The Legend of Futian

In the Wulianchang, Ye Futian was practicing boxing at this time.

His boxing skills seem to have a wonderful rhythm, widening and closing, like an emperor.

In the boxing, there are dragons, apes, and thunders. The power is extraordinary. His body flickers, and he runs like a penguin. Under the powerful oppression, he moves like clouds.

After practicing boxing, he raised his stick and danced, but practiced with pure strength, still making terrible sonic booms.

Tianxing Nine Strikes did not gather together, but wielded with pure power to control its rhythm, but it was also because there was no tendency to gather heaven and earth, making each of his moves more difficult and requiring more power. What's more, it is still in the martial arts field, holding a giant stick.

But Ye Futian still practiced again and again, sometimes the action was blocked, the sound of blast was harsh, and people were constantly looking at him. As Ye Futian chopped it out, it seemed like an invisible force became more and more terrible.

With his dancing stick, a terrible crackling sound was made in the body, the dragon groaned louder and louder, the thunder sound was violent, and the blood veins seemed to be rolling wildly.

Finally, as Ye Futian swept out with another stick, the void seemed to tremble for him. Above his body, a stronger breath permeated, the martial arts refining body broke through the ground, and the eighth-order law phase.

Looking at the rest of his life, he saw that he was looking up at the huge stone statue in the void. A few days ago, he had also broken through the realm. This is the practice method of Ye Futian's teaching for the rest of his life. Watching the stone statue can temper his spiritual strength.

This martial arts ground itself is a suitable place for martial arts practitioners to practice. Mayor Zong Xushan is good at martial arts ability.

But Ye Futian is also used to practice spiritual power.

He put down the stone stick, looked up at the stone statue in the air, and watched the idea freely, and suddenly the stone statue became clear, as if he came alive, face to face, coercion came, and became extremely terrible, oppressing his mental power .

Ye Futian didn't care about it, so he stared at the stone statue to bear the coercion with his mental power. Soon sweat was seeping out of his forehead. The pressure of mental power was more painful than the physical pressure. Every once in a while, Ye Futian needs to rest, and then temper martial arts.

Finally, after a few more days, Ye Futian's mental strength sitting in the canyon also broke through the realm.

Both martial arts and mage abilities have stepped into the eighth-order faculty level, and they are getting closer and closer to the sky. Previously, when practicing in Qingzhou City, the sky was a legend.

Standing up, Ye Futian stepped forward, holding a stone stick, looking up to the edge of the canyon, loudly: "People in the realm within the sky under the heavy mountains want to challenge, please wait at any time."

The sound reverberated in Wu Lianchang. Instantly countless eyes fell on Ye Futian's body. Has he finally started to accept the challenge?

The defeat of Xiahou Chu more than two months ago made many people eager to try.

Now, he is in a state of law, and it is crazy enough to challenge anyone in the next world.

The realm of the next sky, but includes the realm of the first floor of the sky to the third level of the sky.

In the void, a figure stood proudly, sweeping in the direction of Ye Futian.

He stepped out, walked over the canyon, countless eyes fell on the man, his burly body, explosive flesh, and short hair looked extremely powerful.

Mobei, the tyrannical figure on the second floor of the sky.

"It's Brother Mobe." Many people exclaimed, Mobei was also a very famous disciple on the heavy mountain, only to see his body fall from the void, and a terrible oppressive force went down.

Ye Futian looked up at the other side, and a force of grave pressure came on, as if not a person came down, but a mountain fell down towards him.

"boom."

The white light shone, and Mobei ’s legs seemed to have turned into a mountain peak, stepping down, trying to crush everything under her feet.

Ye Futian looked up, and the long stick in his hand was dancing and dancing. The power became stronger and stronger. Gradually, a horrible hurricane storm formed, as if it was brought by the long stick dancing. The terrible coercion pervaded the heavens and the earth. Ye Futian shook the stick with both hands, and then hacked towards Mobei, which descended into the void.

At this moment, if the cudgel is a dragon, the situation changes, Mobei seems to turn into a stone statue of a prince and step on everything.

At the moment of the collision, a terrifying blast sounded, and then everyone saw the rocks cracked, and Mobei's body flew directly to the sky, going faster and more violently than when it came.

A blood spattered from the void, and everyone saw that Mobei's body was like a rootless duckweed, obviously not injured, and someone's body flickered, catching his body.

A few mouthfuls of blood squirted again, and Mobei's face was pale and bloodless.

"This ..." Everyone trembled trembling, feeling only a horror.

How powerful the Mobe volley was, it ended with such a bleak end.

"Who else?" Ye Futian looked up at the sky above, and the long stick stood beside him, like a god, and the coercion in the valley remained, but now Ye Futian seems to be unaffected.

He tempered his flesh in the martial arts field, his physique became more powerful, and he swept out with a pound of stone sticks. He gathered a blow, and the power is imaginable. Now he has entered the realm of the eighth-order law. Mo Bei, the strong man on the second floor, repressed with flesh and blood, how could he resist such a blow.

Ye Futian's voice echoed in the canyon, shocking the heroes, countless eyes gazed at the handsome figure, and the disciples practicing on the mountain were slightly depressed, but this was their home field, Ye Futian ran over and pretended.

However, Mobei was defeated, and people within the realm within the sky were not able to defeat Ye Futian, and few were able to fight.

At this moment, a straight figure in the void shot directly into the canyon, and a loud boom rang, and the entire canyon martial arts trembled.

The bodies of the people trembled accordingly, and they looked in that direction, and they saw a huge and incomparable body appearing like a giant.

Ye Futian looked at the other side with a strange look. He had never seen a man of such a huge size. The rest of his life was already extremely burly, but this person, he was even taller than the rest of his life, and he was covered with horizontal meat , Standing there is like a mountain.

"Turing, should he even shoot?"

Everyone saw the figure fixed there, many people looked in one direction, a young man stood with his hand, that was Zong Xushan's first disciple disciple Zhong Li hate, known as the first disciple of Zhongshan, Wanghou realm, Talent is extremely high.

Turing is also a disciple of Zong Xushan, and only listens to his words.

Turing's shot now is obviously his order.

Zhong Li hated his hands and knew how strong Turing's talent was. If he talked about pure power, the whole mountain could not find a second person.

Ye Futian swept the disciples of Zhongshan, Turing took a shot, and let him stand up for Zhongshan.

Turing's huge body was like a pile of meat mountains. He walked to the side, then raised a horrible stone hammer, and strode towards Ye Futian. His eyes were full of fierce light, and his feet ran, so huge. The body, his speed is not slow at all, every step out, it seems to shake the mountain.

Ye Futian actually felt a strong sense of oppression from the opponent's body. The long stick danced, Ye Futian's body rotated, gathered an amazing blow, and swept away toward Turing.

Turing fell with a huge stone hammer and collided with Ye Futian's long stick.

"Bang ..." A terrible loud noise came out, and Ye Futian's body exploded.

His long stick continued to dance, trying to gain momentum, but Tu Ling came over in one step, and fell down with a hammer, a loud noise, Ye Futian's body was directly hit and flew out, his feet were unstable, he took The long sticks rubbed on the ground to stabilize the body without falling down.

"The third level of the sky is born with divine power." Ye Futian looked at Turing, a monster just like the rest of his life.

"Ye, ye." Turing's eyes continued fiercely, Ye Futian stood up, but saw a figure rushing forward, for the rest of his life, he held the Fangtian painting halberd, as if the devil came down from the sky, toward the picture Spirit kill.

Turing raised his hands, banged with a hammer, and made a loud bang, and the rest of his life was smashed in the void.

"Good explosion power."

Ye Futian gazed at each other, Turing stood there, as if the stone statue over the valley turned into one, he was a born giant.

Turing's strength is much more terrifying than Luo Junlin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The people over the canyon are watching the battlefield below, they are not surprised. If anyone can defeat Ye Futian in the next level, then this person must be a map It works.

Zong Xushan once said that the power of Turing was the strongest he had ever seen.

It is a pity that Turing's brain is not very smart.

"Well," Turing stepped forward, and continued to Ye Futian, looking at the Roshan, Ye Futian said, "Big head."

Turing's footsteps stopped, and the fierceness revealed, the expression seemed to swallow Ye Futian.

"Good strength, what's your name?" Ye Futian asked.

Turing's fierce gaze stared at him, and then he continued to move forward, every step as if rock-shaking.

It was dropped with a hammer again, this time Ye Futian didn't resist hard, his body flickered, like a gust of wind to avoid this blow, and came to the air to stare at the other side.

Turing looked up at Ye Futian, his eyes still fierce, and he launched another attack.

Ye Futian flickered continuously, without colliding with him, and everyone's eyes flickered. It seemed that Ye Futian was also smart, and did not choose to collide with Turing directly. Not necessarily comparable to Turing.

"It's fierce." Ye Futian looked at Ling Ling fiercely.

"Can you just hide?" Turing finally spoke, his voice thick.

"Fighting is not just a collision of forces. There are many ways to defeat you, but I appreciate your strength and don't want to hurt you." Ye Futian said, other mountains in the academy still have talented people. This Turing power He has only seen the rest of his life above him!

Many people were speechless for a while. This guy was chased after being so embarrassed and only knew how to dodge.