The Legend of Futian Chapter 550: Old Ning shots

The moment Ye Futian pointed his finger at Yan Nan and shouted out those three words, suddenly countless light refocused on Ye Futian.

Xie Ji challenged Ye Futian before, and Ye Futian gave in. After all, the realm gap is there, but now, what is his confidence to challenge Yan Nan?

The eighth-class princes of Yannan are also two realms higher than him. Moreover, Yannan himself is outstandingly talented. Although he was defeated before, it does not mean that he is not strong in combat. The difference between these two realms, how is Ye Futian? Smooth?

Yan Nan's eyes also stared at Ye Futian, extremely indifferent. His previous defeat was a shame. For example, today's Ye Futian actually challenged him?

He didn't challenge Ye Futian but chose Ye Wuchen because Ye Futian gave up once. If he challenges, Ye Futian is afraid that he will give up, so he chooses Ye Wuchen.

Now, after a defeat, Ye Futian pointed his finger at him and told him to get out.

It's simply unreasonable.

"Chichi!" Sword intent flowed around his body, Yan Nan rushed out like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and walked towards the center of the battlefield.

"Since you want to roll so much, I will make you perfect." Yannan took a virtual step. Ye Futian is the challenger in this battle. As long as he can crush and defeat Ye Futian with an absolute advantage, if Ye Futian concedes defeat again, he will definitely go straight. Out of the game, he would not even have the qualifications to enter the Thousand Holy Island of the Most Holy Dao Palace.

Behind him, a sword is suspended there, and the sword shadow is surrounded by infinite sword intent, and the edgeless epee condenses again. Every step he takes, it seems that there is a sword intent through Ye Futian's body.

Around Ye Futian's body, stars and meteorites converge, and the sky above his head actually looks like a starry sky. The bright meteorites revolve around his body, and his defense is extremely strong.

But Yan Nan is a sword repairer, how powerful is his attacking power, how can he care about the defense of a person in the realm of heaven, hitting a stone with a pebble, and looking for death.

If it were not for Ye Wuchen's last magic swordsmanship, he would not lose if he attacked.

"Om!"

A stunned and sharp aura came, Yannan’s sword of life and soul, the sword-shaped epee, fell down, killed Ye Futian and shattered everything. If there is a chance, he will not hesitate to take Ye Futian on the spot. Beheaded.

The heavy sword has no edge. When it falls down, the meteorites are all shattered into nothingness wherever it passes, and the stars can't resist the pressure of the sword, and they are all crushed.

"Dead."

Yan Nan let out a cold call, and the heavy sword suddenly accelerated and moved towards Ye Futian's body.

Ye Futian retreated, and the epee plunged to the ground, making a loud noise.

"This is your arrogant capital?" Yan Nan sarcastically swept towards Ye Futian, his heavy sword screamed loudly, and then pursued and killed Ye Futian, but Ye Futian was very fast, still fighting with Zhuge before. The same, mainly dodging.

"Boom!"

The sword spirit shattered and the sword soul returned. Yan Nan looked at Ye Futian coldly. Since the epee couldn't catch up, it was the sword of light and shadow.

Yan Nan's body turned into a sword light, whizzing out towards Ye Futian, wherever his body passed, the sword roar continued, and the endless sword energy moved with his body and went straight to Ye Futian.

"Kill!"

With a cold drink, the light and shadow sword pierced through the air, like a bolt of lightning slashing towards Ye Futian's body.

But at this moment, an invisible gravity and the meaning of ice appeared in the surrounding world, everything seemed to be slowing down, Ye Futian slapped his hands in front of him, giving birth to huge golden palm prints and those killings. The light and shadow swords that fell to collide, but they were directly pierced and destroyed, the sword's power was weakened, and it could not threaten him.

At the same time, the Shadow Sword came silently, but Ye Futian turned into a body of stars, with incomparable star brilliance flowing all over his body, the Shadow Sword killed it, booming...three consecutive tremors, The star defense gave birth to the crack, as if as long as another attack came, it would be completely shattered.

"Don't admit defeat?" Yan Nan sneered in his heart. He stretched out his hand, the sword soul appeared in his palm, and a terrible sword aura flowed in. His figure flashed, and his body went straight to Ye Futian's body. go with.

"Be careful." Li Qingyi, who was watching the game outside, couldn't help but shouted out.

Yan Nan wanted to kill Ye Futian.

The terrifying thunder power wandered over Ye Futian's body. A Thunder God's shield appeared in front of him. Yan Nan came and slashed out with a single sword. There were many sword shadows in the world, slashing at Thor. On the shield, it was actually split.

"Thunder God." Ye Futian suddenly flashed a cold light in his pupils, but the thunder power contained in the broken Thor's shield would not disappear. The purple-gold thunder light suddenly bloomed directly along. The sharp sword rushed towards Yan Nan's body, how fast the thunder and lightning, Yan Nan attacked close, the Thunder descended directly on his body, but there was a curtain of sword flowing around Yan Nan's body, and the thunderbolt down, Yan Nan only felt the spirit The will and the body were numb, as if struck by lightning.

But the sword he attacked did not stop, Ye Futian dared to be so crazy, then he died.

The sword fell, but did not split Ye Futian's body, the golden vines swept out, and the sharp sword that was swept towards Yannan, the sturdy vines were constantly being cut off, and at the same time, the sword was killing. Ye Futian's body, but at this moment, a pair of incomparably bright golden wings and great Peng wings appeared behind Ye Futian, closing in front of him to block the sword energy from the attack.

At the same time, Ye Futian's wings suddenly trembled, turning into a golden lightning.

Yan Nan seemed to perceive something wrong, so he directly abandoned his sword and retreated, but the gravitational will and the meaning of ice seemed to affect his speed.

"Get off." Yan Nan saw Ye Futian in front of him pointing his finger forward, and the sword gas whizzed past.

But he only saw a golden afterimage and felt the wind and thunder.

Golden Wing Roc Feathers, Thunder Shadow Step, and Wind Spells are superimposed on each other. How fast can they be?

Yan Nan only saw the golden afterimage continuously zooming in his pupils, tracing a complete arc and continuing to move forward, directly avoiding the sword qi killing, Yan Nan's body was flowing with a terrible sword curtain, unexpectedly Once again forced to defend.

"Frozen." Ye Futian yelled coldly, and the ice spell descended, Yan Nan's body blood seemed to stop flowing, and the speed slowed again, but the sword curtain on his body directly attacked the ice. Intentionally crushed.

But at this moment, Ye Futian’s body has arrived, and a golden afterimage came over Yannan’s head, the death winding spell bloomed directly, and the terrifying golden vines directly engulfed Yannan’s head from top to bottom. It's both hands, body and legs.

Many people's faces have changed, especially Yan Jiu, whose expression is extremely ugly. What is Ye Futian going to do?

He is controlling Yan Nan and will not let Yan Nan call out the word confession.

A hoarse roar came out, Yan Nan's throat was also trapped, almost unable to control the flow of sword intent, and the whole person was completely locked in the air.

"Let go of him, he admits defeat." Yan Jiu shouted.

Ye Futian raised his head, glanced at Yan Jiu indifferently, and responded coldly: "I didn't hear it."

The voice fell, and the golden vine directly pierced Yan Nan's arm. The meridian bones in his arm were all shattered. Yan Nan trembled from the pain, and the vines on his throat and head disappeared. Only then did the screams spread. Out.

"Since it is disabled, there is no need to stay." Ye Futian said lightly, and the vine slammed Yan Nan's body far away. Yan Jiu's figure flashed, catching his body, watching With Yan Nan's two arms hanging weakly there, his eyes were full of killing intent.

"I'm useless?" Yan Nan trembled, and couldn't believe that all this was true.

Yan Jiu looked at Yan Nan and said: "People with broken arms can still practice."

He can only soothe.

Yan Nan's pupils are extremely painful, as if he can bleed. He is talented, and today he rushed to the Sacred Dao Palace to make a name for the Sword Saint Villa.

However, he was actually abolished by a man in the realm of heaven.

Many eyes fell on Ye Futian and Yan Nan. It was indeed too miserable for Yan Nan. Sword Saint Villa, the proud son of Heaven, had his hands abandoned.

Ye Futian, really ruthless.

Just because Yannan insulted Ye Wuchen's maiming, he made Yannan maimed.

"Everyone." At this time, the elder who was in charge of the battle in the direction of the ladder looked towards the powerhouses of the Most Holy Taoist Palace, whether they would like to harvest Ye Futian.

"Fighting on the battlefield, deliberately controlling others to be unable to admit defeat, useless arms, the methods are too vicious." A low voice came out ~IndoMTL.com~Many people looked at the speaker, which is Thousand Holy Island One of the sage characters.

Ye Futian raised his head when he heard this sound, and looked towards the direction of the Holy Dao Palace. Insidious?

The senior figures of the Supreme Holy Dao Palace, will they not see that Yan Nan’s fighting style is to kill people?

"I heard that this son came from Chen Road. He is a bloodthirsty and cruel person." Another person said, Ye Futian's eyes flickered, and he felt an unusual breath.

Someone deliberately targeted themselves.

He doesn't know the people in the Most Sacred Dao Palace. If he must say that he has offended someone, it is Ning Huang's elder.

He didn't know if there were Ning Huang's elders among the two who spoke.

Ning Lao Ning was not among the two. At this time, Lao Ning was in a high place, and Clan Ning was also there, watching this scene quietly, even Lao Ning was still drinking tea, very leisurely.

With his status, how could he do it himself.

If Ye Futian enters the Most Sacred Taoist Palace, it will not be easy to kill him. In his eyes, people in the realm of heaven are nothing at all.

He is a genius if he looks at the other's talent, and if he looks upset, he is an ant-like character.

The talent that Ye Futian showed at this moment is not bad, but he killed Ning Huang, Ning Huang was the heir of his chosen mantle, and they heard that even the artifact he gave to Ning Huang was taken away by them. presumptuous.

Therefore, he naturally wanted to prevent Ye Futian from entering the Palace of the Most Holy Dao.

As long as Ye Futian can't enter the Dao Palace, killing him is as easy as trampling an ant to death.

Of course he is not in a hurry, nor will he come forward on his own.

Because of these two voices, no one spoke for a while, making the situation that Ye Futian was facing at this moment quite embarrassing. He used his heavenly position to abolish Yannan's arms. He should have been robbed!

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