Chapter 1369 Friction

Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian, he said, Wutu Minglei inheritance, he doesn't like it?

It's not just Zhang Changqing, the eight orthodox thunder methods actually belong to the lineage of Zixiao Tiangong. Is this person contemptuous of their practice of the eight orthodox thunder methods?

"Master, who are these idiots?" Hei Fengdiao next to him said to Ye Futian.

How dare he forbid his master to practice, so arrogant?

"A group of self-righteous guys." Ye Futian responded, the people of the Eight Thunder Sects stared at him, a coercion enveloped the void, and the thunder light shone, as if the thunder might fall from the sky at any time.

"I'd like to see, how dare you despise and humiliate my Leifa orthodoxy." Zhang Changqing said coldly, he looked at a person, and that person stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian. I also want to see how much real strength Ye Futian, the person who has inherited the sky and thundered thousands of ways and broken the extreme number, has.

"Boom." Wutu Minglei shone, making the sound of thunder and explosions, and thunder clouds rolled over the sky.

How tyrannical the power of the holy way is, all the cultivators and monsters around retreated to make room for this place, and those monsters let out a low roar of excitement, which is interesting.

These human beings can't do anything to the demon crown prince, and now there is internal strife.

Ye Futian also stared at each other indifferently. These eight Leifa sects were brutally beaten by the prince Zhu Yanyao, and they were in a dilemma, which was extremely embarrassing.

Now, find him to vent your anger?

Above the sky, muffled thunder exploded, and Wutu Minglei rolled and roared, covering the space above Ye Futian's body.

Ye Futian stepped forward, and the stars flowed around his body, surrounding his body, turning into a body of stars, and the sky and the earth seemed to turn into a starry sky world, with stars shining and flowing.

The strong Ziming sect stretched out his hands, palms facing up, as if holding up the heaven and the earth, and the lightning from the sky and the earth was shining, descending on his palms, gathering a bright brilliance.

"Boom." A flash of lightning flashed across the void, his figure was reaching the limit, and he rushed towards Ye Futian's body like a thunderbolt. He flipped his palms and slapped them out at the same time. Blast to Ye Futian's body.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder pierced the sky and the earth, and the endless earth and thunder gathered in the palm of Ye Futian's body, and the tumbling avenue of thunder on the sky descended at the same time, smashing on Ye Futian's star body.

The light of the stars was crystal clear, but there was still a crisp sound of crackling, and cracks appeared one after another.

However, Ye Futian's body still stood there, and the endless lightning rushed into the light of the stars along the crack, but did not shake his body.

The people around looked at Ye Futian's body, and the endless lightning and thunder released the thunder light, flooding the sky and the earth, but his body was crystal clear, as if he was an indestructible body, bathed in the thunder and endured the thunder power, and he remained motionless.

The expression of the Ziming sect powerhouse changed slightly, Ye Futian raised his palm, and there was a bang-clicking sound, and the endless avenue of thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, gathering in his palm. Qianlei Ting was as sharp as a sword, tearing apart the void.

The strong Ziming sect felt the threat and his body exploded, turning into a thunderbolt like an afterimage, but Ye Futian's body followed him like a shadow, and also turned into a thunder and lightning, reaching the limit.

The bodies of the two passed through the void at the same time, and appeared above the sky. The crowd saw Ye Futian's arms facing forward, and his fists bathed in the endless light of thunder blasted out.

"boom……"

With a loud noise, the body of the strong Ziming sect stopped, the fist of thunder hit his chest, and the destructive light rushed into his body, blooming from every part of his body, countless bolts of lightning It illuminates the void, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

There was another loud bang, and the body of the strong Zimingzong fell instantly and fell to the ground.

His body was scorched black, his long hair stood up all over his body, his body was twitching, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his appearance was horrible.

The strong man of Zimingzong looked embarrassed. With one blow, the strong man of Zimingzong who shot was not too strong, but he was not weak either. He was killed by Ye Futian with one punch.

What's more, his attack with Wutu Minglei could not shake Ye Futian's defense.

Zhang Changqing and the others looked up at the figures in the sky, Ye Futian also looked down at them, with a cold expression, and said calmly: "This is the way of Zimingzong's inheritance? It is really strong."

The sarcastic voice was particularly harsh, and the white-clothed figure in the void had silver hair fluttering, and his handsome face revealed a sense of unrestrained and unrestrained. Compared with the situation in Zimingzong at that time, Ye Futian at this time was more arrogant and unrestrained.

Obviously, in Zimingzong, Ye Futian had been suppressing his personality because he wanted to ask Ziminghuang, and because there were many emperors at that time.

Another figure stepped out. This person was also the Holy One of the True Self, but with a stronger aura. He stepped in the void, thunder clouds billowed, and a huge phantom of Thor appeared behind him, extremely overbearing.

This Thunder God phantom is holding the Thunder God Spear, and the thunder spirit gathered above the sky gathers. He stretches out his palm, a Thunder God Spear in his hand, and destroys the thunder light.

Ye Futian lowered his head and looked down at the other party, with a calm expression, his palm stretched out, the halberd was condensed, and the light of the tribulation thunder converged again, blending into the long sacrifice, and there was room for Taoism to swallow and tear everything apart.

"Bang." Ye Futian stepped in the void, and a great pressure fell down, covering the opponent's body. The strong man with the spear only felt a strong sense of suppression above his head, which made him feel very depressed. .

"Boom." The thunder light soared into the sky for a moment, across the sky, and headed towards Ye Futian's body.

"boom."

Ye Futian took another step. At this moment, everyone felt that Ye Futian's aura was a bit like that of the previous prince Zhu Yanyao.

A flash of lightning flashed across like a stream of light, and Ye Futian moved towards the strong Ziming sect below, stabbing straight with the halberd in his hand.

The strong man of the Purple Nether Sect did not evade, and also rose into the sky. The domineering thunder god phantom seemed to be integrated with him, becoming more powerful and powerful, the spear became bigger, and the thunder was so powerful that it collided with Ye Futian's halberd in an instant.

The strong light of destruction shot out, and in the bright light beam, the crowd saw the thunder spear shattered and shattered little by little, and Ye Futian's halberd pierced directly on Thor's body like a broken bamboo.

With a loud noise, the phantom of Thunder God was torn apart, and as before, the body of the strong Zimingzong fell directly, and he fell to the ground unable to move.

It's still one hit, instant kill.

"this……"

Many people showed strange expressions, and those from the Eight Great Thunder Law Sects were extremely embarrassed, especially the Purple Nether Sect.

The two attacks were both one-hit kills. If Ye Futian hadn't been merciful, they would have been killed directly.

This scene was like the ending of facing Zhu Yanyao Crown Prince.

"What kind of Taoism do you want to pass on to me?" Above the void, Ye Futian lowered his head and looked down, with a haughty look on his face.

Forbid him to practice lightning.

However, as Ye Futian said, the orthodox inheritance of the Eight Great Thunder Laws, does he like it?

"Master, what kind of orthodoxy is this? It's so strong." Below, Hei Fengdiao uttered a voice. He was in the form of a human, but his head was like a vulture. The sharp voice was particularly harsh.

Just now, they claimed to be orthodox in Leifa and wanted to ban the practice of his master's Leifa.

Now, it really is very powerful...

"Other people's thunder law orthodox represents the cultivation of the world's Thunder Dao. If you don't practice their thunder law, you are heretics, and you are not allowed to practice." Ye Futian in the void responded, with a strong sense of irony. blacken.

"It's really presumptuous."

A strong man who practiced Gengjin Tribulation Thunder of the Jinluan Sect stepped out, and rushed straight to the void, and a thunder sword born from the gathering of Gengjin Tribulation Thunder appeared, gathered on the sky, and beheaded And down.

Not only that, but there are also many divine swords around his body, which are extremely sharp.

Ye Futian glanced at the void, and suddenly there were ancient characters around his body. These ancient characters of stars seemed to contain the avenue of stars, and they revolved around his body. When the divine sword descended, those ancient characters flew out at the same time, unexpectedly It exploded with astonishing power, collided with the divine sword, and shattered it.

The strong man of Jinluanzong condensed his hands, and suddenly the endless Gengjin swords around him turned into thunder, and shot out, wanting to shatter the sky, and punished Ye Futian.

Ye Futian stepped forward, and the ancient characters of endless stars seemed to contain a special rhythm, and they flew forward continuously. The coming swords collided together.

The Excalibur collapsed and shattered crazily, the strong man of the Jinluan Sect yelled angrily, all methods were unified, and a huge golden Excalibur was gathered together, soaring straight into the sky, killing Ye Futian.

"boom."

Ye Futian stepped in the void, extremely powerful. When he took a step, the ancient characters of heaven and earth turned into a huge stele of stars, appearing at his feet, falling from the sky, and oppressing it.

At this moment, the strong man of Jinluanzong only felt that he was deeply trapped in the starry sky world. The golden sword slammed on the stone tablet, and it shattered and exploded bit by bit. Stepping out, the strong Jinluanzong was oppressed all the way down, and finally couldn't bear it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down.

One after another, ancient characters descended, bombarded his body, and smashed him to the ground.

It was still an instant kill, and the people who participated in the battle of Jinluanzong were already extraordinary figures. However, they were still suppressed by extremely domineering iron blood, which was not at the same level at all.

"Anyone else?"

Ye Futian lowered his head and looked down at the eight orthodox sects of Leifa below.

Who is worthy of a fight?

This space suddenly became extraordinarily quiet. Most people were watching the bustle, but they were also amazed at Ye Futian's tyrannical fighting power. He even rubbed the evildoers of the eight Thunder Fa sects on the ground.

This battle was enough to make Zi Mingzong lose his head and lose face.

Someone looked up at the sky. As the supreme force that inherits the eight great lightning sects, Zixiao Tiangong, who claims that the world's thunder law is the best in the sky, does not know whether it will fight!

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