Chapter 597 Fighting Against the Xianjun

Lian Yuqing glanced at Ye Futian indifferently, then walked to Yunfeng's side, squatted down to check Yunfeng's injuries, and found that Yunfeng's bones had broken many roots, although it will not be disabled, but I am afraid that he needs to cultivate It takes a long time to practice normally.

This was just a physical injury, and Lian Yuqing knew when he saw Yunfeng's dazed eyes that this battle would hurt Yunfeng's mental level far more painfully than the physical injury.

His younger brother is a descendant of a painter, he can put everything into a painting, his talent is outstanding, he entered the Taoist list not long after entering the Taoist palace, he is naturally young and vigorous, and has always aimed to enter the holy palace, what is Yunfeng like in normal times He naturally sees the characters, proud, young and frivolous, full of self-confidence.

But at this moment, Yunfeng's eyes were full of emptiness. The humiliation of this battle shattered his self-confidence and pride, and made him fall into the abyss in an instant. It is too cruel for the proud son, and it is very likely that Yunfeng will be devastated, and he will doubt himself from now on, and his state of mind will be difficult to recover. That is to say, the Taoist heart is damaged, which will greatly hinder his future practice.

Raising his head, Lian Yuqing looked at Ye Futian with cold eyes, and said, "Cultivating in the Taoist Palace together, my mind is a bit vicious."

He naturally understood that Ye Futian did it on purpose, otherwise, why would he come to this battle arena.

"If you are not blind, you are an idiot." Ye Futian responded coldly, satirizing others on a moral level, who wouldn't?

When Yunfeng humiliated him, did Lian Yuqing say a word?

When Yunfeng put Hua Jieyu into the painting, did he ever blame Yunfeng? If Yunfeng's painting is his girlfriend of Lian Yuqing, I don't know if he will still be so calm, now that he is defeated and abused, it is because he is vicious.

Lian Yuqing stared at Ye Futian, then stood up, raised her feet, and walked towards the Dao Battle Stage.

"What is Lian Yuqing going to do?" Everyone looked at Lian Yuqing, he is the pinnacle prince, the fifth strongest man on the Dao list, no matter what, he should not be the one who walks on the Dao battle stage.

"Brother Lian." Yun Shuisheng yelled, and she was also a little startled in this battle. The Ye Futian she saw before was a hippie smiling face and quite a rascal, but the Ye Futian she saw in Daozang Palace today was another person. The strength revealed by anger is shocking.

Although Yunfeng was a bit ruthless, this battle was forced by Yunfeng, Xiang Zhiqin and the others. Moreover, Hua Jieyu had made it clear that Yunfeng was not allowed to paint her, and Yunfeng would still fight Hua Jieyu. It is considered a blasphemy if the language is included in his own painting, and Ye Futian's anger can be regarded as a reason.

On the Dao Battle Stage, Ye Futian defeated Yunfeng with the eighth-class princely realm. In any case, even Yuqing had no reason to make a move, which was out of style.

"I won't do anything to him." Lian Yuqing stopped and said softly, then continued to lift his steps and walked to the Dao battle platform.

Ye Futian looked at Lian Yuqing, he was a little surprised, he didn't expect Lian Yuqing to really have the face to walk on the stage.

"I shouldn't have shot, but you are too hostile, so please listen to a song." Lian Yuqing said slowly, and then he would sit on the Taoist stage, plucking the strings with his ten fingers, and in an instant, A melodious piano sound came out and floated into everyone's eardrums.

"I'll just listen to you." Ye Futian stood there and looked at Lian Yuqing quietly. The other party was a peak prince. Naturally, there was no suspense in such a battle, and there was no need to try it at all.

The higher the realm, the greater the gap between each realm. How much time does it take for an eighth-class prince to reach the peak prince? Could it be that you can cross it just by saying it?

Wisps of sound waves came, invading Ye Futian's mental power. In an instant, Ye Futian's mental power seemed to be out of his control, violent and chaotic, but he still stood there quietly.

The sound of the piano that penetrated madly seemed to substitute him into another space, and there was an invisible big hand clasping his body. He felt as if his whole body was in that illusory space, being firmly clasped by that big hand.

An illusion appeared in his mind. His body seemed to be captured by someone, and then he fell towards the ground. His body shook, as if his mental power was about to be shattered. Standing on the Taoist platform, he groaned and looked pale.

Lian Yuqing was still playing slowly, gracefully and naturally. Everyone knew what Ye Futian was going through when they saw Ye Futian's expression, but no one knew what Lian Yuqing's piano sound did to him.

Soon, Lian Yuqing's piano sound stopped. He raised his head, looked at the pale Ye Futian, and said, "Have you realized it? How do you feel?"

Ye Futian looked at Lian Yuqing, suddenly showed a strange smile, and said: "I am not Yunfeng, and you are not me. Yunfeng has provoked several times, and he doesn't understand respect. He thinks he is invincible, yes I don't have any burden for him to make a move, but you, what do you want to prove in this way? Don't forget what state you are, if you want to make a move, you can do it directly. What do you want to prove in this way? Are you hypocritical?"

Lian Yuqing looked at the mocking smile on Ye Futian's face, and plucked the strings with his right hand. In an instant, a terrifying mental force rushed directly into Ye Futian's mind like a stormy sea. Backed away continuously, with a muffled grunt, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Many people trembled slightly, but Ye Futian's expression did not change at all, but a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"That's right." Ye Futian smiled brightly: "This is the challenge you want. The so-called grace in your mouth, after defeating Yunfeng across two realms, you, the peak prince, stepped onto the stage in person, very majestic, but In the future, it's better to show some face."

After all, Ye Futian turned around and walked down the battle platform. He didn't bother to pay attention to those challenges because they didn't have much meaning in themselves.

After this battle, it must have stopped.

Seeing Ye Futian walk down the battle stage step by step, Lian Yuqing's face was not very good-looking, he didn't stop him, Ye Futian kept forcing him to make a move.

Laughing at himself, he was still not in the mood after all, and he was actually irritated by Ye Futian. Did he want to affect his mood in this way?

"By the way, I've memorized the piano music you played today, and I'll give you a piece in the future." Ye Futian, who walked down the battle stage, pulled Hua Jieyu away, ignoring the people here.

Lian Yuqing didn't care about Ye Futian's words, and sent him a song?

Could it be that Ye Futian is also good at the piano, but even if he is good at it, even if he has extraordinary talent, how many years will it take to surpass him?

Xiang Zhiqin looked at Ye Futian's leaving back with an ugly expression.

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The news of this battle quickly spread in the Holy Palace. Yunfeng, who was ranked 96th on the Taoist list, was brutally abused by Ye Futian across the border. Many people sighed. , stronger than imagined.

Yunfeng was able to be on the Dao list, his talent was recognized, and he had practiced in the Holy Palace for a period of time, but the ending was said to be very miserable. After returning to the Daozang Palace, he stayed behind closed doors, and his mood was destroyed sex blow.

On the Dao list, Yunfeng was expelled, and Ye Futian's ranking jumped directly to the 81st place on the Dao list.

This is the eighth-class prince, and he has already entered the Taoist ranking eighty-one. If he becomes a middle-class prince or a high-class prince in the future, what ranking will he be in?

At this time, in the Zhansheng Palace of the Most Holy Dao Palace, there is a shining ancient temple. Qijie leads the way in front, and Ye Futian and Yu Sheng follow him here. According to Qijie, the owner of Zhansheng Palace, Dou Zhan Xianjun to see them.

In front of a golden ancient temple, Ye Futian saw Dou Zhan Xianjun, a tall figure with a shirtless upper body, bronze skin all over his body, and full of endless power. Although he did not release any breath, he just stood in front of Dou Zhan Xian In front of Jun, both Ye Futian and Yu Sheng felt a strong pressure. Ye Futian had a feeling that in front of Dou Zhanxian, he was like an ant, and he could be crushed to death with one finger.

"Ye Futian met the teacher."

"teacher."

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng both shouted. They obeyed King Kong Xianjun's words, and since they entered the Battle Saint Palace, it is not an exaggeration to call them teachers.

Dou Zhan Xianjun nodded slightly, looked at them, and said: "I saw the battle of entry, you are very strong physically, you should have practiced powerful body training exercises, but this is what the exercises come from. It’s because you haven’t really explored the potential of your physical body and reached the limit of body training. From the perspective of body training talent, you are the most suitable for the rest of your life. It’s a pity not to take the road of body training.”

"There are very few practitioners who refine their bodies, and people in the world prefer to practice spells. Even at a low level, those low-level people advocate that mages are better than martial arts, and body training is even less popular. What do you think?" Dou Zhan Xian Jundao.

"The way of practice has its own strengths. It is the same for any profession to practice to the extreme. It still depends on the individual." Ye Futian responded.

"No, what they said is right." Dou Zhan Xianjun looked at Ye Futian and said, "Of course, it's only limited to the low realm. If you really practice to a certain level, there is no absolute strength or weakness. Of course, you are as good at many things." People with this kind of ability naturally have an advantage, and everyone has a different view on cultivation, but I firmly believe that the way of body training is stronger than everything else, but very few people can go to the extreme."

Ye Futian somewhat disagrees, but in a sense, Dou Zhan Xianjun is also right. Practitioners can't stick to their own beliefs, so how can they practice.

"Maybe you will doubt my words, but let me ask you, a person who refines his body has cultivated his body to the extreme. Under the same level, his physical strength is comparable to the attack power of magic spells. How do you deal with me?" Dou Zhan Xianjun looked at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian showed a look of thought, and only listened to Dou Zhanxian: "It's actually very simple, you just need to imagine the rest of your life, if someone is in the same realm as him, if the attack falls on him, will you react?"

Ye Futian nodded, this is a fact, attacking Yu Sheng in the same realm, most people really can't beat him.

But in fact, it can't be counted that way, because the attack power of many people is stronger than the realm.

"I'm ranked seventh on the Huangtian list, but even the top ranked people are absolutely unwilling to fight with me, do you know why?" Dou Zhan Xianjun asked again, as if he was extremely confident in his ability.

Ye Futian shook his head.

"Because their attacks fell on me, it may not be effective. It takes many blows to destroy me, but they are different. As long as they are hit by me once, they will die." Dou Zhan Xianjun said, Ye Futian blinked The eyes actually feel that it makes sense, which is indeed a great advantage!