The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian was standing there, bathing Shenhua, and he didn't understand what happened.

In Ye Futian's perception, the rolling blood in his body seemed to turn into gold, and there, there was a golden figure, like an emperor's figure.

In his perception, this figure is very vague, he can't see his face clearly, and can only feel his temperament. He is high above the world, and the endless light of the emperor is also here. Body shrouded.

I saw that image was taking a step inside him, getting closer and closer, as if into his mind, the momentum was getting stronger and stronger, Ye Futian wanted to see his face, but still couldn't do it. Here.

He wondered who it was that left an imperial will in him.

Does this have anything to do with his life?

However, at this moment, he had no time to think too much. The emperor's figure seemed to be dancing, with one punch, one palm, wide opening and closing. Every action contained the imperial power. With the action of that figure, Ye Futian only felt himself. The blood in the body is roaring, and the soul is also roaring. The momentum of the whole person is rising crazy, it is like a power that does not belong to him.

The soul of life is devouring the aura between heaven and earth like a tree of God. His breath is changing, and he just feels full of endless power. Every action of the emperor figure in his body seems to be branded in his mind. .

Hua Xieyu was embraced by Ye Futian. She naturally saw Ye Futian's changes, but she was stunned at the moment when she was ready to die. At this time, Ye Futian's light was too gorgeous, like a real emperor on earth. Although she hasn't seen Luo Tianzi, she must never have such a temperament, as if he was the fateful emperor.

Suddenly she thought of Zuo Xiang's life count, and Ye Futian's question to Nan Doutai. At this moment, she finally understood what the emperor's life number meant, and she knew that Zuo Xiang asked Ye Futian whether she would The laughter after Qingzhou City returned.

It turned out that this was the real meaning of her life.

They are destined to be together.

Thinking of the red eyes and red tears falling down, the original destiny did not bear her. Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes are more and more firm. Since the number of lives is so, what else can stop them in the world Together.

The man she loved was the real life of the emperor.

Xia Fan shockedly looked at everything in front of him. His humorous smile had been frozen there, and the strange situation in front of him completely subverted his thinking.

what is this?

Why did the spear pierce into Ye Futian's body and not only did not kill him, but made him so gorgeous, transformed into an emperor, and bathed in the glorious emperor's brilliance, who will tell him what is going on?

It ’s totally unreasonable to see everything happening in front of him. It ’s totally unreasonable. The practice of a spiritual practitioner requires one step at a time. There is no possibility of skyrocketing. Even if a strong person leaves something on Ye Futian, what does it need? Can a strong person at the level do it?

Xia Fan, he didn't know, he looked stubborn and shouted at the two powerful fighters in front of Ye Futian: "Kill him."

The two powerful men in the state of law were also stagnant there, watching the changes in Ye Futian in shock, and hearing the roar of Xia Fan, their cold flashes of killing in their eyes, the spear of aura condensing, and the scary flame palm print. Killed towards Ye Futian's body.

However, this time, they failed to hit Ye Futian's body. At this time, the light of the emperors surrounding Ye Futian's body turned into a fuzzy figure. The figure of the emperor, surrounded by the glory of the emperor, was full of spears and palm prints. The emperor's radiance blocked out, unable to approach Ye Futian's body

At this moment, not only the faces of the two of them changed, but the faces of Xia Fan and the surrounding strong men were extremely ugly, giving birth to an ominous premonition.

Many souls disappeared, leaving only the ancient trees of the world. The ancient trees of the world swaying in the void looked like a **** tree. The sound of rattling came out, and the **** tree gave birth to vines. Behind the scenes, two powerful men in the French state rolled over.

The look of the two changed greatly, the spear and flame broke out at the same time, and they wanted to destroy the vines. However, the vines rolled towards their bodies seemed indestructible. They instantly entangled their bodies into the air. The branches penetrated through their bodies, and above the void, a **** rain began.

Ye Futian turned slowly, he raised his head, looked at Xia Fan, those eyes were like golden, like the eyes of the emperor.

"You aren't Ye Futian, who are you?" Xia Fan felt a trembling tremor, too weird. At this moment, Ye Futian's body was full of imperial intentions, but it didn't belong to him at all.

"What do you say?" Ye Futian said coldly, and then the wings appeared behind him, and the fluttering wings fluttered. He leapt up, holding Huajieyu toward Xia Fan.

Inside the body, the emperor-like figure was still dancing, every movement was imprinted in his mind, and at the same time, he inspired the momentum around his body and made him stronger.

Ye Futian also understands that this power does not belong to him, but at least for now, it belongs to him.

"Kill, kill him." Xia Fan stepped back, but ordered to the people next to him, those people trembled one by one, some dare not come forward.

"Up." Xia Fan was angry, his own body retreated, and he turned and ran away, heading for the battlefield in the back, where there is a strong man in the sky, and maybe there is a vitality.

"Om." I saw Ye Futian's wings spread out. The terrible wings seemed to be cutting the space, making a harsh, sharp sound, but for a moment, Ye Futian came before the strong men around him. His body was not Any stop, like a flash of lightning, the sound of crickets continued, and then the space continued to bloom with blood and screams continued.

"Uncle." Xia Fan seemed to have a premonition of what was happening behind him. He snarled forward and yelled, "Save me."

I saw a powerful figure in the heavenly position noticed the situation here. He came out of the battlefield and went to Xia Fan, and his body directly passed Xia Fan and killed Ye Futian.

This coming figure is a student of Xia Feng, a sword repair in the sky, sharp swords blooming and dazzling Ye Futian, he does not know why Ye Futian has such a transformation, but at this moment There is no time to care about the cause, only one, kill him.

"You take a rest," Ye Futian said softly to Hua Jieyu, the vines rolled over, and he rolled Hua Jieyu's body behind him, and the endless vines were cast into a wooden bed. Be comfortable.

Later, Ye Futian raised his fist and smashed it towards the sharp sword that came forward. This fist was not a combat skill he practiced, but was synchronized with the movements in his mind. When he blasted the fist like It was natural, and the endless surrounding emperor's momentum blasted forward together, and immediately a terrifying storm occurred, which wiped out the sword that came from it.

The face of that sword repair was extremely ugly, but he couldn't let him think about it. Ye Futian's body was dancing in the void, and the second punch came out. The simple and fistful punch was like the power of heaven and earth, the meaning of an emperor, Shadow clings to him and blasts out the punch in sync with his movements.

The power of the emperor, the surrender of the Cangsheng, cannot be resisted.

The sword repair showed a terrifying look, and the endless potential carried by the fist of the emperor rolled to his body, and then there seemed to be a thunderous explosion between heaven and earth. A sword repairer in the sky was directly broken into bones, and the bones remained. .

"No ..." Xia Fan was terrified at seeing this scene, only feeling desperate. His uncle, Jian Xi from the realm of heaven, was completely obliterated by Ye Futian's fist, his body collapsed, and his body turned into nothingness. Shivering, no evil smile in his eyes, only deep fear.

However, Ye Futian felt at this moment that the emperor's will in his body reached a peak, and his dancing body gradually became slow, as if it might end at any time.

This gave Ye Futian a premonition that the emperor's will could not last forever, and there was not much time left for him.

Moreover, the emergence of the will of the emperor should be teaching him a set of exercises.

Thinking of this, the wings flickered again, and his speed was extremely fast, and they instantly joined the battlefield of Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The wings cut off the void, and the sound of crickets continued. The strong were unbeatable and were madly harvested by Ye Futian.

Although Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan also shocked Ye Futian's changes, they knew what to do at the moment and cooperated with Ye Futian.

I saw Ye Futian blasting out with one punch and one palm, and each punch and every palm print contained a powerful imperial power, and the powerful men who were hunted down continued to fall, and there were many dead bodies on the ground.

Without a moment, there were only two strong men in the realm of heaven. They turned and tried to escape. At this moment, Ye Futian was too strong to defeat them.

Ye Futian's body flickered, his body swirled slightly, and then a fist blasted out like lightning. The punches penetrated through the void and directly blasted a person's body. The divine intention became stronger at this moment. Looking at the last escaped body, Ye Futian blasted out a palm print, an emperor's palm print overthrew everything, came after him, and shattered the opponent's body.

All but Xia Fan were killed.

Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan were shockingly looking at Ye Futian at that moment. The emperor's will climbed to the extreme at this moment, and the light of hundreds of feet of the emperor shook the bright light.

Ye Futian didn't pay attention to their eyes, but walked towards Xia Fan. Xia Fan's body receded a little, and his eyes had endless fear.

"Let me go, you want me to promise you anything." Xia Fan looked at Ye Futian.

The sound of rattling came out, and the vine rolled the body of Xia Fan, bound his hands, feet and neck, and let his body cross the void.

"No ..." Xia Fan seemed to know what was about to happen, and uttered a terrifying roar. His body was struggling, but he was struggling.

The vine surrounding his body pulled in different directions, as if, execution!