Chapter 2551 The Controversy Of The Second Divine Soldier
Ye Futian stayed quietly in Tianyan City for a few days. In the past few days, he has inquired a lot of news. Powerful people from all sides have also arrived in Tianyan City one after another, making this ancient weapon refining city more and more prosperous.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three days left until the Artifact Refining Competition was held.
This day is also the day of the Thirteenth Floor's agreement.
Ye Futian came to the thirteenth floor and took the second magic weapon.
At this time, in front of the thirteenth floor, a lot of powerhouses gathered. In the increasingly bustling Tianyan City, all forces arrived one after another. Not attractive, even many top forces have come here.
Even for the top forces, sub-divine weapons are quite precious magical weapons, each of which is very precious, but unfortunately most of the forces are not good at marksmanship, otherwise they will end up fighting for it in person.
On the thirteenth floor in front, each floor has many strong people standing there. On the highest thirteenth floor, in addition to its own strongmen, there are also strongmen from the Wang family of the Lord's Mansion of Tianyan City. Arrived in person.
The strong man headed by the Wang family who came to the city lord's mansion was a middle-aged man. Standing there gave people a sense of sharpness. This person was named Wang Teng, and he was an elder of the Wang family. After passing the Great Dao God's Tribulation, the man in silver beside him was unexpectedly the landlord of the Thirteenth Floor, Wen Donglai.
The reason why Wang Teng of the City Lord's Mansion came here in person this time is because this time in the thirteenth floor, I heard that several powerful figures appeared with amazing marksmanship, and it may be a very exciting battle.
"Silver Spear Changkong is here." Wen Donglai pointed down to Ye Futian who was among the crowd and introduced to Wang Teng. Wang Teng nodded slightly. Silver Spear Changkong was one of the powerful figures mentioned by Thirteenth Floor.
Defeated Wen Yang with one shot. At that time, many people in the Thirteenth Floor believed that he had a 50% chance of winning the next magic weapon.
But now, this possibility has been reduced to 20%.
Because after the silver spear shot through the sky, several extremely powerful characters appeared, and one of them was a strong man from the ancient god clan, who also came to join in the fun.
Ye Futian seemed to have sensed that someone was paying attention to him. He raised his head and glanced at the thirteenth floor, and saw Wen Donglai nodding slightly towards him, as if greeting him, and Wang Teng also looked at him.
Obviously these people remembered him.
Ye Futian didn't care, and didn't respond. His eyes under the silver mask were as calm as water. He looked down at the open field ahead. The battle had already begun, but now it was still the battle for the other twelve divine weapons.
Demigod Soldier is naturally the finale.
At the same time, he was listening to the discussions of the people around him. It seemed that after him, there were powerful people who came to win the Divine Weapon. He didn't pay much attention to it before. After all, it was a matter of little effort for him. If you want to take the magic weapon, who can stop it in the realm of the emperor?
One sub-magic weapon was taken away without any hassle, so there is no need to pay attention to the news here.
"What a proud guy." Upstairs on the thirteenth floor, Wang Teng said in a low voice when he saw Ye Futian's expression, Wen Donglai is a strong man who has crossed the tribulation, and the owner of the thirteenth floor took the initiative to say hello to Ye Futian, but was ignored Yes, you can see Ye Futian's arrogance.
"Extraordinary people naturally have extraordinary personalities." Wen Donglai didn't care much, and said with a smile. At this moment, he looked up in the distance and said, "Here we come."
Many people raised their heads and looked over there, only to see a group of strong men coming towards this side. This group of people has extraordinary temperament.
The ancient gods of the Yuanshi domain, the people who practiced in the Yuanshi palace, were inherited from the Yuanshi emperor.
This time, Pei Yao, an extraordinary powerhouse from Yuanshi Palace, also wanted to compete for the sub-skilled weapon.
Pei Yaoxiu is at the Ninth Realm, the peak of the Emperor, and his combat is extraordinary. In the previous battle, he also defeated the man of the thirteenth floor with a single shot.
Thirteenth Floor embraced Wen Donglai and greeted him personally, saying: "All fellow Taoists, please come up."
The powerhouses of Yuanshi Palace were also welcome, and they all fell on the thirteenth floor.
"Hasn't it started yet?" Yuanshi Palace strongman asked.
"Hurry up, after the other battles for the magic soldiers are over, it will be the battle for the next magic soldier." Wen Donglai was gentle and polite, and said with a smile: "Pei Yao's spear is like divine punishment. This time, there is a great possibility that this battle will be destroyed." The second magic soldier took it away."
"As the ancient gods in Yuanshi Palace, I shouldn't fight, but since it is for the Tianyan grand meeting, we also join in the fun. Pei Yao happens to be good at marksmanship. This time, he took away the magic weapon. Don't blame it." An old man from Yuanshi Palace said.
Listening to his tone, it seems that taking away the sub-magic weapon is just a matter of convenience, it's just a matter of lifting a finger, it's easy.
In fact, there is really no suspense for the monsters and strongmen of the ancient gods to compete for the sub-divine weapon. In general, they will not encounter opponents stronger than them, and it is normal to have such confidence.
Moreover, Pei Yao's divine punishment is powerful, but its destructive power is astonishing.
"It's just for fun. How can it be strange to learn the marksmanship of the powerful from all sides? It's serious." Wen Donglai said with a smile, Yuanshi Palace is full of confidence, but in his opinion, Pei Yao wants to take away the sub-skilled weapon , but it is not that simple, he still has two opponents.
Just as they were talking, another powerful aura descended from the sky in the distance, and then several figures walked in the void and came here. The man in the middle was wearing a black robe, giving off a very dangerous aura. a feeling of.
As soon as they appeared, Wen Donglai and the others all stared at them.
The identities of these people were mysterious, and the shot was not clearly identified. Wen Donglai even suspected that these people might not be practitioners from China, but might be strong men from the dark court.
However, they didn't have any evidence to prove that the opponent followed the rules to seize the Divine Weapon, and they couldn't say anything, after all, everyone in the city was watching.
The man in black who won the Divine Soldier was named Nie Jiu. The black spear he used was amazingly destructive. From Wen Dong's point of view, it was not inferior to Pei Yao's God's Punishment Spear. Therefore, these two men were also the most powerful. The person who might take away the sub-soldier might be a little worse than the two of them.
After all, of these two people, one is from the ancient gods, and the other is most likely from the dark world.
Although there are several other people competing for the sub-soldier, Wen Donglai understands that these three people are basically fighting. Although the others are also very powerful, there is still a gap. The gun is in the air, and there is 20% hope.
After they arrived, they stood there quietly without saying a word, just waiting quietly, looking at the battlefield ahead, they were not in a hurry.
Pei Yao seemed to sense a sense of threat, and looked at Nie Jiu from the air. The two eyes collided, and an invisible air current fluctuated in the void.
Both of them sensed each other's presence.
Only Ye Futian's breath was restrained, so low-key that he seemed to have no sense of presence.
Finally, time passed, and twelve of the thirteen spears were taken away, leaving only the middle spear still standing there.
Wen Donglai took a step forward and waved his hand. Immediately, someone stepped forward and moved the sub-spiritual soldier aside. He looked at the practitioners and said, "Not much to say, everyone is here, so please, this long spear belongs to you." Whoever it is, it’s up to you.”
After his words fell, people walked forward one after another. Pei Yao and Nie Jiu also stepped onto the huge open space, and Ye Futian also moved and walked forward.
"Twelve people!"
Of the people who came to compete for the sub-skilled weapon, only twelve people defeated the top powerhouse of the thirteenth floor.
"Don't hurt people's lives. The one who wins the marksmanship in the end will win the second magic soldier." Wen Donglai announced directly, and then a light curtain erupted from the surrounding magic circle, covering the huge open space in the middle.
The twelve strong men are all inside.
A silver spear appeared in Ye Futian's hand, and the power of the avenue came together, and then he closed his eyes. Under the silver mask, his eyes were closed like that, and he stood there motionless, as if he didn't want to participate in the melee at all.
In addition, Pei Yao also stood alone in a position, extremely cold and arrogant.
A black spear appeared in Nie Jiu's hand, exhaling a terrifying breath of destruction.
"You guys decide the winner by yourself." At this moment, Pei Yao uttered a voice, as if he didn't bother to participate.
Among the rest of the powerhouses, there were also some top figures. The aura of the Dao permeated their bodies, penetrated into the spears in their hands, and then moved one after another.
In an instant, the shadows of the guns were flying vertically and horizontally, as fast as lightning.
When many people fired their guns, it was a terrifying killer move.
Ye Futian stood there quietly with his eyes closed, a silver light shot towards him, it was as fast as a beam of light.
"boom!"
A sound came out, and the other party's gun was blocked. The silver gun in Ye Futian's hand was raised at some point, and directly collided with his gun. Then, the attacking person's spear broke every inch, and a chill came out of his throat. The point of the gun was falling right there.
"Not bad." Wang Teng praised Ye Futian when he saw Ye Futian shoot the gun. It was so fast and fierce.
One shot is enough to kill.
Ye Futian retracted his gun, and his opponent bowed back, with sweat dripping from his forehead.
"It's amazing." The people outside also saw this stunning shot. Other places also quickly decided the winner. In such a narrow space, the outcome is just a matter of thought. After the character won, everyone saw Nie Jiu's spear, like a black shadow, piercing the opponent's arm with one shot, and then flung it out.
In the battlefield, in just a moment, there were only three people left, which was exactly what everyone expected before the battle. These three people should be the strongest three people.
"You two, decide the winner." Yuanshi Palace Pei Yao said, looking at Ye Futian and Nie Jiu.
Nie Jiu glanced at him, smiled contemptuously, then looked down at Ye Futian, and said, "Quit yourself."
He wanted to see how powerful the God's Punishment Spear of Yuanshi Palace was.
Ye Futian raised his head, glanced at the two people above, he raised the silver gun in his hand, and then moved his body.
In an instant, it turned into a silver shadow!
Nie Jiu suddenly felt a strong crisis, and his black spear moved. In an instant, countless destructive spear shadows appeared in the void, and each spear shadow contained an amazing aura of destruction, burying the void, straight Stabbing at Ye Futian, it seemed that he didn't want to stop at this moment, and might kill his opponent.
However, he didn't do it. The silver light flashed away, and then the black spear in his hand exploded and shattered. The silver light pierced his arm directly. Although it was only a little bit, it still caused blood to seep out from his arm. .
Nie Jiu froze there, and then saw Ye Futian's spear shaking, and shot him out, turned around, and looked at the last person, Pei Yao from Yuanshi Palace.
Pei Yao also looked at Ye Futian in astonishment, obviously he hadn't reacted to the shot just now, not only him, but Wen Donglai, Wang Teng and others didn't return to God, Ye Futian's silver spear moved again.
That amazing shot carried a silver light and went towards Pei Yao, like a silver lightning.
"Boom..."
An astonishing aura descended, as if to shatter the seal, and a phantom appeared, like a divine soldier. With a divine punishment shot, he charged at the silver light with world-destroying power.
The streamer flashed away, the destructive God's Light of Punishment was pierced through, and the silver gun landed on Pei Yao's throat. There was still no suspense, Pei Yao's gun had been destroyed.
The battle ended in an instant.
At this scene, the people who watched the battle hadn't reacted yet, the strong outside were all stunned there, and the battle was over.
On those faces, there was a sense of astonishment and shock, and they were staring at the battlefield.
Wen Donglai, Wang Teng, and the strong men from Yuanshi Palace also looked at everything in front of them in astonishment. That's it, is it over?
what happened.
Ye Futian ignored everyone's expressions, put away his silver gun, walked to the Demigod Weapon next to him, then stretched out his hand to hold it, looked up at Wen Donglai's direction, and said, "You can take it." have they gone?"