Chapter 892 You and I go our separate ways!

The two men fought each other, sonic booms sounded, and the void began to collapse!

The longer the time went on, the more frightened Yun Manyao became.

Her swordsmanship began to become chaotic and her attacks lost their order.

At this moment, Ye Tianming's figure was like a ghost, and the dagger emitting cold light stabbed at her vitals almost at the same time.

Yun Manyao laughed bitterly, and simply threw away the magic sword in her hand and stood still.

For some reason, at this moment, the heavy stone and pain in my heart seemed to be relieved.

In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the time when I fought side by side with Ye Tianming.

From the hostility and defensiveness between them to Ye Tianming's final help.

She still remembered Ye Tianming's determination in shielding her behind him and facing Lei Bufan alone.

She still remembered Ye Tianming's warm and resolute back when the forbidden technique backfired...

She had never been so close to a strange man. That kind of warmth and protection seemed to penetrate into her mind and occupied her heart.

At the moment of life and death, she suddenly realized that she had developed feelings for Ye Tianming that she shouldn't have.

This feeling cannot be controlled or restrained.

Rather than being hated and ignored by Ye Tianming, it is better to fight back with one’s life.

Tears couldn't help but flow from the corners of her eyes. She looked at Ye Tianming who was approaching and smiled softly.

"I am very happy to die in your hands."

"I'll give you this life back. I hope you won't hate me anymore. Okay?"

The pleading voice was resolute.

She closed her eyes tightly and waited quietly for death to come.

At the moment when Yun Manyao was preparing to face death, time seemed to freeze.

Ye Tianming's palm stopped in mid-air, the cold light of the dagger flickered in the night sky, but it no longer moved forward.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, anger, disappointment, and a hint of imperceptible pain.

Yun Manyao's explanation did make him feel a little soft-hearted.

Yun Manyao felt the murderous intent stagnate. She slowly opened her eyes and was surprised to find that the dagger did not pierce her body.

She looked at Ye Tianming in front of her. His expression was still cold, but the movements of his hands had obviously stopped.

"Why...why don't you kill me?"

Yun Manyao's voice trembled a little. She couldn't understand why he stopped at the last moment.

Ye Tianming did not answer, his eyes were still cold, as if he was thinking about something.

Yun Manyao felt an indescribable surprise in her heart, and she asked tentatively:

"Have you... forgiven me yet?"

There was a hint of anticipation in her voice, hoping for a positive answer.

However, Ye Tianming suddenly took action and slapped her on the chest.

Yun Manyao only felt a powerful force surging, and her body flew backwards involuntarily and fell heavily to the ground.

She covered her chest in pain and looked at Ye Tianming in disbelief.

There was no expression on his face, as if the slap just now was just a trivial matter.

"You..." Yun Manyao wanted to say something, but the severe pain in her chest prevented her from continuing.

Ye Tianming turned around without looking at Yun Manyao again. His voice rang out in the night sky, cold and ruthless: "The grudge between you and me is settled today. From now on, you and I will go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Yun Manyao lay on the ground, tears silently falling.

She knew that although she survived, the feelings between her and Ye Tianming had been completely severed with this palm.

Her heart was filled with regret and loss, but she also knew that it was all her own fault.

The forest was swaying in the wind, and Yun Manyao's figure looked particularly lonely and desolate.

But Ye Tianming no longer looked at her, but turned his gaze to the people in Butian Palace:

"Your Saint Maiden is no match for me. It seems that the Butian Palace is no match for me!"

"You'd better get out of here as soon as possible!"

The faces of the people in the Butian Palace were burning with anger, and many of them had ferocious and resentful expressions.

"Don't be so proud. If our Holy Son wasn't here, how could you be so arrogant?"

"With your level of cultivation, you can't even survive three moves in the hands of our Holy Son!"

"act recklessly!"

Many disciples said angrily.

The pride of being a disciple of a large sect was still engraved on his body, and his face was full of pride.

Ye Tianming sneered: "It seems that your Butian Palace's ranking in Longjiang Province is all boasted by yourself!"

The sarcastic words instantly pierced the hearts of many disciples.

Everyone in the Butian Palace looked gloomy in an instant.

Many people began to clamor.

"Damn it!"

"If you dare to be so arrogant, I will definitely kill you!"

"kill him!"

Many people began to clamor, with the spiritual energy surging in their bodies, and were ready to attack Ye Tianming.

The three elders also had gloomy expressions and clenched their fists, wishing they could take action themselves immediately.

It is such a disgrace to such a large sect!

But there are many family forces around watching from afar.

If they attack together, they will inevitably be criticized and talked about.

Helplessly, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, looked at Ye Tianming coldly, and gave orders in a cold voice.

"No matter who kills him, this elder will definitely promote him to become the sect's chief disciple!"

As soon as the Netherworlder said this, it immediately caused an uproar.

The people in Butian Palace, who were already very excited, became even more excited in an instant.

Some people have already begun to make moves.

In an instant, a figure shot out.

Several figures rushed towards Ye Tianming like arrows.

There was a flame of anger burning in their eyes and the weapons in their hands flashed a deadly cold light.

Just when these figures were about to touch Ye Tianming, a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His body seemed to turn into a whirlwind, dodging all attacks with incredible speed and accuracy.

"You alone want to kill me?"

Ye Tianming's voice was as cold as ice.

His figure moved among the crowd like a ghost.

The dagger in his hand was thrown out casually, and it immediately turned into a cold light and pierced into the body of a disciple!

Blood splattered everywhere!

Blood spurts!

The disciple covered the bloody hole on his neck and fell to the ground, his body twitching, his face full of despair and fear.

The people around were even more terrified.

The disciples of Butian Palace are all elite.

Even the weakest one has reached the first level of Tianshu.

With so many people surrounding them, the offensive was amazing and they clearly had the upper hand.

But unexpectedly, Ye Tianming could move among them with ease.

Even though there are a large number of disciples in the Butian Palace, Ye Tianming's body movements are as erratic as a ghost.

Not only did many people's attacks fail to hit Ye Tianming, but they accidentally hit their companions.

Or, even if they pulled back their hands in time, the swinging movements would always cause their attacks to pause, making them appear disorganized.

The scene became chaotic at this moment.

Ye Tianming was always able to accurately find their loopholes, then suddenly appear and deliver a fatal blow.

This smooth method made some family forces far away tremble with fear.

I thought that with so many elite disciples in the Butian Palace, they could easily subdue Ye Tianming.

But I didn't expect the result would turn out like this.

Many people had fear in their eyes and secretly made up their minds.

"In the future, you must avoid provoking Ye Tianming."

The expressions of the three elders became increasingly ugly.

Everyone knew that if they did not take action, the reputation of the Butian Palace would be completely lost.

But if I take action myself against a junior, I will be ridiculed if the news gets out.

Just as they were hesitating, a figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd. He was astonishingly fast, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a faint blue light and stabbed straight at Ye Tianming's vitals.

"Netherworld Sword Technique!"

Someone exclaimed.

I saw a shadow passing through the void at such a fast speed that I couldn't see the figure at all.

The icy cold light was like the knife of death, slashing fiercely at Ye Tianming's neck.