The Legend of Futian

80. Chapter 80 his life, I received it.

Chapter 80 his life, I received it.

Countless eyes stared at Ye Futian, who was hanging, and he was too beautiful at this moment.

Ye Futian looks handsome. Nowadays, the golden-winged Dapeng bird appears behind him, with wings, like bathing in the light of the gods. His hand holds a golden stick and is full of power.

Perhaps, the outbreak of all strengths, he really can cross the three realms and the Ziwei Palace genius Mu Yunxuan fight, many people secretly think.

Mu Yunxuan’s golden voice stared at Ye Futian coldly, and then his Life Spirit appeared. It was a glamorous golden demon cat.

This demon cat is even more demon than Mu Yunxuan. When staring at others, people feel uncomfortable.

The golden storm gathered in front of Mu Yunxuan and turned into a slender golden sword, which screamed around Mu Yunxuan’s body. This is not a common gold attribute spell, but a gold attribute Spiritual Qi. Unparalleled control.

Mu Yunxuan’s main occupation is the mentality of Mandate Sorcerer. His fine Juggernaut’s control of the gold attribute Spiritual Qi is beyond the power of ordinary people. Even the golden attribute of the usual nine-star glory, the control of Jin Spiritual Qi does not have him. Strong.

With this powerful control, Mu Yunxuan does not even have a cultivation martial art, he does not need, gold attribute power both offensive and defensive.

“The power of Mu Yunxuan is definitely beyond the cold autumn wind. Can Ye Futian compete with him?” Seeing Mu Yunxuan releasing power, many people have no confidence in Ye Futian before, and the gold attribute storm is too terrifying. The slender golden sword that surrounds him is controlled by Mu Yunxuan like a plaything.

In the direction of Ziwei Palace, Han Mo looked at it all coldly. Ye Futian’s innate talent was outstanding. He naturally looked in the eyes, but since he was standing on the opposite side of Ziwei Palace, he had to get rid of it. Life and death, this naturally saves a lot of trouble.

“You must die for yourself, I have to fulfill you.” Mu Yunxuan’s cold mouth, his voice fell, suddenly surrounded by his slender sword screaming move towards Ye Futian killing, Wan Jian Qifa, far It is stronger than the sword painted by Zhou Mu. After all, the gap between the two is very large.

The golden stick in the hands of Ye Futian danced, and the emptiness stepped out. A powerful power burst out suddenly. Then, after seeing the wings behind him, he trembled like a golden lightning.

“Hey.” Mu Yunxuan coldly snorted, the golden eyelids looked up into the air, and suddenly those swords turned to chase Ye Futian, although he did not cultivate the wind attribute, but he was not afraid of being able to fly the mage.

Ye Futian’s speed is extremely fast, the movement technique is very beautiful, just like the real golden-winged Dapeng bird, he is flying fast in the air, but the golden sword is chasing after death.

At the same time, Ye Futian gathered more and more, and an equally horrible golden storm followed his body, and the golden stick in his hand became thicker and thicker.

“When are you going to escape?” Mu Yunxuan’s cold mouth, he ton barely fell, then see Ye Futian’s figure appearing directly above him, the spinning body no longer dodge, but, holding a huge golden stick Direct move towards the next empty space, this moment, the void is like a trembling, the world is discolored.

The crowd seems to have been unable to see Ye Futian’s figure. In their eyes, there is only the shadow of the earth, sweeping everything.

The endless sword was smashed to death, but under the shadow of the stick, everything was going to be wiped out, the sword was smashed directly, and Mu Yunxuan looked up at the sky, and then saw Ye Futian killing with endless power, and his eyes suddenly condensed. Then, the demon cat behind him became more demon.

The incomparably violent golden Spiritual Qi turned into a huge sword, Mu Yunxuan’s eyes were filled with terrifying golden mans, furiously shouted: “kill.”

The voice fell, the golden giant sword moves towards the void, and wants to smash the void.

“Oh…” A loud bang, the stick and the sword collided together, only to see that the golden sword that smashed into the void actually shattered directly, and a powerful violent power shook Mu Yunxuan’s body, but Ye Futian’s The attack was also blocked and stopped in the void.

However, the power is still there.

The golden wings flashed and Ye Futian swung his body. Suddenly, the trend climbed again, surpassing before.

Feel this scene, Mu Yunxuan looks changed again, his hands stretched out, the endless golden storm swept over, turned into a huge golden pattern, blocked in front of him, at the same time, endless golden silk cutting space, continue to kill To Ye Futian, attack and defense.

Ye Futian looks as indifferent as ever, fluttering, fluttering, stepping forward in the void, then turning into lightning, and then moving towards Mu Yunxuan to kill, thousands of silks around the spell, but Ye Futian seems to have appeared around The golden light curtain is dense and airtight.

Finally, Ye Futian’s body came, and the second strike of the second strike was carried out, sweeping everything.

“boom!”

The golden pattern bursts directly, and an unparalleled power blows on Mu Yunxuan’s body, causing his body to slide back uncontrollably.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes changed, showing a shocking look.

What kind of martial arts combat technique is this, simply ignoring everything, sweeping the heavens and the earth, as if sticking out, all the enemies blocking in front of them must be wiped out and no one is allowed to exist.

At this moment, Ye Futian is truly incarnate as a young warrior. The golden storm that blows around his body makes people feel terrified. After the first two strikes, the momentum not only does not decay, but continues to climb and become more powerful.

Feel the violent amount of Ye Futian gathered at the moment, the face of Ziweigong has changed, no longer confident, even if it is Han ink, his face becomes a little embarrassing.

Ye Futian’s second stick is obviously stronger than the first stick, and he is still gaining momentum. If there is a stronger stick, Mu Yunxuan can’t stop it.

“Hey.” The promising Ye Futian went forward again, and the more horrible power bloomed. Mu Yunxuan was pale, he was furiously shouted, and the endless gold attribute Spiritual Qi became a golden spell. A huge ancient clock came to him. The body is shrouded inside, this time he did not attack again, but completely chose the defense.

Ye Futian rushed in, and then the third hit, without any hesitation, when the golden stick hit the ancient clock, it seemed that a bell rang, followed by a broken sound, and then, Mu Yunxuan The screams, after the stick broke open the golden bell, directly hit him on the body, knocked him down to the ground, the body slid on the ground, the blood in his mouth vomited out, and there was no blood on his face.

Obviously, the power has been lost.

“This…” The hearts of the people are not violent, too violent, and the young figure is angered and angered, and turned into a young warrior. That momentum, like whoever is in front of him, must kill.

“It’s so strong.” At this moment, many people have blood in their bodies, and men are like this.

At this moment, many people think of Hua Jieyu’s words. She said that Mu Yunxuan is not worthy of being compared with the people she likes. Many people questioned that Donghai Xuegong really has such excellent people? Perhaps it is because Hua Jieyu likes the other person.

But at this time, when Hua Jieyu likes the person and Mu Yunxuan face each other, across the three realms with irresistible power to crush each other, the talents understand that Hua Jieyu’s words are not exaggerated, Mu Yunxuan, whether it is innate talent Still strength, not worthy of comparison with Ye Futian.

Probably only such a generation of people can qualify to stand with a fairy character like Hua Jieyu.

When Ye Futian walked toward Mu Yunxuan step by step, many people in Ziwei Palace changed their faces.

This battle, but the battle of life and death, Mu Yunxuan agreed.

Mu Yunxuan held his hand on the ground and looked up at Ye Futian. The corners of his mouth were all blood. He looked very stunned and stared at Ye Futian. “Here is the Ziwei Palace. Do you dare to commit crimes?”

“Let’s apologize, I will spare you.” Ye Futian looked at Mu Yunxuan coldly.

Mu Yunxuan’s face was extremely embarrassing, let him kneel and apologize?

“Are you impudent enough?” I saw Han Mo’s footsteps coming out, a powerful power release, and watching Ye Futian coldly.

“This is a life-and-death battle, did Senior see it?” Ye Futian looked up at Han Mo.

“Here is the Purple Palace.” Han Mo said coldly, Ye Futian suddenly smiled and sarcastically said: “If Mu Yunxuan wins, you must have wanted me to die.”

Han Mo did not speak, this is natural.

Mu Yunxuan saw the master show up, and the sly eyes flashed a cold smile: “You can’t kill me, Ye Futian, do you think that there will be a good end with the slut?”

Ye Futian looked down at him. Mu Yunxuan’s smile was a little crazy. Obviously, today’s defeat made him greatly stimulated. He lowered his voice and said: “The slut is so beautiful, it will become a plaything for others in the future. ”

“You courting death.” The palms were slightly forced, and Ye Futian clenched the stick in his hand and then lifted his hand as if he might fall at any time.

“Teacher.” Mu Yunxuan looked back at Han Mo, and saw Han Mo once again stepped forward, cold: “Ye Futian, you want to die?”

I saw Ye Futian’s left hand reaching into her arms, taking out an ancient order and then throwing it at Han Mo.

Han Mo brow wrinkled, took it over, and then his face suddenly changed, whispered: “Let’s order.”

“Left-phase said, see the order to see him, this battle of life and death, Donghai Xuegong seven palaces witness, now, his life, I received.” Ye Futian hands in the golden stick fell, Mu Yunxuan exposed a touch The horrified look, looking at the golden stick that fell, gave birth to countless thoughts in his mind, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but there was no chance.

“Oh…” A voice came out, and the golden stick fell and fell on Mu Yunxuan’s head.

(End of this chapter)