Ye Futian walked forward, and the strong man from the thirteenth floor looked at him, smiled and nodded.
Stretching out his fingers, Ye Futian pointed at the silver spear in the middle of the Second Divine Weapon. Suddenly many people looked at him. Anyone who dared to challenge the Second Divine Weapon was an extraordinary person.
"Who is this person?" Someone in the crowd whispered.
"Silver clothes and silver mask, extraordinary bearing. I don't know who he is."
"How do you call it?" The strong man from the Thirteenth Floor asked.
"Silver Spear, Sky." Ye Futian used a pseudonym, so naturally no one had heard of his name.
On the thirteenth floor in front, on the thirteenth floor, a figure floated down and landed on the battlefield in the open space next to it. Ye Futian walked over there and came to the opposite side. Silver light curtains appeared around him, directly sealing the area. space.
The battlefield is large, but for people of their level it is small. However, the purpose of the competition in the Thirteenth Floor is to learn the marksmanship and use offense to attack. Therefore, the marksmanship determines the winner and does not require a large position. .
"Thirteenth Floor, Silver Spear, Wen Yang, please advise." The cultivator opposite Ye Futian is a middle-aged man. He is holding a silver spear and has an indomitable and sharp aura about him, as if he is standing there. , is a gun.
Both of them call themselves silver guns. Whose gun is stronger
Ye Futian stretched out his hand, and suddenly the power of the avenue in his hand gathered into a silver spear. He held the spear, looked at Wen Yang, and said, "Please enlighten me."
The moment the words fell, Ye Futian's body seemed to become extremely sharp and merged with the silver gun. The gun was like a man and the man was like a gun. The silver clothes on his body were blowing, giving people an extraordinary feeling.
For just a moment, Wen Yang seemed to sense that he had met a powerful opponent, and his expression became particularly solemn.
Rounds of terrifying fluctuations filled the air from the spear in his hand. He walked forward and stabbed into the void, causing the void to shake and a powerful shock wave appeared.
However, Wen Yang did not attack directly, but stabbed out another shot, one after another, continuously. With each shot, the shock wave was a little stronger, and the power seemed to be multiplying, constantly superimposing and getting stronger. .
"The Thirteenth Floor Marksmanship." Everyone couldn't help but be a little frightened when they saw that Wen Yang was using his unique skills. Moreover, Wen Yang seemed to be extremely cautious and did not test the attack. He continued to enhance the power of his marksmanship with one shot after another.
The Thirteenth Level Spear Technique becomes more and more terrifying the further you go. It is said that the person who created this spear technique only reached the twelfth level. He only used the Thirteenth Level Spear once in his life. One shot was shocking to the world. Weeping ghosts and gods, he himself also died after using that ultimate shot, the shocking shot before death.
Ye Futian stood there quietly, feeling the powerful shock waves that were constantly impacting, one after another, like a huge wave of destruction, oppressing this sealed space, suffocating the space, and the avenue collapsed. In this kind of situation, In a closed space, this kind of marksmanship is indeed extremely powerful.
Moreover, the power of the marksmanship is still superimposed and becomes stronger.
It's a pity that the opponent Wen Yang encountered was him. Practicing offensive skills and magical powers were important, but they were completely meaningless in the face of absolute strength.
Ye Futian raised his hand and drew his gun.
The man and the gun merged into one, as if they had become one body, and passed away in a flash like light or lightning.
"Bang, bang, bang..." A dull sound came out, and the shock waves were directly dispersed from the front by the light. In an instant, a silver spear was pointed directly at Wen Yang's eyebrows.
Just one shot!
In the face of absolute perception and absolute power, magical powers have no meaning. The avenues are connected, and all methods are connected. Ye Futian's simple shot is the most simple of the avenues. Man and gun are one, and the avenues are one. Even if the hidden treasure is not used, Wen Yang's power is not something Wen Yang can compete with. The gap between the two is too big.
Behind Ye Futian, the shock wave caused by the explosion continued, even impacting the surrounding seals, causing the seals to vibrate. It dissipated after a moment, and the seal light curtain also disappeared.
Wen Yang's eyes were fixed there, staring at the silver mask in front of him.
One shot!
As the top human emperor in the Thirteenth Floor, he could not withstand a single shot in terms of marksmanship. In this shot, he felt an absolute gap. His spiritual understanding and that of the opponent were not at the same level.
Many cultivators on the 13th floor stood up and looked down, their pupils shrunk, and there was shock in their eyes. Those who came to challenge lost more than they won, and there were very few people who could defeat Chonglou's marksmanship in terms of marksmanship, and even more so. What's more, it kills instantly with one hit.
In this simple shot, it seems to be returning to nature and simplicity.
"What an amazing shot." An old man praised.
"I accept it." The silver spear in Ye Futian's hand dissipated.
"Wen Yang admires your marksmanship." Wen Yang put away his spear and saluted Ye Futian slightly. At the grand gathering in Tianyan City, he was able to meet famous people from all over the world. The person in front of him had never heard of his name, but he was so amazing.
For the first time, Wen Yang felt that his Thirteenth Floor marksmanship was flashy and flashy.
Of course, the marksmanship of the Thirteenth Floor Tower is not weak, but he just met someone stronger.
"Mr. Changkong, would you like to go upstairs for a chat?" Wen Yang invited politely, but he did not get angry because he was defeated by a single shot. What was the purpose of learning the marksmanship of strong men from all sides at the expense of inferior weapons in their thirteenth floor
Isn't it just to see those top marksmanship, so as to improve their own marksmanship and learn insights, so they are more willing to see powerful marksmanship. However, Ye Futian's marksmanship has exceeded his knowledge. The state of understanding is not enough.
"No need, I'm used to being alone. When the time comes, I will come and get the silver spear." Ye Futian said, as if the magic weapon was already in his pocket. This arrogant attitude made Everyone around him can feel his confidence.
"Excuse me, where does Mr. Changkong practice?" An old man on the thirteenth floor looked at Ye Futian and asked, somewhat curious.
"You have to understand the marksmanship yourself." Ye Futian responded.
"Understand for yourself!" The old man whispered: "I admire you for your marksmanship, which is rare in your life. I heard that the spear of the Emperor's direct disciple, the Spear Emperor, is also a peerless marksmanship, but I have never seen it before. It's a pity that the god general Du You has now passed away. After passing through the Great Dao Divine Tribulation, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see his gun."
"The Gun King Duyou." Ye Futian murmured: "Is it very strong?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "It was passed down from Emperor Donghuang himself. Of course it is very strong. In terms of marksmanship, no one in China may be able to match it. It is said that the Gun Emperor alone has a gun, and there is no gun in the world."
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded: "I'd like to meet him if I have the chance. I'll say goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Aloof and indifferent.
Seeing his leaving figure, many people were a little surprised. This man was not only excellent in marksmanship, he was also so aloof and arrogant. Do you want to see the gun king Duyou's gun
Even though he is very strong, it can be seen from the blow just now, but who is the Gun King Duyou
I am afraid that the direct disciple of Emperor Donghuang will not take him seriously at all.
"How sure is this person that he can win the divine weapon?" Someone asked the old man on the thirteenth floor.
"Although there are many evil figures coming, including some top figures, the shot just now was really amazing. I think he is 50% sure that he can take away the divine weapon." The old man said: "Silver Spear Changkong, this name must be remembered. Next, many people will become famous at this grand event, and he will be one of them."
Ye Futian doesn't care about other people's opinions. In terms of fame, how many people in the land of China today have names that are louder than the three words 'Ye Futian'
The reason why he wanted to get the gun was, firstly, because it was a magic weapon and he could get it without paying any price, so why not; secondly, he could better cover himself. He was Silver Spear Changkong, a pure and arrogant warrior. Gun King.
Of course, although this shot caused some waves in the Thirteenth Floor Building, it was nothing in today's Tianyan City. In the current Tianyan City, I don't know how many romantic people have arrived.
After Ye Futian left the Thirteenth Floor Building, he went to a restaurant in Tianyan City to drink. In the restaurant, he could often hear all kinds of gossip.
He came to a corner of the restaurant and sat down, leaning against the window. He could see people coming and going outside. Just like on the street, the people next to him were talking about this grand event in Tianyan City, as if it was the only event in Tianyan City today. Topic.
"I heard that Princess Donghuang will come in person this time." Someone in the restaurant commented that this restaurant is not big in scale, and those big restaurants are already overcrowded, so the cultivation of the practitioners here is not that strong. Most of the news More 'gossip'.
"A hundred years ago, a divine general came to watch the ceremony. Will the princess come in person this time?"
"Well, Princess Donghuang has already grown up and has achieved great success in cultivation. She has been busy with her cultivation and now it's time for her to choose a Taoist companion. It is said that Tianyan City has a great chance."
"Why Tianyan City?"
"You think about it, although Emperor Donghuang rules the Divine State, many of the ancient gods are not directly subordinate to him, and they lack top weapon-refining forces. If Tianyan City can be included in the bag, it will undoubtedly make the imperial palace stronger. Therefore, there is a great possibility Most likely choose Tianyan City."
"The crown of the king of Tianyan City?" someone asked.
"Wang Mian?" The person who spoke showed a hint of sarcasm and said: "One look at you and I know that the news is out of date. Wang Mian went down to the original realm and failed. How could Princess Donghuang think about it again? he."
"Lost to Ye Futian?"
"Yes, when several top figures from the Ancient God Clan joined forces and were defeated by Ye Futian and his wife, Wang Mian also participated in that battle." The person who spoke before continued to talk: "Many people thought that Wang Mian might be the future The city lord of Tianyan City, but in fact, Wang Mian has always been the number two figure. His accusation is cultivation. The real successor of Tianyan City is extremely low-key. Even outsiders don't know much about his power. According to what I got According to the news, he has survived the Great Dao Divine Tribulation and is able to refine a sub-divine weapon. In this weapon refining competition, Tianyan City invites all the forces in China to come, in fact, it is to build momentum for him and make him famous all over the world. First place in the Weapon Seizing Competition."
"The Wang family of Tianyan City's lord's palace has always been high-profile, but they secretly cultivated such a person?" someone asked curiously.
"This is the cleverness of Tianyan City. Among the ancient gods, who doesn't keep a trump card? Wang Mian is only visible to the outside world. The hidden person is the real core of Tianyan City. If he doesn't make a sound, he will be a blockbuster. , His target may be Princess Donghuang." The man said mysteriously.
Ye Futian listened quietly, picked up his glass and drank, but he was actually a little scornful in his heart.
Princess Donghuang needs marriage
For a person of his level, hearing these words is like hearing a joke. Under the emperor, all are ants, unless Emperor Tianyan is reborn!
(End of chapter)