan Qingyi is a newcomer born in the fifth mysterious wave. She has not had any time to accumulate. Her so-called trump cards and background are nothing but a joke in front of the Venerable Houde.

That's right, Shan Qingyi is the successor designated by the Ghost Emperor, and both the Emperor and the divine generals recognize her potential.

But the problem is... Before this battle, the Ghost Emperor was just a Heavenly Emperor with a combat power of 100.5 Divine Mind...

His successor, in a sense, is not much better.

Even knowing all this, Master Guishuan still feels that Shan Qingyi is not finished yet, and the one who is finished... is Master Houde!

"Of course it is Venerable Houde."

Biden sneered and said disdainfully,

"No matter how bad my Pure Land is, it can no longer be bullied by just one or two venerables."

The pure land from the trump card really has the confidence to say this.

Nowadays, even if the Venerable calls for formation, even Emperor Wu Tian can easily stop it without taking action.

However, everyone knows one thing very well, this peak state cannot last forever.

From the beginning of the third mysterious tide to today, more than a thousand years have passed, and all the wealth accumulated in the Pure Land has been devoted to this battle.

If you win, you will have the opportunity to continue on this extremely difficult road.

Defeat...lose everything!

Even if they win, it will be a miserable victory.

The improvement of Secretary Huang, Zhou Wangu, Bi Mo Zhiyan and others is obviously not a long-term solution. They have survived the long years and the mysterious tide, and chose to shine their brightest light in this war and burn out everything...

Therefore, the Houde Venerable will die.

The only question is how he will die.

Time goes back to five minutes ago.

When Venerable Houde was resurrected, he regained control of his own power and made a comeback.

"Snowy night!"

Venerable Houde roared in a low voice,

"Come out and fight again!"

No one responded, because everyone knew that Xue Ye was dead.

Venerable Houde looked at a corner of the Pure Land defense line. There was a familiar aura there, but it was someone else.

The new ninth divine general of Pure Land is Shan Qingyi.

"You, come out!"

Venerable Houde called by name,

"Fight with me!"

Perhaps because he felt that the gap in strength between the two sides was too great, Venerable Houde added,

"I swear to the throne that I will fight you at the same level. If you win, I will kill myself!"

"I swear to the throne that starting today, I will kill the ninth divine general until death!"

Whether it is the conditions for the fight set by the Venerable Houde or the threat from the Venerable Houde, they are all genuine.

For Pure Land, as long as Shan Qingyi steps forward, he has the opportunity to become a venerable person, and he is an existence that is infinitely close to the top venerable person.

This is absolutely great news for the Pure Land war situation.

What's more, many people think highly of Shan Qingyi and feel that it is not difficult to win the Houde Master.

It can be said that at this moment, both the Pure Land and the outside world are eager for this battle to happen.

but,

The girl with the two swords tied around her waist just stood there, not even looking at Lord Houde.

"Are you scared?"

Venerable Houde spoke again.

If Xue Ye chooses such a successor, for Venerable Houde, the Ninth God General... there will be no difference between living and dead.

"Are you talking to me?"

Shan Qingyi still didn't look at Lord Houde because it was not necessary.

"How could I be afraid?"

Venerable Houde asked again, "Since you are not afraid, why don't you dare to use the sword?"

Shan Qingyi shook her head and said something very arrogant,

"You are no match for me."

For a time, the Pure Land and the outside world were all boiling!

What a crazy Ninth God General!

What an arrogant 100 divine power!

This little girl hasn't even become the Ghost God Emperor, but she already has the demeanor of the Ghost God Emperor as a 'master in colored pens'!

No wonder he is valued by the Ghost Emperor!

However, after calming down, some people realized that Pure Land writing is profound and profound.

You are no match for me.

There is a huge strength gap between the two sides. Even if Jiang Bai is brought here, this battle will have to be fought with a lot of tricks to win.

Another explanation for this sentence is that in Shan Qingyi's eyes, Venerable Houde's opponent...is someone else!

Who is the one?

Suddenly, Venerable Houde, who was standing there, felt that the weather had turned cold.

The world in front of him was dark and cold.

This kind of blackness is like the blackness of night.

This kind of cold is like the cold of snow.

Fortunately, this feeling of darkness and cold only lasted for a moment, like an illusion, passing by in a flash.

For a moment, Venerable Houde thought Xue Ye was alive again.

The shadow of death once again hung over his head.

Venerable Houde quickly identified the source of the death crisis, which was a scholar holding a paper fan.

Origami fan?

No...it's a bully pen!

Venerable Houde was very afraid of the other party, because Xue Ye could only succeed with the help of the Bully Sky Pen when he slashed out that sword.

If Deception Bi and the newly promoted Ninth God General were allowed to stand together, something might happen.

No, the Qitian Pen should have reached its limit, and I shouldn't be afraid...

For a moment, Venerable Houde felt a headache. Who is this guy in front of him among the pens, ink, paper and inkstone? Why does he feel a life-and-death threat from him?

Venerable Houde stared at the other party, as if he wanted to find out the reason.

"You are not my opponent."

The scholar said the same thing as Shan Qingyi.

"Don't look at me."

The weak scholar shaking the paper fan in his hand said with a smile,

"Look at the knife!"

As he said, he crossed his ten fingers and made a sound of metal and stone hitting each other!

A ray of knife light flew out from his fingertips, the knife light that Venerable Houde was very familiar with, the knife light that had killed him once.

This person is not the Folding Paper Fan, nor the Qitian Pen, but... the Zhanlong Inkstone!

For a moment, Venerable Houde's brain fell into a brief confusion, as if there were countless whys, and he wanted to know the answer.

Why can Zhanlong Inkstone replicate this knife? Was he also there at the time?

Why is this knife similar to the ones I have seen, but different?

Why am I standing here still? Move, do something, damn it...

In fact, all the problems can be summarized into a simple question:

Why am I going to die again?

In just a moment, the knife light came in front of Venerable Houde, just like Houde's life this time, which was about to disappear in an instant.

Youth is short, I hope you will cherish it.

Just like last time, Venerable Houde used all his means to try to resist this unreasonable knife.

Just like last time, this knife easily broke through Venerable Houde's defense and harvested his life.

It was really unreasonable.

At the last moment of his life, Venerable Houde seemed to hear the voice of Xue Ye, the voice of his mortal enemy, with the free and easy, wanton, and... killing of a swordsman!

"This knife..."

"You live once, I cut once."

"You live a lifetime, I cut a lifetime."

"If you want to ask why..."

Since Xue Ye cut off the confused Venerable Hou De, he would at least help him cut off his confusion and die with a clear mind.

"Because..."

Xue Ye said a very simple truth,

"You are not my opponent."

The same sentence, three different people, said it to Venerable Hou De three times.

The snow fell slowly, embellishing the night.

Blood splashed, heads fell to the ground, dyeing this dark world with a ray of red.

The blood condensed in the air, turned into ice crystals, and fell on the battlefield like snowflakes.

And the snowflakes that fell to the ground ignited fire again.

When the firelight cut through the darkness, people could see the appearance of the night clearly.

This is Xue Ye.

The strongest ninth god in the history of Pure Land.

The knife returned to the scabbard, floating in front of Shan Qingyi, leaving Xue Ye's last words,

"This is called handsome."

Tonight, Xue Ye put away the knife, and the Venerable beheaded.