The Legend of Futian Chapter 1420: Replace

Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and felt the dark and thunderous light. He calmly said, "The realm is not enough."

　　 Ye Futian glanced at him calmly, and a wave of power came out of his body, and it swept out in an instant. The radiance above his body flowed like a flawless jade, with no lack of Taoism and perfection.

After the 　　 idol tribe retreats, they have no time to leave the mountain.

　　 Zijun and other strong men looked at Ye Futian in surprise, his pupils contracted slightly, this guy had hidden his cultivation base, and they had gone away without seeing it.

　　 Such a young and flawless realm, his talents must be extremely extraordinary, and he seems to be a swordsman, but he also practices thunder and has the way of death.

　　 Obviously, he is good at multiple methods and comprehends multiple ways.

　　 Zhang Changqing felt the power of Ye Futian. This person should have entered the Immaculate Holy Realm not long ago, and his breath is not so strong yet, but he is sharp and sharp.

　　He lifted his palm, and there was a faint sound of terrifying thunder in the palm of his palm. With his steps forward, he lifted his palm and moved towards Ye Futian.

　　 Ye Futian also raised his hand, his palms collided with each other, and the two palms showed a terrible thunder current, which compressed the attack to the limit, forming an extremely terrifying force between the palms of the two. It is very difficult to control in a very small area. It is terrible to compress the powerful Dao law to the extreme.

　　 The surrounding Zi Mingzong experts released their breath after seeing their movements, and isolated this side, only to see that the robes on the two of them had no wind.

　　 "Cough..." There was blood flowing from the corner of Zhang Changqing's mouth. His internal organs vibrated violently, and a dull sound came out. He stepped back continuously and glanced at the palm of his hand, which turned into a burnt black color. The meaning of death is entangled.

　　 Looking at Ye Futian again, his expression is as usual, without any waves.

　　 This shocked the hearts of the people around Zi Mingzong, this sword seven is so strong?

　　 Zijun's expression also changed. The first genius of the Zi Mingzong, Zhang Changqing, whom she has always respected so much, was Lei Fa actually crushed?

　　 "Did you see it?" Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing and said, "The world is so big, many unknown practitioners are not necessarily weak. Zixiao Tiangong has summoned Tianyu practitioners. You must have seen it these days. Some enchanting characters, if you want to move forward, it will be difficult."

　　 Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian with a gloomy expression, and said: "Do you want to enter the Purple Heaven Palace?"

　　 Ye Futian didn't answer him, looking at the high place in front of him, where big figures were sitting there, high above, overlooking the scenery below.

　　 Seeing Ye Futian’s expression, Zhang Changqing is like a mirror with his heart, the world’s thunder-faculty practitioners, who doesn’t yearn for the Purple Heaven Palace?

　　 the world's thunder method, out of the heaven.

　　 This time, it was an extremely rare opportunity to be able to release oneself and show strength, and to be valued by the Purple Heaven Palace.

　　 It is normal for hermit figures like Jianqi to come.

　　 "You are participating in the name of Zi Mingzong, I will go to ask the teacher to see if you can make an exception and let you replace me." Zhang Changqing said to Ye Futian.

　　 Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing, no expression could be seen in the deep pupils, and he whispered: "Okay."

　　, it seems that this evergreen is self-knowing.

　　 In this way, his goal of traveling with the Purple Mingzong has also been achieved.

　　 "Evergreen." A Nirvana figure of the Purple Underworld Sect shouted to Zhang Changqing. This opportunity is rare in a lifetime. Even if he is injured, Zhang Changqing can still fight. This is the opportunity to enter the Purple Heaven Palace. If you just give up, It's a pity.

　　" He was right. In the next battle, I am afraid that it will be difficult to perform. Instead of entering the Purple Heaven Temple in this way, it is better to abdicate and let the virtuous." Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and said: "I hope you don't let me Disappointed."

　　 After talking, Zhang Changqing turned and left.

　　 Today’s battle is in the late stage, there are not many duels, and the opponents he may face next are several people he is familiar with, from the other forces of the eight thunderfa sects, he is against those few people He knows better about his strengths, he was not very sure in his heyday, and now he is traumatized and more difficult to defeat.

　　If he were to arrange the battle, in the next round of battle, Zixiao Heavenly Palace will most likely arrange a top figure who is also the Thunder Fa sect force. If he is defeated, he may not be able to enter the Zixiao Heavenly Palace. , And also lost the face of Zi Mingzong.

　　 This grand event, looking at the big picture, is a meeting of the pinnacle forces of the heavenly world, but in terms of their eight orthodox forces, it is actually a competition.

　　 Ye Futian stood there quietly, looking at the big thunder platform.

　　The dark tide of the Heavenly Enchantment Realm surged, and the top figures between the human practitioners and the Demon Realm came out one after another, concealing the meaning of contending for the front. The world may change.

　　Before the incident arrives, he must have a place among the top figures.

　　Only in this way can it affect some forces.

　　 "Why didn't you enter the Purple Underworld Sect in the first place?" Zijun asked Ye Futian. He said that he had been to the sacred mountain, and now he has shown such extraordinary talents, why didn't he enter the Purple Underworld Sect?

　　 "Why should I enter?" Ye Futian asked back, Zijun's expression stagnated, and he couldn't refute it.

　　 Brother Changqing is willing to abdicate, what can she say?

　　 Ye Futian turned his eyes and didn’t look at her. After a while, Zhang Changqing came back and said: “Master has agreed to the proposal, but it’s not known whether it will succeed. Please wait for the news.”

　　 At this time, Ye Futian clearly felt that someone was looking at him, and when he turned his eyes, he saw that on the high platform in front of him, a figure's eyes directly penetrated the space and fell on him. That person was indeed Zi Ming. Emperor.

　　 "It's not a big problem for you to fight, but if you have the strength, you can perform well." Zi Minghuang said, he is not worried about Ye Futian's conspiracy. Even if he is talented, he is only a holy cultivator. Dare to calculate the emperor?

　　 Where did he think that someone would dare to do this.

　　 At this time, on the Thunder Road platform in front, an old man opened his mouth and said: "Sill God Mountain King Xiao, Zi Mingzong Zhang Changqing was injured and gave up fighting qualifications, let his Zi Mingzong fellow disciple Jian Qi replace."

　　"Replacement?"

　　 Many people showed a strange color. Wang Xiao said to Zhang Changqing. These two are the representatives of the eight legitimacy forces of Thunder Law.

　　 Wang Xiao is the most outstanding disciple of God Slaughter Mountain. The road of Slaughter Gods and Thunder is extremely powerful, while Zhang Changqing is the enchanting figure of Zi Mingzong.

　　 Now, Zhang Changqing actually gave up the fight, letting a disciple of Zi Mingzong who had never heard of it play.

　　 Is this Zhang Changqing shrinking?

　　Perhaps, he was indeed injured, and he knew that he could hardly continue walking, so he gave up.

　　 Zhang Changqing gave up, which meant the Zi Mingzong gave up. This Sword Seven was probably only sent by the Zi Mingzong to make up the number, to resolve the embarrassment of Zhang Changqing not going to fight.

　　 Many disciples of Slaughter Mountain looked at the Thunder Road Platform, and even the Lord Slaughter Mountain looked at there at this time, and said to the Emperor Zi Ming: "Zhang Changqing came to you just now, but he gave up. ?"

　　 "Zhang Changqing was hurt a bit before, but it's the same for another person." Zi Ming said.

　　 "It's just this sword seven. I don't seem to have heard of it. Was the Zi Mingzong sent to make up the number?" The Lord Slaughter Mountain said again.

　　 "You can see it when you see it." Zi Minghuang's expression remained as usual. On the huge thunder platform, Wang Xiao was full of overbearing demon thunder, which made the formation banned by the battle platform. The violent and raging thunder current appeared on it, very terrifying.

　　 Ye Futian also stepped onto the Thunder Road Platform. Among the crowd, some people looked at Ye Futian.

　　"Zhang Changqing still has the power to fight. Since he has given up, he simply abstained and gave up the fight. Why should you let you come and waste time." Wang Xiao looked at Ye Futian and said, a series of dark demon thunders blasted down and descended. Around Ye Futian's body, a terrible destruction thunder field formed around Ye Futian's body.

　　 Ye Futian drew his sword, the sword came out, and the light of thunder shone in the sky.

　　 "Bang." With a step on his feet, Ye Futian's two-handed imperial swords suddenly surrounded him with heavy and dark swords of death and thunder, and waves of demonic thunder came from the sky, making a violent roar.

　　"Boom..."

　　 Devil thunder enters the body, walks on Ye Futian's body, making the sound of thunder, but it does not directly threaten him.

　　The sword crosses the sky, and the miraculous tribulations are introduced into the sword. The thunder light in the sky, stinging people’s eyes, countless swords, Yukong, flowing around Ye Futian’s body, and every sword is flowing terrible Death stream.

　　 Wang Xiao seemed to feel a slight threat, his body fluttered, and he controlled the thunder method to fall from the sky, and a horror demon thunder blasted down and smashed people's spiritual will power.

　　 Ye Futian waved his palm to the sky~IndoMTL.com~ The sword slashed out, and the demon thunder was split from the middle.

　　 The light of thunder, cut off in the middle, this is the way of space.

　　 "Go."

　　 Ye Futian spit out a word, and suddenly ten thousand swords came out, killing Wang Xiao.

　　 "Boom." Wang Xiao's body was radiant, as if he was covered in a pitch-black demon thunder armor, his fists pierced the sky, he was extremely domineering, and the void seemed to collapse and burst, and a sword was directly destroyed.

　　 However, the endless sword intent walked above the void, cutting down continuously, Wang Xiao shouted, behind him a phantom of the Thunder and War God appeared, raising his hand to attack the void.

　　 The sword flowing around his body is not exhausted, and the meaning of death enveloped the world. There is no vitality in this void, and Wang Xiao's face gradually darkened, extremely uncomfortable.

　　 He stepped on the void, his body soaring into the sky, trying to get out of this space.

　　 Ye Futian stretched out his hand across the air, and the sword that wandered around his body seemed to contain the rules of the road, and one handle was blasted down.

　　 "Boom boom boom!" There was a continuous burst of sound, and a sword was more powerful than a sword. Wang Xiao seemed to be trapped in the sword map, but it was difficult to kill it.

　　 "There..." Many people exclaimed and looked at the battle between Ye Futian and Wang Xiao, their hearts shaking.

　　 Zhang Changqing, who was the first day of the Purple Ming Sect, gave up?

　　Why this replacement is stronger, so that Wang Xiao has no power to fight back!

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