Chapter 2550 Gossip

Ye Futian walked forward, the strong man from the thirteenth floor looked at him, smiled and nodded.

Stretching out his fingers, Ye Futian pointed at the silver spear in the middle, and suddenly many people looked at him. Those who dare to challenge the sub-soldier are extraordinary people.

"Who is this person?" Among the crowd, someone whispered.

"Silver clothes and a silver mask, with extraordinary bearing, I don't know which powerful person it is."

"How to call it?" asked the strong man who only listened to the thirteenth floor.

"Silver Spear, Sky." Ye Futian used a pseudonym, so no one had heard of his name.

On the thirteenth floor in front, on the thirteenth floor, a figure floated down and landed on the open battlefield next to it. Ye Futian walked over there and came to the opposite side. Silver light curtains appeared around him, directly sealing the area. space.

The battlefield is huge, but it's small for people of their level, but the Thirteenth Floor's sparring is to learn how to use marksmanship to attack and attack. .

"Thirteenth Floor, Silver Spear, Wen Yang, please advise." The practitioner opposite Ye Futian was a middle-aged man, holding a silver long spear, with an indomitable and sharp aura on his body, as if he was standing there , is a gun.

Both of them call themselves silver guns, whose gun is stronger?

Ye Futian stretched out his hand, and suddenly the great power in his hand gathered into a silver spear. Holding the spear, he looked at Wen Yang and said, "Please advise."

The moment the words fell, Ye Futian's body seemed to become extremely sharp, fused with the silver gun, the gun was like a man, and the man was like a gun. The silver clothes on his body were blowing, giving people a sense of extraordinaryness.

For a moment, Wen Yang seemed to sense that he had met a formidable opponent, and his expression became extraordinarily serious.

A round of terrifying fluctuations emanated from the long spear in his hand. He walked forward and stabbed a shot at the void, causing the void to vibrate, and a powerful shock wave appeared.

However, Wen Yang did not attack directly, but stabbed again, one after another, continuously, each time the shock wave was stronger, the power seemed to be multiplying, and it was constantly stacking and becoming stronger .

"The thirteenth-floor marksmanship." Everyone couldn't help being a little shocked when they saw that Wen Yang's shots were unique. Moreover, Wen Yang seemed to be extremely cautious and did not try to attack, and shot after shot, constantly sublimating the power of marksmanship.

The thirteenth floor spear technique, the further back, the more terrifying the power. It is said that the person who created this spear technique in the past only practiced to the twelfth level. Weeping ghosts and gods, he himself died after using that final shot, a shocking shot before he died.

Ye Futian stood there quietly, feeling the powerful shock waves that constantly hit, one after another, like a huge wave of destruction, oppressing this forbidden space, suffocating the space, and the avenue collapsed. In a closed space, this kind of marksmanship is indeed extremely powerful.

Moreover, the power of marksmanship is still stacking and becoming stronger.

It's a pity that the opponent Wen Yang met was him. It is of course important to practice the art of attack and attack, but it is meaningless in the face of absolute strength.

Ye Futian raised his hand and fired his gun.

People and guns merged into one, as if turning into one, like light, like lightning, flashing away.

"Bang, bang, bang..." There was a dull sound, and those shock waves were directly scattered from the front by the light, and in an instant, a silver spear pointed directly at Wen Yang's eyebrows.

Only one shot!

In the face of absolute comprehension and absolute power, supernatural powers are meaningless, the way is connected, and all laws are connected. Ye Futian's simple shot is the way to simplicity, the combination of man and gun, and the unity of the way, even without using the reserves Wen Yang's strength is not something that Wen Yang can contend with, the gap between the two is too great.

After Ye Futian's death, the shock waves caused by the explosion continued, and even hit the surrounding seals, causing the seals to vibrate, and it dissipated after a while, and the seal light curtain also disappeared.

Wen Yang's eyes froze there, staring at the silver mask in front of him.

One shot!

As the top human emperor in the thirteenth floor, he failed to withstand a single shot in marksmanship. In this shot, he felt an absolute gap. He and the opponent's perception of cultivation were not at the same level.

Many practitioners on the thirteenth floor got up and looked down, their pupils constricted, and there was a sense of shock in their eyes. Those who came to challenge were defeated more than they were victorious. There were very few people who could defeat the Chonglou marksmanship in terms of marksmanship, let alone Not to mention a one-hit kill.

In this simple shot, it seems to be returning to the basics and simplicity.

"What a stunning shot." An old man praised.

"Accepted." The silver gun in Ye Futian's hand dissipated.

"Your Excellency's marksmanship, Wen Yang admires it." Wen Yang put away his spear and saluted Ye Futian slightly. In the grand event in Tianyan City, he was able to meet romantic figures from all walks of life. The people in front of him had never heard of his name, but they were so amazing.

For the first time, Wen Yang actually felt that his thirteen-story building marksmanship was gaudy and flashy.

Thirteenth Floor's marksmanship is of course not weak, it's just that he met someone who is stronger.

"Mr. Changkong, would you like to go upstairs to talk about it?" Wen Yang invited politely, and he didn't become angry because he was defeated by a single shot. What is the purpose of the thirteenth floor to learn the marksmanship of the powerful from all sides at the cost of sub-skilled soldiers?

Isn't it just to see those top-level marksmanship, so as to improve their own marksmanship and learn insights, so they are more willing to see powerful marksmanship, but Ye Futian's marksmanship has surpassed his cognition, his Comprehension realm is not enough.

"No need, I'm used to being alone. When the time is up, I will come to get the silver gun." Ye Futian said, as if that magical weapon was already in his pocket. Everyone around him could feel his confidence.

"Excuse me, where does Mr. Changkong practice?" An old man on the thirteenth floor looked at Ye Futian and asked, a little curious.

"The marksmanship is one's own comprehension." Ye Futian responded.

"Understand it yourself!" The old man said in a low voice: "I admire you, Mr. Spearmanship, which is rare in life. I heard that the spearmanship of the emperor's disciple, the Emperor's Spearmanship, is also a peerless spearmanship. After passing the Dao Shen Tribulation, I am afraid that I will not have the chance to see his gun."

"The Spear King is alone." Ye Futian murmured, "Is it very strong?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Emperor Donghuang personally handed it down, of course it is very strong. With a single spear technique, there may not be anyone in China who can match it. It is said that the spear king can shoot alone, and there is no spear in the world."

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded: "If there is a chance, I would like to see it, so I will leave."

After that, he turned and left directly.

Aloof and indifferent.

Seeing his leaving back, many people felt a little surprised. Not only was this man excellent at marksmanship, but he was also so arrogant. Would he have a chance to see the spear of the spear king Duyou?

Even though he is very strong, the blow just now can be seen, but who is the gun emperor Duyou?

Emperor Donghuang's personal disciple, I am afraid, will not take him seriously at all.

"How sure is this person that he can win the Divine Weapon?" Someone asked the old man on the thirteenth floor.

"Although there are a lot of monstrous people here, including some top-notch ones, the shot just now was really amazing. I think he is 50% sure that he can take away the sub-divine soldier." The old man said: "Silver Spear Changkong, this name must be remembered Next, there will be many people who will become famous in this event, and he will be one of them."

Ye Futian doesn't care about other people's opinions. If you want to talk about fame, how many people have names that are more famous than the word "Ye Futian" in the land of China today?

The reason why he wants to take the gun is firstly because it is a sub-divine weapon, and he can get it without paying a price, so why not do it; secondly, he can better cover himself, he is a silver gun in the sky, a pure and arrogant Gun King.

Of course, although this shot caused some waves in the thirteenth floor, it is nothing in today's Tianyan City. In the current Tianyan City, I don't know how many romantic figures have come.

After Ye Futian left the Thirteenth Floor, he came to a restaurant in Tianyan City to drink. In the restaurant, he could often hear all kinds of gossip.

He came to a corner of the restaurant and sat down, leaning against the window, he could see people coming and going outside, just like on the street, the people next to him were talking about this grand event in Tianyan City, as if it was the only event in Yancheng today. topic.

"I heard that Princess Donghuang will come in person this time." Some people in the restaurant commented that the scale of this restaurant is not large, and those big restaurants are already overcrowded, so the practitioners here are not so strong, and the news is mostly More 'gossip'.

"A hundred years ago, a god general came to watch the ceremony. Will the princess come in person this time?"

"Well, Princess Donghuang has already grown up, and she has achieved a lot of cultivation. She has been busy with her cultivation. Now it's time for her to choose a Taoist partner. It is said that Tianyan City has a great chance."

"Why Tianyan City?"

"Think about it, although Emperor Donghuang ruled Shenzhou, many ancient gods were not directly under him. Moreover, he lacked top-notch weapon refining forces. If Tianyan City can be included in the bag, it will undoubtedly make the emperor's palace stronger. Most likely choose Tianyan City."

"Is it the crown of Tianyan City?" someone asked.

"Wang Mian?" The person who spoke showed a touch of sarcasm, and said: "I saw you outdated the news. Wang Mian went to the original world when he went down to the original world. He was defeated. Princess Donghuang is such a character, how can she think about it again?" he."

"The battle lost to Ye Futian?"

"Yes, when the top figures of the ancient gods teamed up and lost to Ye Futian and his wife, Wang Mian also participated in that battle." The person who spoke before continued to talk: "Many people think that Wang Mian may be the future The city lord of Tianyan City, but in fact, Wang Mian has always been the number two person. His accusation is cultivation. The real successor of Tianyan City is extremely low-key. Even the outsiders don't know how powerful he is. According to what I got According to the news, he has already passed through the Dao God Tribulation, and he was able to refine a magical weapon. In this refining competition, Tianyan City invited all the forces from China to come, in fact, it was to build momentum for him and make him famous all over the world. First place in the Refining Contest."

"The Wang family of the Lord's Mansion of Tianyan City has always been high-profile, but they have cultivated such a character in secret?" Someone asked curiously.

"This is the cleverness of Tianyan City. The ancient gods, who doesn't keep their trump cards? Wang Mian is just for the outside world to see. The hidden person is the real core of Tianyan City. If he doesn't say anything, he will become a blockbuster , His target may be Princess Donghuang." The man said mysteriously.

Ye Futian listened quietly, picked up the wine glass to drink, and actually sneered in his heart.

Princess Donghuang needs to get married?

For a person of his level, hearing these words is like listening to a joke. Under the emperor, everyone is an ant, unless Emperor Tianyan is reborn!