The Legend of Futian

1058. Who is worthy of a battle in Chapter 1035? (330,000 September ticket plus chapter)

Who is worthy of a battle in Chapter 1035? (330,000 September ticket plus chapter)

Above the banquet, the people heard the words of Xia Qingyu and expressed their thoughts.

Xia Qingyi, what is this intention?

Seems to be blaming Ye Futian, but let him and the people who hate the sky, Suichuan is not, the presence of the disciple disciple, afraid of being a Ye Futian opponent.

This has made many people show interest. The Xiahuang Booklet Ye Futian is a princess, which means that Ye Futian is a Xia Qingyu person. So this seems to be a reprimand, is it also a sign that people who hate the sky? Dissatisfaction.

Just now, it was the provocation of Feng Yu’s words, and the words of Ye Futian were announced in public. If so, they would learn from each other.

It seems that it cannot be refuted.

Xiao Qianhe glanced at Xia Qingyu, the princess, who seemed to have his own opinion.

Yeah, look at Ye Futian’s strength.

If it’s just a madman, then he doesn’t have to worry about it. Xia Huang and Xia Qingyi will not use Ye Futian.

Yao Yao took a slightly deep look at Ye Futian, who didn’t know if Xia Qingyi knew the strength of Ye Futian, and did not know the extent to which Ye Futian’s strength was strong.

However, after he shot, he can infer the presumt, and can also speculate on how Xia Qingyi is to Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at Xia Qingyi with a strange look. Others were unclear, but his heart was like a mirror. No one knew his strength better than Xia Qingyu.

The Battle of the Emperor’s Mausoleum, the Daogong Jihad, and Xia Qingyu are all known.

I think that the yin of Ye Futian’s heart will disappear. Since Xia Qingyi is on his side, in a sense, it is also the will of the Xia Emperor. Even if it is the Xiao’s place where the emperor is, as long as he does not There is nothing wrong with offending too much.

Ye Futian is also very grateful, although Xia Qingying’s personality is not very good, but this is not important, the key is the position.

Of course, Xia Qingyi’s disappointment to himself is presumably true. If there is a chance, he will never doubt that Xia Qingyi will want to beat him.

“Yes, princess.” Ye Futian got up and walked the court. It looked very polite. Since he was a Xia Qingyu, he had to come up with an attitude.

There is an open space between the banquets. Although it is not small, it is obviously not enough to support the battle of the sages at the peak level.

However, Ye Futian didn’t care. He went to the middle and bowed to the Xiao Laozi and Xiao Huang on the platform. “Today is the day of Xiao’s predecessor’s birthday. The younger generation is invited to this place. Naturally, it should not disturb the predecessors. Interesting, big move, easy to play a song, for the old man Xiao Xiao, and with the sound of the piano, will hate the sword to repair the sword.”

Ye Futian said, looking at the direction of the people who hate the sky, said: “Since people who hate the sky say that I am mad, the holy world, come together.”

After that, he sat cross-legged, the soul of the piano appeared, floating in front of him.

If you wait for the people who hate the sky, the ten fingers will directly dial the strings and the piano will sound.

The place of banquet is extraordinarily quiet. At this moment, only the notes are beating. Everyone’s eyes are on the white-haired youth who sit alone, as if he is the only one at the moment.

Among the sounds of the piano, it seems to contain a sense of loneliness, as if it were a legacy of the world. Many people have a wonderful artistic conception. At this moment, Ye Futian is alone in the lively banquet, but is isolated from the world.

“Go.” From the hate heaven leader Juggernaut said, suddenly stepped away from the hateful figure, there are many sword repairs at the same time, Ye Futian around it.

In front of Ye Futian, sit down from the same hate and take out his guqin.

Feng Yan stood beside him, and the rest of the people stood around Ye Futian, and they all had swords.

“You can shoot,” Ye Futian said, his voice falling, and there was a sword in front of him who had a sword directly thrown out, without any politeness.

The two sides are very close, compressing the swordsmanship in a very narrow range, but the destructive power is absolutely terrible and extremely dangerous.

This sword is a sharp, squeaky sound, and if it is lightning, it will turn to Ye Futian.

Ye Futian slammed the fingers, the strings vibrated, and when the sound of the piano broke, it turned into a terrible rule, and directly smashed the sword.

“Oh…” For a moment, the terrible swordsman Wind converges, and the hateful tyrants burst into an amazing sword. At the middle of the banquet, there is a suffocating pressure that turns into a swearing man. Wind storm, there are people in the sacred position, arranged a light curtain, to isolate the battlefield, suddenly the terrible sword wind Wind violently torn into the void, turned into endless swords, and turned to Ye Futian.

Ye Futian didn’t move, and the people who hated the sky didn’t move, but the confrontation between the sound of the piano and the sword.

At this moment, the narrow space is like the end of the day.

Ye Futian is in the center of the direction.

However, he did not feel it, still playing the music in a quiet, his piano sound penetrated the Jianqi Wind violently, and there was a horrible rule Wind violent around the lonely figure. Underneath, a slamming sound, the void is like being cut off, the terrible Jianfeng Wind violent, actually was stopped by the waist, the scene is amazing.

The sound of the piano played at the same time also turned into a sharp sword, like a thousand swords, each sound is like a sword, pierced into the mind of Ye Futian.

Not only that, but the Windstorm that was cut off, there is still an infinite sword to kill Ye Futian, but he is not as perceptive, still sitting quietly, there are countless swords to his body, stab Into his spiritual will, Ye Futian at this time seems to be torn into pieces in an instant.

But he is still playing quietly, lonely, sad, but has an ultimate arrogance, as if to declare, even if the world is enemies, he is still him, will not shake his own state of mind.

Ye Futian is like a sword. He dances in the Wind violent violent dance. His clothes are hunting and screaming. He is squatting on the body. At this moment, there is a regular atmosphere, endless swordsmanship, and he can’t get into his body.

“Space rules, the rules of the stars are integrated.” Those sacred characters naturally perceive the power of Ye Futian. He placed absolute defense around his body. Under the cover of the music, the rule power seems to be rioting.

The brows of the hateful people are slightly wrinkled, and the stronger swords of the body erupt, and even some people release the Life Spirit. They are madly swaying the strings and want to penetrate the other party’s spiritual will with the sound. It affects Ye Futian, but he finds that Ye Futian doesn’t seem to hear it.

The sound of the sound of Ye Futian played more and more intense, filled with vast and endless space. In this small space, there is a force of tearing the space to ruin, which makes many people feel a threat. .

Finally, there is a sword repairing body moving, like a straight sword, assassination of Ye Futian, a sword born, broken soul, space seems to be divided into two, the sword came.

Ye Futian is still sitting there quietly, not even looking up. At this moment, the sword repair only feels that there is a devastating lightning flash in his mind, making his soul tremble. At the same moment, his body seems to be still, ruined. The Wind violent looming over him, this moment, he has deep fear.

How powerful is this rule power and spiritual will attack?

As if, there is no power to fight back.

“The world says that I am arrogant. However, why should I prove to the world?” Ye Futian calmly opened his mouth, and his voice fell. His right hand crossed the strings. In an instant, the sword snorted and spit out a blood. come down.

It wasn’t just him, he was surrounded by hateful swords, and he was attacked by the sound of the piano. At this moment, the piano sounds really turned into a spiritual attack and directly penetrated their will. At this time, they gave birth to an illusion, as if they were in the body. In the end of a day of robbery.

Not only that, but their bodies are also like static, it is difficult to move.

“I am me, under the sacred world, from hate heaven, who is worthy of a fight?” His voice fell, his fingers twirled the strings again, and for a moment, a figure snorted and spit out blood in his mouth. The strings are broken directly, pale as paper, the entire space, only the sound of Ye Futian, and the suffocating Wind storm.

As if everyone is under the control of Ye Futian.

Under the holy world, who hates heaven, who is worthy of a battle?

From the hateful sword repair, no one moves again, and there is no ability to move.

Ye Futian is still playing slowly, but the exhilarating piece of music is gradually coming to an end, becoming quiet, but still lonely.

As if, he doesn’t need anyone to understand, he doesn’t need to prove anything like the world.

He came from the lower bound Kyushu, even though many people questioned him, even though many big people thought that they were too arrogant, they couldn’t stand shoulder to shoulder with the enchanting figures standing on the top of the sky, but what about?

Xia Qingyu let him fight, so, a song, a hate, no one.

The piano sounds slowly falling, Ye Futian is flying white, and he sits quietly, as if he has never done anything.

However, the people present at the scene were deeply shocked. His attack against the swords was only controlled by the rules and the strength of the flesh. In the end, he only launched an attack. The piano sound and the regular attack came at the same time. First battle?

nobody.

Even if it is from the hateful practitioners, it is the same.

All eyes are staring at him. This piece of music seems to really recognize how proud this white-haired young man from Kyushu is.

The Xiahuang Book is a princess, and it seems that he knows how strong he is and will appreciate him.

In this way, Xia Huang may value Ye Futian more than anyone imagines.

Then, Xia Qingyi just let Ye Futian take it, it is worth recalling.

This is being announced, Ye Futian, is her person?

Xiao Qianhe stared at the figure, and from Ye Futian, he felt a sharp breath.

Ye Futian took away the soul of the piano. He got up and succumbed to the platform. He said: “I am disturbing the old Yaxing of Xiao, the younger generation, Ye Futian.”

“Go.” The others have not yet opened, and Xia Qingyu said faintly.

Ye Futian stepped back and then turned around with the people in the palace.

Since Xiao Qianhe has no purpose, then he does not need to deliberately leave the right side here!

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