Jinpeng spreads his wings and rises in the same wind. The previous series of Ye Futian's body movements are like a divine bird roc, riding the wind, as if blending into the wind, and the arcs drawn are extremely natural.
When everyone reacted, he had already appeared on Zhuge Ling's real body. At this moment, many thunder illusions disappeared, and Ye Futian swept out of vines, instantly locking Zhuge Ling's throat and body. Living is just like the previous fight with Yannan, and it's more relaxed and natural.
"Om." The wind passed by, and Ye Futian spread his wings like a big Peng bird, taking Zhuge Ling's body to the sky, and in an instant he descended in the direction of Zhuge Xing, the vine was thrown out, and Zhuge Ling's body was upside down in an instant Smashing down towards the front, with a loud noise, Zhuge Ling's body was directly thrown out of the battlefield.
"Lost in seconds."
Many people's hearts trembled, looking at the figure spreading wings in the void, their hearts were a little uneasy. It turns out that Ye Futian didn't show his true speed before. Is this his limit speed? Like Jinpeng's body technique, Zhuge Ling is also good at it. Speed, but in front of Ye Futian, his speed did not show at all.
The golden wings trembled, and Ye Futian glided in the void, returning directly to where he was. This battle seemed to be effortless.
The void was quiet for a while, and many people felt weird. Ye Futian did not reveal the realm of a prince, so he killed an eighth-class prince of the Zhuge family in seconds. I don't know what the feelings of the Zhuge family are at this moment.
Ye Futian didn't hurt Zhuge Ling. When he got up from the ground, his whole face was pale. This battle was a battle of shame.
It was even the worst battle in his life. However, such a battle was a battle that was highly anticipated. One can imagine how he felt inside.
Looking towards the direction of the Most Sacred Dao Palace, no one looked at him. In such a humiliating battle, I am afraid that even the people of Thousand Sacred Island will not look at him, let alone the top figures, Zhuge Ling and Zhuge Ping before. Same, can't enter the Palace of the Most Holy Tao.
This time, the Patriarch is expecting them to strive to enter the Taoist Palace as much as possible. In such a situation, how can they explain to their elders
"The next battle." The old man on the ladder said indifferently. No one would imagine Zhuge Ling's mood. The winners and losers, the losers, and the people who pay attention to them are naturally less, especially if the defeat is so miserable, it is not worthy of others. Cast a look of attention.
Zhuge Ling looked sad, clenched his fists, and looked at Ye Futian. At this time, Ye Futian didn't look at him at all. He stood there quietly. After that, he could rest for a long time. Zhuge Ling challenged him in the second battle. It saves him a lot of things.
At this moment, the two figures flashed out almost at the same time, and when they landed on the battlefield, they were both stunned and looked at each other. One of them changed slightly, and the other was extremely sharp, cursing coldly, "Idiot."
The speaker is Yan Jiu of the Sword Saint Villa.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng actually advanced to this round. He came out first to avenge Yannan. At least he could choose Ye Wuchen, but the Tianjiao who happened to be on the opposite side of Zhoulu also wanted to get out first.
According to the rules, only the two of them were fighting.
"Fortunately for you." Yan Jiu gave Ye Wuchen a cold look, and then stepped out, step by step towards the middle of the battlefield. Around his body, the sword spirit was weak, and he moved forward with his body.
The Tianjiao who walked out of Zhoulu was the ninth-class prince. Because of his low realm, 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 could only fight.
Yan Jiu continued to step out, and before the person arrived, he felt a surge of sword intent coming, and the terrible will of the sword seemed to tear through his mind and body.
"roll."
Yan Jiu spoke coldly, his sword aura was like rain, covering the sky and the sun hanging down towards the opponent, the strong man gathered a tyrannical defensive force to block the sword rain, but in the sword rain, many sword auras gathered together and turned into a huge and boundless handle. Zhentian giant sword, shred everything.
The epee among the nine swords of heaven and man.
There was a crisp sound of clicking, the defense was shattered in an instant, the epee dropped down with the overwhelming sword intent, and the man yelled: "I admit defeat."
He felt that if Yan Jiu didn't stop, he would be pierced by Wan Jian, and he would undoubtedly die.
"Unlucky guy." Everyone secretly said in their hearts, they met Yan Jiu of the Sword Saint Villa, the descendants of the Sword Saint, the realm itself is two levels higher than him, and it is a top evildoer, naturally it is crushed without suspense.
In such a battle situation, the defeated naturally did not get selected to the Palace of the Holy Path. From the beginning to the present, there have been three consecutive duels, and none of the three defeated were selected.
It's cruel. These people who are out of the game have no relationship with the Most Holy Taoist Palace. In fact, there are many enchanting-level characters who entered Thousand Holy Island before, but they know the cruelty of today's battle, and they are most likely to encounter top-level characters. At least the eighth-class princes would be more confident to participate in today's battle.
"Jieyu, Wuchen, you try to play as early as possible, don't drag behind." Ye Futian said to Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen Voice Transmission. In this situation, the top figures can calm down, and the lower the realm. Some people are more likely to take the initiative in the early stage. Therefore, Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen take the initiative to walk out. The worst case is to walk out at the same time as others, and the probability of encountering top characters 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-class prince with extraordinary strength. In the battle, in the end, Ye Wuchen defeated his opponent by integrating the Sky Eye Sword Art into the Ten Thousand Sword Attack, and was qualified to advance to the next round. The person he defeated was actually not weak, and it could even be said to be quite powerful. To be powerful, but still not favored by the great figures of the Most Sacred Dao Palace, after all, his realm was higher than Ye Wuchen and he was defeated.
When Hua Jieyu walked out, no one came out with her at the same time. She picked one of the few ninth-class princes. Now in the entire battlefield, the number of ninth-class princes is decreasing.
In the battle of the same realm, Hua Jieyu naturally defeated the opponent without any suspense. Shennian Master has the reputation of the ultimate mage, and it is by no means a false name.
As the battle continued to erupt, there was finally an unexpected duel between the strong and the strong, and the unsightly challenged also appeared. They broke out with extremely amazing strength, and more and more people were out of the game. In this first round, few people were the most holy. Dao Gong’s big shots are being selected.
In the previous examinations of the Most Holy Dao Palace, the big figures were selected from the last 100 people. At the beginning of the battle, there were 160 people. Even if one round goes on, there are still 80 people left, so everyone is not. Unexpectedly, even if none of the 80 outs were selected, there was nothing fuss about.
Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi also defeated their opponents. To Ye Futian's surprise, the guy Zui Qianshou seemed to beat his opponents every time, as did the previous battle, and none of them were out in this round.
After one round, the lineup of one hundred and sixty people, only eighty people remained on the battlefield, and six of them were selected by the great figures of the Most Holy Taoist Palace, all of whom were defeated in the strong dialogue.
"I have already fought for a round, and I will give you a stick of incense time to adjust on the spot." The elder on the ladder said, many people sat cross-legged, and some closed their eyes to rest. Excluding it again, there are not many weak people 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, and one holy road represents one direction. What does it mean to have an average of nine people
The person who stands out is the most enchanting existence on this holy road.
There are nine sacred roads, and Chen Lu seems to have more people walking out, which makes many people show a different color. Chen Lu is not the most favored sacred road, and there are more than ten people still there. Ye Futian and his group, Seven of them stayed on the battlefield.
"After this round of outbreak is over, the weaker people will probably all be out of the game, and those who remain will be the top fighters." Someone said, if this round is over, there will be only forty people left. The forty people selected from the nine holy roads in Huangzhou can imagine how strong their combat effectiveness is.
"At this moment, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen and the others are still weaker on the battlefield. This round, I am afraid that they should all be out of the game." People from the outside commented.
Many people nodded and agreed. Before, Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen and the others showed very strong combat effectiveness, but the strength is relative. There are still few people left, even the eighth-class princes. Most They are all seventh-class princes, and the realm gap is becoming more and more difficult to overcome.
Before, Ye Futian faced Zhuge Ling, but next he might have to face the characters Zhugexing, Xie Ji, and Yan Jiu.
too difficult.
"Chu Chang." At this time, on the battlefield, the mortal sage Bingyi said to Chu Chang's voice transmission. Chu Chang's beautiful eyes looked at Bingyi, only to hear Bingyi continue to transmit voice to her: "The next battle, There are many possibilities in the battlefield that are better than you. It is difficult to move forward. If you try to fight for the initiative, choose an opponent from Ye Futian and his party, and the odds of winning will be greater."
Today's battlefield, with a glance, almost no weak people can be seen, only Ye Futian and the others, the realm is the lowest.
Chu Chang looked at Ye Futian and the others. Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were still in the heavens. Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen were ninth-class princes, and they were indeed the most promising opponents on the battlefield.
It's just that the speed of Ye Futian in the battle just now made her remember. Will he create surprises again
Ye Futian was closing his eyes and practicing, as if he felt something. He opened his eyes and saw many eyes walking around him. He immediately understood what was wrong.
In the current situation on the battlefield, everyone regards him and Yu Sheng and others as the easiest to pinch, so these people are thinking, pick themselves as their opponents
Well, wait and see.
"The time is up." At this time, the voice of the old man above the ladder came out again!