The Legend of Futian

Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and felt the light of darkness and thunder. He calmly said, "The state is not enough."

Xie Ye Futian glanced at him calmly, a body of prestige diffused out, swept out in an instant, the light flowing on the body, like a piece of flawless beauty jade, the ideal of perfection.

After the retreat of the idols, they have no time to leave the mountain.

Xun Zizheng and other powerful men looked at Ye Futian in surprise, and the pupils contracted slightly. This guy had hidden Xiu Wei, and they went away and didn't see it.

I am so young and immature, his talent must be extremely extraordinary. Moreover, he seems to be a swordsman, but he also practiced thunder and had the word of death.

Obviously, he is good at many ways and understands multiple ways.

Zhang Changqing felt the prestige of Ye Futian. This person should be in the immaculate sanctuary shortly before. His breath is not so strong, but it is sharp.

He raised his palm, and there was a sound of horror and thunder in the palm of his hand. With his steps forward, he raised his palm toward Ye Futianyin.

Ye Futian also raised his hand, and his palms collided with each other. The palms of the two exuded a terrible thunder stream, compressing the attack to the limit, forming an extremely terrible power between the palms of the two, which controlled the power to the extreme. It is very difficult in a small range. How powerful is the terrible destructive power that can be compressed to the extreme.

The Zimingzong strong men around the puppet saw their movements release their breath and isolated this side, only to see that the robes on the two of them were windless.

"Cough ..." There was blood flowing from the corners of Zhang Changqing's mouth, and the internal organs of his body were shaking violently, and a dull sound came out. He stepped back continuously and glanced at his palm, which turned into black and black, meaning death. Twine.

I look at Ye Futian again, as usual, there is no turbulence.

This shocked the hearts of the people around Zimingzong. How could Jianqi be so strong?

Xunzi's face also changed. The first genius of Zimingzong, Zhang Changqing, who she has always respected, had Leifa been crushed?

"Did you see it?" Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing and said, "The world is big, and many unknown practitioners are not necessarily weak. Zixiao Tiangong has called together Tianji practitioners to come, presumably these days you have also seen some demons. Character, if you want to go forward, it will be difficult. "

Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian, looking gloomy, and said, "Do you want to enter the Zixiao Temple?"

Xie Ye Futian did not answer him, looking at the high place in front of him, where a big man sat there, high above him, overlooking the scenery below.

When I saw Ye Futian's expression, Zhang Changqing resembled a heart like a mirror, and whoever practiced Leifa in the world, who would not yearn for Zixiao Temple?

雷 The world's thunder law, all out of the palace.

This time, it is an extremely rare opportunity to release oneself to show strength and get the attention of Zixiao Temple.

It is normal for a hermit figure like Jian Qi to come.

"You participated in the name of Zimingzong. I went to ask the teacher to see if I could make an exception and let you replace me." Zhang Changqing said to Ye Futian.

Ye Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing, and there was no expression in his deep eyes, and he whispered, "OK."

In my opinion, this evergreen is also considered self-aware.

In this way, his purpose of accompanying Zimingzong has been achieved.

"Changqing." A nirvana figure from the Zimingzong shouted at Zhang Changqing. This opportunity is rare. Even if he is injured, Zhang Changqing can still fight. This is an opportunity to enter the Zixiao Heavenly Palace. It would be a pity to give up like this. Already.

"He's right, the next battle is afraid that it will be difficult to perform. Rather than go into the Zixiao Temple to practice in this way, it is better to abdicate and let Xian." Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and said, "I hope you will not let me down."

He said, Zhang Changqing turned and left.

Today's battle is late, there are not many confrontations, and the opponents he may face next, there are a few people he is familiar with, other forces from the eight Lei Fa Zongmen, his strength against those people are It is relatively well understood that he did not have much confidence in his heyday. Now he is traumatized and it is more difficult to overcome.

If he arranges the battle, in the next round of battle, Zixiao Tiangong will most likely arrange a top character who is also a Lefa Sect. If he is defeated, he won't necessarily be able to enter Zixiao Tiangong, and, Also lost the face of Zimingzong.

Looking at the big event, this is a meeting between the top forces of the Tenkai world, but in terms of their eight thunderbolt orthodox forces, it is actually a competition.

Ye Ye Futian stood there quietly, looking at the thunder roads.

The dark tide of the heavenly realm is surging, and the top figures between the human practitioners and the demon world are coming out one after another, and there is a hidden meaning of contention. The heavenly gods and the purple sky heaven palace want to join forces to deal with Haotian immortal gate. misfortune.

He must have a place among the top figures before the misfortune comes.

Only in this way can some forces be affected.

"Why didn't you join the practice of Zimingzong?" Ziyi asked Ye Futian. He said that he had been to Shenshan, and now he showed such a super talent. Why didn't he join Zimingzong?

"Why should I enter?" Ye Futian asked back, Zi Zi's expression was stagnant, but he could not refute.

Brother Changqing still willing to abdicate, what can she say?

Xie Ye Futian turned his eyes and did not look at her. After a moment, Zhang Changqing came back and said: "Master has agreed to the proposal, but it is unknown whether it will be successful or not, quiet and so on."

At this moment, Ye Futian clearly felt that someone was looking at him, his eyes turned, and he saw above the high platform, and a figure and eyes directly penetrated the space and landed on him. The man was truly Ziming Huang.

"It's not a big problem if you want to go to war, but if you have the strength, you will perform well." Ziming Huang said, he didn't worry about Ye Futian's conspiracy. Even if he was outstanding in talent, he was just a person who practiced in the holy realm. Emperor?

哪里 Where would he think, some people dare to do so.

At this time, an old man on the thunder road in front of him said: "Killing the King of the Mountain, and Zhang Changqing of the Zimingzong were injured and gave up the fighting qualifications, so that his Zimingzong replaced his disciple Jianqi."

"Alternative?"

Many people show a touch of color, and Wang Zheng confronts Zhang Changqing, both of whom are representative figures of the eight major Lefa orthodox forces.

The King of Kings is the most outstanding disciple of the God of Killing God. The way of killing the gods and thunder is the highest and most arrogant, while Zhang Changqing is the evil figure of Zimingzong.

Today, Zhang Changqing even gave up the fight and let a disciple of Zi Mingzong not have heard of it.

This is, has Zhang Changqing flinched?

Perhaps, he was indeed injured, knowing that he would be difficult to continue, so he gave up.

放弃 Zhang Changqing's abandonment means the abandonment of the Zimingzong. This sword seven is probably just the Zimingzhang school to make up the number to resolve Zhang Changqing's embarrassment of not playing.

Many disciples of the God of Killing Mountain looked at the thunder road platform, and even the Lord of God of Killing Mountain looked at it at this time, facing the Ziming Emperor beside him: "Zhang Changqing came to you just now, gave up?"

"Zhang Changqing was injured a little bit before, but it's the same for another person."

"It's just the Seven Swords. I don't seem to have heard of it. Is the Purple Underworld sent to make up the numbers?" Said the Lord of the God of the Mountain.

"Look and see." The Emperor Ziming looked as usual, and saw that on top of the huge Thunder Road, Wang Xi was full of overbearing magic thunder, making the battlefield banned on the battlefield violent. The raging thunder stream is terrible.

Ye Futian also set foot on the Thunder Road platform. Among the crowd, some people looked at Ye Futian.

"Zhang Changqing still has the power to fight. Since he gave up, he simply abstained from the battle and why not let you come to waste time." Wang Yan said to Ye Futian, and a dark demon thundered and came to Ye Futian's body. Around, a terrible area of ​​destruction was formed around Ye Futian's body.

Xie Ye futian draws his sword, the sword comes out, and thunder light shines in the sky.

"Bang." As soon as he stepped, Ye Futian held the sword in his hands, and a heavy and dark sword of death and thunder surrounded him all around, and a ray of magic thundered from the sky, making a loud roar.

"Boom ..."

The demon thunder came into the body and walked upstream of Ye Futian's body, making a thunderous sound, but did not directly threaten him.

The sword lay across the sky, Wancai was introduced into the sword, the thunder and lightning in the void sky, stinging people's eyes, countless swords and royal air, flowing around Ye Futian's body, and a terrible stream of death flowing in each sword.

The king of kings seemed to feel a hint of threat. His body fluttered, and he controlled Lei Fa from the sky. A horrible demonic thunder smashed people's spiritual willpower.

Xie Ye Futian's palm waved toward the sky ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, the sword was cut out, and the magic thunder was split open from the middle.

The light of thunder was cut off from the middle. This is the way of space.

"go with."

Ye Ye Futian spit out a word, and suddenly all the swords came out and killed Wang Xi.

"Boom." Wang Yan was dazzling all over, as if wearing a dark magic thunder armor, his fists broke the sky, and he was extremely domineering. The void seemed to collapse and burst, and a sword with a handle was directly destroyed.

However, the endless swordsmanship walked on the void, and it continued to be cut off. Wang Xie gave a loud scream, and behind him a thunderous **** of war, and attacked to break the void with his hands.

The sword flowing around his body has no limit, and the word of death covers the world. There is no vitality in this void, and Wang Ye's face gradually turns black and extremely uncomfortable.

He stepped into the void, his body soared into the sky, and wanted to get out of this space.

Xie Ye Futian stretched out a finger in the air, and the sword walking around his body seemed to contain the rules of the road, and it was shot down.

"Boom boom!" The sound of continuous blasting came out, and the power of a sword was stronger than that of a sword. Wang Ye seemed to be trapped in the sword figure, but it was difficult to kill it.

"There ..." Many people exclaimed as they looked at Ye Futian and Wang Yan's battle, their hearts were shaking.

Didn't Zhang Changqing give up on the first day of the Emperor Zimingzong?

How can this substitute be stronger? Wang Yu has no power to fight back!

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