The selection rules for the Palace of the Holy Path are very simple. Everyone who comes out will show their strength in the form of actual challenges, and use all their talents in actual combat. Regardless of victory or defeat, they have a chance to be selected, as long as they perform Excellent enough.
Everyone will try their best to show their talents and win, because if they are defeated, they will face the danger of being out if they are not favored by the sages of the Holy Path. The winner, even if not selected, can still continue. The fight goes on.
Zhugeping, who was the first to fight, was very unfortunately underestimated and defeated, and the Holy Tao Palace did not give him a second chance to fight. It can be said that the ending is very tragic. After all, Zhugeping is a genius descendant of the Zhuge family. It's not easy to get to this point, Zhuge's family, there are only three people left.
"The second battle, who will come?" The strong man in the Most Holy Taoist Palace continued, the atmosphere in the battlefield became more serious. With lessons learned, everyone dare not to underestimate the enemy anymore. Now they are far away from entering the Most Holy Taoist Palace. One step away.
"I." A low voice came out, and then everyone saw a figure walking out, and seeing this person appear, many people showed a strange look.
How could he walk out so quickly
Sacred Fire, Evil Silence.
Xie Ji is the most outstanding disciple of the Holy Fire Sect of this generation. He is even higher and stronger than Duao. His cultivation has reached the top of the seventh-class princes. If he goes to war, except for the top evil, who can deal with it? Come on
However, there are many people on the battlefield, and everyone does not think Xie Ji will choose herself as his opponent.
Xie Ji turned his eyes and landed in one direction. Suddenly many people showed a weird look. Then they saw Xie Ji's finger pointing at Ye Futian and said: "You."
This…
Many people feel very weird, evil loneliness, holy fire teaches evildoers, the prince of heaven, the seventh-class princes, he is going to challenge a heaven, this is really a bit bullying.
Obviously, Xie Ji's battle was purely to avenge Duao, not to be selected by the Most Sacred Dao Palace.
"That's okay?" Yi Xiaoshi narrowed his eyes, looked up in the direction of the Supreme Dao Palace, and said, "Can I replace it?"
"No." The strongest man in the Holy Dao Palace said: "This is the rule of the selection battle. You can choose your opponent at will. Of course, he can admit defeat. After all, he is just the person being challenged. This selection is not the object of him."
Ye Futian belongs to the challenged, even if it is defeated, it does not matter. Later, he will have the opportunity to actively challenge others to show himself.
Otherwise, passive challenge is also considered, if you encounter a powerful person, it is very unfair to the low-level person.
But even so, Xie Ji's identity and realm are a bit bullying. Generally speaking, he disdains to do so, but it is understandable that Diao was killed.
"Don't go." Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian, and Yi Xiaoshi and the others shook their heads at Ye Futian.
"It's okay to feel it." Ye Futian smiled and walked towards the center of the battlefield.
Xie Ji should belong to the top level of combat power in the battlefield. He wants to try how strong he is. The previous battles used magical weapons to destroy the sky. Now, there are no magical weapons, no imperial intent, and seventh-class princes. The realm of Xie Ji is higher than his three realms, and the opponent is also a top fighter in the seventh-class princes, this gap is indeed a bit big.
But now that you have come to this battlefield, you have to face it after all, so feel it in advance.
"The Holy Fire teaches Xie Ji, the seventh-class prince." Xie Ji stared at Ye Futian with a slightly cold expression.
"Please." Ye Futian's previous battles had already been reported to the realm of names, so he did not repeat them.
The word please fell, a dark fire appeared in Evil Silence’s eyes, and the terrifying prince’s will rushed directly into his mind. In an instant, Ye Futian felt like a terrible dark fire in his spiritual will. The lotus appeared, swelling and growing, and came under pressure, as if to swallow his spiritual will and burn it away.
The same is the will of the prince, but the realm of Xie Ji is much higher than him, and the will is naturally much stronger. A wonderful brilliance was born in Ye Futian's spiritual will, which is like the brilliance of stars, holy, and enveloping his spiritual will not to be corroded.
"Om." A terrifying dark fire lotus seemed to burn directly in Ye Futian's mind, overbearing, to directly burn his spiritual will, which has exceeded the level of the coercive will of the princes.
Xie Ji, he is a spiritual fate mage.
Flame is just one of his abilities. Only a spiritual mage can do not only use the will of the princes to coerce, but even directly attack the spiritual power.
The sacred star brilliance envelops the spiritual will, allowing the dark lotus to swallow it, and the defense is unbreakable. This is the core holy meaning of the martial arts battlefield. The three holy lights are born from it and can be controlled by it. Therefore, Yanyang Academy and The two deans of Haoyue College would be recruited and they were stolen by him.
Xie Jing directly launched the attack with his spiritual will, which was aimed at killing him.
Seeing that the spiritual will has not been able to destroy Ye Futian, Xie Ji controls the aura of the flames between heaven and earth. In an instant, wisps of dark fire appeared around Ye Futian's body, which turned into many dark lotus, and every dark lotus contained it. Terrible destructive power.
If the spirit destiny mage releases spells, the speed and power will be a bit stronger.
These dark lotuses revolved around Ye Futian's body, an extremely fiery dark flame of destruction engulfed the space where Ye Futian was, the ice will was born, and there seemed to be hoarfrost around Ye Futian's body. Under the hot flame, there was a sneer sound, and it was directly steamed to dryness. This is the crushing of the realm.
"Why are you still fighting?" Outside, Li Qingyi, Qin Yin, and Lou Lanxue were all there. Although they were not able to stay, they were naturally very concerned and a little nervous when they saw Ye Futian's battle.
At this moment, a terrible meteorite storm appeared around Ye Futian's body, transforming into a body of stars, resisting the terrible fiery fire.
The crazily rotating dark lotus suddenly turned into a huge dark lotus, which directly enveloped Ye Futian's body. The meteorite storm was directly swallowed, and many meteorites were burning and disappeared.
"Burn." Xie Ji exhaled a cold voice, and the dark fire lotus swallowed everything. Ye Futian's body rushed into the void like a bolt of lightning, and the dark lotus closed, trying to burn him directly in it.
Golden lightning flashed across the void, and Ye Futian rushed out directly, wearing a golden armor bathing in the radiance of stars, there seemed to be flames flowing around him, a terrifying air current burst, and the flames dissipated.
"Unexpectedly, they weren't burned to death." Many people looked at Ye Futian, defensively.
Xie Ji raised his head to look at Ye Futian, his palm stretched out again, but he saw Ye Futian smile and said: "I have learned, I surrender."
Having said that, he backed up, withdrew directly from the battlefield, and returned to his position.
Xie Ji glanced at Ye Futian indifferently. Although the fighting time was very short, he felt that Ye Futian was not simple. Whether it was mental strength or physical defense, it far surpassed the level of the heavenly realm, even the eighth-class princes were like him. Under the attack, let’s burn and kill.
Zhuge Xing looked at all this indifferently. The reason why he didn't make a move was because he expected that Ye Futian could surrender directly, and his move was meaningless.
Yan Jiu, Bingyi, Chu Chang, and many people in Nan Tianfu paid attention to this battle.
"Without the magic weapon, it seems that I still can't go too far." Bing Yi looked at Ye Futian, the magic weapon in Ye Futian's hand seemed extremely difficult.
"Xie Ji, are you willing to enter a certain island in Thousand Sacred Island to practice?" A voice came from the ladder, and Xie Ji looked over there and said, "I don't want to."
"Then go down first." The person said lightly, even if it was only fighting Ye Futian, it was obvious that someone in Thousand Saint Island was willing to accept Xie Ji, but Xie Ji refused. This was also expected.
On the core island of the Most Holy Dao Palace, only disciples will be selected among the last hundred people left.
Those top figures, it is impossible to choose a certain mountain island in Thousand Holy Island to practice in front, they will appear among the last hundred people.
"The next one." The strongest man in the Holy Dao Palace said.
After that, some people stepped out to challenge their opponents, some were selected to enter the Palace of the Holy Path, and some people with poor performance were out.
Of course, there are still a small number of people who refuse the invitation to enter Thousand Sacred Island and want to stay on the battlefield. The goal is self-evident.
As the battle broke out, some extremely outstanding top evildoers also took action. When the royal family’s Huangjiuge walked out, he challenged a seventh-class prince at will, blasted out with one punch, and the emperor’s aura transformed into a real dragon. Extremely, directly crush the opponent.
When Xu Que of Tingxue Tower made his move, he was murderous. He cut out his palm and a blood stain appeared on his opponent's neck. If it weren't for Xu Que's mercy under the battlefield at the foot of the Most Sacred Dao Palace, this cut would have been killed.
Zhuge Xing also took action, he just raised his hand with a finger, Lei Ting pierced through the void, the robbery finger came, and the opponent fell directly on the ground.
When Bai Ze took the shot in Baiyun City, many people did not see how he shot it, and the opponent fell.
Chi Meng of the Demon God Clan stood there, his domineering body was unshakable, and he raised his hand to lift the opposing hand directly, like a domineering demon god.
There are also top enchanting figures from all sides, stepping out one after another, erupting terrible combat power, and the only people left are all elite figures, but those top enchanting figures seem to be another level, crushing everything.
Without exception, they all refused to enter Thousand Holy Island. Their stage will be at the end.
Many people expect that when those people collide, what a brilliant battle will erupt.
The night at the foot of the Holy Path Palace is just like the daytime, when a strong person casts a false day directly with spells, making this battlefield no night.
No one is tired, even those who watch the game.
Hundreds of powerhouses stepped out one after another, and many Tianjiao figures emerged, and those big figures watched every duel with great interest.
"This battlefield still belongs to those people after all. It seems that I can't see the picture you portrayed." Zhuge Canyang glanced at the quiet Ye Futian and his party. There are too many excellent people, and he also believes in Zhuge Mingyue. In his eyes, if Ye Futian is a seventh-class prince, he can stand in the center of the stage, but the heaven is too weak.
He couldn't even fight against top figures.
Not only Zhuge Sun, but many people feel that as the fighting broke out, the attention to Ye Futian became less and less, and this battlefield did not belong to him.
At this time, another strong man walked out, and many people cast their eyes. Some people in the crowd said, "It is Yannan from the Sword Saint Villa. His kendo talent is very strong, not much weaker than Yan Jiu, and his position in the Sword Saint Villa is extremely high. Extraordinary, very strong."
Many people cast their attention, and everyone who remains on the battlefield today is a arrogant one.
Yan Nan walked to the center of the battlefield. He looked at Ye Futian and the others. He was there before Ye Futian robbed them of their ruins. He naturally remembered the debt, but he did not challenge Ye Futian, the realm of heaven, and Ye Futian. Futian may also admit defeat, boring.
"You, come out." Yan Nan's gaze fell on Ye Wuchen, who was also a sword repairer, and had inherited the remains of their Feijian City.