The Legend of Futian

Jin Peng spreads his wings and rises with the wind. Ye Futian's series of body movements before was like a divine bird Dapeng. He walked by the wind, as if blended into the wind, and the arc drawn was extremely natural.

When the people reacted, he had already appeared on the true body of Zhuge Ling. At this moment, many of the thunderous bodies disappeared, and the vines swept out of Ye Futian, instantly locking Zhuge Ling's throat and body. Live, just like the previous battle with Yannan, and more relaxed and natural.

"Om." The wind passed, Ye Futian spread his wings like a roc, and brought Zhuge Ling's body to the sky. In a moment, he landed in the direction where Zhuge Ling was. The vines were thrown out, and Zhuge Ling's body fell instantly. Falling forward, with a loud noise, Zhu Geling's body was thrown directly out of the battlefield.

"Second defeat."

Many people's hearts were shaking, and watching the figure with wings spread in the void was a little uneasy. It turned out that Ye Futian didn't show real speed before. Is this his ultimate speed? Like Jin Peng's body style, Zhu Geling is also good at it Speed, but in front of Ye Futian, his speed was not revealed at all.

The golden wings trembled, Ye Futian gliding in the void, and returned directly to his place. This battle seemed to be effortless.

There was a quiet moment in the void, and many people felt very weird. Ye Futian did not reveal the realm of the prince, so he killed an eighth-rank prince of the Zhuge family, and did not know what the mood of the Zhuge family was at this moment.

Ye Futian did not hurt Zhu Geling. When he got up from the ground, his whole face turned pale. This battle was a battle of shame.

It was even the worst battle of his life, but such a battle was a high-profile battle. One can imagine how he felt inside.

Looking towards the direction of the Most Holy Palace, no one looked at him. Such a shameful battle, I am afraid that even the people of Qiansheng Island would not look at him, let alone those top figures, his Zhuge Ling and Zhuge Ping before The same, can not enter the Most Holy Palace.

The owners are expecting that they will try their best to enter the Taoist practice this time. In such a situation, how can they explain to their elders?

"The next battle." The old man on the ladder said indifferently, no one would imagine the mood of Zhuge Ling, the king is defeated, the loser, the attention is naturally less, especially defeated so miserably, it is simply not worth others Pay attention.

Zhuge Ling looked dark, clenched his fists, and looked at Ye Futian, but at this time Ye Futian didn't look at him at all, and stood quietly. Next, he could rest for a long time. Zhuge Ling challenged him in the second battle. It saves him a lot of things.

At this moment, the two figures flickered out almost at the same time and came to the battlefield. They both froze and looked at each other. One of them looked slightly changed, and the other looked extremely sharp, coldly cursing: "idiot."

The speaker is Yan Jiu of Jiansheng Villa.

Ye Futian and the rest of his life even advanced to this round. He came out first to get revenge for Yannan. At least he could choose Ye Wuchen, but Tianjiao, who happened to be on the other side of the road, wanted to get out first.

According to the rules, only the two of them fought.

"It's your luck." Yan Jiu took a cold look at Ye Wuchen, and then stepped forward, step by step towards the middle of the battlefield, his body was full of swords, and his spirit was moving forward with him.

The Tianjiao who came out of the state road was a prince of the ninth class. Because of his low level, he wanted to find a person in the same territory to fight first. However, he did not expect to encounter Yanjiu, but since this is already the case, he can only fight.

Yan Jiu continued to step out, and before anyone had arrived, he felt a dreadful sword coming, and the terrible kendo will tear through in his mind and above his body.

"roll."

Yan Jiu said coldly, the sword gas was like rain, and the sun and the sky were falling toward the other side. The strong gathered the defensive forces to block the sword rain. However, in the sword rain, there was a lot of sword gas converging into a huge and boundless Zhentian giant sword, shred everything.

Epee in Heaven and Nine Swords.

The sound of a crisp sound came out, and the defense shattered instantly. The epee drew down with a hefty sword, and the man yelled, "I confess."

He felt that if Yan Jiu refused to let go, he would be pierced by Wan Jian, and no doubt he would die.

"Unlucky guy." In the hearts of all the people secretly, they met Yan Jiu of Sword Master Villa, the descendant of Sword Master. The realm itself is two places higher than him, and it is the top evil, and it is naturally crushing without suspense.

In such a fighting situation, naturally, the defeated were not able to be selected into the Holy Palace. From the beginning to the present, there have been three consecutive duels, and none of the three major defeaters have been selected.

It ’s cruel. Those who are out of the game have no chance with the Most Holy Palace. In fact, many people who have entered Qiansheng Island before have many evil-level characters, but they know that the cruelty of today ’s battle will most likely encounter top characters. At least the eighth prince will be more confident in participating in today's battle.

"Xie Yu and Dust-free, you should fight as early as possible and don't drag behind." Ye Futian said to Hua Xie Yu and Ye Wuchen's voice. In this situation, those top figures can be calm and calm, the lower the level Some people are more likely to take the initiative in the early stages. Therefore, Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen take the initiative to walk out. In the worst case, they go out at the same time with others, and the probability of encountering top characters is relatively small.

Both understood Ye Futian's meaning. After another battle, Ye Wuchen rushed out first. One person had the same thoughts as him. The man was an eighth prince and his strength was extraordinary. In the end of the war, Ye Wuchen defeated his opponent by incorporating Tianyan Jianjue into Wanjian's attack, and qualified for the next round. The person defeated by him was not weak, in fact, he could be said to be quite capable. To be strong, but still not favored by the great men of the Most Holy Palace, after all, the realm is higher than Ye Wuchen and defeated.

When Hua Jieyu stepped out, no one went out with her at the same time. She chose one of the few ninth-class princes. Today, the number of ninth-class princes is getting smaller and smaller in the entire battlefield.

In the battle of the same situation, Hua Jieyu naturally defeated the opponent without suspense. The deity master has the reputation of the ultimate mage, and it is by no means a false name.

As the battle continued to explode, unexpected power-ups finally appeared, and unsightly challengers also appeared. Extremely amazing strength broke out, and more and more people were out. In this first round, few people were holy. The big men in Domiya are being selected.

In the evaluation of the Holy Palace, those big men were selected from the last 100. At the beginning of this battle, there were 160 people. Even if one round goes on, there are still 80 people left, so the people are not Unexpectedly, even if none of the eighty out of the team was selected, it was no surprise.

Ape battle and Yi Xiaoshi also defeated their opponents. Ye Futian was somewhat surprised that the drunk Qianchou seemed to win the opponent every time. The previous battle was also, and none of them were out in this round.

After the first round, only 80 people remained in the battlefield with a lineup of 160 people. Six people were selected by the most powerful person in the Holy Palace, all of whom were lost in the powerful dialogue.

"It's been a round of fighting. I'll give you a chance to adjust the incense time." The elders on the ladder said, many people sat cross-legged, and some people closed their eyes, this round will be relatively weak combatants Eliminate it again, and the rest are weak.

They are very clear that if there are nine holy roads, there are only nine holy roads on average for eighty people, and one holy road represents a direction. What does the average nine people mean?

The one who stands out is the most evil existence of this holy road.

Nine holy roads, Chen Lu seems to have more people coming out, which makes many people show different colors. Chen Lu is not the most promising holy road. There are more than ten people left. Ye Futian and their team, Seven remain on the battlefield.

"After the outbreak of this round, the weaker people, I am afraid that all will be out, and the remaining people will be top combatants." Someone said, if this round is over, there will be only forty people. The forty people selected by the nine holy roads in the deserted state can imagine how strong the combat effectiveness is.

"At this moment on the battlefield, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen and their team ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ are still relatively weak. This round, I am afraid they should all be out." .

Many people nodded in agreement, before Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen showed a very strong fighting force, but the strength was relative. The remaining people, even the eighth-ranking prince, were not many, most of them They are all seventh-class princes, and the realm gap is getting harder and harder to cross.

Ye Futian faced Zhuge Ling before, but what he might face next is Zhugexing, Xie Ji, and Yan Jiu.

too difficult.

"Chu Chang." At this time, on the battlefield, the world's maiden Bing Yi preached to Chu Chang, Chu Chang's beautiful eyes looked at Bing Yi, and only Bing Yi continued to transmit to her: Many in the battlefield may be better than you. It is difficult to move forward. You try to take the initiative and choose an opponent from Ye Futian and their team. The odds will be greater. "

Today's battlefield, at a glance, almost no weak people can be seen, only Ye Futian, a few of them, the state is the lowest.

Chu Changmei glanced at Ye Futian. Ye Futian and the rest of her life were still in the sky. Huajieyu and Ye Wuchen were the ninth princes. They were indeed the most promising opponents in the battlefield.

However, Ye Futian's speed in that battle just made her remember it freshly. Will he create surprise again?

Ye Futian closed his eyes and practiced, as if he felt something. He opened his eyes and saw that many eyes were moving on himself, and he immediately understood why.

The current situation on the battlefield, everyone regards him and the rest of life as the easiest to pinch, so these people are thinking, pick yourself as an opponent?

So wait and see.

"Time is up." At this time, the old man's voice on the ladder again came out!

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