The Legend of Futian Chapter 351: Tragic

In the flying snowflakes, Chu Yaoyao stared at the figure in front of her with beautiful eyes.

She didn’t know when her liking began, perhaps because of Hua Jieyu, so she paid attention to her boyfriend Ye Futian. She saw him for the first time during the canonization ceremony of the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty. The newly-accepted disciple of the cottage, the young man who understands my arrogance who knows me, faces Qianshanmu with the technique of rhythm.

But she really knew that her mind was on Guishan. In the illusion, the magical illusion that appeared in her mind turned out to be Ye Futian. Only then did she really know that she liked him.

In the most beautiful years, I fell in love with someone I shouldn’t like. This is a love that is destined to have no ending. She doesn’t know why she said these four words today, perhaps because she saw his killing intent. , Or perhaps because she knew that this might be the only chance she had to say these words in front of him.

Ye Futian also looked at Chu Yaoyao. Although he didn't like the woman in front of him very much, he still acknowledged Chu Yaoyao's beauty. After all, he was one of the three beauties in the Eastern Wasteland. Snow fell on her face. The lovely and pitiful look is enough to melt your heart.

But in any case, he still can't like it, one is because the two have not touched, and the other is because she has done some bad things to Jieyu, not to mention that she is Qin Li's girlfriend.

The five-element stick in his hand clenched tightly, and he felt a burst of exhaustion. He knew that the burning potential was about to be exhausted. If he did not kill Chu Yaoyao, he would have no chance.

The long stick slowly lifted, watching his movements, Chu Yaoyao's beautiful eyes showed a touch of heartache, she smiled miserably, looked at Ye Futian then, and then closed her eyes.

Really, very humble.

Ye Futian raised the five-element stick in his hand, but he also saw the broken eyes, and he hesitated.

In the distance, there were footsteps, and Ye Futian glanced at the distance, and then took a deep look at Chu Yaoyao.

"Forget all this." Ye Futian said in a low voice, then sitting on the ground, his aura gradually reduced, the dazzling emperor Guan Hui dissipated, and an endless sense of exhaustion came in, as if he wanted to be well. Sleep.

The imperial intent, far beyond his abilities, burns his potential madly. Although it allows him to cross the insurmountable gap and possess amazing combat power, after the battle, anyone can kill him at will.

It was an adventure for him to kill Qin Li, but he did it anyway. The damage Qin Li caused to Liu Guo, Liu Chenyu, and Ye Wuchen would not be regrettable.

Going down the Tianshan Mountain, it was difficult to kill him, so he didn't hesitate.

Chu Yaoyao opened her beautiful eyes, looking at the figure sitting on the ground, she didn't know what it was like.

"Eh..."

The wind and snow roared in the distance, and a dark figure rushed to the front. It was a monster black wind sculpture. Its eyes were glowing red, flapping its wings frantically, and rushing to Ye Futian's side, then turned around, alert Looking at Chu Yaoyao, she made a sharp voice at her.

It was Ye Futian who brought Heifeng Diao to here with his spiritual will. He and Heifeng Diao had the same idea. The moment he killed Qin Li, he knew that he would have sequelae, so when he did it, he asked Heifeng Diao. Came here, so the Black Wind Eagle rushed forward.

In the wind and snow, a group of figures came here one after another. People from the Donghua Sect, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, the Sacred Mountain of Swords, the Academy, and the Palace of the Xuanwang all arrived one after another.

Lou Lanxue, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and Beitang Xing'er are also there.

When everyone saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned and stunned.

There were five people in front of them, one standing, one sitting, and three others lying there, no life, apparently dead.

The people lying there turned out to be Qin Li and the two powerhouses of the Qin Dynasty.

The hearts of the people of Donghua Sect and Floating Cloud Sword Sect trembled fiercely, and their faces were pale. After all, they were allied forces. Seeing Qin Li's death in front of him, the feeling in his heart can be imagined, the proud son of the Qin Dynasty, The son of the prince, King Qin, who is very likely to inherit the position of the prince in the future, died on the Tianshan Mountain. This is definitely the most serious incident on the Tianshan Mountain so far. No one knows the consequences that may be born.

However, how did Ye Futian do it?

Looking at the figure sitting on the snow, Ye Futian's face looked a little pale at this moment, as if prostration. Obviously he had lost his fighting power, but he did not see any wounds on his body. How did he kill? Qin Li's death?

If it was Qin Li alone, they thought it might happen. After all, Ye Futian's combat effectiveness was extremely tyrannical, but besides Qin Li, there were two Qin dynasty figures in the upper realm beside him.

Of course, this is not the time to trace how Ye Futian killed Qin Li.

"No..." Behind, another figure rushed over. It was Qin Mengruo, the little princess of the Qin Dynasty, and the three beauties in the Eastern Desolate Realm, who appeared in this white snow world at the same time.

Qin Mengruo stepped forward. She looked at the three corpses, then looked at Ye Futian and Chu Yaoyao, and said coldly: "Why didn't you kill him?"

Her words were naturally addressed to Chu Yaoyao. At this time, Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen had already reached Ye Futian and blocked him, but many people saw that only Chu Yaoyao and Ye Futian, Ye Futian has lost his combat effectiveness, why didn't Chu Yaoyao kill Ye Futian?

Chu Yaoyao didn't answer, how did she answer?

In fact, Ye Futian didn't kill her.

"Are you still watching?" Qin Mengruo looked at the crowd present and said: "Kill him."

At this time, the eyes of all the people present were faintly red, and there was a sense of violent bloodthirsty in their minds, and they were somewhat affected. Hearing Qin Mengruo's words, the breath of everyone burst out instantly, Qin Li Died in the hands of Ye Futian, a full-scale war is probably inevitable, and now no one wants to be alone.

Qin Li died in front of them, and now he still thinks that neutrality will not deal with Ye Futian, is it possible? Qin Yu will let them go?

If you know that Qin Li was killed, you don’t know how Qin Yu will be angry. After all, everyone in the Eastern Desolation Realm knows that Qin Li was cultivated by Qin Yu as his successor, and many things belonged to Qin Lidai. He will do it.

For a time, many powerful men all went to Ye Futian to kill.

Although there is not much difference in combat power between the two sides, it is much more difficult to protect a person than fighting. Ye Futian loses combat power. A spell is fatal when it comes, so it is not too difficult to kill Ye Futian. .

The Sacred Mountain of Swordsman and Yu Sheng and others in the Academy guarded Ye Futian to death, their spirits ran away, and soon the battle broke out again, and they even chose their previous opponents tacitly.

A sword light slashed out and went straight to Ye Futian. Ye Wuchen's figure flashed, and the sword gas turned into a storm, blocking the killing sword.

Qi Ao seemed to have anticipated that Ye Wuchen would come to help. His wrist quivered and turned into a rain of swords in the sky, covering Ye Wuchen's whole person.

Ye Wuchen woven a sword curtain, impervious to wind and rain.

Qi Ao stared at his figure coldly, his sword danced like clouds and flowing water. Instead of attacking forward, he swung his sword in place. Each sword made a sword mark in this space. In the storm of swords, the word sword light of endless killing and cutting appeared, which is the extremely powerful sword killing and cutting technique, one word cutting.

The sword curtain arranged by Ye Wuchen was continuously cut and broken, and the word slash that continuously bloomed across the world, a cruel meaning flashed in Qi Ao's red eyes, waiting until Ye Wuchen defended When it is broken, it will be torn to pieces by his sword light.

Ye Wuchen in the sword curtain looked forward, and there was endless sword intent flowing above his body. The whole person was like a sword. He cultivated the sword body, and people are like a sword.

"Chih..." A soft sound came out, and Ye Wuchen actually gave up the defense, turned into a sword light and passed through, and directly slammed Qi Ao.

"You are looking for death." Qi Ao's eyes were cold. At this moment, Ye Wuchen released a terrible sword intent in his pupils, the Sky Eye Sword Art bloomed, and a sword expanded in Qi Ao's pupils.

Qi Ao closed his eyes directly, but his body and hand movements did not stop. The sword of killing and cutting he waved clankly pointed towards Ye Wuchen, like a sword net~IndoMTL.com~His I saw Ye Wuchen killing him in his mind. He knew that it was an illusion caused by the Skyeye Sword Art. Does Ye Wuchen really dare to kill him? That is looking for death.

The swordsman confronts each other and kills them in one thought.

Ye Wuchen arrived and rushed into the sword net. Scenes of practicing on Guishan appeared in his mind. His sword was slashed forward. It seemed that there was only this sword in the world, and he seemed to himself. Incarnate as a sword, he split a gap in front of him, and the sound of puffs continued. A sharp sword pierced into his body and passed through. Ye Wuchen seemed to feel no sense, and went straight through the sword net. A flash of lightning flashed across his eyebrows.

At this moment, in Qi Ao's mind, a sword kept approaching, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. Then his face changed drastically, opened his eyes, and then a silver lightning passed directly. With a ray of blood.

Qi Ao's eyebrows were directly penetrated.

His eyes opened wide, staring at Ye Wuchen, and then fell down.

Ye Wuchen turned around, dragged an extremely heavy step, and walked towards Ye Futian step by step. With each step, blood continued to flow down, staining the white snow on the ground, on Ye Wuchen’s body, There are still many traces of the sword at this moment.

Finally, he walked to Ye Futian's side, and then sat down with difficulty. The two sat together, looked at each other, and both smiled.

"Thanks." Ye Wuchen said, Ye Futian naturally understood what he was referring to, Qin Li's death.

He should have avenged this grudge, but Ye Futian did it for him and killed Qin Li on the Tianshan Mountains.

"My brother." Ye Futian smiled carelessly, his voice was a little weak, Ye Wuchen smiled and nodded, looking towards the battlefield ahead.

The wind is bleak, the snow is rustling, and the heavy snow on the Tianshan Mountains seems to never stop!