The Legend of Futian

The powerful men have occupied the position in front of the tree of God of Enlightenment and are not ready to give up, but if anyone still wants to go up, they will be crushed by the powerful men.

Everyone also saw what just happened. The people above attacked together.

Today, Ye Futian said, whoever shots, who he wants.

This is no longer aimed at one of them, but any person who shots may be all of them. This is how arrogant.

In front of the tree of God, the eyes of the people were indifferent, and they pierced directly into Ye Futian. No matter whether they are top figures or disciples of the palace, they have never seen such arrogant characters, even in the palace, there is no preaching. The disciples dare to be so unassuming.

I saw Ye Futian stepping up, but he was really alone, walking towards it, the wind was bleak, the thoughts flowed, and he was blown against him, making the white coat hunting and hunting, watching the road facing the crowd In the back, everyone felt a sense of arrogance.

Take a walk and walk towards the tree of God.

Bai Xiu ’s eyes were terrible, a mysterious air flow surging, enveloping heaven and earth. At this moment, even the people watching the sky felt a pressure of soul and soul, only to see the air over the heads, faintly appeared. A ghostly face, this face blended with the sky and turned into one, a pair of terrible eyes and pupils looked down, many people just felt that the soul was shaking.

There are not many Taoist disciples in Youyou Tao, but everyone is very terrible. This kind of spirit attack is extremely dangerous. It can directly target the spiritual strength of the practitioner. It is very terrible.

Bai Xiu naturally felt that Ye Futian was also good at soul power, because the dark color was extra dignified, and the ghostly eyes locked the opponent ’s soul, rushing into Ye Futian's eyes, but found that it was useless, and Ye Futian's eyes were equally scary. And, the ubiquitous avenue of his sword, can directly destroy the power he released.

The palm of his hand stretched out, and he went down into the air. For a moment, a big handprint appeared in the void space, and he darted directly to the spirit of Ye Futian.

"Nether Hand."

Many ordinary disciples in the shrine saw this scene trembling inside. Bai Xiu's strength lies in the fact that some people who are better than him are often defeated in his hands because they cannot resist the power of the soul attack.

I don't know if this Ye Futian can compete with Baixiu, a disciple of Youdao.

Others did n’t make any shots, they just looked at Baixiu. They wanted to see how much confidence this arrogant Taixuanshan Jianxiu had to face everyone.

How powerful Ye Futian's perception was, he naturally felt a huge and incomprehensible big hand grabbing at him, silently, not toward, but toward the soul. This attack is similar to the immortal spirit .

But after Ye Futian practiced the Spirit Soul Guide, he combined the Spirit Soul Guide with Dao Fa. He asked himself that he could be stronger than the other's ghostly power.

"Bang." Ye Futian continued to walk upwards, sweeping through his body, his meridians seemed to turn into a sword vein, the ancient tree of the soul and soul world turned into a sword shape, and the sword and soul was in the palace of life. Booming and crying, seems to want to rush out.

Above Ye Futian's body, there are numerous kendo airflows, accompanied by his steps, going up against the trend.

The whistling sword gave a sense of suffocation between the heavens and the earth. The invisible coercion dropped and the nether fingerprints blasted down, but were penetrated by the numerous kendo airflows. For a moment, the nether fingerprints continued to collapse and shatter. , Into nothingness under the sword.

"Om."

Xie Ye Futian stepped out, his pupils were like sharp swords, shot at Bai Xiu's eyes, and said, "Since the shot was made, then let your position be."

The sound of the words fell, his finger pointed towards the sky, a sword opened through the void, and killed Baixiu.

This sword, broken soul.

Xi Baixiu's face changed. He was good at spirit attacks, so he was slightly inferior in other aspects, but the spirit attacks did not seem to be able to restrain Ye Futian, and the opponent's counterattack power, like him, contained the power of spirit attacks.

"噗!"

Yan Jian passed through the void, Bai Xiu's body seemed to be penetrated, but there was no blood. The figure gradually disappeared into a residual image, and the figure next to Bai Xiu appeared there, with a hint of nihilism.

"Ghost pupil."

Bai Xiu's eyes suddenly turned into dark blood. For a moment, the sky changed color, and a ghost **** appeared. Ye Futian seemed to fall into the whole person. In another space, he could only see a pair of **** pupils. , Nether pupil.

"Refining."

Nian Baixiu's eyes were lit with a ghostly fire, and the fire burned the soul. Ye Futian's space was wrapped in a ghostly fire, trying to purify him.

"This……"

The person under the sky was trembling inside, Ye Futian was a bit dangerous. Although Bai Xiu was young, he did not expect that he had practiced the magical powers of Dao Zun to such a terrible level, the ghostly pupil, the ghostly fire.

Shrouded by this power, Ye Futian developed a very uncomfortable feeling. His eyes were indifferent, his hands stretched out, and the infinite sword suddenly appeared around his body. His eyes closed, his sword became stronger and stronger, and the whistling sword The air storm drowned this space.

Finally, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, which was a pair of sword pupils, piercing nothingness directly.

The palm of the hand pointed towards the void, all the swords came out, the avenue reversed, and the stars moved. For a moment, the kendo broke through the envelope of the ghostly pupil and rolled to the sky. Not only that, the sword above the sky resonated with the avenue, everything was shattered into nothingness. Bai Xiu on the sky killed.

"Excalibur Sword."

Seeing this scene, Wan Shouyi and Luoyue were shocked. Ye Futian had already mastered the sacred mood of the third type of fleeting season of the Excalibur. Just now that song not only made him realize the sword, but also made Ye Futian feel it. Excalibur fleeting.

This blow has the meaning of fleeting years. Although it has not cast the magic wheel of the avenue, it cannot explode the real might of fleeting years, but even so, the scene of destruction of the void by Kendo Storm still feels terrifying.

Many people were worried for Bai Xiu. When this sword was killed, Bai Xiu was wrapped in the Kendo Storm. I saw there was a dazzling light shining there, a snoring sound, Bai Xiu groaned, his face was pale, and his mouth spit out A mouthful of blood.

His body was also blown out, and he was smashed into the distance from the tree of God of Wudao, his breath weakened, and even a stream of dark air appeared on his face.

Only Bai Xiu knows how powerful this sword is, not only the pure excalibur, but also the meaning of destroying the soul of the sword.

"Taoist disciples have been defeated."

Everyone in Your Majesty saw that the two men were extremely shocked in the air fighting method. This is really strong.

He is the strongest person in Tai Xuanshan.

It seems that this time, Tai Xuanshan will also produce a top romantic character.

Lu Qingyao was not surprised when watching this scene. She lost miserably in Ye Futian's hands. Bai Xiu's defeat did not surprise her too much, but the power of Ye Futian's soul was so powerful. The fruit of life, I am afraid to make his spirit even stronger.

"I want his position." Ye Futian said, continuing to walk up, there is a big sword who is proud of the battle.

"I also teach you your sword." Li Xun said, he was defeated twice by Wan Shouyi. Although it was a force to increase the sound of the piano, he had already felt frustrated and questioned Kendo, so he wanted to try another sword.

After the birth of Divine Sword, Li Xun stepped forward, stepped out of his position, stabbed an astonishing sword, and went down from the sky, everything that passed was destroyed.

"I fulfill you."

Ye Futian stepped up, the same sword stabbed, the two swords collided together, countless kendo airflows rolled in the direction of each other, endless, the space made extremely sharp and harsh sounds, making people feel scalp tingling Many people in the sky develop a sense of suffocation. If they are between swords, they will be torn to pieces.

Ye Futian's sword is powerful and flowing, the two seem to be deadlocked, but Ye Fu's weather is getting stronger and stronger, Li Xun is getting weaker.

A humming voice came out, the sword was broken, Li Xun's body seemed to be penetrated by the sword, and flew back.

"Two positions." Ye Futian said, continuing to move forward, he didn't move fast, even seemed a little slow, step by step toward the sky, the arrogant figure seemed to dare to be the enemy of Xiaoxiao Tianjiao.

"It's strong." The people below secretly said that before, the strong men wanted to break through without all being bombarded.

Today, only Ye Futian is walking alone.

Jun Mu looked a little jealous when looking at the back ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Who would still know him as a spiritual practitioner on Taixuanshan? This well seems to have become the symbol of Taixuanshan, even if there is no such well, There is also Wan Shouyi, what is he Junmu.

And, what happened before, I am afraid he will leave a stain.

Other Taixuanshan practitioners also feel a little dreamy. Taixuanshan disciples are vulnerable. Now, a luthier goes alone, contempt for the disciple of the Taoist temple of the shrine, and the top Tianjiao of the upper world.

No matter who shot, you need to give way.

This can be considered peerless romantic. .

"Dao Zun broke through the ground, and Tai Xuan Tao ’s name became famous. Such a romantic figure can match Tai Xuanshan's current reputation." Wan Shouyi whispered, that day Tai Xuanshan battle, and today's battle, let He was deeply moved.

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