The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian glanced back, Sword soul returned, Ye Wuchen released a very strong mental power wave in his brows, and heaven and earth aura flowed in along his brows.

But these days his mental will has been greatly traumatized, apparently not so clear-headed and recovering on his own.

Phoenix squatted down and fed an elixir into Ye Wuchen's mouth, which was an elixir for restoring mental energy, which allowed him to heal faster.

"Princess, the soul has been returned, and Qian Ying has also been defeated, so let's end it." Jingying Swordmaster looked at Xia Qingyu and apparently he was worried that Ye Futian would continue to start.

But at the beginning, Pei Qianying asked Gu Dongliu and others to challenge him on Jiu Zhongtian, and Xia Qingyu nodded. Now that Xia Qingyu arrived in person, she was naturally a witness to this engagement. Fight, you can only ask Xia Qingyu.

Xia Qingyu did not look at the Blademaster, her gaze was still on the Daotai platform, and fell on Ye Futian.

"Deprived of the soul and soul of others, and now defeated, just return it?" The rest of his life stepped forward, his angry pupils swept indifferently towards the Blademaster.

What would happen if they didn't come or if they were defeated?

"Isn't he enough?" Swordmaster, sweeping to the rest of his life, there seems to be a sword in his eyes.

"Of course not enough." Ye Futian replied, stepping away from Pei Qianying's body, his palm extended, and the stick fell on the palm, toward the **** ape's soul.

At this moment, the **** ape stretched out his palms, holding the sword soul in his hands, and held it at both ends, so that the sword soul crossed the air.

Nine days dojo, countless people are shocked to see this scene.

Ye Futian, what is he going to do?

"You're wanton." Jingying Swordmaster stood up, a terror sword swept out.

Ye Futian ignored him and proceeded towards the ape.

Pei Qianying was lying on the ground, his eyes were still open. When he saw Ye Futian's movements, his face was ashamed, and his body lying weakly trembling.

He was already so miserable that he fell into hell.

Ye Futian, didn't he let him go?

This is a complete life soul. If it is directly destroyed, there is no chance of recovery, his cultivation will be reversed, and it will be difficult for him to move forward a half step. His path of cultivation has thus far become a waste.

Above the stands, many people on the Jiutian Daobang watched Ye Futian's movements, and his heart was dark, this guy is too crazy.

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

"clang."

At this moment, a piano sound came out, so powerful that Ye Futian's spiritual will was shaken.

Ye Futian stopped, looked back, and looked at the man who struck the strings above the stand.

"Yes, that's it." Mo Li's eyes looked at Ye Futian. There didn't seem to be too many waves. His voice was not great, but it contained a strange magic power, which could not be rejected.

Mo Lishi also understands that Pei Qianying has deprived Ye Wuchen of his soul. Now that he is defeated, it can be regarded as his fault, and his strength is not as good as that of others, so he should pay the price.

However, after all, Pei Qianying was his teacher. In front of him, Ye Futian wanted to abandon Pei Qianying, so naturally he couldn't stand idly by.

Ye Futian's eyes were very cold. When Pei Qianying stripped away the dustless soul, no one had accused him.

In addition, Pei Qianying did not take any notice and asked the three brothers to fight Jiuzhongtian before they were eligible to fight with him for more than one battle. Those characters sitting in the stands are all waiting to see his joke from the visitors of Kyushu.

As for dustlessness, who cares about his life?

His soul was stripped, who cares?

Now, Mo Li said, so far!

"If you are willing to exchange your life and soul, I will stop there." Ye Futian looked at Mo and left.

Mo Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and Feng Xiao next to him flashed a cold man's eyes, saying: "You're almost wanton."

Ye Futian gave Feng Xiao an ironic glance, then turned around and continued to walk towards the **** ape.

"Princess." Jingying Swordmaster's face was extremely ugly. He looked at Xia Qingyu beside him and said, there was even a little pleading in his voice.

Today, only Xia Qingyu nodded, and could save his son Pei Qianying.

Watching Ye Futian step by step in front of the ape and stop, holding up the long stick in his hand, a horror-like atmosphere permeated the long stick, Xia Qingjie said, "Ye Futian."

"When Pei Qianying stripped Ye Wuchen's life and soul, the princess did not intervene by default. Now I challenge Pei Qianying as agreed, and the princess witnessed it, is that so?" Xia Qingjie had not spoken yet, and Ye Futian said, Stop her talking.

Although he was very upset in his heart, Xia Qingyu's identity was there, Xia Huang's daughter, transcendent status, and in the past three days, he did not waste a lot, and inquired some news in the upper world.

This Xia Qingyu is the youngest daughter of Xia Emperor's favorite, born with the first beauty in Xia Emperor's world. She is extremely talented, and her position in Xia Emperor's world is unparalleled.

And he Ye Futian is just the emperor's Taoist holy land palace in the Nether. Even if he is unhappy, he cannot blame Xia Qingjie.

Xia Qingjie was silent when she heard Ye Futian's words and could not refute.

"Yes." Xia Qingyu looked at Ye Futian.

"In this case, I would like to thank the princess for this testimony." Ye Futian's words fell, his stick was raised in his hands, and the power of the terror rule erupted. .

I saw his body draw a gorgeous arc, and the stick in his hand was splitting towards the soul of the sword in the middle of the apes' palms. At this moment, countless people held their breath and looked at the scene.

"No ..." Pei Qianying shouted weakly, his eyes filled with despair.

"boom."

With a loud noise, the baguette exploded with the power of the monstrous rules and blasted on the soul of the sword. Instantly, the sword soul broke and burst.

Lying there, Pei Qianying snorted, spit out blood, and his breath was still madly weakening, as if the realm was going backwards.

But at this time, he seemed to be unable to feel the pain. At this moment, he only felt that his soul was tearing and his heart was hurting.

At this moment, he remembered his glorious cry, being extraordinary, being proud of heaven.

He is the child of the sword saint, and the disciple of Hate Heaven. He walks on the list of nine heavens and is dazzling. Even in this Xiahuang world, he has his place. In the future, he will be a figure in the Xiahuang world.

But now, it's like a dream.

This dream is broken.

Everything will disappear. He will become a waste person, a waste person who cannot move on the path of practice, and become the object of sneer. Everyone will remember today ’s battle. The Kyushu unparalleled character, climbed the ladder. Here, the story of Jiu Zhongtian and Pei Qianying who abolished the Jiutian Dao Ranking.

The name of his Pei Qianying became the back in this story, and became the name of Ye Futian.

How ironic.

He was really unwilling, just because he deprived a man of the underworld?

Did it pay such a painful price.

In the corner of Pei Qianying's eyes, even tears slipped down, it seemed to be tears for his future destiny. At this time, his heart was as twisted as a knife, more uncomfortable than death.

The **** ape returned to Ye Futian's body. Above the nine days, there was silence, not only in the Nine Heavens, but in the Nine Heavens Dojo. It was extremely quiet at the moment.

Ye Futian, the man from Kyushu, not only hit Jiu Zhongtian, but also destroyed Pei Qianying's soul. In Jiu Zhongtian, he faced the disciples of Li hate the sky and the swordsman of the absolute shadow.

Pei Qianying, who was on the Jiutian Dao list, became a waste.

This battle, although somewhat different from their imagination, was shocking.

Except for Jingying Swordmaster, no one cares about Pei Qianying's life or death, he defeats the king, he strips the soul of others, but now he is defeated, and no one will sympathize with him. This is the price.

Xia Qingyu looked at Ye Futian and said nothing after all.

The horrible sword-sense pervaded the Jade Sword Emperor, the cold and murderous trickle appeared in his eyes, but he could not bear to move.

Ye Futian, in front of him, abolished his favorite son-in-law.

Mo Li and Feng Xiao also stared indifferently at Ye Futian, but did not speak. Ye Futian's dialogue with the little princess was a default.

The young master Gu Mu of Jiutian Taoism didn't say anything ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ So weird quiet appeared in Jiuzhong heaven.

"This battle, so far." Finally, Xia Qingyu said.

Gu Mu sent a voice to the people around Dao Daotai, and immediately they extinguished the formation, the light disappeared, and Jiutian Daotai sank downward.

The figure of the King of Blade Swords flickered and landed on the Dao battle platform. At the same time, the village chief descended next to Ye Futian.

Although there is Xia Qingyu, and the Blademaster is not afraid, but after all, you have to take precautions in case he goes crazy?

Cold eyes glanced at Ye Futian, and the sacred shadow sword master left with Pei Qianying's body, and the leaving eyes were full of killing thoughts.

Mo Li and Feng Xiao also stood up, looked at Ye Futian indifferently, and then stepped away without stopping here.

Xia Qingyu was still sitting there, looking at Ye Futian, and she said, "Would you like to practice with me in the future?"

The people in Jiuzhong heaven trembled slightly, and the little princess personally invited Ye Futian to practice with her.

Obviously, even the little princess was impressed by Ye Futian's arrogance.

Even Gu Mu's eyes flashed a sharp edge. As long as Ye Futian nodded, he could fly into the sky, not only outstanding talents, but also the little princess Xia Qingyu, who dare to move?

"The princess loves it, but I am the owner of the Astral Palace of the Holy Land. I naturally want to go back to the Taoist Palace to practice." Ye Futian naturally rejected Xia Qingyu.

Xia Qingyu took a deep look at Ye Futian. This was the second time Ye Futian rejected her.

Last time at the Xia Shengshou feast, Ye Futian refused to follow her to the trial.

But she still said nothing, stepped forward, and the figure fell on the back of the holy beast.

With a long beep, the green urn shook up, and flew away in the sky.

"Let's go back to the wasteland." Ye Futian said with a glance at the figure Xia Qingyu left.