Phoenix looked up at the battle in the void, and seemed to be somewhat interested, especially Ye Futian.
? Since Ye Futian's arrival, although his mount has spoken rudely, this person has behaved politely, apologizing for his mount, but he is not polite at all to those who say they want to kill his mount.
Moreover, he who has been standing there quietly and unobtrusively, his strikes are thunderous and murderous, beheading the opponent directly, and he strikes fiercely and decisively without the slightest hesitation.
This white-haired young man is not simple, at least, he is the most interesting practitioner she has seen so far, and he may also be the most outstanding, although his cultivation is not the highest.
After the young man died, several people from the Canghai Continent rushed towards Ye Futian, only to see the birth of a monstrous sword field, centered on Ye Futian's body, resonating with the sword intent all over the sky, and a river of swords rolled towards him. In the river of swords, there are three sky-breaking sword lights, like three swords, which are three swords.
The sound of puffing came out continuously, and all the people who attacked him were killed on the spot and died instantly.
The river of swords was surging, and soon, the Canghai Continent was killed so that there were only three people left, the three strong men who fought against Bei Gongao, He Lianhuang, and Yang Dongqing, one of the eighth realm and two of the seven realms.
"Practitioners in the Canghai Continent may be wiped out." Many other strong men looked at the battlefield over there and said in their hearts. They thought that even if they couldn't kill the Black Wind Eagle, they could at least suppress their opponents, but they didn't expect , The situation is like this, one-sided, and being suppressed by the other party, directly beheading all the people in the realm below the upper emperor.
It's so miserable!
Many people thought that if the people in the Canghai Continent knew that this would be the end before, how could they get ahead.
And the cultivators who also said that they wanted Xiao Diao to die were also secretly vigilant, but they didn't take action, so they shouldn't start a war because of a word of anger.
The three sword intents continued to kill towards the sky, helping Emperor Helian who was fighting. These three sword intents were already able to deter the Emperor of the Seventh Realm, and with the addition of Emperor Helian, it didn't take long to kill the opponent. After killing, it was Yang Dongqing's battlefield, sweeping past one by one.
In a blink of an eye, except for the proud eighth-level figure before, all other strong men were killed.
Moreover, the eight-level powerhouse was also suppressed by Bei Gongao.
"There is a fetish in his body." Someone said.
"Thunder attribute fetish, as far as I know, there is one of the islands in the East Immortal Island." Someone said again, and it was not the first time that many of them stepped into the East Immortal Island to learn something.
"Yes, Xiaomu." The man nodded in response: "Xiaomu contains a powerful thunder attribute, which can attract the power of the Dao Thunder and make it stronger. Now it is integrated into his body. This person can be called the Dao Thunder Body. Characters from the Eight Realms must be strong."
The situation on the battlefield became clearer and clearer. Bei Gongao was steadily suppressing the opponent. This made Ye Futian, who wanted to help, wait and see. In the high-altitude battlefield, the angry Canghai Continent Eight Realm powerhouse wanted to break through and kill Ye. Futian, but at this moment, he was already unable to protect himself. Not long after, a palm filled with violent thunder directly penetrated his flame body, and then exploded crazily, destroying him bit by bit.
"It was killed."
Everyone looked at the battlefield in the void and trembled in their hearts. After Bei Gongao killed the opponent, he also took away the opponent's storage ring, which made many people's eyes twitch. Does this guy have the air of an eight-level powerhouse?
But Bei Gongao doesn't care, the seventh and eighth realms are fine in his own territory, but on the land of Shenzhou, he also has to stick to it, unless one day he is invincible, so he has the capital to be arrogant. Well?
Interests are of course the first.
Shen Nian looked at the treasure in the storage ring, and Bei Gongao showed a knowing smile, feeling comfortable.
Seeing his smile, the strong people around were speechless for a while, but their hearts were dark. The practitioners in the Canghai Continent were wiped out by the group, and there was not a single one left.
This is the fate of the high-profile, they secretly reminded themselves that in Dongxian Island, even if the opponent seems easy to deal with, they must be careful, otherwise they will capsize in the gutter.
Those people just now are a lesson from the past.
Ye Futian looked as usual, as if he didn't have too many psychological fluctuations. At least his eyes were still the same as when he came, with a calm and gentle temperament, but thinking of his attack just now, many people were secretly vigilant. This kind of talent is terrible.
Moreover, he is only in the third realm of the wheel of God, if he enters the upper emperor, what will happen?
Could this person be the heir of some super powerful figure?
Ye Futian slightly cupped his hands towards Phoenix and said, "In the next Yep; This guy
Could it be because of his good looks?
Does Phoenix also look at appearance?
Ye Futian walked under the sycamore tree and sat cross-legged, with elegant and natural movements, white hair and white clothes, giving people an otherworldly mood.
"high."
Master Diao looked at Ye Futian, the master is the master, amazing.
He looked at the beautiful phoenix, thinking that what the master pictured was not your flame, but your phoenix and your divine fire, he wanted both
When the piano music appeared, Ye Futian placed his slender fingers on the strings, and plucked the strings with his fingers. In an instant, the notes danced one after another, turning into a beautiful movement.
A song, the phoenix is ??flying.
Under the sycamore tree, I saw the leaves fluttering, as if attracted by the sound of the piano, they drifted towards Ye Futian, swaying constantly.
A phoenix phantom appeared, circling behind Ye Futian, dancing lightly, under the beautiful melody, the phoenix stood there blankly, feeling completely immersed in the artistic conception of the piano sound.