The disciples of the Holy Mother Hall looked at Ye Xiong with great disappointment.
Isa was also disappointed. She didn't expect that Ye Xiong wouldn't help her at this point.
"Ye Xiong, I thought you were different from others, but now it seems that there is no difference between you and Lu Qingfeng."
She admitted her death and was not willing to let more than a dozen disciples be buried with her.
"They are your disciples, so it is natural for you to take care of them. As an outsider, it is not appropriate for me to take care of them."
"If I'm taken away, I won't be able to take care of them in the future."
"Today, I, the King of Heaven, will not even think of taking you away." Ye Xiong suddenly said loudly.
Isa looked at him in shock.
The eleven disciples of the Holy Mother Temple all looked at her.
Millions of monks also looked at him.
If not everyone knew his identity and status, they would have thought that these words were spoken by a fool.
Isn't it unhealthy to say such words in front of the saints of heaven?
The saint's eyes fell on Ye Xiong, his eyes as bright as daggers.
Ye Xiong met his gaze without any fear and asked: "Whose order was it to send Isha to hell?"
"Of course it is the decision of heaven." The saint snorted coldly?
"Whose decision is it in the way of heaven?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.
"The decision of Heaven is not something you, a small mortal in the lower world, can ask." The saint roared, waved his hand, and shouted: "Get away, don't stop this saint from doing things, otherwise, don't blame me for beating you too.
Enter the eighteenth level of hell."
"Send me to the eighteenth level of hell, are you qualified?" Ye Xiong sneered.
"I am a saint of heaven, so I am qualified." The saint said angrily.
"You are just a little saint in the way of heaven. A big figure like Isa who dominates the divine world is most likely to become a saint in the way of heaven in the future. Let alone a little saint like you, even a holy king or even a holy emperor.
You are not qualified to send her to the eighteenth level of hell, who gives you the right?" Ye Xiong yelled.
These words not only startled Isa next to her, but also everyone around her.
Millions of monks just stared at Ye Xiong blankly, with doubts in their eyes.
"Who told you?" The saint stared at him with bright eyes.
Ye Xiong's words really scared him.
People in the five realms know very little about the affairs of heaven.
The only possibility is that Ye Xiong knew someone from Tiandao, and that person told him about Tianyu Tiandao.
After all, a person of heaven can travel through any plane, and it is possible to know him.
"Don't worry about who told me that if you want to take Isa away, you must meet two requirements. First, you must be a Holy Emperor. Second, you must have a warrant from the Queen. I would like to ask you which one?"
Isa looked at this man, and a familiar feeling suddenly arose.
However, another strange feeling arose in my heart.
This guy actually knows the level of heaven. How does he know it? Who is he?
"I want a warrant, right? Let me show it to you. I'm afraid you won't understand."
The saint took out a warrant from his body and threw it into the air, where it was suspended.
No one around could understand the words above.
This is the writing of the Way of Heaven, and they don't understand it.
Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the warrant. He didn't read the previous content, only the final signature.
The Holy Emperor of the West: Hu Sansi.
"You don't understand, do you want me to read it to you?" the saint sneered.
Ye Xiong thought about it for a moment and understood it, and said coldly: "I guess this order came from Hu Sansi. Except for a confused person like him, it is impossible for other Holy Emperors to issue such an order."
The saint's face changed drastically!
If Ye Xiong knew the level of Heavenly Dao earlier, he would still be calm.
Now, he can actually understand Tiandaowen and also knows about Hu Sansi, which shows that his understanding of Tiandao is definitely more than just understanding.
"Hu Sansi is a famous medicine fanatic. He has become a saint with the way of medicine. He has never left the way of heaven for hundreds of thousands of years. He has no understanding of the situation of the five ways. How many days did you have to bother him to get this order?
!" Ye Xiong snorted coldly, raised his head and said, "I don't recognize this order."
"How can it be that you don't recognize the instructions of Heaven just because you say you don't?" The saint put away the instructions and said angrily: "I will take Isha away today. Anyone who dares to stop this saint will be killed without mercy."
"You dare?" Ye Xiong yelled.
"You dare to stop me from trying?" the saint said with murderous intent.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly reached the extreme, and it seemed that it would explode in an instant.
No one thought that Ye Xiong could actually fight against the saint of heaven.
The saint of heaven actually seemed to be afraid of him.
"Do you know who is covering her?" Ye Xiong pointed at Isha and said loudly: "One of the four holy emperors of Jiantian, Emperor Xiaoyao is usually her friend. If you dare to touch her hair, don't say anything to you.
Even the Holy Emperor of the West, Hu Sansi, can't bear to eat and walk around, you dare to touch her and try."
The saint's face was ugly.
His eyes kept rolling.
Hearing Xiaoyao Huang's normal name, there was no fear on his face.
The Four Saint Emperors of Supervising Heaven are the existences second only to the Dao of Heaven. He is not afraid. There is only one possibility.
He has long known about his usual relationship with Isa.
It is very possible that the heavenly realm is in turmoil and has spread to the lower realms.
Ye Xiong guessed everything in an instant.
"I don't care who is protecting her, or what background she has. Today, I am just using a warrant to do things. Anyone who dares to stop me is an enemy of the way of heaven and an enemy of the law. Kill...without...pardon."
As soon as the saint finished speaking, a surging force surged from his body, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, and spread throughout the universe.
The pressure of the Mahayana realm appeared in front of everyone for the first time in hundreds of thousands of years.
Isa had been listening just now and said nothing.
She didn't expect that Ye Xiong would be related to Tiandao.
What's more, I didn't expect that the guy who usually appears and disappears all day long, and is even a bit unreliable, is actually a man of heaven, and he seems to have a very high position.
The most unexpected thing was that at this time, Ye Xiong would stand up and protect himself at all costs.
I originally thought he was indifferent, but now it seems that he is not at all.
He is different from before.
What exactly did he experience in the Holy Realm?
"Ye Xiong, I'll go with him, and you just need to help me take good care of the disciples in the Notre Dame Hall." Yisha compromised.
She didn't want Ye Xiong to fight against Heaven for her.
Fighting against the way of heaven will not end well, they simply don't have the ability.
"I just said that I, the King of Heaven, will not even think of taking you away today." Ye Xiong reiterated.
Isa stared at his back blankly, and suddenly her body trembled.
Why is this back so familiar?
"Only you want to stop me from arresting someone?" The saint laughed heartily.
Ye Xiong cannot be killed if he is not guilty, but if he prevents him from arresting people, he can be killed openly and honestly for preventing him from doing things.
When the time comes, even if he is usually blamed, he will have an excuse to excuse himself.
"I am indeed no match on my own, but we are two people." Ye Xiong waved to Isa and said, "Come here, let's fight him together."
Isa looked at him in shock.
This is a saint from heaven. Has he grown brave?
"Believe me, the Heavenly Sage is not as scary as you think." Ye Xiong said sonorously.
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