Chapter 317: Innate Divine Power

In the martial arts field, Ye Futian was practicing boxing at this time.

His boxing seems to have a wonderful rhythm, opening and closing like a king.

In the boxing technique, there are dragons roaring, monkeys roaring, and thunderous sounds breaking through the air. His body is flickering, galloping vertically and horizontally like a peng bird. Under the powerful oppressive force, his movements are like flowing clouds and water.

After practicing the boxing technique, he raised his long stick and danced again, just practicing with pure strength, still making a terrible sonic boom.

Tianxing Nine Strikes did not gather momentum, but moved with pure power, controlling its rhythm, but it was precisely because there was no gathering force that made each of his movements more difficult and required more power. , let alone in the martial arts field, holding a giant stick of a thousand catties.

But Ye Futian continued to practice again and again, sometimes his movements were blocked, the sound of sonic boom was harsh, and people kept looking at him.

As he danced the stick, his body actually made a terrifying crackling sound, the dragon's roar became louder and louder, the thunder was violent, and the bloodline seemed to be roaring and rolling frantically.

Finally, as Ye Futian swept out with another stick, the void seemed to tremble for it, and a stronger breath permeated out of his body.

Glancing at Yu Sheng, I saw that Yu Sheng was looking up at the huge stone statue in the void. A few days ago, he had also broken through the realm. This is Ye Futian's practice method for Yu Sheng. Looking at the stone statue can temper his spiritual power.

This martial arts field itself is a suitable place for martial arts practitioners to practice. Zong Xushan is the master, he is good at martial arts ability.

But Ye Futian also used it to cultivate spiritual power.

He put down the stone stick, looked up at the stone statue in the air, and saw the movement of Da Zizi's thoughts. Suddenly the stone statue became clear, as if it had come to life, faces appeared one after another, and the pressure descended, becoming extremely terrifying, oppressing his spiritual power. .

Ye Futian didn't care at all. He just stared at the stone statue and used his mental power to bear the pressure. Soon sweat oozes out of his forehead. The pressure of mental power is more painful than the pressure of the physical body. , Ye Futian needs to rest before tempering his martial arts.

Finally, after a few more days, Ye Futian, who was sitting in the canyon, also broke through the realm of mental power.

Both martial arts and mage abilities have entered the eighth-order dharma level, and they are getting closer and closer to the heavenly realm. When they practiced in Qingzhou City, the heavenly position was a legend.

Standing up, Ye Futian stepped out, holding a stone stick, looked up at the edge of the canyon, and said loudly: "If anyone within the realm of the heavenly position under the mountain wants to challenge, please wait at any time."

The voice echoed in the martial arts field, and instantly countless eyes fell on Ye Futian, did he finally begin to accept the challenge?

The defeat of Xiahou Chu more than two months ago made many people eager to try.

Today, he is crazy enough to challenge anyone who is in the realm of heaven with the realm of the law.

The realm of the lower heaven, but it includes the realm of the first layer of the heaven to the third layer of the heaven.

In the void, a figure stood proudly and swept in the direction of Ye Futian.

He stepped out and walked to the top of the canyon. Countless eyes fell on the man, a burly body, an explosive body, and a short hair that looked extremely powerful.

Mobei, a tyrannical figure on the second floor of Heaven.

"It's Senior Brother Mobei." Many people exclaimed, Mobei was also a very famous disciple on the mountain, and they saw that the body fell from the void, and an extremely terrifying oppressive force went down.

Ye Futian looked up at the other party, and a tyrannical gravitational force pressed against him, as if not a person descended, but a mountain peak smashed down towards him.

"boom."

The white brilliance shone, and Mobei's legs seemed to have turned into mountain peaks, stepping down, trying to crush everything under his feet.

Ye Futian raised his head, the long stick in his hand spun and danced, and the power became stronger and stronger. Gradually, a terrifying hurricane storm took shape, as if it was brought by the dancing of the long stick. , Ye Futian clenched the long stick in both hands, and then slashed towards Mobei, who descended from the void.

At this moment, the long stick was like a dragon, the situation changed, and Mobei seemed to be transformed into a stone statue of a prince, stepping on everything.

At the moment of the collision, a shocking sound of explosion came out, and then everyone saw that the rocks were cracked, and Mo Bei's body flew directly into the sky, going faster and more violently than when he came.

A mouthful of blood spilled from the void, and everyone saw that Mo Bei's body was like a rootless duckweed. Obviously, the injury was not shallow. Someone flickered and caught his body.

A few mouthfuls of blood spurted out again, and Mobei's face was pale and bloodless.

"This..." Everyone's hearts trembled violently, and they only felt a while of shock.

How powerful is Mobei's volley, and it ended with such a bleak ending.

"Who else?" Ye Futian looked up at the sky, the long stick stood beside him, like a god, the pressure in the canyon was still there, but Ye Futian seemed to be unaffected now.

He tempered his physical body in the martial arts field, and his physique became stronger. He swept out with a thousand jins of stone sticks, and gathered his strength to strike. The power can be imagined. Now that he has stepped into the realm of the eighth-order dharma phase, he is the first in heaven. Mobei, the powerhouse on the second floor, suppressed with his flesh and blood, how could he resist such a blow.

Ye Futian's voice echoed in the canyon, shocking the heroes. Countless eyes stared at the handsome figure. The disciples who practiced on the mountain were a little depressed. This was their home game, and Ye Futian came to show his power.

However, Mobei was defeated, and there were not many candidates who could defeat Ye Futian in the next realm.

At this moment, a straight figure in the void shot directly into the canyon, and with a loud bang, the entire canyon martial arts field trembled.

The bodies of the people also trembled, and when they looked in that direction, they saw an incomparably huge body appearing, like a giant.

Ye Futian looked at each other with a strange look. He had never seen such a huge person before. Yu Sheng was already extremely burly, but this person, he was even a head taller than Yu Sheng, and he was covered in flesh. , standing there is like a mountain.

"Turing, he is going to shoot?"

When everyone saw the figure, their eyes were fixed there, and many people looked in one direction. A young man stood with his hands behind his back. That was Zhong Lihen, the direct disciple of Zong Xushan, who was known as the first disciple of the mountain, and was in the realm of princes. Extraordinarily talented.

Turing was also a direct disciple of Zong Xushan, and only listened to his words.

Now that Turing shot, it was obviously his order.

Zhong Lihen stood with his hands behind his back. He knew how strong Turing's talent was. In terms of pure power, there would be no second person in the whole mountain.

Ye Futian swept the disciples of the heavy mountains, and Turing made a move, so let's stand up for the heavy mountains.

Turing's huge body is like a pile of meat, he walked to the side, then raised a terrifying stone hammer, and walked towards Ye Futian, his eyes were full of fierce light, and his footsteps ran, such a huge Body, his speed is not slow at all, every step he takes, it is like the earth is shaking.

Ye Futian actually felt a very strong sense of oppression from the opponent's body, the long stick danced, Ye Futian's body rotated, gathered an amazing blow, and swept away towards Turing.

Turing smashed down with a huge stone hammer and collided with Ye Futian's long stick.

"Bang..." A terrifying loud noise came out, and Ye Futian's body suddenly retreated.

He continued to dance with his long stick, trying to gain momentum, but Turing came across in one step, and smashed down with a hammer. With a loud bang, Ye Futian's body was directly hit and flew out, and his footsteps were unstable. The long stick rubbed the ground to stabilize the body and not fall down.

"The third layer of heaven, born with divine power." Ye Futian looked at Turing, who was the same monster as Yu Sheng.

"Boom, boom." Turing's eyes were fierce and he continued to step forward. Ye Futian stood up, but saw a figure rushing forward. It was Yu Sheng. He held Fang Tianhua halberd, like a demon god descended from the sky, towards the picture. Spirit kill.

Turing raised his hands, slammed down with a hammer, and with a loud bang, the rest of his life was smashed into the void.

"Good explosive power."

Ye Futian stared at each other, Turing stood there, as if he was integrated with the stone statue above the canyon, he was a natural giant.

Turing's strength is much more terrifying than Luo's King's Landing.

The people above the canyon looked at the battlefield below, and they were not surprised. If someone can defeat Ye Futian in the lower realm, then this person must be Turing.

Zong Xushan once said that Turing's divine power is the strongest he has ever seen.

It is a pity that Turing's brain is not very smart.

"Boom." Turing stepped forward and continued to walk towards Ye Futian. Looking at the meat mountain, Ye Futian said, "Big guy."

Turing stopped, and the fierce light was revealed, and the expression seemed to swallow Ye Futian.

"The strength is good, what's your name?" Ye Futian asked.

Turing stared at him with fierce eyes, and then continued to step forward, every step was like a rock.

Another hammer smashed down, this time Ye Futian did not resist hard, his figure flashed, dodging the blow like a gust of wind, and came to the air to stare at the opponent.

Turing looked up at Ye Futian, his eyes were still fierce, and he attacked again.

Ye Futian flickered continuously, and did not collide with him head-on. Everyone's eyes flickered. It seems that Ye Futian is also smart. He did not choose to collide with Turing head-on. Not necessarily as good as Turing.

"The real murderer." Ye Futian stared at him fiercely.

"Do you only hide?" Turing finally spoke, his voice thick.

"Battle is not just a simple collision of strength. There are many ways to defeat you, but I appreciate your strength and don't want to hurt you." Ye Futian said, other mountains in the academy still have outstanding talents, this Turing's power , he has only seen Yu Sheng be able to be above him!

Many people were speechless for a while, this guy was chased so embarrassedly that he only knew how to dodge, how dare he dare to speak up?