The Legend of Futian

As soon as the voice of the old man on the ladder fell, a figure flashed out, and the first one stepped out of the battlefield.

The rest of the people saw him stepping out, and they didn't rush out. It was a top-level force Tianjiao who left the road, named Han Xiang.

This round of decisive battles is based on his own choice of opponents, but also to test the psychology of all people. Han Xiang and his realm are Wang Houji and others. They are very low in the battlefield and occupy a large disadvantage. Therefore, he must not hesitate to catch them first Take the initiative, otherwise it would be dangerous to be challenged.

He thought that even if someone had the same idea to come out first and meet him, he should not be the top character. Sure enough, he was fast enough, the first to get out and seize the opportunity.

Han Xiang looked towards the crowd on the edge of the battlefield. Most of them were at the level of eighth-ranked princes and seventh-ranked princes. There were not many people in the same state, and there were only two people lower than him.

Therefore, his eyes fell on Ye Futian and the rest of his life.

Ye Futian abolished Yannan of Jiansheng Villa before. It was dangerous. Although the rest of his life also defeated his opponent, he was relatively not so dazzling. Therefore, Han Xiang's eyes fell on the rest of his life and he said, "I Challenge him. "

His idea is that if he wins one game first, there will be at least one more performance opportunity. Even if he loses later, the probability of being selected will be greater.

Therefore, he challenged the rest of his life and strived for a stable victory.

Ye Futian saw Han Xiang's eyes looking at him, and when he saw that the other person chose the rest of his life, he understood the other person's thoughts. This person's cultivation seemed to be a ninth-class prince, and his fighting ability was extraordinary, but it was not good to choose ...

He glanced at Han Xiang with some sympathy. In the way of fighting for the rest of his life, Han Xiang was afraid that he would have no chance at all, and missed the Most Holy Palace. If he chooses someone else, even if he is defeated, there may still be a chance.

The rest of his life stepped out, and looked at Han Xiang, but he was very calm.

"Han Xiang, please advise."

"The rest of my life."

The two self-reported their names, and then Han Xiang blew a terrible metal storm. This storm was extremely sharp, as if to tear everything and spread out around his body. It was terrible.

The palms of the rest of his life stretched out, his spirits were stretched, and a dark golden Fangtian painting halberd appeared in the palm.

In the direction of the Holy Palace, Ning Lao's eyes fell on the rest of his life, and it turned out to be a demon demon. It is said that Ning Huang died in his hands.

“Han Xiang, I ’m afraid it ’s going to be miserable.” Others on Shenglu are not clear, but Chenlu knows who the rest of his life is. Many people ca n’t forget the picture of the killer standing in front of Jin Xiaocheng shouting for the rest of his life. .

This Han Xiang chose to challenge the rest of his life, which is also unlucky.

The body of the rest of the life was covered with a layer of dark golden magic road armor. The cold and horrible breath gave Han Xiang a sense of danger, and the demon wings flew out. Then the rest of his life stepped on the ground, his body flew in the air, and landed in the sky. Above, the dark golden eye pupil overlooked Han Xiang, stunned.

Seeing those eyes and pupils, Han Xiang had an idea. Did he choose the wrong opponent?

"Om." The demon-like wings trembling behind the rest of the life, holding down the Fang Tianhua halberd, and dived down, Han Xiang had no time to think. The terrible metal storm gathered around his body turned into the sharpest fragments, killing the rest of his body. This is a large-scale attack spell with great coverage and nowhere to run. Every golden light in the horrifying metal storm is as sharp as a sword, cutting the void with the wind, making an extremely sharp sound.

The horrifying storm tore directly and was cut into the body of the rest of the life. However, when the golden storm touched the armor body of the rest of the life, it made an extremely harsh sound, like the friction of a sword, but could not cut into it. Can't break the dark gold armor defense that emerged from the condensation.

Han Xiang's face changed. His attack was extremely sharp. However, even the opponent's armor could not be broken.

At this moment, a shadow of a demon appeared in the pupil, and an intimidating coercion came, making him feel fear, as if to kneel to surrender.

A horrible metal storm gathered in front of him, turning it into a huge figure of gold armor, in the shape of a life soul, holding a sharp golden spear, assaulting towards the void, breaking everything.

Fang Tianhua's halberd in the hands of the rest of his life came out, a force of supreme killing came down, breaking the town's godlike style of the halberd.

"Bang ..." There was a loud noise, the spear was broken, the body of the golden armor was shattered, Fangtian Huaji killed everything, and fell on Han Xiang's body. Han Xiang's body was instantly knocked out and fell on the edge of the battlefield. He kept spitting blood and his face was pale. He put his palms on his chest and felt that the bones were broken there. This was not done for the rest of his life, otherwise he would survive.

For the rest of his life, he stood on the platform like a **** of war, and the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand disappeared, but still felt incomparable.

The body turned around, and the rest of his life returned to his place. Han Xiang still fell there, glanced to the direction of the Holy Palace, no one spoke, and was shot and killed by the rest of his life in the realm of heaven. Fancy?

He struggled to get up, and sadly exited.

Many people who left the road looked back at him and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. Before that, he had the opportunity to enter Qiansheng Island, but he refused, but Han Xiang's strength was not weak, and his combat effectiveness was very low. 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," said the strong man on the ladder.

A figure flickered out instantly, and the people saw this person's eyes flash. Zhuge Family, the strongest of the Zhuge Family, now has only two people, the strongest Zhugexing, and eighth-ranked King Zhuge Ling.

Although Zhuge Ling is not as good as Zhugexing, it is also extremely scary in reality. His thousand fantasy thunder shadows have practiced to a very powerful state, and he is good at speed.

But even characters like Zhuge Ling still dare not show up in the later stages. Many people are better than him in the battlefield, and he also needs to seize the initiative in advance and challenge weaker people.

His eyes turned, Zhuge Ling looked in one direction, and many people showed a strange look. Is it him again?

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

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

"You." Zhu Geling's eyes fell on Ye Futian, and as expected, she challenged Ye Futian.

Ye Futian is a bit depressed. The people in the battlefield are really strong now. He and the rest of his life are obviously treated as soft persimmons. It is better to bully them. After all, the state is low.

She shook her head with a smile, and Ye Futian stepped out of the battlefield and took a look at Zhuge Ling. Before that, Zhu Geping had not even received the invitation of Qiansheng Island. Now Zhuge Ling challenges him. Why?

The Zhuge family is the second sister's family. If the other party did not target him, he would not take the initiative to deal with the people of the Zhuge family.

But the people who started with Zhuge seemed to look down on themselves.

"You go ahead." Zhuge Ling began, his temperament is more stable than Zhugeping and Yannan, his age is slightly longer, although the cultivation is the same as Yannan, but the realm is more stable.

"Yan Nan was previously hit by Ye Futian's Thunder Spell and was controlled by the Wood Attribute Spell. Zhuge Ling is not the same. He is good at Thousand Fantasy Thunder Shadow and can release the Thunder spell at the same time. His speed is also not as fast as Zhu Geping. That way, it is impossible to chase up to Fufutian. Zhuge Ling chose Yefutian to take a shot. It is indeed very suitable and can restrain Yefutian. "Many people secretly said.

In this battle, Zhuge Ling has a better chance of winning. Ye Futian's combat effectiveness is actually very strong, but the difference is low, and sooner or later he will be out.

In many people's opinion, even if Ye Futian can win, he can only win one at most. If the round ends, there will be 80 stronger men. At that time, Ye Futian will no longer have the position.

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

"Why?"

Ye Futian glanced at Zhuge Ling and said, the voice dropped, the brilliant golden wings suddenly appeared, the golden-winged Dapeng's wings were gorgeous, the power of the wind wrapped around the body, and suddenly, a whistling wave appeared around Ye Futian's body. hurricane.

"boom."

As soon as the footsteps stepped on the ground, Lei Ying step bloomed, and everyone saw Ye Futian's body turned into an afterimage, almost terrifying ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ so fast. "

Zhuge Ling's eyes flickered, and the light shone, and his body turned into an afterimage all of a sudden, flashing out in all directions.

However, he noticed that Ye Futian's wings fluttered, and his body turned to chase towards his true body, which made Zhuge Ling show a different color. It seems that his previous battle with Zhugeping was not accidental.

"kill."

Zhuge Ling sighed coldly, one after another, the phantoms slaughtered towards Ye Futian, one of which was holding out a thunder spear, and the force of the thunder passed through the void towards Ye Futian's body.

However, he saw Ye Futian's body like a phantom, passing a gorgeous arc, and passing by the spear.

"It's too fast, how can it be so fast." The people stared at Ye Futian.

Several other phantoms killed Ye Futian, but they saw the dazzling golden afterglow that followed the wind, constantly folding the direction forward, only his shadow could be seen in the battlefield, and his true body could not be captured. It is like a true golden-winged Dapeng, blooming with extreme speed.

"What is it? It looks like a golden-winged Dapeng."

"Combination of body and magic." Someone was trembling, so gorgeous.

Zhuge Ling's face changed, and his body receded, and then the thunderous thunder spell converged and emerged with five fingers, all of which flashed out in an instant.

However, at the moment when the calamity bloomed, he saw the afterglow of the bird flying past a calamity, and the next moment Zhuge Ling felt an extremely dangerous feeling.

"There." Many people looked behind Zhuge Ling in shock, and a residual image condensed and appeared above Zhuge Ling's head.

Many people's hearts are beating, why is it so fast? His speed is faster than Thunderbolt!

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