Chapter 596 Bloody Abuse

On the Daozang Palace, Ye Futian broke through the air and went away, and Yunfeng chased him out.

When everyone looked at the two figures from behind, a strange look flashed in their eyes, and then they all rose into the air and headed towards the battle area.

Even Yun Shuisheng stepped forward after hesitating for a moment, wanting to watch the battle.

A group of people is mighty, walking in the sky, many people who practiced in the Holy Palace were stunned when they saw the scene in the sky, could it be that something important happened?

Some idlers also chased after them through the air, making this camp bigger and bigger.

At this moment, a lot of people had gathered in the Dao battle platform area. At this moment, many people looked up into the void, and saw a group of people walking through the air, heading straight for the direction of the Dao battle platform.

"Someone wants to engage in a Dao battle." Everyone's eyes flashed, and they stepped out, heading towards the Dao battle platform.

I don't know who is going to start the Taoist battle, which has caused such a big battle.

"That's Yunfeng, Dao Bang Ninety-six, a descendant of a painter. The painter and Daozang Xianjun are good friends. Last year, he was sent to practice under Daozang Xianjun. Although his realm is not high in the Holy Palace, he is extremely talented. Qiang, if he has a chance to hit the top of the road list in the future, who is the person in front of him?" Someone asked while walking.

"Ye Futian, number ninety-seven on the Taoist list, the number one person in the entry-level battle of the Taoist Palace at the beginning of the year." Someone's eyes flickered sharply, looking at the two figures in the void with great interest.

It's interesting that the two strong men on the Dao list are going to have a Dao battle.

"I heard that Ye Futian's reputation was not good after he entered the Taoist Palace. There were many rumors about him in the Taoist Palace. Yunfeng once painted a portrait of Hua Jieyu and was burned by Hua Jieyu. Could it be because this incident aroused Ye Futian's anger? Only then did I dare to stand up and fight head-on."

The people around were discussing a lot, and soon, many strong men gathered in the area around the Dao battle platform. In the void, Ye Futian's figure fell from the sky and landed on the Dao battle platform.

Afterwards, Yunfeng's body drew a graceful arc, and countless scrolls around him flew along with him, extremely dazzling, and his figure floated down, landing on the battle platform.

One after another figures came through the air and landed in the surrounding area of ​​the Dao battle platform. As they had guessed, the people who will be fighting this time are the ninety-sixth and ninety-seventh on the Dao list. Yunfeng, and Ye Futian.

It's just that Yunfeng is already a sixth-class prince. Ye Futian was a ninth-class prince when he first entered the Daoist Palace. I don't know if he has broken through. Even if he stepped into the eighth-class prince, it still seems unwise to challenge Yunfeng.

The figures of the Daozang Palace powerhouses descended one after another, appearing around the Dao battle platform, looking at the two figures who had already stepped onto the Dao battle platform.

The Dao battle platform is very large, even for a battle at the princely level, it is enough.

Although fighting can break out at any place in the Most Holy Dao Palace except the Sixth Palace, there are still many people who like to leave their grievances and grievances to be resolved on the Dao battle platform. This is a ritual.

Moreover, no one from the Holy Palace is allowed to intervene in any battle that takes place on the Dao battlefield.

Stepping onto the battlefield is voluntary, and one's own choice will naturally bear the consequences.

"The first time I saw you, you said that the number one in the palace battle was luck, but now it seems that that is not true." Yunfeng looked at Ye Futian and said lightly: "But it doesn't matter whether it is true or not, this battle will be It will prove that when you first entered the Dao Palace, you entered the Dao Ranking No. 97, let me see how strong you are."

Ye Futian glanced at Yunfeng, and said, "I'm not interested in paying attention to the number on the road list. I only know that after this battle, you will definitely regret knowing me."

As soon as the words fell, the gorgeous golden-winged roc bird phantom appeared, and the Jinpeng's wings shone behind him. There was a rustling sound in the Palace of Fate, and the prince's will shrouded the vast void, and the aura between heaven and earth frantically rushed to his body.

At the same time, the powerful aura gathered and turned into a long golden stick. With the palm of his hand, the wings behind him trembled. Ye Futian's body slowly soared into the air, and a starry world appeared around his body.

Yunfeng looked at Ye Futian, who has always had a despicable reputation. Ye Futian, who would directly admit defeat no matter who challenged him, seemed to have changed his normal style today.

After this battle, he will know, and he, who was defeated, will reveal his true colors.

"The painter is also the summoner. My soul is the painting. Thousands of scrolls are engraved on the soul. Watching the scrolls and drawing the scrolls is my way of practice. Not everyone can enter my scrolls." Yun Yun Feng spoke lightly, obviously referring to Hua Jieyu.

"This will be the one thing you regret most in this life." Ye Futian said, and stepped forward.

"I have never regretted what I have done." Yunfeng said lightly, he waved his palm, and suddenly picture scrolls flew out. At the same time, his eyes and pupils seemed to become strange, with an extremely terrifying spirit The storm enveloped the sky and the earth, and the endless spiritual energy between the sky and the earth poured into those scrolls crazily.

These already carved paintings, with aura in them, are powerful means of attack.

In an instant, the scrolls danced between the heavens and the earth, and floated towards Ye Futian. There were paintings all around Ye Futian's body, and the scrolls crazily devoured the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth, bursting out amazing breaths.

All the picture scrolls seem to be controlled by Yunfeng's mental power.

When Ye Futian was young, he met a person who practiced painting, Zhou Mu, but Yunfeng was obviously stronger than Zhou Mu, and his soul was painting.

All these picture scrolls are all picture scrolls engraved by Yunfeng in the Soul of Destiny, and they are similar to Dharma inscriptions.

It is equivalent to fighting in Yunfeng, you can use thousands of spells to fight.

However, he must have spent a lot of time and energy engraving these scrolls.

"Bang, bang, bang." The picture scrolls suspended around Ye Futian's body dissipated immediately, and there was a terrifying roar of monster beasts. In the void, those picture scrolls turned into terrifying monsters, real dragons, Gufeng, Qilin, Xuanwu, Dapeng, Giant Elephant, etc... like a terrifying army of monsters.

Many people trembled. This should be Yunfeng's first time stepping on the Dao battlefield. He started last year and was quite famous, but few people really saw this descendant of the painter fighting. Seeing it with his own eyes, his heart was shocked. No wonder he Able to enter the Dao list with the middle princely state.

Painting Tao, everything in the world can be painted.

Spells, monsters, and magic tools can all be used by the painter.

A painter is also a summoner.

Every monster that appeared in the void was portrayed by Yunfeng, which contained his power and possessed his realm, just like a super giant beast of the middle princely realm, turning into an army of monsters to fight.

Many people are already mourning for Ye Futian. It is difficult to defeat Yunfeng in this battle.

Around Ye Futian's body, void spells appeared one after another, and spiritual energy poured into them frantically. Those void spells were filled with terrible power, the light of the runes shone, and the power of destruction came out.

This is the ability I learned from Bai Zena, Carving Talisman in the Void.

At this time, Yunfeng's spiritual power enveloped the vast battlefield. He looked indifferent, suspended in the air, and waved his palm. The army of monsters in the void rushed towards Ye Futian, and in an instant, the battle platform was in turmoil.

Almost at the same time, those talismans erupted directly, and the spell Thunder God's Death bloomed. In an instant, the purple-gold thunder light annihilated the void, covering all the monsters in an instant, and bombarded the army of monsters. The monsters shook, But they are still crushed downwards, they just walked out of the picture scroll, and they don't know the pain at all.

But seeing at this moment, in the starry sky world, a golden figure flashed away, and rushed out in a direction across the void.

The starlight around the body of this figure is bright, and there is a terrifying storm. This storm is integrated with the stars and has the tearing power to devour and destroy everything. Many people saw the golden body whirling up under the monster, Carrying the starry sky storm forward, the scene is extremely spectacular.

A giant elephant stepped down, wanting to step Ye Futian's body down into the void, but Ye Futian didn't dodge any way, and flew up with a destructive star storm. The moment the giant foot stepped on his body, the terrifying storm directly sent After it was torn apart, Ye Futian's body continued to rush to the sky, and the long stick of stars in his hand slashed out, splitting the giant elephant's body directly, rushing out of this space like a golden lightning, and heading straight for Yunfeng's body. go.

Yunfeng's expression remained unchanged, he waved his palm, and picture scrolls continued to fly out behind him. Those scrolls depicted many divine weapons and magical weapons. In an instant, sharp swords whizzed through the sky and earth. These sharp swords were all like the ultimate The sharp magic weapon moved forward regularly to kill Ye Futian's body.

"Psychic power control?"

Ye Futian's expression was cold, a terrible chill descended on the world, and the extreme icy will enveloped the void, making Yunfeng's spiritual power feel the bone-chilling chill, those sharp swords were covered with frost, as if they had been affected become less swift.

"Om." The golden-winged roc flew across the void, passed through the space of the sharp sword, and then a magical weapon transformed from a scroll came over. It was an ancient clock that was all huge. Ye Futian was covered inside.

Ye Futian's body didn't stop at all, and he continued to move forward. When he saw the huge and boundless ancient clock attacking him, he struck out the second stick without any hesitation. With the sound of the bell, countless people's eardrums vibrated, and the ancient clock shattered.

"What a violent attack." Many people's hearts trembled. Seeing Ye Futian approaching, Yunfeng frowned slightly, and the sound of clattering came out. Appear, suppress and kill, crush everything.

Garuda's bird-like body rushed directly towards a mountain, with a long stick in front, and a terrible storm wrapped around his body, he directly passed through a mountain, and in an instant, that mountain collapsed and destroyed crazily, and the other picture scrolls The transformed attack failed again, and Ye Futian's body was getting closer and closer to Yunfeng.

"Go." Yunfeng waved his palm, and many picture scrolls flew out like pages of ancient books, and there was a constant clattering sound. There is a terrifying gravity pressing down, there are flaming birds rushing out, there are glaciers sweeping the void, and there are meteorites falling down.

In a single thought, it seemed as if three thousand Taoisms bloomed and annihilated this void.

"Bang." Ye Futian's figure disappeared directly from the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of the attack transformed into a picture scroll, and swept out with a stick, causing it to collapse.

The next moment, his figure appeared in another direction, and he slashed out with a stick, breaking a gap in the void.

His body moved forward towards the gap, the starry sky world was even more terrifying, the sun and the moon were hanging high in the sky, the fire of the sun and the water of the moon were pouring down, and the meteorite storm carried by his body resisted the Taoist attack of crazy killing, It was constantly broken, but on his body, the body of the stars was as powerful as the body of a god. Every step he took seemed to contain a wonderful rhythm, which made the void vibrate, and the sky and the earth were extremely heavy.

In the past few days, he has traveled all over the six Daofa areas, and he has also practiced in the Tongtian Tower for a period of time, but it is by no means a waste of time. No matter what the ability of any attribute is, it has become much stronger, and the power of will has also become stronger.

Many people were shocked to find that the many Taoist techniques that attacked Ye Futian were either refined by the flame melting furnace swallowed by the sun, or frozen by the meaning of ice, or buried by a meteorite storm, even if the breakthrough came in front of Ye Futian, But he was also torn to pieces by the terrible storm around his body.

The figure walking forward step by step gave people a wonderful feeling, as if everything had to make way for him.

There was a violent bang bang bang sound, everything exploded and destroyed, Ye Futian's body was surrounded by a monstrous power, and those scrolls floating in the void and attacking seemed to have become extraordinarily small.

Seeing Ye Futian approaching step by step, Yunfeng's soul of life floated in front of him, and a blurry figure was drawn on the huge boundless scroll. momentum.

This painting is Yunfeng's ultimate painting. He carved all his perceptions of practice into this illusory figure, the supreme existence in his imagination. Every time he progresses and comprehends deeper, the artistic conception of this painting will change. will get stronger.

At this moment, Yunfeng's mental power poured into the painting frantically. At this moment, the figure seemed to come alive, and walked out of the painting, like a supreme god, with unparalleled momentum.

"This is Yun's ultimate painting, Hualing?"

The figure walking out of the painting frantically absorbs all the aura of heaven and earth, as if it has the most perfect body.

It is rumored that the painting spirit transformed by the painter with his lifelong insights is like a real saint.

Yunfeng has seen many people who are stronger than him, top-level sages, so the painting spirit he painted also contains a supreme momentum. Ye Futian's body slapped away, covering the void.

I saw Ye Futian continue to step forward, and the tyrannical will of martial arts blossomed out, forming a terrifying aura, everything in the surrounding world would be crushed by this aura, just like an emperor.

"Boom." Taking another step, Yunfeng's heart trembled, and then he saw Ye Futian holding up a long stick, and Ye Futian's figure seemed to become extremely tall, and the 100-meter stick shadow appeared, carrying the supreme world The trend is to chop and kill.

At this moment, Ye Futian's aura didn't seem to be weaker than Yunfeng's painting spirit.

There was a terrible rumbling sound, and everything around it collapsed. It was impossible to get close to it with an ordinary attack. When the long stick fell down, the arms of the boundless and huge figure exploded, followed by the head, body, Under the stick, everything shattered.

The stick shadow slashed on the scroll, causing the scroll to vibrate, and with a pop, Yunfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

"You want to draw a god?" Ye Futian walked up to Yunfeng, Yunfeng looked up at him with a pale face.

"It's better to draw me." Ye Futian stretched out his palm and clasped Yunfeng's neck directly. Yunfeng put his hands on Ye Futian's arms to resist spells, but there was no trace of blood on his face.

Ye Futian glanced back, the flames bloomed and burned on a scroll, which was the portrait of Hua Jieyu.

"How did you get on the Taoist list?" Ye Futian held Yunfeng's head and smashed it directly towards the ground. Many people trembled violently when they saw this scene.

"boom!"

The battle stage shook, and Yunfeng spat out blood. His hand wanted to move Ye Futian's hand away, but he couldn't shake it.

Below the Daozhantai, countless people from Daozang Palace stared there, especially Xiang Zhiqin and Lian Yuqing, who looked at the scene on the Daozhantai in astonishment.

Yunfeng was tortured by blood.

Ye Futian still clasped Yunfeng's neck without letting go, and said indifferently: "You called me brazen and dared not fight, now, I have fulfilled you, but do you think you are worthy?"

After all, he lifted Yunfeng's body again, and fell down again. Yunfeng's bones were broken, but Ye Futian controlled it very well so that it would not be destroyed.

But even if it cannot be abolished, he will let Yunfeng never forget what respect is.

Xiang Zhiqin's eyes were cold, and she knew that although Ye Futian was talking to Yunfeng, he was referring to other people.

Over the past few months, many rumors and rumors have satirized Ye Futian, but he really dare not fight? Don't have the bearing of the first person in the Taoist war?

Now Ye Futian told them that it wasn't that he didn't dare, it was just a pride in his bones, even if he was ridiculed, he didn't bother to pay attention.

The corners of Yunfeng's mouth were all covered with blood, his face was ashen, and his whole body was already out of shape. He was also regarded as the pride of heaven, but now he was abused into such a state. Ye Futian was deliberately humiliating him, humiliating him in the cruelest way.

"Enough?" Lian Yuqing said indifferently.

Ye Futian raised his head to look at the other party, and smiled sarcastically: "It's you who want to fight, and now you have enough shouting, this is what you call tolerance? Only allow humiliation of me, and don't allow resistance?"

With that said, Ye Futian stood up, dragged Yunfeng's body, and walked towards the edge of the battle platform step by step. Seeing Yunfeng's miserable state, many people felt a little sympathetic.

As Ye Futian said, I don't know if Yunfeng will regret getting to know him, but that handsome young man, who seems harmless to humans and animals, is like a devil when he is provoked.

"This is the challenge you want, are you satisfied?"

Ye Futian threw Yunfeng's body off the battle platform, and countless eyes fell on Ye Futian.

Is this the real first person in the Taoist palace selection battle!

PS: There is a big chapter of 5,000 words, do you think it is enough to make up for the owed chapter?