The golden roc spreads its wings and rises with the wind. Ye Futian's previous series of body movements are like a divine bird, the roc, riding on the wind, as if blending into the wind, and the arc it draws is extremely natural.
When everyone reacted, he had already appeared on Zhuge Ling's true body. At this moment, all the thunder and phantom bodies dissipated, and vines swept out of Ye Futian's body, instantly locking Zhuge Ling's throat and body. It's just like the previous battle with Yan Nan, and it's more relaxed and natural.
"Buzz." The strong wind passed by, and Ye Futian spread his wings like a roc, carrying Zhuge Ling's body high into the sky. In an instant, he landed in the direction of Zhuge Xing. The vines were thrown out, and Zhuge Ling's body fell upside down in an instant. It fell forward, and with a loud noise, Zhuge Ling's body was thrown directly out of the battlefield.
"Defeat in seconds."
Many people's hearts were trembling, and they felt a little uneasy looking at the figure spreading its wings in the void. It turned out that Ye Futian had not shown his true speed before. Is this his ultimate speed? It is similar to the Jin Peng movement, which Zhuge Ling is also good at. Speed, but in front of Ye Futian, his speed was not displayed at all.
The golden wings trembled, Ye Futian glided in the void, and returned directly to his position. This battle seemed to be effortless.
There was a moment of silence in the void, and many people felt strange. Ye Futian did not show the realm of a prince, but just killed an eighth-level prince from the Zhuge family in an instant. I don't know how the people of the Zhuge family felt at this moment.
Ye Futian did not hurt Zhuge Ling. When he got up from the ground, his face turned pale. This battle was a battle of shame.
It was even the most tragic battle in his life. However, such a battle was a battle that attracted much attention. You can imagine how he felt in his heart.
Looking towards the direction of the Palace of Holy Saints, no one was looking at him. After such a humiliating battle, I am afraid that even the people on Thousand Saint Islands would not like him, let alone those top figures, Zhuge Ling and Zhuge Ping before him. Same, you can't enter the Palace of the Holy Spirit.
This time, the head of the family expected them to try their best to enter the Taoist palace to practice. In such a situation, how should they explain to their elders when they go back
"The next battle." The old man on the ladder said indifferently. No one can imagine Zhuge Ling's mood. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. Naturally, few people pay attention to the loser. Especially when the defeat is so miserable, it is not worthy of others. Cast a concerned look.
Zhuge Ling looked sad, clenched his fists, and looked at Ye Futian. At this time, Ye Futian didn't look at him at all and stood there quietly. Next, he could rest for a long time. Zhuge Ling challenged him in the second battle. It saved him a lot of trouble.
At this moment, two figures flashed out almost at the same time and landed on the battlefield. They were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. One of them changed his face slightly, while the other's expression was extremely sharp and he cursed coldly: "Idiot."
The person who spoke was Yan Jiu from Sword Saint Villa.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng unexpectedly advanced to this round. He came out first to avenge Yan Nan. At least he could choose Ye Wuchen, but it happened that a talented person from the state road opposite him also wanted to get out first.
According to the rules, the battle was between the two of them.
"You're lucky." Yan Jiu glanced at Ye Wuchen coldly, then stepped out and walked towards the middle of the battlefield step by step. The sword energy around his body moved forward with his body.
The genius who walked out of the state road was a ninth-level prince. Because his realm was low, he wanted to find someone of the same realm to fight first, but he didn't expect to meet Yan Jiu. But since that was the case, he had no choice but to fight.
Yan Jiu continued to step forward, but before anyone arrived, he felt a monstrous sword intent coming, and the terrifying sword will seemed to tear through his mind and body.
"roll."
Yan Jiu spoke coldly, and the sword energy was like rain, covering the sky and falling towards the opponent. The strong man gathered strong defensive power to block the rain of swords. However, in the rain of swords, many sword energies gathered together and turned into a huge and boundless sword. The sky-suppressing giant sword, tearing everything apart.
The heavy sword among the Nine Swords of Heaven.
There was a crisp sound of click, the defense was instantly shattered, the heavy sword dropped down with the overwhelming sword intent, and the man yelled: "I surrender."
He felt that if Yan Jiu didn't stop, he would be pierced by ten thousand swords and he would definitely die.
"Unlucky guy." Everyone thought in their hearts. When they met Yan Jiu from the Sword Saint Villa, he was a descendant of the Sword Saint. His realm was two realms higher than him. He was also a top monster, so he was naturally crushed without any suspense.
In such a battle situation, the loser naturally could not be selected into the Holy Palace. From the beginning to the present, in three consecutive duels, no one was selected among the losers.
It's cruel. None of these people who have been eliminated have any chance with the Palace of the Holy Saints. In fact, there were many monster-level figures who entered the Thousand Saint Island before. But they know the cruelty of today's battle, and they are very likely to encounter top figures. It would be more certain to be at least an eighth-level prince to participate in today's battle.
"Jieyu, Wuchen, you try to go out to the battle as early as possible, don't delay it." Ye Futian said to Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen via voice transmission. In this situation, those top figures can be calm and relaxed, and the lower the level, the higher the level. People who are older are more likely to take the initiative in the early stage. Therefore, if Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen take the initiative to go out, the worst case scenario is that they go out at the same time as others, and the probability of meeting top people is relatively small.
Both of them understood what Ye Futian meant. After another battle, Ye Wuchen rushed out first. There was one person who had the same idea as him. That person was an eighth-level prince with extraordinary strength. The two of them were in a battle. In the end, Ye Wuchen defeated his opponent by integrating the Heavenly Eye Sword Technique into Ten Thousand Swords Attack, and was qualified to advance to the next round. In fact, the person he defeated was not weak, and could even be said to be quite powerful. Although he was powerful, he was still not favored by the big shots in the Holy Palace. After all, his level was higher than that of Ye Wuchen and he was defeated.
When Hua Jieyu walked out, no one walked out at the same time as her. She chose one of the few ninth-level princes. Now in the entire battlefield, the number of ninth-level princes is getting smaller and smaller.
In a battle in the same realm, Hua Jieyu naturally defeated his opponent without any suspense. The reputation of the spiritual master as the ultimate mage was by no means an empty one.
As the battle continued to break out, an unexpected strong showdown finally emerged, and an unsightly challenger appeared, showing extremely amazing strength. More and more people were eliminated. In this first round, few people were defeated by the Holy Saint. The important figures in the Dao Palace are being selected.
In the previous assessments of the Holy Palace, those big shots were selected from the last one hundred people. There were one hundred and sixty people at the beginning of this battle. Even after one round, there were still eighty people left. Therefore, they were not Surprisingly, even if none of the eighty eliminated people were selected, it would not be a big surprise.
Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi also defeated their opponents respectively. What surprised Ye Futian was that Zui Qianchou seemed to have narrowly defeated his opponent every time. It was also the same in the previous battle. This round, none of them were eliminated.
After one round, out of a lineup of 160 people, only 80 people remained on the battlefield. Six of them were selected by the big shots of the Holy Palace. They were all the ones who lost in the powerful dialogue.
"We have already fought for a round. I will give you a stick of incense and time to adjust on the spot." The elder on the ladder said. Many people sat cross-legged, and some closed their eyes to rest. This round, those who are relatively weak in combat will be After eliminating them again, there are not many weak ones left.
They know very well that there are nine holy roads. If there are eighty people, there are only nine people on one holy road on average. One holy road represents one direction. What does the average nine people mean
The person who stands out is the most evil being on this holy road.
Among the nine holy roads, there seemed to be more people walking out of Chen Road, which made many people look strange. Chen Road was not the most favored holy road, and there were actually more than ten people left. Ye Futian and his group, Seven of them remained on the battlefield.
"After this round of outbreak ends, I'm afraid all the weaker ones will be eliminated, and those left behind will all be top combatants." Someone said, if this round ends, there will only be forty people left. The forty people selected from the nine holy roads in the entire desert state can imagine how strong their fighting power is.
"On the battlefield at this moment, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen and their group are still relatively weak. I'm afraid they should all be eliminated this round." People on the periphery commented.
Many people nodded in agreement. Ye Futian, Ye Wuchen and their group had shown very strong combat effectiveness before, but strength is relative. There are not many people left, even the eighth-level princes. Most of them are They are all seventh-level princes, and the gap in realm is becoming increasingly difficult to overcome.
Ye Futian faced Zhuge Ling before, but next he may have to face characters like Zhuge Xing, Xie Ji, and Yan Jiu.
too difficult.
"Chu Chang." At this time, on the battlefield, the mortal saint Bingyi said to Chu Chang. Chu Chang's beautiful eyes looked at Bingyi, and she heard Bingyi continue to send her voice: "The next battle, There are many people on the battlefield who may be stronger than you, and it will be difficult to move forward. You try your best to gain the initiative and choose an opponent from Ye Futian and his group, and you will have a better chance of winning."
On today's battlefield, if you glance over, you can hardly see any weak people. Only Ye Futian and the others are at the lowest level.
Chu Chang glanced at Ye Futian and the others with her beautiful eyes. Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were still in the throne. Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen were ninth-level princes. They were indeed the most promising opponents to defeat on the battlefield.
However, Ye Futian's speed in the battle just now was still fresh in her memory. Will he create surprises again
Ye Futian was practicing with his eyes closed, as if he felt something. When he opened his eyes, he saw many eyes wandering around him, and he immediately understood why.
With the current situation on the battlefield, everyone regards him, Yu Sheng and others as the easiest ones to pinch, so these people are thinking about picking themselves as their opponents
So, wait and see.
"The time has come." At this time, the voice of the old man on the ladder came out again!
(End of chapter)