The Legend of Futian Chapter 390: The reason for apprenticeship

"Alive, isn't it okay!"

The calm and indifferent voice fell in King Qin's ears, making him feel cold all over.

Even if Mr. Du didn't release any breath at this moment, this simple sentence still had such power that made King Qin fear.

"Junior Brother." Dean Xiao looked dignified and looked at Mr. Du.

"No way." Mr. Du rubbed his head, seeming a little depressed.

"Roar..." Suddenly, a sound of dragon chants came out, shaking the earth, and on the mountain of books, many academy disciples' hearts trembled violently, and they felt the qi and blood roll. The sound of the powerful dragon chant was actually Erupting from King Qin's body, a terrifying dragon shadow burst out of him in an instant, soaring upward, a terrifying golden dragon claw directly smashed down and buckled towards Mr. Du's head.

The distance between the two is too close, such close distance, such violent power, and the person who shot is King Qin, anyone below the realm of sage may not want to survive under such a surprise attack.

All the eyes on the mountain of books looked at Mr. Du at this moment, his heart throbbed.

Mr. Du was not dead, the golden claws stayed in the void, and on the terrifying dragon claws, dragon shadows constantly roared out, but such terrible attack power failed to kill Mr. Du .

The space seemed to be still, Mr. Du stood there so quietly, the extremely terrifying dragon shadow covering his body, but was blocked by an invisible light, the flowing light seemed to have nothing Power can break through, and this terrifying brilliance is wrapping King Qin's body little by little, covering his whole person in it.

The King Qin was trembling all over, shocked, scared, confused and puzzled.

"Sage." King Qin's heart sank completely. He looked at Mr. Du, and saw that the other person's expression was as calm as ever, watching him calmly and quietly.

The expression in King Qin's eyes kept changing. He opened his mouth and said: "Why, why is the world rumored that Mr. Du doesn't know how to practice."

"In this world, how many people dare to say that they know how to practice?" Mr. Du responded.

"If that's the case, why did you never take action?" King Qin still didn't understand. He thought he had exerted enough pressure. If Mr. Du really had absolute strength, why didn't he move him to the Qin Dynasty?

He never thought that Mr. Du really didn’t know how to practice, and he didn’t dare to underestimate the existence of such figures as Gu Dongliu, the saint of swordsman who taught him. However, Mr. Du’s low-key and forbearance gave him an illusion, although Mr. Du can practice, but perhaps he is only comparable to Dean Xiao, or even stronger, but he will definitely not be a sage.

Otherwise, why didn't it take until today?

"Isn’t it a shot now?" Mr. Du slowly spoke, and then, the dazzling brilliance rolled King Qin’s body into the void. Behind King Qin, a terrifying phantom suddenly appeared, his eyes seemed to be Turned into dead gray, a terrifying dead gray will headed towards Mr. Du. At this moment, a terrible phantom appeared on Shushan, like a dragon of death, covering the sky and covering the sky above the academy. place.

Countless people trembled in their hearts. Looking at the horrible sight that covered the sky and the sun, many people felt scared. The two old men of the Qin Dynasty also came to King Qin, and both released similar powers, as if they turned into a statue. grim Reaper.

A face condensed by a dark air current appeared above the sky, overlooking the mountain of books.

"Who is moving my children and grandchildren?" The extremely cold voice came, and the people in Shushan felt chills.

Qin Wang, his descendants?

It is rumored that the Qin Dynasty opened the tomb of the ancestors, but is there any willpower left by the ancestors?

This is terrible. Everyone seems to be enveloped in the meaning of death, like death is coming.

Is this the real strength of King Qin's coming to the academy?

"Your children and grandchildren are not filial, I cleaned the door for you." Mr. Du raised his head and looked at the phantom condensed in the void, and spoke lightly.

The endless dark air flow was flowing in the void, and those terrifying pupils of death stared at Mr. Du, and then the dark air flow crazily flowed down, covering every direction of the academy.

Mr. Du stretched out his hand toward the void, and the next moment, a huge and boundless palm print appeared in the sky above the vast mountain of books. This palm print ran across the sky and covered the entire mountain of books, and the endless dark air blasted off. On the palm of his hand, he saw a sharp sword intent appearing in the huge and boundless palm print, as well as the flames that would extinguish the heavens.

The palm prints crazily stretched out, still getting bigger, covering the entire sky. The palm prints are like a world, the five fingers are like five mountain peaks, and the sword intent in the palm is like a sword formation of the sky, permeating The flame of the sky is like a divine fire that burns out the world.

The sword intent and the flame power are integrated, and all the people of the Qin Dynasty are enveloped in the palmprint.

"No..." There was endless panic in the hearts of King Qin and the powerful people of the Qin Dynasty. They headed up to the sky and wanted to escape, but they found that the world of palmprints seemed to freeze the space. In general, their bodies can't move at all, it's the incomparable gravity pressing on their bodies. Not only did their bodies fail to escape, they were even sinking.

"It seems that the only thing that can solve everything is still strength. This world, as expected, is still the biggest fist." Mr. Du seemed to laugh at himself, his palm was slightly squeezed, on the sky, the huge and boundless palm print Squeeze.

"Mr. Forgive." Someone begged for mercy.

But at this moment, Mr. Du didn't have a hint of pity. He directly grasped the big palm print, and accompanied by a loud noise, everything was wiped out.

The palm prints dissipated as spiritual energy, and the sun fell down, everything in the sky disappeared without a trace, there was no death current, there was no Qin dynasty strong, only the remaining willpower, everything else, everything All turned into the dust of history.

At that moment, the Qin Dynasty was completely reduced to the history of the Eastern Wasteland.

On the mountain of books, countless people trembled slightly, and there were stormy waves in their hearts. No one can describe their shock at this moment.

The big palm print that covers the sky and the sun, in one grasp, is an era.

Is this the real Mr. Du thatched cottage?

It is rumored that Mr. Du, who didn't know how to practice, has cultivated the best disciple in the Eastern Desolation Realm.

Countless gazes looked towards the figure of the old man, with respect and endless fanaticism. Whether it was a disciple of the Academy, a disciple of the Sacred Mountain of Swords, or a person of the Mochizuki Sect, their mood at this moment was the same.

Mr. Du Caotang is the first person in the Eastern Desolation, the first person without any suspense.

On the mountain of books, the old man retracted his palm and felt countless enthusiastic gazes. He sighed and looked at his senior brother Dean Xiao and said: "Hey, it's so difficult to keep a low profile."

"Ahem!"

Dean Xiao’s thoughts were instantly pulled back, and he looked at the figure in front of him speechlessly, and saw Mr. Du standing with his hand holding his hand, and walking away leisurely.

"This **** thing, and proud of it." Dean Xiao cursed in a low voice.

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On the way from Tianshan Mountain to Shushan Mountain, a group of figures walked from the sky. It was Dao Sheng, Zhuge Hui, Gu Dongliu, and Ye Futian.

The Swordsman and the others set off after a short period of self-cultivation, ready to return directly to Shushan.

"Brother, Senior Sister, there will be nothing in the cottage, right?" Ye Futian asked, a little worried. Since Qin Yu was here to attack them, and King Qin did not appear, he most likely went to Shushan. Besides, He also offended the strong in the barren state.

"Don't worry, the teacher is here, nothing will happen." Gu Dongliu said.

Ye Futian's eyes flickered, and then he asked again: "What kind of cultivation is the teacher?"

If he believes that the guy doesn't know how to practice, he is an idiot.

"Xian."

Gu Dongliu said directly, Ye Futian's eyes lit up a bit, the old guy seemed to be worried.

"On the contrary, I was a little worried about the teacher." Dao Sage suddenly said: "The deserted state is coming, and the Qin Dynasty is pressing every step. The teacher is afraid that he will take action."

Second Senior Sister and Third Senior Brother are silent, which makes Ye Futian show a strange look~ IndoMTL.com~ Since the teacher is a sage, why should we worry?

"Little Junior Brother, do you know how we were accepted as disciples by the teacher?" Dao Sheng asked Ye Futian at this time.

Ye Futian shook his head.

"I am an orphan. Many years ago, when I was young, I wanted to join a small school of swordsmanship. I was turned away because of my poor talent. I was not even qualified to set foot on the mountain gate. Someone pointed at the foot of the mountain. On the other side of the stone wall, he said to me that if I could engrave on the stone wall someday, I would let me enter the mountain gate. I held the knife and tried for three months. Finally I carved a very shallow stroke, and I was excited to worship. The school was blasted out again, and the old man passing by said to me that someone as stupid as me is not suitable for spiritual practice. It is better to follow him and do miscellaneous tasks. I was discouraged and followed the old man."

The sword saint showed a gentle smile when he recalled his childhood. He will never forget the experience many years ago.

"Later, my senior became the sword saint of the Eastern Desolation Realm..." Ye Futian blinked. This is really a very simple story.

"Second Sister, how about you?" Ye Futian asked curiously.

"Forgot." Zhuge Hui said, Ye Futian was ashamed.

"Your second elder sister ran away from home and was chased by family members. The teacher fudged your second elder sister and said that she knew a good place and her family would never find her, so she fooled them to the East Wilderness." Dao Sheng said with a smile.

"This..." Ye Futian's face was black.

"Where is the third brother?" Ye Futian asked again.

"Your third senior brother is even simpler. When the teacher took the second senior sister out to play, it is said that after your third senior brother saw your second senior sister, he would never leave with the teacher again." Dao Shengdao.

"..."

Ye Futian's heart is a bit messy at the moment, are these really the three famous Caotang disciples?

The reason for this apprenticeship is really touching!

(End of this chapter)