The Legend of Futian Chapter 104: Execution

Ye Futian stood there physically, bathing in Shenhua, he didn't understand what happened.

In Ye Futian's perception, the tumbling blood in his body seemed to have turned into gold. There, there seemed to be a golden figure, like an emperor.

In his perception, this figure is very vague, he can't see his face clearly, and he can only feel his temperament, high above and inexhaustible, the endless emperor's light burst out from here. , Shrouded his body.

I saw that the image was walking in his body, getting closer and closer, as if walking into his mind, the momentum became stronger and stronger, Ye Futian wanted to see his face clearly, but Still can't do it.

He was thinking about who it was that left an emperor's will in him.

Will this be related to his life experience?

However, at this moment, he has no time to think about it. The emperor-like figure seems to be dancing, punching, palming, opening and closing, every movement contains the imperial aura, accompanied by the figure's movements, Ye Futian I only felt that the blood in my body was roaring, the soul of life was also roaring, the aura of the whole person was climbing frantically, it seemed like a power that did not belong to him.

Fate Soul is devouring the spiritual energy between heaven and earth like a sacred tree. His aura is changing, and he feels that his body is full of infinite power. Every movement of the emperor's figure in his body seems to be imprinted on him. In my mind.

Hua Jieyu was held in Ye Futian's arms, she naturally saw the changes in Ye Futian, she was stunned at this moment when she was ready to die. At this time, the light on Ye Futian's body was too brilliant, as if it were true The emperor of the world, although she has never seen the emperor Luo, she must never have such a temperament, as if he is the emperor of fate.

She suddenly thought of Zuo Xiang’s fate for herself, and also thought of Ye Futian’s questioning of Nan Doutai. At this moment, she finally understood what the empress’ fate meant, and she also understood that Zuo Xiang was asking Ye Whether Futian laughed after returning from Qingzhou City.

It turns out that this is the true meaning of her fate.

They are destined to be together.

Thinking that Hua Jieyu’s eyes were red, and another drop of crystal tears slipped down. It turned out that her fate did not take her down, but her beautiful eyes became more determined when she thought of this. Since the fate is like this, what else can there be in the world? Prevent them from being together.

Her beloved man is the real emperor's fate, as it should be.

Xia Fan looked at everything in front of him in shock, his grinning smile was already frozen there, and the strange situation before him completely overturned his thinking.

What is this?

Why did the spear pierce Ye Futian's body, not only did not kill him, but instead made him so beautiful, incarnate as an emperor, bathed in the emperor's brilliance, who will tell him what is going on?

Everything that happened before me, don’t say I saw it, he hadn’t heard of it. This is totally unreasonable. A practitioner needs to practice one step at a time, and there is no possibility of skyrocketing. Even if there is something strong on Ye Futian, but What level of power is needed to do it?

Xia Fan didn't know, he looked terrifying, and shouted at the two powerful Dharma realm in front of Ye Futian: "Kill him."

The two powers of the magic phase realm were also sluggish, looking at the changes in Ye Futian's body in shock, and hearing Xia Fan's wild roar, their eyes flashed with cold killing intent, aura condensed spears and terrible The flame palm prints simultaneously killed Ye Futian's body.

However, this time, they failed to hit Ye Futian's body. At this time, the emperor's light surrounding Ye Futian's body turned into a vague figure, the emperor's figure, surrounded by the emperor's brilliance, spears and palm prints. They were all blocked by the emperor's brilliance, and they couldn't get close to Ye Futian's body

At this moment, not only the expressions of the two of them changed, but the expressions of Xia Fan and the surrounding experts were extremely ugly, giving birth to an ominous premonition.

Many fate souls disappeared, leaving only the fate souls of the world’s ancient trees. The world’s ancient trees swaying in the void resembled the sacred tree, and the sound of clattering came out, and the sacred tree gave birth to vines, facing at a very fast speed. Behind Ye Futian, the two powerful Dharma realms rolled over.

The expressions of the two changed drastically, spears and flames erupted at the same time, trying to destroy the vines, but the vines that rolled toward their bodies seemed indestructible, and instantly rolled their bodies into the air, and the sound of clattering came out. , The tiny branches and leaves penetrated through their bodies, and a **** rain fell on the void.

Ye Futian slowly turned around. He raised his head and looked at Xia Fan. Those eyes looked like golden eyes, like the eyes of an emperor.

"You're not Ye Futian, who are you?" Xia Fan only felt a panic, it was too weird. At this moment, Ye Futian was full of imperial intent, but it didn't belong to him at all.

"What did you say?" Ye Futian said coldly, and then wings appeared behind him, and the brilliant wings flapped, he rose up, holding Hua Jieyu and headed towards Xia Fan.

In the body, the emperor-like figure is still dancing, and every movement is branded in his mind. At the same time, it stimulates the aura around his body and makes him stronger.

Ye Futian also understands that this power does not belong to him, but at least for the moment, it belongs to him.

"Kill him, kill him." Xia Fan stepped back, but gave orders to the people next to him, and those people were shaking with heart, and some dared not move forward.

"Go." Xia Fan yelled, his own body retreated wildly, and he turned and ran away towards the battlefield behind, where there was a strong man in the heavenly realm, which might have a glimmer of life.

"Om." I saw the wings behind Ye Futian spread out, the terrifying wings seemed to be cutting the space, making a piercing and sharp sound, but in an instant, Ye Futian descended in front of the strong men around him. There was no stop in his body, it slashed like a bolt of lightning, and the sound of puffs continued, and then the space continued to bloom with blood and screams.

"Uncle Master." Xia Fan seemed to have a premonition of what was going on behind him. He roared and ran forward, yelling: "Help me."

I saw a powerful figure in the celestial realm noticed the situation here, he left the battlefield and came towards Xia Fan, his body directly crossed Xia Fan and killed Ye Futian.

The figure here is a junior of Xia Feng, a sword repairman in the heavenly realm. The sharp sword bursts with dazzling brilliance and stabs at Ye Futian. He does not know why Ye Futian has undergone such a transformation. , But there is no time to care about the reason at this moment, only one, kill him.

"You take a rest first." Ye Futian said softly to Hua Jieyu. The vines rolled over, and Hua Jieyu's body was rolled behind him. The endless vines made a wooden bed as much as possible. Hua Jieyu can be more comfortable.

After that, Ye Futian raised his fist and smashed the sword that had been killed in front of him. This punch was not a combat technique he practiced, but was synchronized with the movement in his mind. When he blasted this punch At that time, it seemed as if it was natural, and the endless emperor's momentum around it blasted forward together, and suddenly a terrifying storm was born, directly smoothing the sword intent from the killing.

That Jianxiu's face was extremely ugly, but he shouldn't let him think about it. Ye Futian's body was dancing in the void, and the second punch came out. The simple and unpretentious punch was like the power of gathering the world and the meaning of the emperor. An emperor phantom attached to him, blasting this punch in sync with his movements.

The majesty of the emperor, the common people surrender, cannot resist.

The sword repairer showed a look of horror, the endless force carried by the emperor’s fist rolled over his body, and then there seemed to be a thunder in the sky and the earth, and a strong sword repairer in the heavenly realm was directly broken to pieces. No bones exist.

"No..." Xia Fan was horrified when he saw this scene, and only felt that all his thoughts were ashamed. His uncle, the sword repairman of the realm of heaven, was wiped out by Ye Futian with a punch, his body collapsed and turned into nothingness. His body trembled, and there was no evil smile in his eyes, only deep fear.

However, Ye Futian felt that the emperor's will in his body had reached a peak at this time, and his dancing body gradually slowed down, as if it might end at any time.

This gave Ye Futian a hunch that the emperor's will would not last forever, and he didn't have much time left.

Moreover, the imperial will that appeared here should be teaching him a set of techniques.

Thinking of this, the wings flashed again, his speed was so fast, he instantly joined the battlefield of Nan Dou Wenyin, Tang Lan and the others~IndoMTL.com~The wings cut through the void, and the sound of puffs continued, under the heavenly realm. The strong man was not able to withstand a single blow, and his madness was harvested by Ye Futian.

Although Nan Dou Wenyin and Tang Lan were also shocked by Ye Futian's changes, they knew what to do at the moment and cooperated with Ye Futian to fight.

I saw Ye Futian blasting out with one punch and one palm. Every punch and every palm print contained a powerful imperial aura. The powerful men who chased and killed continued to fall, and there were many more corpses on the ground.

Within a moment, only two powerhouses in the realm of heaven were left. They turned around and wanted to escape. At this moment, Ye Futian was too powerful for them to defeat.

Ye Futian's figure flashed, his body whirled slightly, and then he threw a punch like lightning. The fist penetrated the void and directly exploded a person's body. The imperial intention became stronger at this moment, watching the last escape Ye Futian blasted out a palm print across the sky, an emperor's palm print wiped out everything, chased and killed the opponent's body.

Except Xia Fan, everyone was punishable.

Nan Dou Wenyin and Tang Lan looked at Ye Futian in shock at this moment, the emperor's will rose to the extreme at this moment, and the emperor's light of hundreds of feet swayed with brilliance.

Ye Futian did not pay attention to their gazes, but stepped towards Xia Fan. Xia Fan retreated a little bit, with endless fear in his eyes.

"Let me go, you want me to promise you anything." Xia Fan looked at Ye Futian and said.

There was a crashing sound, and the body of Xia Fan, the master of the vine, tied his hands, feet and neck, making his body horizontal in the void.

"No..." Xia Fan seemed to know what was about to happen, and roared in horror. He wanted to struggle physically, but there was no way to struggle.

The vines wrapped around his body were pulled in different directions, as if they were, execution!