Chapter 80 His Life, I Took It

Countless eyes stared at Ye Futian who was hanging in the air. At this moment, he was too gorgeous.

Ye Futian was handsome in appearance, but now the golden-winged Dapeng bird appeared behind him, with wings, as if bathed in divine light, holding a golden stick in his hand, full of power.

Perhaps, with his full strength, he can really cross the three major realms and fight against the genius of Ziwei Palace, Mu Yunxuan, many people thought to themselves.

Mu Yunxuan's golden eyes stared at Ye Futian coldly, and then, his life spirit also appeared, which was a very demonic golden cat.

This demon cat's eyes are even more bewitching than Mu Yunxuan's, making people feel uncomfortable when staring at others.

The golden storm gathered in front of Mu Yunxuan and turned into long and thin golden swords, whistling around Mu Yunxuan's body. This was not an ordinary metallic spell, but an extremely powerful metallic aura. Powerful control.

Mu Yunxuan's main occupation is the Spiritual Destiny Mage, and his spiritual power is stronger than ordinary people's control over the metallic aura. Even an ordinary nine-star Glory Realm metallic mage does not have the same control over the golden aura.

With this kind of powerful control, Mu Yunxuan didn't even practice martial arts, he didn't need it, the metal power was both offensive and defensive.

"Mu Yunxuan's strength is definitely beyond Leng Qiufeng, can Ye Futian be able to compete with him?" Seeing Mu Yunxuan releasing his power, many people no longer have confidence in Ye Futian, that metallic storm is really terrible Now, the slender golden swords surrounding him were controlled by Mu Yunxuan like a plaything.

In the direction of Ziwei Palace, Han Mo looked at all this coldly. Ye Futian's talent was outstanding. He naturally saw it, but since he wanted to stand on the opposite side of Ziwei Palace, he had to get rid of it. War, which naturally saves a lot of trouble.

"You beg for your own death, I have no choice but to fulfill you." Mu Yunxuan said coldly, his voice fell, and the slender swords swirling around him roared towards Ye Futian. It is stronger than the sword drawn by Zhou Mu. After all, the realm of the two is very different.

The golden stick in Ye Futian's hand danced, and he stepped out of the void, and suddenly a powerful force burst out. Then, he saw his wings tremble behind him, and he went straight to the sky like a golden lightning.

"Hmph." Mu Yunxuan snorted coldly, looking up into the air with his golden eyes, and suddenly those sharp swords turned to chase and kill Ye Futian. Although he did not have the wind attribute of cultivation, he was not afraid of the flying mage.

Ye Futian's speed is extremely fast, and his movement is extremely gorgeous, like a real golden-winged Dapeng bird.

At the same time, the momentum gathered on Ye Futian's body became stronger and stronger, an equally terrifying golden storm followed his body, and the golden stick in his hand became thicker and thicker.

"When are you going to escape?" Mu Yunxuan said coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ye Futian's figure appearing directly above him. The whirling body no longer dodged, but held a huge golden stick. , slashed directly towards the sky, and at this moment, the void seemed to tremble, and the world changed color.

The crowd seemed to have lost sight of Ye Futian. In their eyes, there was only the shadow of a stick that opened up the world, sweeping away everything.

The endless sharp swords smashed through the air, but under the shadow of the stick, everything would be wiped out, the sharp sword was directly smashed into pieces, Mu Yunxuan looked up at the sky, and saw Ye Futian killing with endless power, his eyes suddenly condensed. After a while, the eyes of the demon cat behind him became more demonic.

The incomparably violent golden aura turned into an incomparably huge sword, Mu Yunxuan's eyes glowed with a terrifying golden light, and he shouted angrily: "Kill."

The voice fell, and the golden giant sword moved towards the void, trying to smash the void.

"Bang..." With a loud noise, the stick and the sword collided, and the golden sword that was smashing into the void was directly smashed. An extremely violent force shook Mu Yunxuan's body back, but Ye Futian's The attack was also blocked and stopped in the void.

However, the power is still there.

The golden wings flickered, Ye Futian's body swirled, and suddenly, the general trend climbed again, surpassing before.

Feeling this scene, Mu Yunxuan's expression changed again. He stretched out his hands, and an endless golden storm swept in, turning into a brilliant golden pattern, blocking him. At the same time, endless golden threads cut through the space and continued to kill. To Ye Futian, attack and defense are integrated.

Ye Futian's expression was as cold as ever, his wings flickered, his body swirled, his footsteps stepped forward in the void, then turned into lightning, and killed Mu Yunxuan again, killing with a thousand threads of magic, but around Ye Futian there seemed to be a Layers of golden light curtain, airtight.

Finally, Ye Futian came down, and the second strike of the nine strikes of Tianxing came out, sweeping everything.

"boom!"

The golden pattern exploded directly, and an unparalleled power blew on Mu Yunxuan's body, causing his body to slide back uncontrollably.

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed, showing shocking expressions.

What kind of martial arts combat technique is this, it simply ignores everything, sweeps the world, as if a stick is coming out, all the enemies blocking in front of him must be wiped out and flat, and no one is allowed to exist.

At this moment, Ye Futian really turned into a young god of war. The golden storm that blew around his body made people tremble. After the first two blows, the momentum not only did not decay, but continued to climb and became stronger.

Feeling the amount of violent violence gathered on Ye Futian's body at the moment, the faces of the people in Ziwei Palace changed, and they were no longer confident. Even Han Mo's face became a little embarrassed.

Ye Futian's second stick is obviously stronger than the first, and he is still gaining momentum. If there is a stronger one, Mu Yunxuan can't stop it.

"Om." The poised Ye Futian stepped forward again, with even more terrifying power blooming, Mu Yunxuan's face was pale, he shouted angrily, the endless metallic aura turned into a golden spell, and a huge ancient bell came to him His body was shrouded inside, this time he did not attack again, but chose to defend completely.

Ye Futian rushed towards his body, and after the third blow, there was no hesitation. When the golden stick hit the ancient bell, a bell sounded, followed by a broken sound, and then, it was Mu Yunxuan's With a scream, the stick slammed into his body after breaking the golden bell, knocking him to the ground, his body slid on the ground, blood spit out from his mouth, and there was no blood on his face for a moment.

Obviously, has lost the combat power.

"This..." Everyone's heart was trembling, it was too violent, the figure of the young man, angered at the crown, turned into a young god of war, with that momentum, as if no matter who stood in front of him, he would kill.

"It's so strong." At this moment, there is blood burning in many people's bodies, and this is what a man should do.

At this moment, many people remembered Hua Jieyu's words. She said, Mu Yunxuan is not worthy of being compared with the person she likes. Many people questioned, is there really such a good person in Donghai Academy? Maybe it was because Hua Jieyu liked the other party.

But at this time, when the person Hua Jieyu likes and Mu Yunxuan face each other, and crushes each other with unstoppable force across the three major realms, everyone understands that Hua Jieyu's words are not exaggerated in any way, Mu Yunxuan, whether it is Talent or strength are neither worthy of being compared with Ye Futian.

Probably only such a peerless character can be qualified to stand with a fairy character like Hua Jieyu.

When Ye Futian walked towards Mu Yunxuan step by step, the expressions of many people in Ziwei Palace changed.

This battle was a life-and-death battle, and Mu Yunxuan agreed.

Mu Yunxuan put his hands on the ground and looked up at Ye Futian who was approaching. The corners of his mouth were full of blood. He looked extremely ferocious. He stared at Ye Futian and said, "This is Ziwei Palace, you dare to commit murder?"

"Kneel down and apologize, I will spare your life." Ye Futian looked at Mu Yunxuan coldly.

Mu Yunxuan's face was extremely ferocious, let him kneel down and apologize?

"Have you been presumptuous enough?" I saw Han Mo's footsteps coming, a powerful force was released, and he looked at Ye Futian coldly.

"This is a life-and-death battle, did you see it, senior?" Ye Futian looked up at Han Mo.

"This is Ziwei Palace." Han Mo said coldly, Ye Futian suddenly laughed, and sarcastically said: "If Mu Yunxuan wins, you will definitely want me to die."

Han Mo didn't speak, it was natural.

When Mu Yunxuan saw the master come forward, a cold smile flashed in his hideous eyes: "You can't kill me, Ye Futian, do you think you will end well with that slut?"

Ye Futian looked down at him, Mu Yunxuan's laughter was a little crazy, obviously he was greatly stimulated by today's defeat, he lowered his voice and said: "That bitch looks so good-looking, he will definitely become a plaything for others in the future. ."

"You are courting death." With a slight force in his palm, Ye Futian clenched the stick in his hand, and then raised his hand, as if it might fall at any time.

"Teacher." Mu Yunxuan looked back at Han Mo, only to see Han Mo take a step forward again, and said coldly, "Ye Futian, do you want to die?"

I saw Ye Futian stretched his left hand into his arms, took out an ancient order, and then threw it at Han Mo.

Han Mo frowned and took it, then his face suddenly changed, and he said in a low voice, "Xiang Ling."

"Zuo Xiang said, seeing the order is like seeing him, this battle is a life-and-death battle, witnessed by the seven palaces of the East China Sea Academy, and now, I accept his life." The golden stick in Ye Futian's hand smashed down, and Mu Yunxuan showed a smear. With a horrified expression, looking at the falling golden stick, countless thoughts came into his mind at this moment, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but there was no chance.

"Bang..." A voice came out, and the golden stick fell and hit Mu Yunxuan's head.