The Legend of Futian

105. Chapter 105 Execution (on the shelves for a monthly subscription)

Chapter 105 Execution (On the shelf for subscription)

Ye Futian stood there and bathed in Shenhua. He didn’t understand what happened.

In Ye Futian’s perception, his body’s tumbling blood turned into gold, and there was like a golden figure, like an emperor.

In his perception, this figure is very vague, can not see his face, can only feel his temperament, aloof and remote, can not be a lifetime, the endless light of the emperor, it is out of here, Cover his body.

I saw that the image of the body was moving in his body, getting closer and closer, like walking into his mind, the momentum is getting stronger and stronger, Ye Futian wants to see his face, but still can’t do it. To.

He was thinking about who it was and left an emperor’s will in his body.

Is this going to be related to his life?

However, at this moment, he did not think much. The emperor-like figure seemed to be dancing, with one punch, one palm, and a big opening. Every movement had an imperial momentum. With the movement of the figure, Ye Futian only felt himself. The blood in the body is roaring, the Life Spirit is roaring, and the momentum of the whole person is climbing wildly, which is like the power that does not belong to him.

Life Spirit is like a tree of gods that devours Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth. His breath is changing. He only feels full of endless power. Every movement of the emperor in his body is branded in his mind. in.

Hua Jieyu was held in her arms by Ye Futian. She naturally saw the change of Ye Futian. She was ready to die. She was shocked at this moment. At this time, Ye Futian’s light was too beautiful, just like a real human emperor. Although she has never seen Luo Tianzi, but presumably Luo Tianzi will never have such temperament, as if he is the emperor of the fate.

Suddenly she thought of the number of lives that Zuo Xiang measured for herself, and also thought of Ye Futian’s questioning about Nandoutai. At this moment, she finally understood what the emperor’s life means, and also understood that the left side asked her if Ye Futian was from The laughter after Qingzhou City came back.

It turned out that this is the true meaning of her life.

They are destined to be together.

Thinking of this Hua Jieyu’s red eyes, and a drop of crystal tears falling down, the original fate did not bear her, think of her beautiful eyes more and more firm, since the number of lives, then what can stop them in the world? It.

Her beloved man is the real emperor’s fate.

Xia Fan shocked and looked at everything in front of him, his awkward smile had already solidified there, and the strange situation in front of him completely subverted his thinking.

what is this?

Why did the pike penetrate into Ye Futian’s body, not only did not kill him, but made him so beautiful, incarnate the emperor, bathed in the incomparable emperor Guanghui, who told him what was going on?

Everything that happens in front of you, seeing that he has never heard of it, is totally unreasonable. The cultivation is a step by step, and there is no possibility of skyrocketing. Even if there is something strong in Ye Futian, what does it need? Can the level of the strong can do it?

Xia Fan, he didn’t know, he looked stunned and yelled at the two lawful strongmen in front of Ye Futian: “Kill him.”

The two lawful strongmen were also sluggish there, staring at the changes in Ye Futian, listening to Xia Fan’s screams, the cold killing intent in their eyes, the Spiritual Qi condensed rifle and the terrifying Flame palm print. At the same time move towards Ye Futian’s body to kill.

However, this time, they did not hit Ye Futian’s body. At this time, the light of the emperor around Ye Futian’s body turned into a vague figure, the figure of the emperor, surrounded by the emperor’s glory, the rifle and the palm print. Blocked by the emperor’s glory, he could not get close to Ye Futian’s body.

At this moment, not only did their faces change, but Xia Fan and the surrounding strong faces were extremely ugly, giving birth to an ominous premonition.

Many Life Spirit disappeared, leaving only the world’s ancient tree Life Spirit. The world’s ancient trees swaying in the void are like god trees. The sound of slaps is coming out. The tree gives birth to vines. Move towards Ye Futian at a very fast speed. Two strong law-seekers behind him rolled over.

The two men changed their appearance, and the lance and Flame broke out at the same time, and they wanted to destroy the vines. However, the move towards the vines that their bodies rolled away was indestructible, and they instantly rolled their bodies into the air, and the sound of the slaps came out, tiny. The branches and leaves penetrated through their bodies, and above the void, there was a bloody rain.

Ye Futian turned slowly. He looked up and looked at Xia Fan. The eyes were like golden, just like the emperor.

“You are not Ye Futian, who are you?” Xia Fan only felt a trepidation, too surprised. At this moment, Ye Futian squats on the body, but it does not belong to him at all.

“What do you say?” Ye Futian icy open, then the wings appeared behind him, the beautiful wings flapped, he floated up, holding Hua Jieyu move towards Xia Fan.

In the body, the emperor-like figure is still dancing, and every movement is branded in his mind. At the same time, he urges the momentum around his body to make him stronger.

Ye Futian also understands that this power does not belong to him, but at least for the moment, it belongs to him.

“Kill, kill him.” Xia Fan stepped back, but ordered to the people next to him, those people trembled one by one, some did not dare to go forward.

“Up.” Xia Fan angered, his own body madly retreating, actually turned and fled, move towards the back of the battlefield, where there is a strong place in the heavens, perhaps a line of life.

“Oh.” I saw Ye Futian’s wings open behind him. The terrifying wing seemed to be in the cutting space, making a sharp, sharp sound. Just a moment, Ye Futian came to the strong people around him. His body didn’t have Any stop, like a lightning-like stroke, the sound of squeaking continues, and then this space continues to have blood and bloom, screams constantly.

“Uncle Shi.” Xia Fan felt like he was behind him. He ran wildly and yelled, “Save me.”

I saw a powerful figure in the heavenly position and noticed the situation here. He left the battlefield move towards Xia Fan, and the body directly crossed Xia Fan to Ye Futian.

This appearance is a Junior Brother of Xia Feng, a sword repairer in the heavenly position. The sharp sword shines brilliantly and stabs Ye Futian. He does not know why Ye Futian has such a metamorphosis, but At the moment, there is no reason to care, only one, kill him.

“You take a break.” Ye Futian said softly to Hua Jieyu, the vines rolled over and rolled Hua Jieyu’s body behind him. The endless vines were cast into a wooden bed, making Hua Jieyu as comfortable as possible. .

Later, Ye Futian raised his fist and moved toward the sword that was killed in front of him. The fist was not the skill of his cultivation, but was synchronized with the movement in his mind. When he blasted the fist like It was a natural success, and the endless emperors around them rushed to the front together, suddenly giving birth to a horrible storm, directly smashing the sword that was killed.

The sword repair face is ugly, but he can’t think much about it. Ye Futian’s body dances in the void, the second fist is blasting out, and the unpretentious punch is like the power of the heavens and the earth, the meaning of the emperor, and the emperor’s emptiness. Shadow attached to him, and his movements smashed the punch.

The power of the emperor, the surrender of the heavens, can not resist.

The sword was repaired with a horrifying look. The endless power carried by the Emperor’s fist was rolled up to his body. There was a thunder and thunder in the Acquired ground. A sword defender in the heavenly position was directly broken and boneless. Save.

“No…” Xia Fan saw this scene as horrified. He only felt that all his thoughts were gray. His uncle, the sword repair of the heavenly realm, was actually wiped out by Ye Futian, his body collapsed and turned into nothingness, his body. There was no sneer in the eyes, only deep fear.

However, Ye Futian felt that the emperor’s will in the body had reached a peak, and the dancing body gradually became slow, as if it might end at any time.

This gives Ye Futian a hunch that the emperor’s will will not last forever, and there is not much time left for him.

Moreover, the emperor’s will, which appears here, should be teaching him a set of cultivation techniques.

Thinking of this, the wings flickered again, his speed was extremely fast, and he immediately joined Nandou Wenyin and Tang Yan in their battlefields. The wings of the wings broke open, and the sound of the cymbals continued, and the strong under the heavens could not stand a blow. Crazy was harvested by Ye Futian.

Although Nandou Wenyin and Tang Yin also shocked Ye Futian’s changes, they knew what to do at the moment and fought with Ye Futian.

I saw Ye Futian slamming out with one fist and one hand. Every punch and every hand print has a powerful imperial power. The strong man who chased him continued to fall, and there were many corpses on the ground.

Without a moment, there were only two strong players in the realm of heaven. They turned and wanted to escape. At this moment, Ye Futian was too strong and they could not win.

Ye Futian’s body flashed, his body whirls, and then bursts like a lightning bolt. The fist ran through the void and directly blasted one’s body. The emperor became stronger at this moment, watching the last escaped body. Ye Futian blasted a palm print from the air, and an emperor’s palm print destroyed everything, chasing it and smashing the other’s body.

Everyone except Xia Fan was killed.

Nandou Wenyin and Tang Yin looked at Ye Futian at this moment, and the emperor’s will climbed to the extreme at this moment. The light of the emperor of hundreds of feet swayed with brilliance.

Ye Futian didn’t pay attention to their gaze, but move towards Xia Fan, and Xia Fan’s body receded a little bit, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

“Let me let go, you want me to promise you anything.” Xia Fan looked at Ye Futian.

The sound of slaps came out, and the vines smashed the body of Xia Fan, and tied his hands and feet with his neck, letting his body lie in the void.

“No…” Xia Fan seems to know what is going to happen, and he is angry with the horror. He wants to struggle, but he struggles.

The vines moving around his body move towards different directions, like, in execution, execution!

(End of this chapter)