Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and felt the dark and thunderous light. He calmly said, "The realm is not enough."
Ye Futian glanced at him calmly, and a wave of power came out of his body, and it swept out in an instant. The light above his body flowed like a piece of flawless beautiful jade, with no lack of Taoism and perfection.
After the idol tribe retreats to practice, they have no time to go out of the mountain.
Zijun and other experts gave Ye Futian a surprised look. His pupils shrank slightly. This guy had hidden his cultivation base, and they had gone away and didn't see it.
Such a young immaculate realm, his talent must also be extremely extraordinary, and he seems to be a swordsman, but he also practices thunder and has the way of death.
Obviously, he is good at multiple methods and comprehends multiple ways.
Zhang Changqing felt the majesty of Ye Futian. This person should have entered the Immaculate Holy Realm not long ago, and his aura is not so strong, however, he is sharp and sharp.
He raised his palm, and there was a faint sound of terrifying thunder in the palm of his palm. With his steps forward, he raised his palm and moved towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian also raised his hand, his palms collided with each other, and the palms of the two people showed terrible thunder currents, which compressed the attack to the limit, forming an extremely terrifying force between the palms of the two, which controlled the power to the extreme. It's very difficult in a small area. Compressing the powerful Dao law to the extreme, how terrible is its destructive power.
When the surrounding Zi Mingzong experts saw their movements release their breath, they isolated this side, only to see that the robes on the two of them had no wind automatically.
"Cough..." There was blood flowing from the corner of Zhang Changqing's mouth. His internal organs vibrated violently, and a dull sound came out. He stepped back continuously and glanced at his palm. It turned into a burnt black color, and the meaning of death was entangled. .
Looking at Ye Futian again, his expression was as usual, without any waves.
This shocked the hearts of the people around Zi Mingzong, this sword seven is so strong
Zijun's expression also changed. The first genius of Zi Mingzong, Zhang Changqing, whom she has always respected so much, was Lei Fa actually crushed
"Did you see it?" Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing and said: "The world is so big, many unknown practitioners are not necessarily weak. Zixiao Tiangong summons the heavenly cultivators to come, presumably you have also seen some evildoers these days. The character, you want to move forward, I am afraid it will be difficult."
Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian with a gloomy expression, and said, "Do you want to enter the Purple Heaven Palace?"
Ye Futian didn't answer him, looking at the high place in front of him, where big figures were sitting there, high above, overlooking the scenery below.
Seeing Ye Futian's expression, Zhang Changqing seemed to have a heart like a mirror, who would not yearn for Zixiao Tiangong for the people who practice thunder-faith in the world
Lei Fa in the world, out of heaven.
This time, it was an extremely rare opportunity to be able to release oneself to show strength, and to get the attention of Zixiao Heavenly Palace.
It is normal for hermit characters like Jian Qi to come.
"You are participating in the name of Zi Mingzong, I will go and ask the teacher to see if you can make an exception and let you replace me." Zhang Changqing said to Ye Futian.
Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing, no expression could be seen in the deep pupils, and he whispered: "Okay."
It seems that this Evergreen can be considered self-aware.
In this way, his purpose of walking with Zi Mingzong was also achieved.
"Evergreen." A Nirvana figure of the Purple Underworld Sect shouted to Zhang Changqing. This opportunity is rare in a lifetime. Even if he is injured, Zhang Changqing can still fight. This is a chance to enter the Purple Heaven Palace. It would be a pity to give up like this. Up.
"He was right. I am afraid that it will be difficult to perform in the next battle. Instead of entering the Purple Heaven Palace in this way, it is better to abdicate and let the virtuous." Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and said, "I hope you don't let me down."
After that, Zhang Changqing turned and left.
Today’s battle is in the late stage, and there are not many duels, and the opponents he may face next are several people he is familiar with. Other forces from the eight thunderfa sects, he has the strength to those few people. I understand better that he was not very sure in his heyday, and now he is traumatized and harder to overcome.
If he were to arrange the battle, in the next round of battle, the Zixiao Heavenly Palace would most likely arrange a top figure who was also the Thunder Fa sect force. If he was defeated, he might not be able to enter the Zixiao Heavenly Palace, and, Also lost the face of Zi Mingzong.
Looking at the big event this time, it was a meeting of the pinnacle forces in the heavenly world, but in terms of their eight orthodox forces, it was actually a competition.
Ye Futian stood there quietly, looking at the major thunder road platforms.
The undercurrent of the Tianyu world is surging, and the top figures between the human practitioners and the demon world gradually come out, there is a faint meaning of fighting for the front. misfortune.
Before the incident arrives, he must have a place among the top figures.
Only in this way can some forces be affected.
"Why didn't you enter the Purple Underworld Sect in the first place?" Zijun asked Ye Futian. He said that he had been to the sacred mountain, and now he has shown such an extraordinary talent, why didn't he enter the Purple Underworld Sect in the first place
"Why should I enter?" Ye Futian asked back, Zi Jun's expression stagnated, and he couldn't refute it.
Brother Changqing is willing to abdicate, what can she say
Ye Futian turned his eyes and didn't look at her. After a while, Zhang Changqing came back and said: "Master has agreed to the proposal, but it's not known whether it will succeed or not. Be quiet and wait for news."
At this time, Ye Futian clearly felt that someone was looking at him, and when he turned his eyes, he saw that on the high platform in front, a figure's eyes directly penetrated the space and fell on him. That person was the Purple Underworld Emperor.
"It's not a big problem for you to fight, but if you have the strength, you can perform well." Zi Minghuang said, he is not worried about Ye Futian's conspiracy. Even if he is talented, he is only a person of holy realm. How dare to calculate Emperor
Where did he think that someone would dare to do this.
At this time, on the thunder road platform in front, an old man opened his mouth and said: "Sill God Mountain King Xiao, Zi Mingzong Zhang Changqing was injured and gave up the qualification to fight, let his Zi Mingzong fellow disciple Jian Qi replace."
"Replacement?"
Many people showed a strange color, Wang Xiao said to Zhang Changqing, these two are the representatives of the eight orthodox forces of Thunder Law.
Wang Xiao is the most outstanding disciple of God Slaughter Mountain. The road of Slaughter Gods and Thunder is extremely tyrannical, while Zhang Changqing is the enchanting figure of Zi Mingzong.
Now, Zhang Changqing actually gave up fighting and let a disciple of Zi Mingzong who had never heard of it to fight.
Is this, Zhang Changqing flinched
Perhaps, he was indeed injured, knowing that it is difficult for him to continue, so he gave up.
Zhang Changqing gave up, which meant the Zi Mingzong gave up. This Sword Seven was probably just the Zi Mingzong sent to make up the number, to resolve the embarrassment of Zhang Changqing not going to fight.
Many disciples of Slaughter Mountain looked at the Thunder Dao platform, and even the Lord Slaughter Mountain looked at it at this time, and said to the Emperor Zi Ming beside him: "Zhang Changqing just came to you, did you give up?"
"Zhang Changqing was hurt a bit before, but it's the same if you change another person." Zi Ming said the emperor.
"It's just this sword seven. I don't seem to have heard of it. Was Zi Mingzong sent to make up the number?" The Lord Slaughter Mountain said again.
"Just look at it." Zi Minghuang's expression remained as usual, only to see that on the huge thunder platform, Wang Xiao was full of domineering demon thunder flowing all over his body, causing violent violent formation on the battle platform blocked by the formation. The raging thunderstorm is very terrifying.
Ye Futian also stepped on the Thunder Road Platform. Among the crowd, some people looked at Ye Futian.
"Zhang Changqing still has the power to fight. Since he has given up, he will simply abstain from the fight. Why should you let you come and waste your time." Wang Xiao looked at Ye Futian and said, as a series of dark demon thunder blasted down on Ye Futian's body. Around Ye Futian, a terrible destruction thunder field formed around Ye Futian's body.
Ye Futian drew his sword, the sword came out, and the light of thunder shone in the sky.
"Bang." As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, Ye Futian's two-handed swords suddenly surrounded him with heavy and pitch-black swords of death and lightning, and waves of magical lightning came from the sky, making a violent roar.
"Boom..."
Demon thunder entered the body, wandering on Ye Futian's body, making a thunderous sound, but did not directly threaten him.
The sword crossed the sky, and Ten Thousand Tribulations were introduced into the sword. Thunder light in the sky, stinging people's eyes, countless swords Yukong, flowing around Ye Futian's body, each sword is flowing with a terrible air of death.
Wang Xiao seemed to feel a slight threat, his body fluttered, and he controlled the thunder method to fall from the sky, and a horror demon thunder blasted down, smashing people's spiritual will power.
Ye Futian waved his palm towards the sky, the sword slashed out, and the magic thunder was actually split from the middle.
The light of thunder was cut off from the middle. This is the way of space.
"go with."
Ye Futian spit out a word, and suddenly ten thousand swords came out, killing Wang Xiao.
"Boom." Wang Xiao's whole body was radiant, as if he was wearing a pitch-black demon thunder armor, his fists pierced the sky, he was extremely domineering, the void seemed to collapse and burst, and a sword was directly destroyed.
However, the endless sword intent walked above the void, cutting down continuously, Wang Xiao shouted, and behind him a phantom of the Thunder God of War appeared, raising his hands to attack the void.
The sword flowing around his body was not exhausted, and the meaning of death enveloped the world. There was no vitality in this void, and Wang Xiao's face gradually darkened and he was extremely uncomfortable.
He stepped on the void, and his body rose into the sky, trying to get out of this space.
Ye Futian stretched out his hand across the air, and the sword wandering around his body seemed to contain the rules of the avenue, and a handle shot down.
"Boom boom boom!" There was a continuous burst of sound. One sword was more powerful than one sword. Wang Xiao seemed to be trapped in the sword map, but it was difficult to kill it.
"There..." Many people exclaimed and looked at the battle between Ye Futian and Wang Xiao, their hearts trembling.
Didn't Zhang Changqing give up on the first day of Zi Mingzong
How come this replacement person is stronger, so that Wang Xiao has no strength to fight back!