The Legend of Futian

Above the sky, the dark thunder and storm of destruction remains, and the Lingxiao Tower is still trapped by the terrifying hurricane storm. In the apocalyptic storm, the wind demon stood in the sky, looking down at the Linghe below, and strands of black lightning struck Linghe. Around his body, there is faint irony.

Ling He looked up at the Wind Demon, his expression extremely embarrassed. He was also a man in Donghuatian, the young master of the Lingxiao Palace, and the avenue was perfect, but after meeting Ye Futian on the cliff, he was defeated again and again. The emperor also defeated him. This battle was ordered by the Desolate God because of the dispute between his father, the Palace Lord of the High Heaven and the Desolate God.

However, he was defeated. As a result, his father was also damaged in the Donghua Hall.

"Go down, you can't." Feng Mo said, with a strong and indifferent tone, which made Ling He feel contempt and humiliation. A terrifying golden light on his body was shining, and he wanted to fight again.

But in the storm of destruction, the body of the wind demon moved instantly, countless thunder tribulations descended, and the way of the wind merged, the wind demon was bathed in the destruction storm, and his body moved again, holding the battle axe in both hands, slashing in the air. Next, it seemed that he didn't intend to give Ling He a chance at all.

From the bottom of the sky, a dark beam of destruction appeared, which seemed to divide the sky into two. Linghe's golden spear just bloomed, and the battle axe has arrived, carrying infinite power and terrifying power of destruction. , Breaking the ground.

With a puff, cracks appeared in the spears, and this time Ling Xiaofei flew farther, spitting out blood from his mouth, splashing down.

"awful……"

The cultivator in the sky saw this scene and thought in his heart, the young palace master of the Lingxiao Palace, the man of Donghuatian, the disciple of Donghua Academy, and the emperor of perfect avenue, are so brutal and **** at this moment.

On the Donghua Hall, the palace lord of the Lingxiao Palace had cold eyes, staring at the wind demon below. Everyone could feel the displeasure on his face, even a faint coercion, but the **** of desolation did not care at all, he also Looking at the battlefield below, he said lightly: "Yes, I can withstand the axe of Wind Demon."

"..." Those giants looked at Huang Shen with weird expressions, this is not to save any face to the Palace Master of the High Heavens.

The palace lord of the High Heaven Palace didn't respond. He couldn't respond. He was so humiliated that he was inferior to human strength. What can he say in this situation?

Whether it is the Donghua Temple or below, it seems very quiet at this moment. In addition to the first two targeted battles, this duel is probably the most angry, even involving the confrontation of two giants, but it is not They ended up personally, but the younger generations confronted each other.

Even so, no matter whether it is the emperor of the Nine Heavens or the spectators below, there is still excitement hidden in the heart. This is the real road war, the strong confrontation of the pinnacles, Ning Hua and Huang, Feng Mo and Ling. Crane, I don't know which two enchanting characters will shoot next.

On the Dao Zhan platform, the storm dissipated and the aura of destruction of the Great Dao also disappeared. Ling He walked out of the Dao Zhan platform with a bit of decadence. His eyes were a bit cold. He walked back, only feeling countless eyes staring. For him, this feeling, even if it was the Emperor's state of mind, was still very uncomfortable.

This battle is not an ordinary battle, but a battle of humiliation!

However, the Wind Demon did not step off the Dao Battle Platform. Everyone looked at the figure still floating in the Dao Battle Platform and showed a strange color. Could it be that the Wind Demon would continue to fight?

Sure enough, I saw Wind Demon raising his head and looking at the sky above, his gaze was actually on the position of the person who was practicing Wangshenque, and he said, "I also want to learn the strength of the lower sword emperor, please advise."

Ye Futian!

In an instant, countless eyes fell on Ye Futian, and it was him again, and this time the challenger was Wind Demon, who had just defeated Ling He's Wind Demon.

However, although Feng Mo was powerful, he still couldn't have Chen Yiqiang before.

Chen Yi himself was a legend from 20 years ago, and he is good at light swordsmanship. His killing speed and attack power are still impressive.

Therefore, the Wind Demon challenge Ye Futian must still be defeated, but the legendary sword king has become a mountain, and everyone wants to cross the mountain. Therefore, after the Wind Demon defeats Ling He, he still wants Challenge him and confirm his own way.

Knowing that he will lose, he still seeks a battle. This is a battle for seeking the truth, not for victory or defeat. Feng Mo himself also knows that most of it will be defeated. If he cultivates to his realm, there is no way that Ye Futian is strong.

In the sky, Ye Futian got up with a calm expression. In this high-level battle between the top forces, someone will definitely challenge him. He is naturally prepared. For him, although it is difficult to meet opponents, he can also use it. Feel the cultivation way of the enchanting figures of the top forces.

I saw him stepping forward, stepping into the Dao Zhantai area again, looking at the Wind Demon floating in the air on the opposite side, and said: "Please."

"Please." Feng Demon's eyes were solemn, far from the insignificant contempt of facing Ling He. Obviously he also understands the power of the cultivator standing opposite at this moment. As well as the enchanting figures of Jiang Yueli and others, with the exception of Ning Hua, it is difficult for anyone in the Donghua Region to compare with him if he only talks about the Dao Shenlun.

Moreover, he practiced a variety of great powers, several great divine wheels, and each ability was the ultimate.

In Donghua Academy, he was also there at the time. The two divine wheels revealed by Ye Futian were both the fifth-order divine wheels, and the undisclosed divine wheels may be stronger and may reach the sixth-order level.

Therefore, Feng Mo is very clear about Ye Futian's power.

"Please." Ye Futian said, the storm of destruction gathered above his head, and the vast world turned into a doomsday world, and the light of darkness and destruction fell down, and this avenue field seemed to have turned into a barren world.

The cold moon is in the sky, constantly zooming in, hanging high in the sky, Ye Futian moves with the cold moon, born with a vision, and the light of the cold moon shines out, making the space frozen and frozen, and there is a terrible destructive power blooming, those who are killed The destructive power of Leng Yue was destroyed.

"The power of the yin." Feng Mo looked at Ye Futian, his expression was solemn, and the infinite destruction from above the sky descended on his body, the world turned into a desert, I saw Feng Mo's burly body is still growing, turning into a desert God of War, in the storm of destruction above the sky, a black battle axe swallowed the light of destruction, slowly falling down.

The wind demon stretched out his hand and took it over. At that moment, the light of destruction swept out, and the wind demon bathed in it, as if gathering momentum and gathering the strongest strength.

Ye Futian naturally understood what Feng Mo wanted to do, and he wanted to tell the winner with one blow.

This blow will gather the strongest power of the wind demon.

Ye Futian clearly felt how strong the destructive power of the strands hanging down and attacking him was. The practitioners of the Desolate Temple walked out of the Wasteland Continent, and their abilities seemed somewhat similar.

The light of the cold moon sprinkled all over the void, and turned into a cold kendo airflow around Ye Futian's body, turning into a terrifying cold light sword, like the sword of the lunar yin, the infinite sword intent flows between the sky and the earth, making a sharp and piercing sound, producing resonance.

Finally, above the void, a storm of destruction fell crazily, and the body of the storm moved, slashing out a shocking axe, from the sky down, an axe light that tore the space appeared from the sky, opening up the world.

Even those who watched the battle from the outside seemed to be able to feel how terrifying the attack power of this axe was.

The axe light was so fast, the sky opened up, but when the attack was near Ye Futian, everyone felt that the axe light seemed to slow down. Then they saw an extremely cold sword. Ignoring the space distance, it collides with the axe light and meets in the air.

At the moment when this final blow collided, the picture was not so terrible, as if two lines intersected, and then one line was swallowed and destroyed by the other, and even, under the gaze of countless shocking eyes, it was in the sky. The black lines left on it are all counter-current, being assimilated by another line.

A brilliant light bloomed, the next moment the sky opened, and the doomsday world was destroyed, just as if this Fang Tian was pierced, the body of the Wind Demon was also hit high above the sky, and the storm of darkness was destroyed directly.

"Sure enough." Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, but they seemed to take it for granted that no one could break the legend that turned out, and the wind demon was the same.

The fleeting sword king is still undefeated, and this rising figure seems undefeated.

The wind demon aura that was hit high in the sky floated, looked at the figure below, and said, "I have learned."

Having said that, he walked towards the stage of the Taoist battle, but he was not lost. The battle itself was expected.

Outside, Ling He of the Lingxiao Palace saw this scene with indifferent eyes. Even though the wind demon who defeated him in a humiliating manner, he still had a defeated ending in front of Ye Futian. Such a contrast made him extremely uncomfortable.

It seems that he, a man of the High Peak Palace, is no longer worthy of being compared with Ye Futian.

Ye Futian was also preparing to leave the Dao Zhantai, but at this moment, a voice came: "Ye Huang wait a moment."

The voice fell, and in an instant it attracted countless eyes. Everyone looked at the speaker, and saw a woman with a world-famous face walking out, Fairy Taihua.

Fairy Taihua looked at Ye Futian in Dao Zhan Tai, and said, "I wonder if I have a chance to invite Ye Huang to listen to a song?"