The Legend of Futian

1042. Chapter 1020, Hatdy of Thousand Shadows

Chapter 1020, The Hatred of Thousand Shadows

Ye Futian After they stepped into the upper limit, they found an inn.

This upper and lower bounds are different. Although the upper boundary is extremely wide, the population is very dense, and the endless grand palace is located here.

After the trip, Ye Futian went to the Summer Palace with the village head. In the past few days, the news about the discourse has been hanging in my heart. Now the first thing about the Daogong is arranged, and the first thing to go to the upper bound is naturally to find summer. Green barley.

Others are wandering around, familiar with the Xiahuangjie, and by the way, figure out the main forces distribution of the upper bound and the complete map.

However, Ye Futian didn’t know that they had already noticed them when they first entered the inn.

In a place in the Xiahuangjie, there is a magnificent palace community, from which the meaning of sharpness is diffused.

Here is the Shadow Palace, the place where the Shadow Juggernaut practiced.

At this time in the shadow palace, the shadow of the sword is sitting in a pattern in the practice, surrounded by invisible swords flowing, his eyes open, looking forward, and asked: “What?”

“The palace owner, the people of Tianji Pavilion came to visit and said that they had Ye Futian’s news.” The person who appeared in front of him said, “The shadow of Juggernaut’s eyes flashed a sword.”

“Please.” The shadow of the shadow of the sword is cold. Since the beginning of the smashing of the shadow, he has been paying attention to the movement of Ye Futian, but the lower sacred land of Kyushu is directly governed by Xia Huang, and Xia Huang set the rules in the lower bounds. Do not dare to shake.

However, the most beloved son is abolished in front of him, how can he forget?

These days, his sword was unstable and he was often shaken. He was tired of the incident and spent some price. He had been letting Tianji Pavilion inquire about the news of Kyushu Ye Futian.

Tianji Pavilion did not pay attention to the situation of the lower boundary of Kyushu. Because it is not worth it, no one is willing to pay the price to find out the news of the lower bounds. For Tianji Pavilion, there is no interest, and it will not be done, but the shadow sword saint has paid for it. At a small price, they personally sent people to the lower bounds to monitor the movements of the lower bounds. As for the events that took place in the lower bounds, Tianji Pavilion knew.

Soon, a figure wearing a white robe appeared, and the yin and yang fish pattern was embroidered on the white coat. The man’s eyes were narrow and long, and he succumbed to the shadow sword saint: “The younger generation has seen the shadow sword saint.”

The shadow sword saint still sits there and says: “Say the topic.”

“Ye Futian has entered the upper bound. In addition to Ye Futian, there are many people in the lower bounds to the Holy Palace. Among them, including three sacred characters, it may be the scorpion and the hollow sword of the reincarnation of the Nether Sword. The holy sword servant, the ancestors have seen, and the other is the lord of the glazed temple of the Kyushu holy land. In addition, there are many sage characters, strong in strength, and those who followed the test of Xia Qinglan, almost all At the same time, a group of people directly smashed the ladder into the upper bound.”

The person of Tianji Pavilion smiled and said, and the words can be said to be very detailed. The future people will be able to find out clearly.

The shadow of the sword, the brow, is instantly wrinkled, and there are three great sacred places, and there is also the reincarnation of the Nether Swordsman.

This lineup, he can not be hard.

“Where is the person?” asked the shadow sword saint.

“In a hotel, Juggernaut did not necessarily hear about it. As for Ye Futian, he went to the Summer Palace with a sword servant of Nether Juggernaut. It is likely that he wants to visit, as for what reason, no reason. I know, I will always pay attention to the Tianji Pavilion.”

The shadow sword nodded and only listened to each other. “There is still a need to remind the predecessors that Ye Futian has performed extremely well in the Jiuzhou Jihad. He is known as the Invincible of the Kyushu. The combat power is called the invincible, Xia Huang, maybe I have already noticed him. According to my Tianji Pavilion, the little princess personally went to the Holy Palace.”

The shadow of Juggernaut’s face is more and more embarrassing. Ye Futian’s identity is the lower gate of the Heavenly Palace Palace, under the Xia Emperor. If the other party said that it has caused the attention of the Xia Emperor, then if Ye Futian is killed, will it cause the dissatisfaction of the Xia Emperor?

However, since many people in the Holy Palace have come up from the border, maybe they can start from them and test the attitude of Xia Huang?

“Father.” A voice came, and I saw Qian Qianying come here. Now he has not had the temperament of the year, his hair is messy, his eyes are full of haze.

After being abolished by Life Spirit, his road to repairing was broken. Everyone was cold-eyed. He used to be the same as hate, and his eyes only looked sad. He also lost his qualification to practice in hate.

Even the people of the family of the Shadow Palace, his eyes are different. Once, everyone is worship and respect, but now, there is only cold and sympathy.

“I want him to die.”

The shadow Juggernaut saw a thousand shadows, some dissatisfaction, but after all, did not say anything, only sigh, after all, he was the most favorite child, he also understood the pain of Qian Qianying.

“Come with me to hate the sky.”

Qian Qianying immediately understood his father’s intentions and nodded: “Good.”

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I hate the sky and hate the sword palace, the first kendo of the Xiahuangjie.

The hate sword master is now the first sword saint of the Xia Emperor, the strongest figure of the kendo, its prestige even does not exist only in the Xiahuangjie.

This shows how the status of today’s hate days in Xiahuangjie.

From the hateful heavens, if the world is a fairyland, the clouds are foggy, like the land where immortals live.

At this time, from the hate heaven, before a saint practiced the palace, Qian Qianying was on the ground, squatting at the person in front of him, crying and crying. In front of him, there was a martial artist who was extremely strong and sturdy. It is also a sacred character.

“In the past, Meng Shizun taught the grace and practiced hard. He always wanted to fight for the glory of the teacher’s door. He was able to get the sword master to personally give pointers. Now, the disciples have been repaired as abolished, and they are not worthy of practicing under the teacher. I dare not taint the eyes of the master. I have never come to see you in the past few years, and I still hope that the teacher will forgive the sins.”

裴 影 影 voice is sincere, if it was the year, he must not be able to do so, but today, face, dignity for him, worthless, he only wants revenge.

“Get up and talk.”

However, Qian Qianying is still there, and he said: “The disciple has no face. This time I came to see the Master. It was also because of the news that the disciples who had been abolished by the disciples had come to the upper bounds. The disciple is defeated, the strength is not as good as the person, and there is no face to mention this matter, and there is no face to let the teacher come out. Just because of this war, the disciple has influenced the reputation of hate, was humiliated in public, and abolished Life Spirit, many As a result of this, the disciples hope that one day they will be able to see that I have crushed Ye Futian from the hateful sword and washed the face lost by the disciples.”

After all, he continued to bow down and bowed his head, his head hit the ground, saying: “The disciple is incompetent, can’t personally wash the shame, ask the teacher to plead guilty.”

The person in front of him looked at him, although the voice of the thousand shadows was sincere, and the sound of his voice was to hate the name of hate, but how could he not understand that Qian Qianying wanted to avenge himself.

However, this is understandable.

“How is he doing now?”

“Returning to the Master, Shangpin Xianjun, this person has no one in mind, since the invincible under the saint, is known as the first person under the Kyushu, the fighting is very strong, Kyushu Invincible, the people of the lower bound, even if you look at the Xia Huangjie, the Holy Land No one can win him.” Qian Qianying looked up.

On the left and right sides of him, some young people’s brows were slightly wrinkled, and the coldness swept away the shadows of the thousand shadows. There was a bit of disgust in the depths of the eyes.

This is a good day for him. He is also a patriotic person who hates heaven. He has entered the nine-day squad.

Nowadays, in order to avenge themselves, they have put down their face and dignity, deliberately motivated them with words and want to let them shoot.

“Feng Yu and Mo have left their lower bounds. The last time the lower imperial mausoleum appeared, is this person who helped his holy land win the inheritance of the emperor?” asked the elder.

“Yes, he has a very strong sacred instrument in his hand. It is said that the Kyushu sacred list is ranked third. At that time, he was encircled and killed several sages by his own power.” Someone responded.

“Ye Wuzhen, who won the Emperor’s sword in the past, and the people who passed down the royal tomb, all came to the upper bound with Ye Futian.”

The elders glanced at the thousand shadows, then looked at the people around them and said: “Since it was defeated in the nine-day dojo, follow the rules of the nine-day dojo.”

Hearing his words, Qian Qianying and his fists clenched and squatted to the ground.

The shadow of the Juggernaut has never been opened, standing quietly, watching the sighing in the heart of the shadows.

However, this time, letting go of dignity is also a avenge for yourself.

He is very clear that no matter who wins or loses, the moment he decides to take the shot from Hate, the ending is already doomed.

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Ye Futian didn’t know that he had been stared at the moment he stepped into the upper bounds. Of course, he thought that there would be someone to deal with him in the shadow of Juggernaut or from hate, and that he invited him to join him. The world is to guard against them.

At this time, he came to the Summer Palace and looked at the palace on the nine days. His heart was slightly rippled. This is the palace of the people. What kind of style is really supernatural.

He stepped forward and came to the foot of the People’s Palace. There were strong men who guarded Tianmen, and the village chief and Ye Futian appeared. Several people stepped forward and blocked the two.

“Who?” asked the guard.

“Under the Xia Imperial Palace, Ye Futian, the head of the Kyushu Wilderness to the Holy Palace, asked the Princess Xia Qingyu.” Ye Futian took a deep breath and said.

The guards looked at each other and did not doubt Ye Futian’s words. Who would dare to lie in the summer palace? court death.

“Let me know all night.” One guarded the road.

“Okay.” Ye Futian nodded and waited quietly in front of the gate.

The summer palace is very strict, not a special event, it needs to go from bottom to top, all over the place, Ye Futian is a little worried, his eyes are always staring ahead.

After a long time, someone came to talk, was a maid, but it was extremely cold, looking at Ye Futian and said: “You are Ye Futian.”

“Yes.” Ye Futian nodded.

“The princess has a message, I don’t want to see you today, let me come to the Ye Gongzhu personally.” The maid ( ̄ _, ̄).

“…”

(End of this chapter)