The Legend of Futian Chapter 1912: Why seek death?
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Around Ye Futian's body, a statue of idols rushed towards the huge sword that had been killed, and each idol contained monstrous power.
I saw a black huge sword blasting on the idol, and the huge body of the idol suddenly appeared cracks and was torn to pieces. Those drooping huge swords continuously destroyed the galloping idol. The sound of terrible collision made This space kept oscillating, and with the collapse of many idols, the black iron sword on top of Ye Futian's head also fell, directly killing Ye Futian's body.
"Boom..." A terrifying and violent sound came out, and the black iron **** will blast on the huge body of the idol, causing it to tremble, but he saw the idol release its golden radiance. The body is stable and immortal.
Ye Futian got up, stood up within the envelope of the idols, looked at the black-clothed youth on the stone platform in front, and a cold killing thought flashed in his eyes.
"Boom!"
Ye Futian stepped forward and took one step down. In addition to the surging idol power, Ye Futian had an unparalleled sharp aura that could tear everything apart.
Three sword intents flew back to Ye Futian, and above the sky, a river of swords appeared, converging on the sword intent.
"Om!" The infinite kendo airflow flows into the sword intent, as if it blends into it. For an instant, in the three sword intents, every sword intent seems to contain Ye Futian's terrifying kendo power. Attack is not its complete form.
"Get off." Looking up, a loud rumbling sound came out, and the idol transformed by the Great Dao Divine Wheel soared into the sky, directly shook the Black Iron Divine Sword towards the void, and then collapsed and shattered. , After that, above the sky, the golden divine glory bloomed, making the idols still grow huge, rushing forward, the sound of the elephant ming shattered the eardrums of people, and countless idols phantoms rolled forward at the same time .
Ye Futian looked at the black-clothed youth in front, and continued to move forward, the huge idol directly killed him, the other side's Great Dao Shenlun black giant sword also made a terrible sharp sound, and went towards the idol.
The collision between the two in the void caused a terrifying storm in the surrounding sky and the earth, which shook the sword peak and the stone platform, but did not collapse, and many practitioners around retreated. Unexpectedly, the power that these two people exploded was so terrifying that the powerhouses of the ordinary lower emperor realm would be affected around.
"Om!"
At this moment, the three most brilliant sword intent blooms once again, blending into Ye Futian's great power.
The eyes of the young man in black also changed slightly. Ye Futian's strength was a bit beyond his expectation, but he did not take it directly. In his expectation, his realm should be enough to directly obliterate his opponent.
A pitch-black huge sword surrounds the body, majestic and cold. He is still standing in the center of the sword, like a figure sitting on a kendo throne.
At this moment, rivers of swords flooded the void. He felt a peculiar breath, which instantly covered the area where he was, causing him to shudder, very cold, this coldness It can even impact the soul.
His kendo defense power is also covered with a layer of frost, as if frozen by ice.
"Huh?" The two eight-level existences behind him frowned, as if they felt a force capable of destroying the black-clothed youth. One of them made a decisive decision and raised his hand with a sword.
Almost at the same instant, the sword intent fell, and accompanied by a crisp sound, the dark iron sword defense around the body of the black-clothed youth was directly torn and shattered, turned into fragments, the sword intent was instantly killed, the black-clothed youth Seeing the arrival of the sword intent, a strong sense of fear suddenly appeared, and that sword intent was constantly expanding in his pupils.
"Boom..." With a loud noise, a more terrifying dark divine sword stood in front of the black-clothed youth, and three sword intents blasted directly on it, blocked, and could not be broken.
Beside the young man in black, there was an extremely domineering and powerful man with eight realms, his eyes staring at Ye Futian coldly.
"Om!" Jian Yi flew back to Ye Futian in an instant, croaked loudly, and let out a sword howl.
At this moment, the crowd understood what was going on. Everything was too fast, and everything was over.
And their hearts trembled violently. Just now, the young man in black was almost killed?
It turned out that the powerhouse of the eight realms made a move to save him.
This...
They thought that the person who might be killed would be Ye Futian, and the person who intervened would be the practitioner behind Ye Futian, but the facts are completely opposite. The black-clothed youth in the middle emperor realm was almost caught by Ye Futian. Futian beheaded on the spot, and the people behind him took action to block the killing sword intent.
The space suddenly quieted down, and it was a bit terrible. From the beginning to the end, the black-clothed youth and Ye Futian didn’t talk much. They were both ruthless men who attacked directly, and both of them aimed to kill The other party went.
"Is this your confidence to make a move?" Ye Futian looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of the man in black and said, although his tone was plain, this sentence itself was a very strong mockery.
The man in black directly attacked Ye Fu Tianxia assassin, but he was almost killed. If there were no people behind him, he might have been dead.
In this confrontation, it can be said that the face of the black-clothed youth is completely lost. If Ye Futian were killed directly before, everyone would think that this person was indifferent and cruel, because a little thing directly killed an evildoer, but Ye Futian only Would be a poor man.
However, the young man in black was almost beheaded himself, which is somewhat ironic.
Another eight realm being walked out and said loudly: "People who are irrelevant, please stay away for now."
Everyone trembled slightly in their hearts. It seemed that the powerhouse of the Black Iron Sword Sect was about to slay Ye Futian. Now that they had already confronted, they simply did not want to let Ye Futian live.
The black-clothed youth has an extraordinary identity. He is the young master of the Black Iron Sword Sect and the son of the contemporary Black Iron Sword Emperor.
The two eight-level powerhouses around him, one is the big disciple of the Black Iron Sword Emperor, and the other powerhouse who takes care of the black-clothed youth is the younger brother of the Black Iron Sword Emperor and the youth's uncle.
"Some small things, why bother to fight, and it's not a grievance between life and death, since both sides have nothing to do, it is better to stop here." The empress who persuaded Ye Futian before said, wanting to persuade both sides to stop, Ye Futian's talent is superb. If there is a war, the possibility of being killed is great, after all, the power of the Black Iron Sword Sect is stronger.
The matter was that the people of the Black Iron Sword Sect took the initiative first, and rudeness came first, but she also understood that there is no absolute right or wrong in the spiritual world.
"No." The black-clothed youth's eyes were cold, and the killing desire was stronger than before. If he said that he wanted to kill Ye Futian on a whim, then at this moment, he really wanted to kill him.
"Thank you for your kind words." Ye Futian looked at the queen and nodded slightly: "However, some people wanted to die, so it was done."
"..."
The woman stared blankly at both sides. The black-clothed youth and Ye Futian all rejected her proposal. It seemed that they both thought they could kill each other.
"Pray for death?" The black-clothed youth swept his eyes to Ye Futian.
Ye Futian glanced at the other person, and said to Bei Gong proudly beside him: "You block them for a while."
"No problem." Bei Gong proudly nodded, now he has become more confident in his own strength.
The voice fell, a monstrous thunder field appeared, and a terrifying thunder **** phantom appeared, shrouded this space, above the sky, the endless thunder light wandered, fell from the sky, fell on him, and he turned into a thunder The body, leading to the great thunder of the gods, surrounded by rays of thunder **** light, like countless thunder chains.
The big disciple of the Black Iron Sword Emperor took a step forward, a mighty sword might appear above the sky, and a terrifying and sharp meaning spread, and the surrounding powerhouses all stepped back, pulling away, and there will be an explosion here. Battle.
But many people are accustomed to it. In Dongxian Island, this kind of battle has broken out a lot, but here, this is the first time this level of war has broken out.
The Eight Realms Human Sovereign stretched his hand to the sky divine sword, a terrifying black iron divine sword was branded with terrible sword patterns, which turned into terrifying black lightning to slash down.
"Bang, bang, bang!" I saw the light of a **** sword falling from the sky, blasting around the area where Ye Futian and the others were, turning into a black iron prison, sealing the space with the sword, so that Ye Futian and the others did not have You can escape.
After that, he pointed his finger downwards, and accompanied by a terrible rumbling sound, the Black Iron Excalibur directly killed him.
The Thunder God of War, transformed by Bei Gong Ao, hovered in the air, endless thunder and lightning wandered, turning into a thunder chain, directly on the black iron sword, entangled the sword, but did not stop the sword from falling down. Under the general horror trend, the dark and divine light swallowed down, killing everything.
But there was a net of thunder in the sky, destroying all the divine light, the power of thunder punishment wandered, the art of thousand punishment bloomed, and it went towards the divine sword.
"Boom..." A terrifying loud noise came out ~IndoMTL.com~ The Excalibur was locked in the void, and was baptized by the Light of Myriad Tribulations, and it was a little broken.
Seeing this scene of the eight-level powerhouse beside the black-clothed youth also came out, a more terrifying aura blooming, coercing this space.
Ye Futian did not go to see the battlefield. His great power was permeated, and the nine stone platforms were lit up at the same time, bursting with brilliant kendo rays. At the same time, the sword peak was also lit up, vomiting sword intent.
"What's the matter?" The emperor who exited the battlefield saw Jian Feng's change and their hearts trembled. They looked at Ye Futian, and the strong of the Black Iron Sword Sect also looked back at Jian Feng, suddenly There was an ominous hunch.
"There are great opportunities in Dongxian Island. It’s okay to live and practice, isn’t it? Why do you seek death?" Ye Futian said coldly. The voice fell on the eardrums of the black-clothed youth, and his face changed. I turned around and looked at Jianfeng.
"Om!"
In the sword peak, a sword light that pierced the sky burst into the sky, and its sword intent swept out. In an instant, several people of the Black Iron Sword Sect approached the sword peak directly under the sword intent. Shattered and turned into nothingness!