The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian stayed quietly in Tianyan City for a few days. In the past few days, he has inquired a lot of news. Powerful people from all sides have also arrived in Tianyan City one after another, making this ancient city of crafts even more prosperous.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three days left before the refining contest was held.

This day is also the day appointed by the Thirteenth Floor.

Ye Futian came to the thirteenth building and took the second magic weapon.

At this time, in front of the Thirteenth Building, a lot of powerful people gathered. In this increasingly prosperous Tianyan City, all forces have arrived one after another. Not attractive, even many top forces have come here.

Even for the top forces, the secondary magic weapons are quite precious magic weapons, each of which is very precious, but it is a pity that most forces are not good at marksmanship, otherwise they will personally end the competition.

On the thirteenth floors in front, there are many strong people standing there on each one. In the thirteenth floor at the highest point, in addition to his own strong ones, there are also strong ones from the Lord’s Mansion of Tianyan City. Arrived in person.

The strong man headed by the Wang clan who came to the city lord’s mansion was a middle-aged man. Standing there gave people a sense of sharpness. This man was named Wang Teng, but he was an elder of the Wang clan. After the Great Dao Divine Tribulation, the silver-clothed man beside him was indeed the host of the Thirteenth Floor, Wen Donglai.

The reason why Wang Teng of the City Lord's Mansion will come in person this time is because this time in the Thirteenth Floor, several powerful people have been heard, and the marksmanship are very amazing. It may be an extremely exciting battle.

"The silver spear is here." Wen Donglai pointed to Ye Futian, who was in the crowd, and introduced to Wang Teng. Wang Teng nodded slightly. The silver spear was one of the powerful figures mentioned by the Thirteenth Floor.

Defeated Wen Yang with a single shot. At that time, many people in the Thirteenth Floor thought that he was 50% likely to be able to take the next magic weapon.

But now, this possibility is reduced to 20%.

Because after the Silver Spear Sky, several extremely powerful characters appeared, and one of them was a strong man from the ancient gods, who also came to join in the fun.

Ye Futian seemed to notice that someone was paying attention to him. He raised his head and glanced at the top of the thirteenth building. He saw Wen Donglai nodding slightly at his side, as if saying hello, and Wang Teng also looked at him.

Obviously these people remember him.

Ye Futian didn't care and didn't respond. The eyes under the silver mask were as calm as water. He looked down at the open battlefield ahead. The battle had already begun, but now it was still a battle for twelve other gods.

The second magic weapon is naturally the finale.

At the same time, he was listening to the people around him. It seems that after him, some powerful people came to win the magic weapon. He didn't pay much attention before. After all, this was a matter of effort for him. If you want to take the magic weapon, who can stop the Human Sovereign Realm?

One by one, the magical soldiers were taken away by the way, and there is no need to pay attention to the news here.

"What a proud fellow." On the thirteenth floor, Wang Teng whispered when he saw Ye Futian's expression. Wen Donglai was a strong man who crossed the robbery. The owner of the thirteenth floor took the initiative to say hello to Ye Futian, but was ignored. Now, we can see the arrogance of Ye Futian.

"Extraordinary people naturally have extraordinary personalities." Wen Donglai didn't care much, and said with a smile. At this time, he looked up in the distance and said: "Here."

Many people raised their heads and looked over there, only to see a group of strong men coming towards this side, this group of people had extraordinary temperaments.

The ancient gods of the Yuanshi domain, the people who practiced in Yuanshi Palace, inherited from the great emperor of Yuanshi.

This time, an extraordinary powerhouse in Yuanshi Palace, Pei Yao, will also fight for the second magic weapon.

Pei Yao was cultivated to the nine realms, the peak of the human emperor, and the battle was extraordinary. In the previous battle, he also defeated the man of the thirteenth floor with a single shot.

The Thirteenth Floor held Wen Donglai in his arms and greeted him personally, saying, "All fellow daoists, please come up."

The powerhouses of Yuanshi Palace were also welcome, all fell on the thirteenth floor.

"Isn't it started yet?" the Yuanshi Palace expert asked.

"It's coming soon. After the battle for the other gods is over, it will be the battle of the gods." Wen Donglai was gentle and said with a smile: "Pei Yao's spear is like a **** punishment. The second magic soldier took it away."

"My Yuanshi Palace, as an ancient god, shouldn't fight with each other, but since it was to help the Tianyan event, we also joined in the fun. Pei Yao happened to be good at marksmanship. This time the magic weapon was taken away, no wonder." An old man from Yuanshi Palace spoke.

Listening to his tone, it was as if taking away the second magic weapon, it was just a matter of hand, and it was easy and easy.

In fact, the enchanting powerhouses of the ancient gods come to compete for the second gods. There is indeed not much suspense. Under normal circumstances, you will not encounter a stronger opponent than them. It is normal to have this confidence.

Moreover, Pei Yao's divine punishment is strong, but its destructive power is amazing.

"It's something to add to the excitement. How can it be weird to learn about the marksmanship of the strong from all sides? It's too serious." Wen Donglai said with a smile, Yuanshi Palace is full of confidence, but in his opinion, Pei Yao wants to take away the secondary gods. , But it is not that simple, he still has two opponents.

Just as they were talking, another powerful aura descended in the sky in the distance, and then a few figures walked in the void and came to this side. The man in the middle wore a black robe, which was very dangerous. a feeling of.

As soon as they appeared, Wen Donglai and others stared at them.

The origins of these people's identities were mysterious, and the shots were not specifically identified. Wen Donglai even doubted that these people might not be practitioners of China, but might be powerhouses from the Dark God's Court.

However, they did not have evidence to prove that the other party followed the rules to win the magic weapon, and they could not say anything, after all, the whole city was watching.

The black man named Nie Jiu who took the second place was named Nie Jiu. The black spear he used was amazingly destructive. In Wen Donglai’s view, it was not as powerful as Pei Yao’s spear of God’s Punishment. Therefore, these two men are also the most powerful. The person who may take away the second gods, compared to the two of them, may be a little worse in the sky.

After all, these two people, one from the ancient **** race, the other, it is very likely to come from the dark world.

Although there are several other people competing for the second gods, Wen Donglai understands that these three people are basically fighting. Although the others are also very powerful, there is still a gap. Pei Yao and Nie Jiu each account for 40% of the possibility. With a long gun, there is a 20% hope.

After they arrived, they stood there quietly, without saying a word, just waiting quietly, looking at the battlefield ahead, they were not in a hurry.

Pei Yao seemed to perceive a ray of threat, and looked at Nie Jiu from the sky. When the two eyes collided, an invisible air current fluctuated in the void.

Both of them perceive each other's existence.

Only Ye Futian's aura converged, and he seemed low-key as if there was no sense of existence.

Finally, a little bit of time passed, and twelve of the thirteen spears were taken away, and only the middle spear was still standing there.

Wen Dong took a step forward, waved his hand, and someone stepped forward to move the second **** soldier aside. He looked at the spiritual practitioners: "Don’t say much, you guys are here, please, this spear will return. It's up to you who are yours."

His voice fell, and some people walked forward one after another, Pei Yao and Nie Jiu also stepped onto the huge open space, Ye Futian also moved and walked forward.

"Twelve!"

Of the people who came to compete for the second magic weapon, only twelve defeated the top powerhouses of the 13th floor. In terms of marksmanship, the battlefield had the thirteenth floor marksmanship.

"Don't hurt people's lives. In the end, the winner of the marksmanship will get the second magic weapon." Wen Donglai announced directly, and then a light curtain broke out from the surrounding circle, covering the huge open space in the middle.

The twelve strong men are all inside.

A silver spear appeared in Ye Futian's hand, and the power of the avenue converged. Then he closed his eyes, and under the silver mask, his eyes were so closed, standing there motionless, as if he didn't want to participate in the melee.

In addition, Pei Yao also stood alone in a prescription position, extremely cold and arrogant.

A black spear appeared in Nie Jiu's hand, breathing a terrifying aura of destruction.

"You decide the outcome by yourself." At this moment, Pei Yao let out a voice, as if he didn't bother to participate.

There is no lack of top personalities among the rest of the strong. They have a great atmosphere, penetrated into the long spears in their hands, and then moved one after another.

In an instant, the gunshots were vertical and horizontal, as fast as lightning.

When many people shoot, they are terrible killers.

Ye Futian stood there quietly with his eyes closed, and a silver light shot towards him, almost to the extreme, like a light.

"boom!"

There was a sound, and the other party’s gun was blocked. Ye Futian raised the silver gun in his hand without knowing when, and directly touched his gun. Then, the attacking man’s long gun broke every inch and his throat gave off a chill. The tip of the gun is falling there.

"Not bad." Wang Teng saw Ye Futian shoot out and gave a compliment, so fast and fierce marksmanship.

One shot is enough to kill.

Ye Futian closed his gun, his opponent bowed back, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"It's amazing." The people outside also saw this amazing shot. In other places, the winner was also quickly determined. In such a narrow space, the victory or defeat is only a matter of thought. After the character won, everyone saw Nie Jiu's gun, which pierced the opponent's arm like a black shadow, and then threw it out.

In the battlefield, there were only three people left in just a moment. It was exactly what everyone expected before they fought. These three people should be the strongest three.

"You two, decide the winner." Yuan Shigong Pei Yao looked at Ye Futian and Nie Jiu.

Nie Jiu glanced at him, smiled contemptuously, then looked down at Ye Futian, and said, "Quit yourself."

He wanted to see how powerful the God Punishment Spear in Yuanshi Palace was.

Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at the two people in the sky. He raised the silver gun in his hand, and then his body moved.

In an instant, it turned into a silver shadow!

Nie Jiu suddenly felt a strong crisis, and his black spear also moved. In an instant, countless ruined spear shadows appeared in the void, and every spear shadow contained an astonishing atmosphere of destruction. UU Reading www.uukanshu .com buried the void and pierced Ye Futian straight. At this moment, it seemed that he couldn't stop his hands, and might punish his opponent.

However, he did not do it. The silver light flashed away, and then the black spear in his hand burst and shattered. The silver light directly penetrated his arm. Although it was only a little bit, it still caused blood to penetrate from the arm. .

Nie Jiu was stunned, and then saw Ye Futian's spear shaking, he shot him out, turned around, and looked at the last person, Pei Yao from Yuanshi Palace.

Pei Yao also looked at Ye Futian in a daze. Obviously, he hadn't reacted to the shot just now. Not only him, Wen Donglai, Wang Teng and others did not return to God, and Ye Futian's silver spear moved again.

That stunning shot carried a gleam of silver light towards Pei Yao, like a silver lightning.

"Boom..."

An astonishing breath came, as if to make the seals broken, a phantom appeared, like a divine soldier, the divine penalty shot, carrying the world-destroying power to the silver light.

The stream of light flashed, the light of destructive punishment was penetrated, and the silver spear fell on Pei Yao's throat. There was still no suspense. Pei Yao's gun had been destroyed.

The battle ended in an instant.

In this scene, the spectators hadn't reacted yet, and the strong outsiders were all stunned, and the battle was over.

On those faces, they were surprised and shocked, staring at the battlefield.

Wen Donglai, Wang Teng, and the powerhouse of Yuanshi Palace, they all looked at everything in front of them in amazement, that's it, it's over?

what happened.

Ye Futian ignored the expressions of the people and put away the silver spear. He walked to the next wise soldier, and then stretched out his hand to hold it, looked up in the direction of Wen Donglai, and said: have they gone?"