The Legend of Futian

563. 556 chapter limit speed

Chapter 556 Limit Speed

On the ladder, the old man is barely fell, and a figure flashed out. The first one came out of the battlefield.

When the rest of the people saw him coming out, they did not rush out. It was a top-notch Tianjiao figure from the road, named Han Xiang.

This round of decisive battle is to choose the opponent by himself. It is also the psychology of testing people. Han Xiang’s realm is Wang Houjiu, etc. He is very low in the battlefield and has a great disadvantage. Therefore, he must not hesitate to catch it first. Initiative, otherwise it will be dangerous if it is challenged by people.

He thought that even if someone had the same thoughts as him, he should not be the top person. Sure enough, he was fast enough, and the first one came out and seized the opportunity.

Han Xiang looked at the people on the edge of the battlefield. Most of them were at the level of the eighth-class princes and the seventh-class princes. There were not many people in his borders, and those who were lower than his realm, there were only those two.

Therefore, his eyes fell on Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.

Ye Futian had previously abolished Yannan of Juggernaut Hill. It was dangerous. Yu Sheng also defeated his opponent and came here, but it was not so dazzling, so Han Xiang’s eyes fell on Yu Sheng. “I challenge him.”

His idea is that if you defeat one game first, there will be at least one performance opportunity. Even if you lose, the probability of being selected will be even greater.

Therefore, he challenged Yu Sheng and strived for a stable battle.

Ye Futian saw Han Xiang look at him and see each other choose Yu Sheng, they will understand each other’s thoughts. This person’s cultivation base seems to be a ninth prince, fighting out of the ordinary, just, who is not good…

He looked at Han Xiang with some sympathy. With Yu Sheng’s fighting style, Han Xiang feared that he had no chance at all, and he had no chance to go to the Holy Palace. If he chose other people, even if he was defeated, there might be opportunities.

Yu Sheng walked out and looked at Han Xiang, but it was very calm.

“Han Xiang, please advise.”

“Yu Sheng.”

The two self-reported their names, and then Han Xiang had a terrifying metal storm. The storm was extremely sharp, like shredding everything and moving towards the body, very terrifying.

Yu Sheng’s palms stretched out, and the magical vertical and horizontal, a dark gold Fangtian painting appeared in the palm of his hand.

In the direction of the Holy Palace, Ning’s eyes fell on Yu Sheng’s body. It turned out to be a magical enchanting. It is said that it can still be demonized. Ning Huang died in his hands.

“Han Xiang, I am afraid that it is going to be miserable.” Other people on the holy road are not clear, but the people on Chen Lu know who Yu Sheng is. The picture of Yu Sheng who yells at the killer in front of Jinyu City, many people forget Can’t fall.

This Han Xiang chose the Yu Sheng challenge, which is also bad luck.

Yu Sheng’s body was covered with a dark gold magical armor, and the chilly terrifying breath gave Han Xiang a dangerous feeling. The devil’s wings bloomed out, and then Yu Sheng stepped on the ground, and the body flew up and descended. Above the sky, the dark golden eyes overlook Han Xiang, and everything.

Seeing the eyes, Han Xiang gave birth to a thought, did he choose the wrong opponent?

“Hey.” Yu Sheng behind the demon-like wings trembled, holding the square sky paintings dive down, Han Xiang can’t think too much, the terrifying metal storm gathered around the body turned into the sharpest piece, move towards Yu Sheng’s body killing Out, this is a wide range of attacking spells, with great coverage and nowhere to escape. Every golden radiance in the metal storm of the monks is as sharp as a sword, cutting the void with the wind, making a very sharp sound.

The storm of the monks rips straight and squats on Yu Sheng’s body. However, when the golden storm touches the armor of Yu Sheng, it makes a very harsh sound, like the friction of the sword, but it cannot be cut. Into, can not break the dark gold armor defense that condensed.

Han Xiang’s face changed, and his attack was extremely sharp. However, even the other armor could not break.

At this time, there was a statue of a demon in the eyelids, and the incomparable terrifying pressure came, which made him feel fearful, as if he wanted to surrender.

The terrifying metal storm converges in front of the body, turning into a huge golden figure, in the shape of Life Spirit, with a sharp golden rifle, move towards the murder of the void, breaking everything.

In the hands of Yu Sheng, Fang Tian’s paintings are slashed and slashed, and the power of a supreme slay is coming down, breaking the gods of the gods.

“Hey…” A loud bang, a broken rifle, the body of the Golden Armor smashed, Fang Tianhuao smashed everything, and fell on Han Xiang’s body. Han Xiang’s body was instantly shot and flew out on the edge of the battlefield. Constantly spit blood, his face pale, his palms on his chest, only feeling that the bones are broken, this is still Yu Sheng did not do his best, otherwise this shot, you can live.

Yu Sheng Standing on the battle platform like a god of war, the paintings in the hands disappeared, but they still gave people a sense of incomprehensibility.

After the body shape turned, Yu Sheng walked back to his position, Han Xiang still fell there, looked at the direction of the Holy Palace, no one spoke, and was attacked by Yu Sheng, who was able to be top-notch. The big guys are fancy?

He struggled to get up and left.

Many people left the road looking at the back of his departure, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Before he had the opportunity to enter the Holy Island, he refused, and Han Xiang’s strength is not weak, even the combat power is very Strong, but this battle was actually spiked, can only say that the opponent is too strong.

Those who can reach this step in the realm of heaven are by no means ordinary people.

There are no weak people in this battlefield today.

“The next battle.” The strongman above the ladder started talking.

A figure flashed out instantly, and everyone saw this person’s gaze flashing. Zhuge Ling, the strongest of Zhuge Family, now has only two people left in the Zhuge Family, the strongest Zhuge and the eighth-class prince Zhuge Ling.

Although Zhuge Ling is not as good as Zhuge, but it is also extremely terrifying, his thousands of magical ray has been cultivated to a very powerful realm, and he is good at speed.

But even people like Zhuge Ling still dare not confront each other in the later stage. In the battlefield, there are many people who are better than him. He also needs to seize the initiative in advance and challenge the weaker people.

Looking around, Zhuge Ling move towards one direction, many people show a different look, is he?

Before Zhuge Ping was defeated by Ye Futian, now Zhuge Ling has to shoot again?

But before Ye Futian had defeated Yannan in the realm of the eighth class, he was afraid that it would not be so easy to kick out.

“You.” Zhuge Ling’s eyes fell on Ye Futian’s body, and as expected, challenged Ye Futian.

Ye Futian is a little depressed. The people on the battlefield are indeed very strong. He and Yu Sheng are obviously being used as soft persimmons, and they are better bullied. After all, the realm is low.

Shaking his head with a smile, Ye Futian walked out of the battlefield and glanced at Zhuge Ling. Before Zhuge Ping had not received the invitation from Qiansheng Island, Zhuge Ling challenged him now, why bother?

Zhuge Family is the family of the two Senior Sister. If the other party is not against him, he will not take the initiative to deal with the Zhuge Family.

However, people who take the first act of Zhuge seem to see that they are not pleasing to the eye.

“You must first shoot.” Zhuge Ling started talking, his temperament is more calm than Zhuge Ping and Yan Nan, his age is slightly longer, although the cultivation base is the same as Yannan, but the realm is more stable.

“Yan Nan was hit by the Ye Futian Thunder spell and was controlled by the Wood attribute spell. Zhuge Ling is different. He is good at Thousand Thunder and Thunder, and can release Thunder spells at the same time. His speed is also very fast, not like Zhu Geping. It was impossible to chase Ye Futian, Zhuge Ling chose Ye Futian to shoot, it is very suitable, can restrain Ye Futian.” Many people secretly thought.

In this battle, Zhuge Ling’s victory is even bigger. Ye Futian’s combat strength is very strong, but the difference is low, and sooner or later it will be out.

In the eyes of many people, Ye Futian can win and win at most. If this round is over, there will be a stronger 80. At that time, there will be no more Ye Futian’s position.

Of course, the premise is that Ye Futian has to pass Zhuge Ling first.

“Why?”

Ye Futian took a look at Zhuge Ling started talking, the voice fell, the incomparable golden wings suddenly appeared, the golden-winged Dapeng wings were very beautiful, the power of the wind wrapped around the body, in an instant, Ye Futian around the body appeared a roar hurricane.

“boom.”

As soon as the footsteps stepped on the ground, the thunder shadows bloomed, and everyone saw Ye Futian’s body become a residual image, reaching the point of swearing.

“So fast.”

Zhuge Ling’s eyes flashed, the thunder flashed, and his body turned into a shadow in an instant, and the move towards the direction flashed everywhere.

However, he found that Ye Futian’s wings trembled and his body turned to move towards him. He immediately pursued it, which made Zhuge Ling look different. It seems that his battle with Zhugeping was not accidental.

“kill.”

Zhuge Ling was coldly shouted, and the phantoms moved toward Ye Futian. One of them was shot with a thunder and a spear. The power of the Thunder went through the void move towards Ye Futian.

However, seeing Ye Futian’s body is like a phantom, passing through a beautiful arc, passing by the spear.

“It’s too fast, how can it be so fast.” The people stared at the figure of Ye Futian.

There were also a few phantoms that killed Ye Futian, but they saw that the incomparable golden afterimages followed the wind, and they continued to fold in the direction. Only the shadows of his battlefield could be seen, and the true body could not be captured. It is like a real golden-winged Dapeng, which has reached its limit speed.

“What is this movement technique? It is like a golden winged Dapeng.”

“movement technique, the combination of spells.” Someone trembled, too beautiful.

Zhuge Ling’s face changed, his body retreated, and then the terrifying thunder spells came together, and the five fingers came out together, and suddenly the dazzling light of the road burst out.

However, when the robbery bloomed, he saw the shadow of Peng Peng flying past a robbery. The next moment Zhuge Ling felt an extremely dangerous feeling.

“That there.” Many people shocked and looked at Zhuge Ling, a shadow of cohesive life, appeared in the top of Zhuge Ling’s head.

How many people’s hearts are beating, how can it be so fast? His speed is faster than lightning!

(End of this chapter)