Above Ye Futian’s head, the celestial splendor of the Lingxiao Tower swept down, and the void made a roaring sound, oppressing the space where Ye Futian was. A round of phantoms of the God Tower continued to sweep down, covering the space where Ye Futian was. The branches, leaves, vines and vines of the Lingxiao Tower were directly wiped out.
The divine splendor is spreading, and the Lingxiao Tower is getting closer and closer, like a towering temple falling from above Ye Futian's head, Ye Futian turns into a sacred tree, the branches and leaves are madly rolling, and the super sword intent is condensed. Infinite Divine Swords gathered, and a huge and incomparable divine sword appeared in front of Ye Futian.
The infinite sword intent is still blending into the divine sword, the sword light is bright and flawless.
Ye Futian pointed his finger towards the sky, and suddenly the divine sword pierced upwards, and directly collided with the High Tower. A sword river appeared between the swords of Ye Futian and the High Tower. In this sword river, there is an infinite sword intent that blends into the gods. Among the swords, a splendid sword curtain was intertwined in the land of collision, radiating toward the surroundings.
Ling He, who was walking in the void, glanced over there. With a move of his mind, he controlled the great wheel of the Great Dao. The Lingxiao Pagoda continued to rotate, and the pagoda's divine brilliance sprinkled from top to bottom. A dull sound came out, and the sky seemed to be violent. After shaking, the surrounding pagodas appeared, and they were suppressed at the same time. The vast world was all in the realm of the gods.
Ye Futian's body also seemed to tremble, the divine sword trembled, and the sword curtain fluctuated, but it did not break. The crowd found that the Lingxiao Tower was shaking and rotating on itself, causing a wonderful rhythm between the heavens and the earth, suppressing and shattering the void. , If the cultivation base is not strong enough, this artistic conception can directly smash the opponent, destroy the god wheel, and shatter the internal organs.
The branches and leaves of the gods surging crazily, the extremely thick branches and leaves are like ten thousand years of vines, winding around the sword curtain, spreading more and more, covering all the space from the surrounding area, and at the same time constantly Roll towards the god tower between the surrounding sky and the earth.
At this moment, Ye Futian is like the ten thousand year tree god, gestating life.
"Whose avenue field will be stronger?" More and more people noticed the battlefield of the two of them. Both of them are very strong, far better than those of the same realm, especially Ye Futian, which is a bit surprising.
After all, Ling He, the young palace lord of the Lingxiao Palace, has been famous for a long time, and he is the successor of the giant-level power, but Ye Futian is a figure born not long ago. Although there has been a brilliant battle, after all, no one has seen him with his own eyes. Fighting with Yan Dongyang, so most people are holding a wait-and-see attitude, and now it seems that there are no vain people under the reputation, and they are very strong.
However, his sacred tree and kendo sacred wheel are used to resist the suppression of the Lingxiao Tower, how to deal with the attack from the Linghe deity
I am afraid that Ye Futian will still be at a disadvantage and it will be very dangerous.
The fighting spirit on Ling He, who walked towards Ye Futian step by step, became stronger and stronger, and an astonishing turbulence had formed around him. His golden eyes were staring at Ye Futian. At this moment, those eyes were deep. , With a sense of coldness.
Ye Futian is good at swords. The sword is used to resist the High Peak Tower. How to deal with his gun
The golden sharp gun in his hand swallowed out terrifying spear lights. As he approached Ye Futian, his arm moved backward, and his body was centered on him. Numerous spear shadows appeared in the surrounding world.
Before the gun was released, an astonishing spear intent erupted and turned into a golden beam of light to shoot straight at Ye Futian, but Ling He naturally understood that it was impossible to injure Ye Futian by his spear intent, but he wanted to pick him up. It's not that easy.
"Brother Ye, be careful." Ling He's forward footsteps stopped at this moment, and the people stopped, but the momentum rose to the limit, and the golden divine brilliance diffused from him, wearing a golden battle shirt. For a moment, he is like a god of war.
"Ling Xiao Palace’s Lingxi Spear, be careful." A voice passed into Ye Futian’s eardrums, reminding him that this voice was the voice of Lei Cha Tianzun. At this time, Ye Futian was in a somewhat unfavorable situation, and Ling Xi Marksmanship moved the East China Region, and the Palace Master of the High Heaven Palace had few rivals in the East China Region with the Lingxiao Tower and Lingxi Spear. His strength was super strong. If Ye Futian was careless, he might be killed by a single shot.
"Thank you senior for reminding." Ye Futian responded, making Lei Chi Tianzun show a strange color, looking at the trapped Ye Futian from a distance, this guy still has the mind to respond to him, it seems that there is more power
Maybe everyone underestimated him
Wait and see.
Everyone was staring at Ling He, the Lingxi Spear was swift and invincible, and the battle would often be ended in an instant. The Lingxiao Tower suppressed, the Lingxi Spear Technique, the dual powers complemented each other, and they were all unprofitable.
This time, dealing with this famous descendant of Dongxian Island, there shouldn't be much suspense.
At this moment, countless illusory figures and infinite gun shadows appeared between the heaven and the earth, and Ling He's body moved.
The crowd only saw a spear light, and a golden spear shadow appeared between him and Ye Futian. There was only an afterimage left where he was.
Lingxi spear, shocked by one shot, all gods and ghosts are wiped out.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the Lingxi spear stabbed an extremely hard object, and the terrifying golden divine glory bloomed in front of Ye Futian. At this moment, Ye Futian was wrapped in a boundless huge idol, and the violent sound of elephants was transmitted. Out, there were two hands holding the smashed guns.
"God Wheel!"
Everyone was slightly surprised when they saw this scene, Ye Futian's another avenue god wheel, a towering idol.
Ling He glanced at Ye Futian indifferently, and a shrill sound came out, and the overwhelming golden divine splendor erupted from him, and the sharp spear continued to move forward and pierced into the body of the idol. The sound was particularly harsh, and it was about to break open. Ye Futian's avenue god wheel.
However, at this moment, Ling He saw a pair of extremely terrifying eyes, and an extreme chill rushed directly into his eye pupils, desiring to freeze the soul. At the same time, his body also felt chill, very cold. , Cold into the bone marrow.
Everyone was shocked to discover that the sacred tree domain had already enveloped the world, and an extreme frost airflow enveloped this domain. At this time, everything erupted, the extreme cold, and everything would be frozen and turned into absolutes. Zero degrees.
Ling He felt that even his spear, his body, and blood would be frozen, everything seemed to become slow, his heart was beating, how could this be
What is this ability.
Ye Futian, has been here waiting for him to take this shot
Using the divine sword to resist the Lingxiao Tower, as if trying his best, just to wait for him to kill him close
At this moment, Ye Futian's eyes were extremely cold, with a bit of icy killing intent. He stared at Ling Xiao and let out a loud roar. Accompanied by the Dao Sanskrit sound, this space was enveloped by a wave of Buddhism sound, the law of Vajrayana, so close The distance, shock and kill the soul.
Ling He only felt the divine soul tremble. He had suffered the invasion of the power of the Taiyin and the invasion of the Vajra Volunteer Law. He felt that the divine soul was about to collapse and shattered, and the whole person was a little unconscious.
This heavy attack was like a trap, waiting for him to break in and throw himself into the net.
The people outside were also shocked by this sudden scene. The continuous burst of multiple abilities in a short moment was unprepared. Everyone thought it would be Ling He suppressing Ye Futian, but they did not expect that the situation would happen directly between the lightning and the fire. After an astonishing reversal, Ye Futian seemed to be there waiting for Ling He.
"His ability is so strong, many kinds of avenues..." Someone was amazed and quite shocked. It was rumored that Ye Futian defeated Yan Dongyang by the sword. The world thought that Ye Futian was best at kendo, but he did not expect that he was good at multiple dao.
Ye Futian stared at Ling He, and the killing intent in his pupils made no secret of it.
At this moment, Ye Futian raised his palm and slammed forward, like a sound shook the sky, the huge palm slapped down, Ling He sensed a strong crisis, and his body erupted with golden glory. Countless illusory figures appeared.
"Om..." The spear in his hand also burst out with astonishing light, as if countless phantoms shot out their guns at the same time, and they could continue to fight.
There was a violent and violent sound, Ling He moved, the overwhelming fighting intent on his body made him break free from the chill, and it seemed that infinite spear shadows erupted from his body, and the Lingxiao Tower above also released the strongest pressure.
When the gun shadow swept past, his body moved and wanted to evacuate this space, but the chill affected his speed. Countless branches and leaves rolled over here. The avenue field closed the space, and Ye Futian pointed his finger forward. The great sword intent came out, annihilating the space.
"open!"
Ling He shouted loudly, and the Lingxi spear was as fast as lightning, breaking through the avenue area and rushing out. The next moment, his body flew back, covered in blood, there seemed to be sword marks on his body, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"Om!"
Ye Futian's figure was killed directly, Ling He saw his figure like lightning, a terrible light appeared in the sky, the Lingxi spear was as fast as thunder, and it collided with the sword that Ye Futian killed, and his body was shaken out again, and he stretched out his hand. With a catch, the sharp spear flew back.
"Okay." Ye Futian still wanted to move forward, but suddenly a few people appeared in front of him. As the voice fell, they directly raised their hands and attacked, and the phantom of the terrorist pagoda appeared, suppressing Fangtian.
With a loud bang, Ye Futian's body was shocked and flew back. The people who shot were two high-ranking emperors.
Ye Futian stopped and didn’t move forward. Although Ling He was despicable, his strength was indeed very strong, and there were people from the Lingxiao Palace. He wanted to kill Ling He was not realistic, but his heart The anger was still burning and could not be calmed down.
"Awesome." Ye Futian glanced at the strong man in the Lingxiao Palace and said coldly. The people in the Lingxiao Palace felt dull on their faces, and Ling He's eyes were gloomy, making it hard to see the extreme.
In this battle, he was defeated unexpectedly, with an extremely gorgeous killing, an astonishing blow, everything was so perfect, I thought it would be a crushing battle without suspense, but the ending seemed like an idea, the white-haired man The emperor, with an absolutely strong posture, suddenly counterattacked, killing him by surprise.
He Linghe was defeated by a practitioner who was not as good as him. This was a great blow to him!