Countless eyes stared at the hanging Ye Futian. He was too gorgeous at this moment.
Ye Futian was already handsome, but now the golden-winged roc appeared behind him, with wings, as if bathed in divine light. His hand was holding a golden stick, full of power.
Perhaps, with all his strength, he can really cross the three realms and fight against the genius Mu Yunxuan of Ziwei Palace, many people secretly thought in their hearts.
Mu Yunxuan's golden eyes stared coldly at Ye Futian, and then, his life soul also appeared, a very strange golden demon cat.
This demon cat's eyes are even more demonic than Mu Yunxuan's, making people feel uncomfortable when staring at others.
The golden storm gathered in front of Mu Yunxuan, turning into slender golden swords that roared around Mu Yunxuan's body. This was not an ordinary metallic spell, but an incomparable attack on metallic aura. Powerful control capabilities.
Mu Yunxuan's main profession is the spiritual destiny mage. His mental power can control the metallic aura beyond ordinary people. Even a metallic mage in the ordinary nine-star glory realm cannot control the golden aura as well as him.
With this kind of powerful control, Mu Yunxuan didn't even practice martial arts. He didn't need it. The metallic power was both offensive and defensive.
"Mu Yunxuan is definitely more powerful than Leng Qiufeng. Can Ye Futian compete with him?" Seeing Mu Yunxuan release his power, many people no longer have the confidence they had in Ye Futian before. That metallic storm is really terrifying. Now, the slender golden sword surrounding him was controlled by Mu Yunxuan like a plaything.
In the direction of Ziwei Palace, Han Mo looked at all this coldly. He naturally noticed Ye Futian's outstanding talent, but since he wanted to stand on the opposite side of Ziwei Palace, he had no choice but to get rid of him. He took the initiative to tell the story of life and death. War, this naturally saves a lot of trouble.
"You want to die on your own, so I have no choice but to grant it to you." Mu Yunxuan said coldly. As soon as his words fell, the slender swords flying around him roared towards Ye Futian. Thousands of swords fired in unison, far away. It is stronger than the sword drawn by Zhou Mu. After all, there is a big gap between the two realms.
The golden stick in Ye Futian's hand danced, and he stepped out of the void, and a powerful force suddenly burst out. Then, the wings behind him trembled, and he shot straight into the sky like a golden lightning.
"Hmph." Mu Yunxuan snorted coldly, and raised his golden eyes to look into the sky. Suddenly, those sharp swords turned to chase Ye Futian. Although he did not practice the wind attribute, he was not afraid of the mage who could fly.
Ye Futian's speed was extremely fast, and his movements were extremely brilliant. Like a real golden-winged roc, he was spinning rapidly in the air, but the golden sword pursued him relentlessly.
At the same time, the momentum gathering on Ye Futian became stronger and stronger, an equally terrifying golden storm followed his body, and the golden stick in his hand became thicker and thicker.
"How long are you going to escape?" Mu Yunxuan said coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ye Futian's figure appearing directly above him. His spinning body no longer dodged, but instead, he was holding a huge golden stick. , slashing directly towards the sky below. At this moment, the void seemed to tremble, and the color of the world changed.
The crowd seemed to have lost sight of Ye Futian. In their eyes, there was only the shadow of the stick that opened up the world and swept away everything.
Endless swords came through the air, but under the shadow of the stick, everything was wiped out. The sword was directly chopped into pieces. Mu Yunxuan raised his head and looked up at the sky, and saw Ye Futian coming with endless power, and his eyes suddenly focused. After a moment, the eyes of the demon cat behind him became even more demonic.
The extremely violent golden spiritual energy turned into a huge sword. Mu Yunxuan's eyes glowed with a terrifying golden light, and he shouted angrily: "Kill."
As soon as the words fell, the golden giant sword struck towards the void, intending to crush the void.
"Bang..." There was a loud noise, the stick and the sword collided together, and the golden sword that was flying into the void was shattered directly. An extremely violent force knocked Mu Yunxuan's body back, but Ye Futian's attack It was also blocked and stopped in the void.
However, that power is still there.
The golden wings flashed, Ye Futian's body whirled, and suddenly, the momentum climbed again, surpassing before.
Feeling this scene, Mu Yunxuan's expression changed again. He stretched out his hands, and the endless golden storm swept over, turning into an extremely bright golden pattern, blocking him in front of him. At the same time, the endless golden threads cut through the space and continued to kill. Xiang Ye Futian, attacking and defending together.
Ye Futian's expression was as indifferent as ever, his wings flickered, his body whirled, his steps stepped forward into the void, and then turned into lightning, killing Mu Yunxuan again, with thousands of threads wrapped around the magic to kill, but something seemed to appear around Ye Futian. A layer of golden light curtain, airtight.
Finally, Ye Futian's body descended, and the second of Tianxing's nine strikes came out, sweeping away everything.
"boom!"
The golden pattern exploded directly, and an unparalleled force hit Mu Yunxuan's body, causing his body to slide back uncontrollably.
At this moment, everyone's eyes changed, revealing expressions of shock.
What kind of martial arts combat skill is this? It simply ignores everything and sweeps the world. Like a stick coming out, all enemies in front of it will be wiped out and eliminated, and no one will be allowed to exist.
At this moment, Ye Futian truly transformed into the young god of war. The golden storm blowing around his body was frightening. Not only did the momentum not weaken after the first two blows, it continued to rise and become stronger.
Feeling the violent power gathered in Ye Futian at this moment, the faces of everyone in Ziwei Palace changed and they were no longer confident. Even Han Mo's face became a little embarrassed.
Ye Futian's second stick was obviously stronger than the first, and it was still gaining momentum. If there was another stronger stick, Mu Yunxuan would not be able to stop it.
"Buzz." Ye Futian, who was gathering momentum, moved forward again, and an even more terrifying power bloomed. Mu Yunxuan's face turned pale, and he shouted angrily. The endless metallic aura turned into a golden spell, and a huge ancient bell descended on him. His body was shrouded in it. This time he did not attack again, but completely chose to defend.
Ye Futian rushed over quickly, and then struck the third blow without any hesitation. When the golden stick hit the ancient bell, there seemed to be a bell ringing, followed by a shattering sound, and then, Mu Yunxuan's With screams, the stick broke through the golden bell and hit his body directly, knocking him to the ground. His body slid on the ground, blood spat out from his mouth, and there was no color on his face for an instant.
Obviously, it has lost its combat effectiveness.
"This..." Everyone was trembling in their hearts. It was too violent. The young man became furious and transformed into a young god of war. His aura was as if he would kill no matter who stood in front of him.
"So strong." At this moment, many people's blood is burning in their bodies, and this is what men should do.
At this moment, many people remembered Hua Jieyu's words. She said that Mu Yunxuan was not worthy to be compared with the person she liked. Many people questioned, are there really such outstanding people in Donghai Academy? Maybe it was because Hua Jieyu liked the other party that she said this.
But at this time, when the person Hua Jieyu liked faced Mu Yunxuan face to face, crossing the three realms and crushing each other with unstoppable power, everyone understood that Hua Jieyu's words were not exaggerated. Mu Yunxuan, whether it was Neither talent nor strength is worthy of being compared with Ye Futian.
Probably only such a peerless figure can be qualified to stand with a fairy figure like Hua Jieyu.
When Ye Futian walked towards Mu Yunxuan step by step, the expressions of many people in Ziwei Palace changed.
This battle was a life and death battle, and Mu Yunxuan agreed.
Mu Yunxuan put his hands on the ground and looked up at Ye Futian who was walking towards him. The corners of his mouth were covered with blood. He looked at Ye Futian with a ferocious look and said, "This is Ziwei Palace. Do you dare to commit murder?"
"Kneel down and apologize, I will spare your life." Ye Futian looked at Mu Yunxuan coldly.
Mu Yunxuan's expression was extremely ferocious, asking him to kneel down and apologize
"Are you presumptuous enough?" I saw Han Mo walking towards him, releasing a powerful force and looking at Ye Futian coldly.
"This is a life and death battle, senior, have you seen it?" Ye Futian raised his head and looked at Han Mo.
"This is Ziwei Palace." Han Mo said coldly. Ye Futian suddenly smiled and said sarcastically: "If Mu Yunxuan wins, you will definitely want me to die."
Han Mo didn't speak, which was natural.
When Mu Yunxuan saw his master coming forward, a cold smile flashed in his ferocious eyes: "You can't kill me, Ye Futian, do you think there will be a good ending with that bitch?"
Ye Futian looked down at him. Mu Yunxuan's smile was a little crazy. It was obvious that today's defeat had greatly stimulated him. He lowered his voice and said: "That bitch is so good-looking, she will definitely become someone else's plaything in the future. .”
"You are looking for death." Ye Futian tightened his grip on the stick with his palms slightly, and then raised his hand as if it might fall at any time.
"Teacher." Mu Yunxuan turned around and looked at Han Mo, only to see Han Mo take a step forward again and said coldly: "Ye Futian, do you want to die?"
Ye Futian reached into his arms with his left hand, took out an ancient order, and then threw it towards Han Mo.
Han Mo frowned and took it. Then his expression suddenly changed and he whispered: "Xiang ordered."
"The Prime Minister Zuo said that if you see your order, if you see him, this life and death battle will be witnessed by the Seventh Palace of Donghai Academy. Now, I will take his life." The golden stick in Ye Futian's hand fell down, and Mu Yunxuan revealed a hint of Looking at the fallen golden stick with a horrified expression, countless thoughts came to mind at this moment. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he had no chance.
"Bang..." a voice came out, and the golden stick fell and hit Mu Yunxuan on the head.
(End of chapter)