The Legend of Futian Chapter 556: Soft persimmon?

Jin Peng spreads his wings and rises in the same wind. The previous series of body movements of Ye Futian resembled a divine bird roc, riding in the wind, as if blending into the wind, and the arcs drawn were extremely natural.

When everyone reacted, he had already appeared on Zhuge Ling's true body. At this moment, many thunderous phantom bodies disappeared, and the vines swept out of Ye Futian, instantly pulling Zhuge Ling's throat Locked with the body, just like the previous fight with Yan Nan, and more relaxed and natural.

"Om." The wind passed by, and Ye Futian spread his wings like a big Peng bird, and took Zhuge Ling's body to the sky. In an instant, he descended in the direction of Zhuge Xing, and the vines flung out, instantly Zhuge Ling's The body was smashed down backwards, and with a loud noise, Zhuge Ling's body was directly thrown out of the battlefield.

"Fail in seconds."

Many people’s hearts trembled, looking at the figure with wings spread out in the sky, and their hearts were a little restless. It turns out that Ye Futian didn’t show his true speed before. Is this his limit speed? Like Jinpeng’s body technique, Zhuge Ling is also good at speed, but in front of Ye Futian, his speed is not revealed at all.

The golden wings trembled, and Ye Futian glided through the void, returning directly to where he was. This battle seemed to be effortless.

The void was quiet for a while, and many people felt weird. Ye Futian did not reveal the realm of a prince, so he killed an eighth-class prince of the Zhuge family. I don’t know what the people of the Zhuge family feel at this moment.

Ye Futian didn't hurt Zhuge Ling. When he got up from the ground, his whole face was pale. This battle was a battle of shame.

Even, it was the worst battle in his life, but such a battle was a battle that was highly anticipated. One can imagine how he felt inside.

Looking at the direction of the Most Sacred Dao Palace, no one looked at him. Such a shameful battle, I am afraid that even the people of Thousand Sacred Island will not look at him, let alone the top figures, he Zhuge Linghe Like Zhugeping before, he couldn't enter the Palace of the Most Holy Dao.

This time, the Patriarch is expecting them to strive to enter the Taoist Palace as much as possible. In this situation, how can they explain to the elders when they return?

"The next battle." The old man on the ladder said indifferently. No one would imagine Zhuge Ling's mood. The winners and losers, the losers, and the people who pay attention to them are naturally less, especially if the defeat is so miserable. It is worth paying attention to.

Zhu Ge Ling looked sad, clenched his fists, and looked at Ye Futian. At this time, Ye Futian did not look at him at all. He stood there quietly. Next, he can rest for a long time. Zhuge Ling will be in the second battle. Challenge him, it saves him a lot of things.

At this moment, the two figures flashed out almost at the same time and came to the battlefield. They were both stunned and looked at each other. One of them changed slightly, and the other was extremely sharp, and screamed coldly: " Idiot."

The speaker is Yan Jiu of the Sword Saint Villa.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng even advanced this round. He came out first to avenge Yannan. At least he could choose Ye Wuchen, but the Tianjiao who happened to be on the opposite side of Zhoulu also wanted to get out first.

According to the rules, only the two of them were fighting.

"Fortunately for you." Yan Jiu gave Ye Wuchen a cold look, and then stepped out, step by step towards the middle of the battlefield. Around his body, the sword spirit was weak, and he moved forward with his body.

The Tianjiao who walked out of Zhoulu was a nine-class prince. Because of his low realm, he wanted to find someone of the same realm to fight first, but he didn't expect to meet Yan Jiu, but since that was the case, he could only fight.

Yan Jiu continued to step out. Before people arrived, he felt a surge of sword intent coming, and the terrifying kendo will seemed to tear through his mind and body.

"Go away."

Yan Jiu spoke coldly, his sword aura was like rain, covering the sky and obstructing the sun hanging down towards the opponent, the strong man gathered a tyrannical defense force to block the sword rain, but in the sword rain, many sword auras gathered together and turned into a handle The huge boundless sword of Zhentian, shattering everything.

The heavy sword among the nine swords of heaven and man.

The cracking sound came out, the defense was instantly shattered, and the heavy sword fell down with the overwhelming sword intent, and the man shouted: "I admit defeat."

He felt that if Yan Jiu didn't stop, he would be pierced by Wan Jian, and he would definitely die.

"Unlucky guy." Everyone secretly said in their hearts, they met Yan Jiu of the Sword Saint Villa, the descendants of the Sword Saint, the realm itself is two great levels higher than him, and it is a top evildoer, naturally a crush without suspense. Pressure.

In such a battle situation, the defeated naturally did not get selected to the Palace of the Holy Path. From the beginning to the present, there have been three consecutive duels, and none of the three losers was selected.

It's cruel. These people who are out of the game have no relationship with the Most Sacred Dao Palace. In fact, there are many enchanting characters who entered Thousand Sacred Island before, but they know the cruelty of today's battle, and they will most likely encounter Top people, at least the eighth-class princes, will be more confident in today's battle.

"Jieyu, Wuchen, you try to play as early as possible, don't drag it behind." Ye Futian said to Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen. In this situation, the top figures can calm down and relax. People with a lower level are more likely to take the initiative in the early stage. Therefore, Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen take the initiative to walk out. The worst case is to walk out at the same time as others, and the probability of encountering top characters is relatively small.

Both of them understood what Ye Futian meant. After another battle, Ye Wuchen rushed out first. There was one person who had the same idea as him. That person was an eighth-class prince with extraordinary strength. It was a big battle. In the end, Ye Wuchen defeated his opponent by integrating the Skyeye Sword Art into the attack of Wanjian, and was qualified to advance to the next round. The person he defeated was actually not weak, and it could even be said. The combat power is quite powerful, but still has not been favored by the great figures of the Most Sacred Dao Palace, after all, the realm is higher than Ye Wuchen and defeated.

When Hua Jieyu walked out, no one came out with her at the same time. She chose one of the few ninth-class princes. Now in the entire battlefield, there are fewer and fewer ninth-class princes.

In the battle of the same realm, Hua Jieyu naturally defeated the opponent without any suspense. Shennian Master has the reputation of the ultimate mage, which is by no means a false name.

As the fighting continued to erupt, there was finally an unexpected duel between the strong and the strong, and the unsightly challenged also appeared. They erupted with extremely amazing strength, and more and more people were out. In this first round, few people Was selected by the great figures of the Supreme Palace.

In the previous examinations of the Most Holy Taoist Palace, those big figures were selected from the last 100 people. At the beginning of this battle, there were 160 people. Even if one round goes down, there are still 80 people left. So everyone Not surprisingly, even if none of the 80 outs were selected, there was nothing fuss about.

Yi Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi also defeated their opponents. To Ye Futian's surprise, the guy Zui Qianshou seemed to win the opponent every time. The previous battle was also the case. In this round, one of them Not out.

After one round, the lineup of one hundred and sixty people, only eighty people remain on the battlefield. Six of them were selected by the great figures of the Holy Taoist Palace, all of whom were defeated in the strong dialogue. .

"We have already fought for a round, and I will give you a stick of incense time to adjust on the spot." The elder on the ladder said, many people sat cross-legged, and some closed their eyes and calmed down. Weak people are eliminated again, and there are not many weak people left.

They know very well that there are nine holy roads. If there are eighty people, there are only nine people on one holy road, and one holy road represents one direction. What does it mean to have an average of nine people?

The person who stands out is the most enchanting existence on this holy road.

Nine sacred roads, Chen Lu seems to have a lot of people walking out, which makes many people show different colors, Chen Lu is not the most promising sacred road, there are more than ten people still there, Ye Futian and the others Seven of them stayed on the battlefield.

"After this round of outbreak is over, the weaker people will probably all be eliminated, and those who remain will be top fighters." Someone said, if this round is over, there will be only four Ten people, the forty people selected from the nine holy roads in the deserted state, you can imagine how strong the combat effectiveness is.

"At this moment, on the battlefield, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen and their group~IndoMTL.com~ are still weaker. This round, I'm afraid they should all be out of the game." People from the outside discussed. Tao.

Many people nodded in agreement. Before, Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen and their group showed very strong combat effectiveness, but the strength is relative, and there are not many people left, even the eighth-class princes. Most of them are seventh-class princes, and the realm gap is becoming more and more difficult to overcome.

Before, Ye Futian faced Zhuge Ling, but next he might have to face Zhugexing, Xie Ji, and Yan Jiu.

Too difficult.

"Chu Chang." At this time, on the battlefield, the mortal sage Bing Yi spoke to Chu Chang, Chu Chang looked at Bing Yi in her beautiful eyes, and only heard Bing Yi continue to speak to her: "Next In the battle, there are many possibilities in the battlefield that are better than you. It is difficult to move forward. You try to fight for the initiative and choose an opponent from Ye Futian and his party. The odds of winning will be greater."

In today's battlefield, with a glance, there are almost no weak people, only Ye Futian and the others, the realm is the lowest.

Chu Chang's beautiful eyes glanced at Ye Futian and the others. Ye Futian and Yu Sheng are still in the heavens. Hua Jieyu and Ye Wuchen are ninth-class princes, and they are indeed the most promising opponents in the battlefield.

It's just that the speed of Ye Futian in the battle just now made her remember. Will he create surprises again?

Ye Futian was closing his eyes and practicing, as if he felt something. He opened his eyes and saw many eyes walking around him. He immediately understood why this was happening.

In the current situation on the battlefield, everyone regards him and Yu Sheng and others as the easiest to pinch, so these people are thinking about choosing themselves as their opponents?

Then, wait and see.

"The time has come." At this time, the voice of the old man above the ladder came out again!

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