Bing Yi looked stunned, ugly
As one of the three saints in the world, no one has ever used the word ugly to describe her.
Ye Futian was very unruly no matter what she did or talked, maybe this is the reason why she has prejudice against him.
Without saying more, an extremely cold breath emerged in the vast battlefield. That chill was the cold that could freeze into the bone marrow. Ye Futian shuddered involuntarily. His blood seemed to stop flowing, in his mind. , There was a terrible icy will attack, he seemed to see the endless white frost, and wanted to bury him little by little.
Although Bing Yi is proud and self-righteous, as one of the three saints in the world, her strength is undoubtedly powerful.
A flame ignited on Ye Futian, and a round of sun appeared. The extremely hot flame expelled the chill. However, the cold air seemed to freeze and extinguish the flame. The aquamarine brilliance shone, and the flames burning on Ye Futian looked like blue. The green one is the will of wood in it, which is endless.
At this moment, Ye Futian appeared in a world of ice. There was no battlefield and no one else. In the endless ice world, he was the only one standing in the bathing flames, extremely lonely.
"Illusion."
A different color flashed in Ye Fu's eyes, and he instantly understood that the earthly saint Bing Yi is a spiritual destiny mage, and illusion is a spiritual spell.
"Yes, illusion." Bing Yi's figure appeared in the ice world, she was dressed in a robe of ice, holy and noble like a goddess, her cold eyes fell on Ye Futian, her palm waved, and she was instantly Suddenly, extremely terrifying ice sharp thorns appeared around Futian's body, and he stabled frantically toward the space where Ye Futian was, and directly sealed Ye Futian's body in that ice-like thorn prison. At the same time, there were terrible ice-like sharp thorns. The thorn directly pierced Ye Futian.
Ye Futian glanced at the prison of sharp thorns, seeing that endless sharp thorns were about to assassinate, he burst out with a domineering breath, the princely meaning bloomed out, the golden wings shining behind him, a horror The golden storm of man came, Ye Futian's wings trembled, and he directly cut open the enclosed void. The ice and sharp thorns from the killing were all shattered, and the prison collapsed.
Levitating in the air, Bing Yi stared at Ye Futian, and said coldly, "Prince of martial arts."
Ye Futian flapped his wings behind him, hovering in the sky above the ice world, staring at Bing Yi's figure.
"What about the martial prince, mental spells, can you break it?" Bingyi's expression remained cold, but she was only surprised that for an instant, the mage cultivated spiritual power and martial arts cultivated the flesh, even if the prince broke the realm, he might not be able to break it. His spiritual illusion, let alone martial arts.
"I really don't know where your self-confidence comes from." Ye Futian said indifferently. In his mind, the Holy Will was integrated into the spiritual power, and a terrible flame light bloomed. In an instant, his spiritual will turned into a will of fire. , Burned everything, the ice will be expelled, the frozen world melted, and soon the illusion in front of Ye Futian disappeared, his body was suspended in the air, and Bing Yi stood not far in front of him.
"What's going on?" Bing Yi looked at Ye Futian, how did the flame will be so strong just now, and instantly cracked her mental illusion.
"The martial arts prince, it turns out that his martial arts has broken the boundary." At this time, countless people's eyes fell on Ye Futian, and they felt the princely breath blooming on him at this time.
At this time, Ye Futian was bathed in an extremely terrifying aura, as if there was an imperial aura permeating his body, causing the aura of his body to continue to gather, and the spiritual auras of various attributes between heaven and earth whizzed out, forming a terrifying trend.
The wind and clouds roared between the sky and the earth, as if all the power of the vast battlefield was about to converge. Behind Ye Futian, the golden wings and big Peng wings slowly flapped. Finally, when he stepped on the ground, a terrible sound of sonic boom was born in the void. Like a space burst, thunder shining, a golden winged roc phantom appeared above the battlefield, bringing the momentum of the heavens to attack, and went straight to Bing Yi's body, faster and more rapid than before when he fought with Zhuge Ling. Strong.
"His martial arts will seems to contain a general trend, the imperial power, the coercion, can increase the strength, and he seems to be a body refiner, his body is like a big peng bird, approaching the limit." Many people thought. There was a thought that even if it was as powerful as Bingyi, it would still be very dangerous if it was approached by such a powerful martial prince.
Bing Yi's white palm stretched out, and her soft palm seemed to have a gorgeous ice scepter. Endless ice spirits were flying in the air, and a voice came out from her mouth: "Ice formation."
The moment her voice fell, the spell was born, and the ice blades that looked like ancient trees traversed the world, crisscrossing the void directly in front of Bingyi, instantly blocking the entire void, and even the terrifying ice blade directly pierced it. Ye Futian's walking body was like an incomparably huge ancient tree of ice.
Ye Futian's body did not stop in the slightest, and even became faster like lightning. An extremely sharp golden sharp meaning descended on the wings, and the extremely bright wings opened and cut forward, and the crackling sound continued. It came out that those huge ice blades were directly cut and shattered.
He is a cultivator of body refinement. The martial prince broke through the realm. What a tyrannical physique. That is the technique of body refining taught by Emperor Ye Qing, and he also assisted in practicing with the emperor's tactics. At this moment, his tyrannical physique bloomed and exploded with the will of gold. Unstoppable.
Many people showed a strange color, and Bingyi's ice spell could not stop Ye Futian from moving forward.
Ye Futian broke through too fast. Bing Yi is a mage, good at control, but not good at speed, but this time, her control spells can't stop Ye Futian, and the illusion is also invalid.
A series of incomparable mirror images appeared, and immediately surrounding the battlefield, countless mirror images appeared, all of Bing Yi's figure, like a mirror, dizzying.
But Ye Futian, who broke the barrier, rushed to one of the mirrors without hesitation. There was Bing Yi's true body. Like the two powerhouses of the Zhuge family before, the method of phantom seemed to be a display in front of Ye Futian.
"Mirror Shadow Kill."
Bing Yi spit out an extremely cold voice, and the sky was full of snow in an instant. The temperature of this space dropped to freezing point, and that mirror shadow released a terrible mirror light, illuminating Ye Futian's body.
The swooping Ye Futian was hit by a mirror light in an instant, and in an instant he felt a horrible ice invading into his body, and his blood seemed to be solidified.
Afterwards, a mirror beam of light fell on the body at the same time, and the temperature of the vast space dropped to the extreme freezing point. Everything in the world seemed to be still at this moment. Ye Futian's body was constantly slowing down. He felt that every part of his body was being Frozen, half of the blood in the body has turned into ice and snow, and the flow must be completely stopped.
"Mirror Shadow Killer, one of the world's unique knowledge, if you want to exert all its power, just one spell is enough to exhaust the spiritual power of the wizard." Many people trembled, and saw Bingyi's long hair flying up at this time. Like a sharp blade of cold ice, the surrounding world is already in the world of ice and snow, and the many mirrored shadows are still emitting terrible mirror light.
Ye Futian is strong and breaks through too fast, she must directly solve the battle with one blow.
"Cold." Ye Futian felt the extreme cold at this moment, cold into his bones, as if everything in his body had to stop working. After all, the opponent's cultivation base was higher than his two realms, and he was using extremely domineering spells. If he continues Going down, he will really be frozen.
A more terrifying aura bloomed from his body, Ye Futian seemed to be swinging a long fist, containing a wonderful rhythm, and then a more domineering imperial aura bloomed, and the flames on his body burned more vigorously.
"boom!"
Ye Futian's speed accelerated again, and the cold to the extreme mirror light continued to hit him, but he could not stop Ye Futian from moving forward.
At this time, Ye Futian stepped on the void, and came down with an unparalleled aura, appeared in front of Bingyi, Bingyi's face became pale, and the world of ice appeared in his eyes, still wanting to influence Ye Futian.
However, Ye Futian relentlessly blasted a punch through the void.
"Bang." With a loud noise, an imperial fist came and blasted Bingyi's chest, and a crisp bone cracking sound could be heard. With only one blow, Bingyi's body flew back like the wind, and then fell down. On the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood and dyed his clothes red.
Many people's gazes were frozen in there. This punch was really without mercy, and he hit it directly with a domineering punch. The breastbone did not know how much it broke. Bing Yi's hand was holding on to her chest, her face pale as paper, and she raised her head and stared at Ye. Futian.
"Satisfied?"
Ye Futian spoke indifferently, turned and walked away, as if she had never cared about her earthly saint.
Many people looked at Ye Futian, and they found that everyone seemed to underestimate Ye Futian's strength. This battle was probably the outburst of his true strength.
Bingyi, the saint in the world, is not weak, but she lost to Ye Futian, another unexpected battle.
In this way, Ye Futian already has the strength to compete with the core disciples of the major top forces, standing on this strongest stage.
Unlike Bing Yi said, Ye Futian does not belong to this battlefield.
Chu Chang's beautiful eyes were frozen there, and his heart was extremely uneasy. Is the young figure in the Eastern Desolation Realm stronger than her back then
Not only her, but Nan Feng of Nantian Palace was also particularly frightened. This time Ye Futian did not use the magic weapon to defeat Bing Yi head-on, which meant that Ye Futian's strength was also above him.
"He is already so strong." The Star Academy disciples stood inconspicuously in the crowd, but seeing Ye Futian's battle, they made a huge wave in their hearts, especially Long Mu and Gu Yunxi.
It turned out that even if Ye Futian stood on the strongest stage in the deserted state, he could still release the light that belonged to him. Not only did he belong to the eastern region of the deserted state, this was his battlefield.
After this battle, Ye Futian entered the top forty.
The top forty is definitely the top level, almost able to enter the Palace of the Holy Path to practice.
Zhuge Xing glanced at Ye Futian faintly. Although he was a little surprised, there were not too many waves. Ye Futian seemed to have a peculiar will and ability to resist the illusion, and his martial arts ability was extremely strong, which actually defeated Bing Yi. Bing Yi's control system spells, Bing Yi's strongest method, were of no use.
No wonder you are so arrogant, but this is a bit challenging.
"Bing Yi, are you willing to enter my door to practice?" An elder asked in the direction of the Supreme Dao Palace. Although Bing Yi was defeated by the cross-border, the people in the Most Holy Dao Palace could see clearly. The strength is very good.
Bing Yi looked up there, then looked at another person, and said, "The younger generation wants to worship Dao Zang Xian Monarch and practice."
This is the task entrusted to her by the master. Dao Zang Xian Jun knows all kinds of spells and is knowledgeable, which can bring her to a higher level, and in the future, she will be a little stronger in the world.
Many people looked at Dao Zang Xianjun, but saw Dao Zang Xianjun gently shaking his head. Obviously, Bing Yi did not move him.
Bing Yi flashed a deep sense of disappointment, and then hurriedly got up and left. These enchanting figures from the top powers came here with other clear goals in addition to experience, and Bing Yi obviously did the same.
Unfortunately, she failed. Maybe she didn't choose Ye Futian as her opponent in this battle, so she could better demonstrate her abilities.