The Legend of Futian Chapter 79: His life, I accept it
Countless eyes stared at the suspended Ye Futian. At this moment, he was too gorgeous.
Ye Futian looks handsome, but now the golden-winged Dapeng bird appears behind him, with wings, as if bathed in divine light, his hand is holding a golden stick, full of power.
Maybe, with his full strength, he can really cross the three realms and fight against Mu Yunxuan, the genius of Ziwei Palace, many people secretly thought.
Mu Yunxuan's golden eyes stared at Ye Futian coldly, and then, his life soul also appeared, a golden demon cat with extraordinary monsters.
The eyes of this demon cat are even more enchanting than Mu Yunxuan, and it makes people feel uncomfortable when staring at others.
The golden storm gathered in front of Mu Yunxuan, turning into a slender golden sword, whizzing around Mu Yunxuan’s body. This is not an ordinary metallic spell, but a metal Incomparably powerful control ability.
Mu Yunxuan’s main occupation is a spiritual destiny mage. His spiritual power controls the metallic auras beyond ordinary people’s power. Even the metallic wizards of the ordinary nine-star glory realm have no control over the golden auras. He is strong.
With this powerful control, Mu Yunxuan didn't even practice martial arts. He didn't need it. He had both offensive and defensive metallic forces.
"Mu Yunxuan's strength is definitely beyond Leng Qiufeng, can Ye Futian contend with him?" Seeing Mu Yunxuan release his power, many people have no confidence in Ye Futian before, that metallic storm It was too terrifying, the slender golden sharp sword that surrounded him was controlled by Mu Yunxuan like a plaything.
In the direction of Ziwei Palace, Han Mo looked at all this coldly. Ye Futian's talent was outstanding. He naturally saw it, but since he wanted to stand on the opposite side of Ziwei Palace, he had to get rid of it. Taking the initiative to issue a life and death battle, this naturally saves a lot of trouble.
"You beg you to die, I have to fulfill you." Mu Yunxuan said coldly, his voice fell, and the slender swords swirling around him whizzed towards Ye Futian, Wan Jianqi Fa, far stronger than the sword drawn by Zhou Mu, after all, there is a big gap between the two.
The golden stick in Ye Futian's hand danced, and the void stepped out of the sky, and a powerful force burst out. Then, his wings trembled behind him, and he went straight into the sky like a golden lightning.
"Huh." Mu Yunxuan snorted coldly, his golden eyes looked up into the air, and suddenly those sharp swords turned to chase Ye Futian. Although he had no practice wind attributes, he was not afraid of a wizard who could fly.
Ye Futian's speed is extremely fast, and his body is incomparably gorgeous, like a real golden-winged roc bird. He whirls fast in the air, but the golden sword is chasing hard.
At the same time, Ye Futian's gathering momentum is getting stronger and stronger, an equally terrifying golden storm follows his body, and the golden stick in his hand is getting thicker.
"When are you going to flee?" Mu Yunxuan said coldly. As soon as his voice fell, he saw Ye Futian's figure appear directly above him. Fei Xuan's body no longer dodges, but, holding a huge The golden stick smashed directly towards the sky. At this moment, the void seemed to tremble, and the world changed color.
The crowd seems to have no way to see Ye Futian's figure. In their eyes, there is only the shadow of the groundbreaking stick, sweeping everything.
The endless sword smashed through the air, but under the shadow of the stick, everything would be wiped out. The sword was directly smashed into pieces. Mu Yunxuan looked up at the sky and saw Ye Futian killing with endless power. His eyes condensed suddenly, and the demon cat's eyes behind him became even more demon.
The extremely violent golden aura turned into a huge sword. Mu Yunxuan's eyes were filled with terrible golden light, and he shouted angrily: "Kill."
's voice fell, and the golden great sword slew towards the void, trying to smash the void.
"Bang..." With a loud noise, the stick and the sword collided, and the golden sword that killed the void was directly shattered. An extremely violent might shattered Mu Yunxuan's body, but Ye Futian's attack was also blocked and stopped in the void.
However, the power is still there.
The golden wings flickered, and Ye Futian's body spun, and immediately, the general trend climbed again, surpassing before.
Feeling this scene, Mu Yunxuan's expression changed again. He stretched out his hands, and the endless golden storm swept in, turning into an incomparable golden pattern, blocking him, at the same time, endless golden thread cutting space , Continue to kill Ye Futian, offensive and defensive.
Ye Futian's expression was as indifferent as before, his wings flickered, his body whirled, his feet stepped forward into the void, and then turned into lightning, and then killed again towards Mu Yunxuan, Qiansi was killed by magic, but Ye Futian looked like A layer of golden light appeared, airtight.
Finally, Ye Futian's body descended, and the second attack of Tianxing Nine Strikes came out, sweeping away everything.
"Boom!"
The golden pattern burst directly, and an unparalleled power hit Mu Yunxuan's body, causing his body to slide back uncontrollably.
At this moment, everyone's eyes changed, showing shocked expressions.
What kind of martial arts combat skill is this, ignoring everything, sweeping the world, as if sticking out, all enemies in front of you must be wiped out, and no one is allowed to exist.
At this moment, Ye Futian is truly incarnate as a young God of War. The golden storm blowing around his body is frightening. After the first two blows, the momentum not only did not attenuate, but continued to climb and become stronger.
Feeling the amount of violent violence gathered on Ye Futian's body at the moment, the complexions of the people in Ziwei Palace have changed, and they are no longer confident. Even Han Mo's complexion has become a little embarrassing.
Ye Futian's second stick is obviously stronger than the first stick, and it's still gaining momentum. If there is a stronger stick, Mu Yunxuan can't stop it at all.
"Om." Ye Futian moved forward again, the more terrifying power bloomed, Mu Yunxuan's face was pale, he yelled, the endless metallic spiritual energy turned into a golden magic, a huge ancient bell Coming shrouded his body in it, this time he did not attack again, but completely chose defense.
Ye Futian rushed forward, and after the third blow, there was no hesitation. When the golden stick hit the ancient clock, it seemed that a bell rang, followed by a broken sound, and then Mu With Yun Xuan's screams, the stick directly blasted on his body after breaking the golden bell, knocking him to the ground, his body sliding on the ground, blood spit out from his mouth, and there was no blood on his face for a moment.
Obviously, he has lost combat power.
"This..." The hearts of the people trembled wildly, too violent, the young figure, rushing to the crown, incarnate as the young God of War, with that momentum, as if anyone would be killed in front of him.
"It's so strong." At this moment, there is blood burning in many people's bodies. Men should be so.
At this moment, many people thought of Hua Jieyu's words. She said, Mu Yunxuan, is not worthy of being compared with the person she likes. Many people questioned whether Donghai Academy really has such an excellent person? Maybe it's because Hua Jieyu likes her.
But at this time, when the person Hua Jieyu likes and Mu Yunxuan face each other, they cross the three realms and crush each other with unstoppable force. Everyone understands that Hua Jieyu’s words are not exaggerated, Mu Yunxuan , Whether it is talent or strength, it is not worthy of being compared with Ye Futian.
Probably only such a peerless character can be qualified to stand with a fairy character like Hua Jieyu.
When Ye Futian walked towards Mu Yunxuan step by step, the complexions of many people in Ziwei Palace changed.
This battle, but a life and death battle, Mu Yunxuan agreed.
Mu Yunxuan supported the ground with his hands on the ground and looked up at Ye Futian as he walked up. The corners of his mouth were full of blood. He looked terrifying and stared at Ye Futian and said: "This is Ziwei Palace, you dare to commit murder?"
"Kneel down and apologize, I will spare your life." Ye Futian looked at Mu Yunxuan coldly.
Mu Yunxuan's face is extremely hideous~IndoMTL.com~ Let him kneel down and apologize?
"Are you presumptuous enough?" I saw Han Mo stepping forward, releasing a powerful force, staring coldly at Ye Futian.
"This is a battle of life and death, did you see it?" Ye Futian raised his head and looked at Han Mo.
"This is Ziwei Palace." Han Mo said coldly. Ye Futian suddenly smiled and said sarcastically: "If Mu Yunxuan wins, you will definitely want me to die."
Han Mo didn't speak, this is natural.
Mu Yunxuan saw the master come forward, and a cold smile flashed in his ferocious eyes: "You can't kill me, Ye Futian, do you think you will end up with that bitch?"
Ye Futian looked down at him. Mu Yunxuan’s smile was a bit crazy. Obviously, he was greatly stimulated by today’s defeat. He lowered his voice and said, “That **** looks so beautiful, and he will definitely become Others’ playthings."
"You're looking for death." With a slight pressure on his palm, Ye Futian squeezed the stick in his hand, and then raised his hand, as if it might fall at any time.
"Teacher." Mu Yunxuan looked back at Han Mo, only to see Han Mo step forward again, coldly said: "Ye Futian, do you want to die?"
I saw Ye Futian put his left hand into his arms, took out an ancient order, and then threw it at Han Mo.
Han Mo frowned and took it, then his face suddenly changed, and he whispered: "Xiang Ling."
"Zuo Xiang said, see Ling, see him, this battle is a life and death battle, the Seventh Palace of the East China Sea Academy witnessed, now, I accept his life." Ye Futian's golden stick fell down, Mu Yun Xuan showed a look of horror, looking at the falling golden stick, countless thoughts arose in his mind at this moment, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but there was no chance.
"Bang..." A voice came out, and the golden stick fell and hit Mu Yunxuan's head.