The Legend of Futian

564. Chapter 557 soft persimmon?

Chapter 557 Soft Persimmon?

Jin Peng spread his wings and walked in the same wind. Before Ye Futian, a series of movement technique movements was like a god bird Dapeng. It was like a wind, and it was like a wind that crossed the arc.

When the people reacted, he had already appeared on the true body of Zhuge Ling. At this moment, many of the illusionary bodies disappeared. Ye Futian vines swept out and instantly locked Zhuge Ling’s throat and body. Live, just like the battle with Yannan before, and it is more relaxed and natural.

“Hey.” The wind rushed past, and Ye Futian spread his wings like a Dapeng bird, bringing Zhuge Ling’s body to the sky, and in a moment he came to the direction of Zhugexing. The vines burst out, and Zhugeling’s body was inverted in an instant. Falling down toward the front, with a loud noise, Zhuge Ling’s body was directly smashed out of the battlefield.

“Second defeat.”

Many people trembled and looked at the figure in the void. The inside of the figure was slightly uncomfortable. It turned out that Ye Futian did not show the real speed before. Is this his limit speed? Like Jinpeng movement technique, Zhuge Ling is also good at it. Speed, but in front of Ye Futian, his speed is not revealed at all.

The golden wings trembled, and Ye Futian glided in the void, returning directly to where he was, a battle that seemed to be effortless.

There was a quiet moment in the void, and many people felt very weird. Ye Futian did not reveal the realm of the prince, so he killed a prince of the Zhuge Family and did not know what kind of mood Zhuge Family was at the moment.

Ye Futian did not hurt Ge Ling. When he got up from the ground, the whole person was pale, this battle, the war of shame.

Even the worst battle of his life, but such a battle is a battle of great attention, I can imagine how his inner feelings.

Looking into the direction of the Holy Palace, no one sees him, such a shameful battle, I am afraid that even the people of the Holy Island will not look at him, let alone those top figures, Zhuge Ling and Zhuge Ping The same, can not enter the Holy Palace.

Patriarch is expecting them to try to get into the Taoist cultivation as much as possible. How can we go back to the elders?

“The next battle.” The old man on the ladder indifferently opened, no one will imagine the feelings of Zhuge Ling, the defeat of the king, the defeated, the people who pay attention are naturally less, especially the miserable, so worthy of others Then cast a look of attention.

Zhuge Ling looked stunned, his fists clenched and looked at Ye Futian. At this time, Ye Futian didn’t look at him at all. He stood there quietly. Then he could rest for a long time. Zhuge Ling challenged him in the second battle. It saved a lot of things for him.

At this time, the two figures flashed out almost at the same time, and they fell on the battlefield. They all squatted and looked at each other. One of them had face slightly changed, and the other was sharp and sharp. He said coldly: “Idiot.”

The person who spoke is the Yan Jiu of Juggernaut Mountain.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng actually advanced to this round. He first came out to avenge Yannan. At least he could choose Ye Wuchen, but Tianjiao, who is just opposite a state road, wants to get out first.

According to the rules, only the two of them played in the battle.

“You are lucky.” Yan Jiu looked at Ye Wuqing with a cold look, then stepped out, step by step to the middle of the battlefield, around his body, qi Xiao Xiao, along with his body.

The Tianjiao that came out of that state road was a princely prince. Because of the low realm, he wanted to fight for a person in the same situation, but he did not expect to encounter Yanjiu, but since he has already done so, he can only fight.

Yan Jiu continued to step forward, and when he was not there, he felt a sorrowful sword coming. The terrifying kendo will tear through his mind and his body.

“roll.”

Yanjiu icy cold mouth, sword qi like rain, cover the sky and move toward the other side down, the strong gathers tyrannical defense force to block the sword rain, but in the sword rain, there are many sword qi gathering together, turned into a huge boundless The great sword of the town, shred everything.

The epee in the sword of heaven and man.

The crisp sound of ka-cha came out, the defense shattered in an instant, and the epee fell with the sword of the sky. The man shouted: “I admit defeat.”

He feels that if Yan Jiu does not close his hand, he will be worn by Wan Jian, and he will die.

“The guy of bad luck.” The secret thoughts of the hearts of the people, met the Yanjiu of the Juggernaut Mountain Villa, the descendants of the Juggernaut, the realm of itself is two worlds higher than him, and the top enchanting, naturally no suspense crushing .

In this battle situation, the defeated people naturally did not be able to be selected to the Holy Palace. From the opening to the present, three consecutive matches, three defeated, no one was selected.

It’s cruel, these people who are out of the way have no chance to go to the Holy Palace. In fact, there are many enchanting figures in the Qiansheng Island before, but they know that the cruelty of today’s battle is likely to encounter top people. At least the eighth-class princes, to participate in today’s battle is more certain.

“Interpretation, no dust, you should try to play in advance, don’t drag it to the back.” Ye Futian said to Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen, this situation, those top figures can be calm, the lower the realm People, the possibility of taking the initiative in the early stage is even greater. Therefore, Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen took the initiative to go out. The worst case is to go out with others at the same time. The probability of encountering top people is relatively small.

Both of them understood the meaning of Ye Futian. After another battle, Ye Buchen first rushed out. One person had the same thoughts as him. The man was a princely prince, and his strength was out of the ordinary. It was a big battle. In the end, Ye Wuchen defeated his opponent by integrating Tianjianjian into the sword and got the qualification to advance to the next round. The person who was defeated by him was actually not weak, and even can be said. The combat power is quite strong, but it has not been favored by the great people of the Holy Palace. After all, the realm is defeated by Ye Wuchen.

When Hua Jieyu came out, no one walked out with her at the same time. She chose a few ninth-ranked princes. Nowadays, the number of princes and princes is less and less in the entire battlefield.

In the battle of the same territory, Hua Jieyu naturally defeated the opponent without any suspense. The gods have the reputation of the ultimate mage, not a false name.

As the battle continued to break out, there was an unexpected strong confrontation, and there were also unsatisfactory challengers. The outbreak of extremely amazing strength and the number of people who went out were more and more. In the first round, few people were sacred. The big man in the Dojo Palace is selected.

In the past to the Holy Palace, the big guys were selected from the last hundred. The battle started with one hundred and sixty people. Even if there are still 80 people left in one round, they are not. Unexpectedly, even if 80 people who were out of the game were not selected, there was nothing to be surprised.

The battle between Zhai Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi also defeated their opponents. What surprised Ye Futian was that the drunken guy seemed to win the opponent every time. The previous battle was also the same. None of them were out.

After the round, the lineup of one hundred and sixty people left only 80 people in the battlefield. Six people were selected by the great people in the Holy Palace, and they were all defeated in the strong dialogue.

“There have been a round of fighting, giving you a fragrant time to adjust in situ.” The elders above the ladder said, many people sit on the knees, and some people close their eyes, this round will be relatively weak. Again, the rest of the people, the weak is not much.

They are very clear that the nine holy roads, the words of eighty people, the average one road is only nine people, a holy road represents a position, what does the average nine people mean?

The person who stands out is the most enchanting existence of this holy road.

Nine holy roads, Chen Lu people seem to be extraordinarily more, which makes many people show different colors, Chen Lu is not the most cherished holy road, there are still more than ten people still left, Ye Futian, their group, Seven people stayed on the battlefield.

“After the end of this round of outbreaks, the weaker people, I am afraid that all will be out, and the people left will be the top combatants.” Someone said that if this round is over, there will be only forty people left. Forty people who have been selected by the entire nine roads in the wasteland can imagine how strong the fighting power is.

“On the battlefield at the moment, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen, their group of people, are still weak. In this round, I am afraid that they should all be out.”

Many people nodded in agreement. Before Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen, their group of people showed a very strong fighting power, but the strength and weakness were relative. The remaining people, even the eighth-class princes, were few, most of them. They are all seven princes, and the gap in the realm is getting harder and harder.

Before Ye Futian faced Zhuge Ling, but then he might have to face Zhugexing, Evil, and Yanjiu.

too difficult.

“Chu Shou.” At this time, on the battlefield, the worldly sacred hail screamed at Chushang, and Chu Sau beautiful eyes looked at the hail, only listening to the hail and continued to pass on her: “The next battle, There are many possibilities in the battlefield that are better than you. It is difficult to move forward. You should try your best to take the initiative. Choose one of Ye Futian’s group of players. The odds are bigger.”

Today’s battlefield, sweeping away, almost no visible weak people, only Ye Futian several of them, the realm is the lowest.

Chushang beautiful eyes looked at Ye Futian, they looked at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, and Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen were the ninth princes. They were relatively the most promising opponents on the battlefield.

However, the speed of the battle Ye Futian just made her remember, will he create surprises again?

Ye Futian is closing his cultivation. Like what he feels, he opens his eyes and sees many eyes walking up and down. He immediately understands why.

In the current situation on the battlefield, all of them regard him and Yu Sheng as the easiest to pinch. So, these people are thinking, picking themselves as opponents?

Then, wait and see.

“Time is up.” At this time, the old man voice on the ladder again came out!

(End of this chapter)