Yan Dongyang and Ling He frowned slightly. Are these people not enough
"Be careful." Someone warned. The yin and yang diagram suspended above their heads made them feel extremely dangerous.
"Chichi..." A sharp and terrifying sound came out, and the air current of the Avenue of Destruction on the Yin-Yang Diagram struck down, covering everyone in it. Yan Dongyang and Ling He were naturally included in the attack.
Feeling the terrible destructive airflow, both of them released the Great Avenue Divine Wheel, and at the same time, the magic weapon bloomed with brilliant light.
Yan Dongyang seemed to be wrapped by a real dragon, and a huge dragon shadow appeared. The falling destructive air flow attacked it, making a terrible sound. Yan Dongyang found that the dragon shadow could not resist the falling attack. His The golden dragon scale armor was gradually attached to his body, and he looked ferocious and ferocious, with terrifying eyes. When he first fought with Ye Futian in Wangshenque, he didn’t have a strong feeling. Later, he realized that it was far from Ye Futian’s original strength. , he has been hiding.
Now he knows that he and Ye Futian are hardly on the same level, and the other party's combat effectiveness is on another level entirely.
Ling He was the same, he was just busy resisting the sword's destructive airflow falling from the void.
But at this time, other strong men took action one after another. The three eight-level strong men burst out with terrifying power at the same time. Thousands of gun shadows appeared, and countless afterimages appeared in the world. The Lingxi Spear bloomed again, and a gun penetrated the void, and In another direction, a Lingxiao Tower appeared above the mountain above Ye Futian's head. It was the Great Avenue Divine Wheel of an Eighth Realm powerhouse. The light of the Divine Wheel crushed down, smoothing everything and controlling Ye Futian. Then, behind Ye Futian, a sacred giant dragon appeared. The roar of the Yanlong shattered the mountains and rivers, as if the sky was falling apart. Round after round of sound waves swept and attacked, directly attacking the soul, and there were also huge real dragon claws smashing down. Tear apart the sky.
Ye Futian's location was attacked by three powerful men of the Eighth Realm at the same time. The avenue space was about to explode and shatter, leaving no room to dodge.
Yan Dongyang and Ling He stared over there. Can Ye Futian survive such an attack
The storm of destruction came, and both the soul and the body were crushed by the extremely terrifying avenue, as if it was impossible to stop it.
The star storm surrounding Ye Futian's body was shattered and destroyed. Although the falling sword attack was strong, it could not affect the attack of the three powerful opponents. Life and death were only a matter of seconds.
At this moment, an extreme coldness swept out, and the frozen space slowed down the attack speed of the three powerful men. Time seemed to stand still. At the same time, a terrifying sacred radiance erupted from Ye Futian. Blooming out of his body, the pressure of the avenue contained in this sacred brilliance blended into Ye Futian's body and into his fighting spirit. For a moment, the three eight powerful men actually felt a supreme pressure, as if , this pressure comes from a higher-level existence.
This moment seemed to be extremely long. Their attacks could have arrived in an instant, but everything seemed to be slowed down. The attacks that could be launched in an instant could not land for a long time. Instead, they saw the divine light lingering on Ye Futian's body, and the spear was in the air. The fighting spirit swept out, destroying all the power of the avenue.
Ye Futian's body moved, and the man and the gun merged into one. The moment he thrust forward, the eight-level strongman in Lingxiao Palace only felt that the avenue was crazily collapsing and shattering. It seemed that he was not facing Ye Futian, but He is the descendant of God and is unparalleled in this world.
The shadow of the gun passed by, and the crowd saw countless golden fragments appearing wherever the spear passed, and everything turned into dust.
Time seemed to have stopped. All the powerful people present looked at the eighth-level expert from Lingxiao Palace, only to see him standing there motionless, with golden divine light surrounding his body like a sculpture.
The next moment, the sculpture-like figure shattered into nothingness, turned into a piece of golden dust, and disappeared into ashes.
A strong man in the eighth realm died.
The expressions of other people changed when they saw this scene. Not only that, they saw the extremely brilliant emperor's glow on Ye Futian's body rising straight into the sky. The emperor's glow merged into the fighting spirit of the spear, turning the fighting spirit into substance, and spit out The terrifying gun light.
"How is it possible?" Ling He stared at Ye Futian's body, unable to believe the scene he saw in front of him. Wasn't Ye Futian the chosen successor of Dongxian Island? Why was it so terrifying
Is it Emperor Hui on him
How could he have the will of the Great Emperor in him
Is he really just the chosen successor of Dongxian Island
Yan Dongyang's face was also very exciting, his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him, as if he couldn't believe that what he saw was real. A powerful being in the eighth realm died like this, killed by a gunshot.
Ye Futian ignored everyone. He pointed the spear forward in his hand, and the imperial glow on his body shot straight into the sky, as if directly integrated into the Yin and Yang diagram, causing the falling light of destruction to turn into gold.
"Be careful." There was an exclamation, and the calamity light fell, and a strong man in the seventh realm was directly torn apart, and his body was shattered into nothingness.
The eyes of the other strong men changed greatly. Except for the two eighth-level masters, the others were retreating, releasing terrifying air currents. However, Ye Futian's body was suspended in the air, and the Yin-Yang diagram was getting bigger and bigger. The falling yin and yang tribulation light fell, the avenue was shattered and destroyed, and each strong man was directly shattered into nothingness under the tribulation light.
The screams continued. Except for the two eight-level experts who were still alive, no one else could withstand this destructive light. Of course, Yan Dongyang and Ling He were still alive, but it was not that they had the ability to withstand it. Ye Futian was not in a hurry to kill them.
At this moment, Ye Futian stepped towards the two eight-level experts. When the light of the Heavenly Avenue fell down, the two eight-level experts were also resisting with all their strength. Their expressions changed as they watched Ye Futian approaching. .
"Buzz!" The Yin-Yang Diagram shines directly on a strong man in the Eighth Realm. The two extreme powers of the Taiyin and the Sun descend. Along with the infinite sword light, the Lingxiao Tower on the strongman in the Eighth Realm is released to the extreme to resist the attack. Ye Futian's figure disappeared directly from the place.
The spear hit the Lingxiao Tower with a loud bang. Under the overwhelming fighting spirit, the Shenlun Pagoda was shattered and destroyed. The calamity came. The eight-level strong man screamed, but the next moment, a spear shot directly from his head. It penetrated and ended their lives.
"Who are you?" The remaining eight-level strongman from the Dayangu royal family stared at Ye Futian.
"Kill your person." After Ye Futian finished speaking, the gun came out, and the terrifying spear hit the sacred dragon. Cracks appeared in the dragon. At the same time, the calamity light descended, tearing apart the dragon and rushing into the defense. , there was another scream, and under the yin and yang calamity, the opponent's body was shattered bit by bit and turned into dust.
In the blink of an eye, only Yan Dongyang and Ling He were left alive in an extremely powerful Human Emperor legion, while everyone else perished and died.
Ye Futian turned to face Yan Dongyang and Ling He. Their eyes finally revealed a strong sense of fear and fear. Ling He looked at Ye Futian and said, "You can't kill us!"
"You were killed by a monster, what does that have to do with me?" Ye Futian responded coldly.
"No..." Ling He responded: "If we die here, everyone will know that it was you. Dayan, Lingxiao Palace, and even the Territory Lord's Mansion will not let you go."
"When you killed me, didn't you think about the consequences?" The spear in Ye Futian's hand came out with fighting intent. The killing intent was blazing. He had already killed so many people. It made no difference whether he killed these two or not.
Ling He glanced at the disappearing figures and seemed to realize that Ye Futian had no way of turning back. He said, "There is still a chance. As long as we let us go, all grudges will be wiped out. Dayan and Lingxiao Palace will never pursue this matter." ,how?"
"Pfft..." What he responded to was a shot. Ye Futian's gun pierced his throat directly. Ling He stared at the figure in front of him, with a look of extreme pain in his eyes. He couldn't believe this. It's true, he was killed just like that.
The spear whirled slightly, and Ling He's body shattered into pieces and turned into dust, as if it had never appeared before.
Yan Dongyang's eyes were fixed on Ye Futian, and an extremely strong sense of fear came over him. He seemed to realize what his fate would be next.
Ling He had been directly killed, how could the other party let him go? He already had no way to survive.
"You will come to accompany us soon?" Yan Dongyang looked at Ye Futian and said, his tone extremely confident, as if he had predicted Ye Futian's ending.
"Then you can't see it anymore." Ye Futian responded. After his words fell, the tribulation light of the avenue fell down. Under the tribulation light, Yan Dongyang let out a miserable cry, and then his body was shattered and torn bit by bit, turning into nothingness. ,die.
All the strong men will be killed!
(End of chapter)