The Legend of Futian Chapter 555: Limit speed

As soon as the voice of the old man on the ladder fell, a figure flickered out of the battlefield.

When the others saw him walking out, they didn't rush out. He was a top power Tianjiao who was off the road, named Han Xiang.

This round of decisive battle is to choose opponents by himself, and it is also a test of everyone’s psychology. Han Xiang's realm is the prince and ninth grade. He belongs to the very low realm on the battlefield and occupies a great disadvantage, so he must not hesitate Catch the initiative first, otherwise it will be dangerous if you are challenged and targeted.

He thought that even if someone had the same idea as him, they should not be the top people. Sure enough, he was fast enough to be the first to walk out and seize this opportunity.

Han Xiang looked at the crowd on the edge of the battlefield. Most of them were at the level of the eighth and seventh princes. There were not many people in his same realm. Those who were lower than his realm would only be those two. Up.

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

Ye Futian abolished Yannan of Sword Saint Villa before. It was very dangerous. Although Yu Sheng defeated his opponent and came here, he was not so dazzling. Therefore, Han Xiang's gaze fell on Yu Sheng and said : "I challenge him."

His idea is that if you win one game first, you will have at least one more chance to perform. Even if you lose later, you have a greater chance of being selected.

So, he challenged the rest of his life, striving for a stable victory.

Ye Futian saw Han Xiang look at him and saw that the other party chose the rest of his life, he understood the other party's thoughts. This person's cultivation seems to be a ninth-class prince, with extraordinary combat effectiveness, but it is not good to choose who...

He glanced at Han Xiang with some sympathy. With the fighting style of the rest of his life, Han Xiang was afraid that he would have no chance at all, and he would not have a chance with the Most Sacred Dao Palace. If he chose someone else, even if he lost the battle, he might still have a chance.

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

"Han Xiang, please advise."

"The rest of my life."

The two reported their names, and then a terrible metal storm blew up on Han Xiang's body. This storm was extremely sharp, as if to shred everything, and spread out toward the surroundings, which was very terrifying.

Yu Sheng's palm stretched out, the devilish energy was in all directions, and a dark golden Fangtian painted halberd appeared in the palm.

In the direction of the Most Sacred Dao Palace, Elder Ning's gaze fell on Yu Sheng's body. He was indeed a demon evildoer. It is said that he could be demonized. Did Ning Huang die in his hands.

"Han Xiang, I'm afraid it will be miserable." The other people on Shenglu don't know, but the people on Chenlu know who Yu Sheng is. The scene of standing in front of Jinxiao City shouting for the murderer Yu Sheng, many people are Can not forget.

It was unfortunate that Han Xiang chose to challenge for the rest of his life.

Yu Sheng's body was covered with a layer of dark golden magic armor. The cold and terrifying aura gave Han Xiang a sense of danger. The devil's wings bloomed, and then the rest of his life stepped on the ground and his body flew up in the air. As they descended high in the sky, their dark golden eyes looked down at Han Xiang, watching everything.

Seeing those pupils, Han Xiang thought, did he choose the wrong opponent?

"Om." Yu Sheng's demon-like wings trembled, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd and swooping down, Han Xiang didn't have time to think, the terrible metal storm gathered around his body turned into the sharpest fragments, and he killed Yu Sheng's body. Cut out, this is a large-scale attack spell with huge coverage and nowhere to escape. Every golden brilliance in the terrifying metal storm is as sharp as a sword, cutting the void with the wind, making an extremely sharp sound .

The terrifying storm tore directly and slashed on Yu Sheng’s body. However, when the golden storm touched Yu Sheng’s armor body, it made an extremely harsh sound, like the friction of a sword, but could not cut it. And entering, can't break the dark golden armor defense that condenses.

Han Xiang's face changed. His attack was extremely sharp, but he couldn't even break the opponent's armor.

At this moment, a figure of a demon **** appeared in his eyes, and an extremely terrifying pressure descended on him, making him feel terrified, as if he was about to kneel down and surrender.

The extremely terrifying metal storm gathered in front of him and turned into a huge golden figure, in the shape of life soul, holding an extremely sharp golden spear, assassinated toward the void, breaking everything.

The Fang Tian painted halberd in Yu Sheng's hand smashed out, and a supreme killing power came down, breaking the **** of the halberd.

"Bang..." There was a loud noise, the spear shattered, the body of the golden armored war **** shattered, Fang Tian painted a halberd to kill everything, and fell on Han Xiang's body. Han Xiang's body was instantly knocked out and fell on the battlefield. He kept vomiting blood on the edge of his mouth, and his face was pale. He put his palm on his chest, and only felt that the bones were broken there. It was still the rest of his life that he had not tried his best, otherwise he would survive this blow.

Standing on the battlefield like a **** of war for the rest of his life, the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand disappeared, but it still felt like a world.

The figure turned, Yu Sheng walked back to his position, Han Xiang still fell there, glanced at the direction of the Most Holy Dao Palace, no one spoke, and was killed by Yu Sheng in the realm of Heaven. How could he be killed by those Top big people fancy?

He struggled to get up and exited sadly.

Many people who left the road looked at his leaving back, feeling a trace of sadness in their hearts. He had the opportunity to enter Thousand Sacred Island before, but he just refused, and Han Xiang is not weak, even The combat effectiveness is very strong, but this battle was unexpectedly killed. It can only be said that the opponent is too strong.

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

Now there are no weak people in this battlefield.

"The next battle." The strong man on the ladder said.

A figure flashed out instantly, and everyone saw this person's eyes flashing, Zhuge Ling, the strongest of the Zhuge family, now there are only two people left in the Zhuge family, the strongest Zhugexing and the eighth-class prince Zhuge Ling.

Although Zhuge Ling is not as good as Zhuge Xing, it is also extremely terrifying in reality. His Thousand Phantom Thunder Shadow has cultivated to a very powerful state, and he is good at speed.

But even a character like Zhuge Ling still dare not fight in the later stage. In the battlefield, many people are better than him. He also needs to seize the initiative in advance and challenge the weaker ones.

Turning his eyes, Zhuge Ling looked in one direction, and many people showed strange looks. Is it him again?

Before Zhugeping was defeated by Ye Futian, now Zhugeling is going to make a move again?

But Ye Futian had already defeated Yannan in the eighth-class princely realm before, so it might not be easy to get rid of it.

"You." Zhuge Ling's eyes fell on Ye Futian, as everyone expected, he challenged Ye Futian.

Ye Futian is a little depressed. The people on the battlefield are indeed very strong now. Obviously, he and Yu Sheng are treated as soft persimmons. They are better bullied. After all, the realm is low.

He smiled and shook his head. Ye Futian walked out of the battlefield and glanced at Zhuge Ling. Before Zhugeping had not even received the invitation from Qiansheng Island, now Zhuge Ling challenged him again, why bother?

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

But those who take Zhuge as the leader seem to think that they are very unpleasant.

"You can do it first." Zhuge Ling said, his temperament is more stable than Zhugeping and Yannan, his age is slightly longer, although his cultivation is the same as Yannan, his realm is more stable.

"Yannan was previously hit by Ye Futian's Thunder spell and controlled by a wood attribute spell. Zhuge Ling is different. He is good at the Thousand Phantom Thunder Shadow spell and can release the Thunder spell at the same time. His speed is also very fast. Like Zhugeping, who couldn't chase Ye Futian, Zhugeling chose Ye Futian to make a shot. It was indeed very suitable and could restrain Ye Futian." Many people secretly said.

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

In the eyes of many people, even if Ye Futian can win, he can only win one game at most. If this round is over, there will be a stronger 80 people left. At that time, there will be no more Ye Futian. Location.

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 fell, and the incomparable golden wings suddenly appeared. The golden wings and roc wings were so gorgeous, the force of the wind wrapped around the body, and in an instant, there was something around Ye Futian's body. A whistling hurricane.

"Boom."

As soon as I stepped on the ground, the thunder shadow bloomed. Everyone saw Ye Futian's body turned into an afterimage, which was almost terrifying~IndoMTL.com~ So fast. "

Zhuge Ling's eyes flashed, thunder light shone, and his body instantly turned into afterimages, flashing in various directions.

However, he found that Ye Futian's wings trembled, and his body turned to chase his true body, which made Zhuge Ling look different. It seems that the previous battle between him and Zhugeping was not accidental.

"Kill."

Zhuge Ling yelled coldly, a series of avatars and phantoms came out towards Ye Futian, one of them critically struck out with a thunder spear, and the force of thunder penetrated the void towards Ye Futian's body.

However, I saw that Ye Futian's body was like a phantom, traversing a brilliant arc, passing by the spear.

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

There were several phantom bodies who killed Ye Futian, but they saw the incomparable golden afterimage walking with the wind, constantly folding the direction forward, only his shadow could be seen in the battlefield, unable to capture it. The real body was like a real golden winged roc, blooming at its limit speed.

"What kind of body is this? It looks like a golden-winged roc."

"The combination of body and magic." Someone's heart trembled, it was too gorgeous.

Zhu Ge Ling's face changed, his body moved backwards, and then the terrifying thunder spells converged, five fingers came out, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out.

However, at the moment when the tribulation light bloomed, he saw the remnants of the Peng bird flying by before a tribulation light, and Zhuge Ling felt an extremely dangerous feeling the next moment.

"There." Many people looked behind Zhuge Ling in shock, and an afterimage condensed and appeared above Zhuge Ling's head.

Many people's hearts are beating, how can they be so fast? His speed is faster than Thunder!

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