Ye Futian was like a sun furnace as he charged forward. His fist will was monstrous, and the flames of the Great Path roared as he charged forward with irresistible force.
With a loud sound, Chang Huai's body was sent flying. He felt as if his body had been pierced through, and a ball of flames had invaded his body, causing a look of extreme pain to appear on his face. His expression was distorted.
Ye Futian walked towards him with a calm and expressionless face.
Even though he had refined the flames, and the offensive power of the Flames of the Way was extremely strong, the defensive power of his body would not increase. His sudden burst of power had injured Chang Huai before he could react, and the battle was over in an instant.
Ye Futian walked up to Chang Huai and looked at him coldly. He extended his palm, and the Flames of the Way invaded him.
Chang Huai's face was pale as he stared at the figure in front of him.
In the past, he had mocked Ye Futian for relying on women in Jianmu City. Now, he had been cruelly crushed. Although Ye Futian had launched a surprise attack, he had been prepared. There was nothing to be said about the surprise attack.
The will of the Great Path had been plundered, and the will of Renhuang had been handed over, just like Xi Chan.
The two geniuses on the Jianmu Tree of Crimson Dragon City had both been kicked out by Ye Futian.
Ye Futian returned to where he had been and sat down. Everyone looked at him. The battle had not been very exciting, and they could not tell who was stronger or weaker. But at least they could tell that the City Lord of Qianye City was not what they had expected. Otherwise, only two tribes would have invited him.
After Chang Huai had been eliminated, only the representatives of the four tribes were still there.
Yin Tianjiao of the Zhu tribe, Duan Wuji, Prince of Emperor Dong's Palace of the Zhong tribe, the disciple of Saint Jiuyou of the Raven tribe, and Ye Futian.
All four of them were extremely skilled at refining flames. Even now, they were all cultivating with their eyes closed. They seemed to be seizing every moment to refine the Flames of the Way that had been plundered.
In this relic, the Flames of the Way were power. Whoever refined more of them would be stronger.
At that moment, sunlight shone down from the heavens in front of Sun Castle. Only four beams of light shone brightly. Ye Futian's light was the brightest. He had defeated two powerful cultivators on his own, so he was even more eye-catching. It seemed to be a mystical matrix.
However, this would not increase Ye Futian's strength. He could only clearly feel the sunlight shining on him.
Seeing that the four of them were all silent and quietly training, the Zhu clan's expert swept his gaze across the battlefield.
Now, there were only four of them left, and they were with the Wu Tribe. The Zhong Tribe and the Raven Tribe should know about this, so they would not start a war with the Zhu Tribe and the Wu Tribe, allowing the Zhu Tribe and the Wu Tribe to reap the benefits.
Therefore, this was a duel.
He glanced at Duan Wuji, the Prince of Emperor Dong's Palace, in the direction of the Zhong Clan. He should be a bigger threat than the disciple of Saint Jiuyou.
Thinking of this, the cultivators of the Zhu clan sent a message to the cultivators of the Wu clan. "Tell City Lord Ye to challenge Duan Wuji."
They wanted to fight first and see just how strong Duan Wuji was. In the previous battle, they had only seen the surface. Duan Wuji hadn't even used his full strength, and his opponent had been defeated.
Ye Futian's performance was very outstanding. He should be able to test out Duan Wuji's strength a bit more. He wanted to see how strong the Flames of the Way he had refined and how powerful the God-Devouring Flames of the Way were.
This way, they would have a better idea of what to do.
The cultivators of the Wu Tribe glanced at each other. The grey-robed man walked up to Ye Futian and said, "City Lord Ye, how about fighting Duan Wuji of the Zhong Clan?"
Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked at Duan Wuji. Duan Wuji was very strong. In the battle just now, he had almost crushed his opponent effortlessly. The God-Devouring Flames of the Way had devoured his opponent's Flames of the Way. He had integrated all the will that he had plundered into the God-Devouring Flames of the Way, and it was very powerful.
But if he wanted to go to the end, he would have to face an opponent that he couldn't escape from.
It was just a matter of time.
Therefore, he didn't refuse. He stood up and walked into the battlefield, looking in the direction of the cultivators of the Zhong Clan and Duan Wuji.
Duan Wuji seemed to sense Ye Futian's gaze. He opened his eyes and looked at Ye Futian. There seemed to be green flames in his eyes, like demonic fire.
The two of them stood up at the same time and walked into the battlefield.
It was still extremely hot in front of Sun Castle. At this moment, it was very quiet.
The two of them stood facing each other. Ye Futian's body had become a furnace of the Great Path. The flames of the Great Path burned, and he was bathed in them.
The green flames around Duan Wuji flowed, circling around him. They gradually formed a vortex that grew stronger and stronger. They floated forward, swallowing up all the flames in the air. Gradually, they turned into a terrifying vortex of flames that swallowed up the space around them.
The violent vortex swallowed up Ye Futian, sucking in all the power of the flames. Ye Futian's Deed of Thorough Comprehension bloomed, and all the will of the Great Path turned into flames like a furnace of the sun.
"Li."
He pointed into the air, and suddenly the flames of the furnace of the Great Path around him roared and rushed out, covering the sky and the sun. In the center of the flames, there was a huge character for "Li."
The vortex and the sun furnace collided, and a terrible storm of destruction erupted. The green storm wanted to swallow up the sun furnace, but the sun furnace wanted to refine it. The two forces seeped into each other, and the terrible flames of the Way wove together.
Duan Wuji and Ye Futian floated in the air, controlling the flames with their wills. They held up the flames of the Great Path with their hands.
Seeing such a terrible battlefield, many people were shocked. If both of their wills were destroyed at the same time, then neither of them would be able to swallow up the other. Then, Yin Tianjiao and Saint Jiuyou's disciple would probably be able to reap the benefits without doing anything.
Many people were surprised that Ye Futian's flames of the Great Path were able to fight against Duan Wuji.
Duan Wuji was a prince of Emperor Dong's Palace, and his methods must be very frightening. Then, Ye Futian of Emperor Xia's Realm's powerful methods might also be at the Renhuang level.
Both of them floated towards the center of the flames of the Great Path. They held up the flames with their hands, and more and more powerful will poured into them. Endless flames fell down, and each wisp of the flames contained terrifying destructive power.
Beneath the two raging flames, Duan Wuji looked at Ye Futian. The green light of the flames circled around him, growing stronger and stronger. His soul spun around him.
Obviously, he hadn't put all of his power into the vortex. He was holding back.
However, there were also wisps of flame will around Ye Futian's body. The flames were pure and flawless. They seemed to be both real and illusory.
"Go." Duan Wuji waved his sleeve, and suddenly endless flames swept out.
Ye Futian pointed forward. As his finger fell, it seemed that 3,000 flames of the Way roared out at the same time, colliding with Duan Wuji's flames. The two forces collided and exploded in the air.
Duan Wuji stepped forward, crossing the air with a single step. He descended in front of Ye Futian. He raised his hand, and suddenly, a vortex of flames appeared around Ye Futian, trying to swallow him up.
Ye Futian's eyes were terrifying. He glanced at Duan Wuji, and pure white flames appeared around him. They seemed to have been born out of nothing, and they enveloped Duan Wuji.
The two of them quickly approached each other. Duan Wuji raised his hand and slapped at Ye Futian. It was a gentle palm, but a strange power appeared.
Ye Futian stabbed out with his finger. It was sharper than a sword, and it stabbed at Duan Wuji's palm.
The two attacks collided. Duan Wuji clenched his hand, and a terrifying vortex descended upon Ye Futian. His body seemed to be out of his control, and his aura surged wildly into his opponent's palm. It was as if his soul had been attacked, and was about to be sucked into his opponent's palm.
Ye Futian's fingertip contained a terrible power that tore through space. It was like a halberd, and in an instant, a great deal of destructive will rushed into his opponent's palm, slamming into his opponent's body.
Duan Wuji's blood surged, and he looked confused. Suddenly, a terrible flame appeared in his palm. His palm turned green, and he continued to press down on Ye Futian. When this palm fell, it seemed as if it could swallow up Ye Futian's soul.
Ye Futian's finger was still pointing forward. Flames of the Way appeared between his fingers, and as his finger landed on Duan Wuji's palm, the void burrowed into his opponent's arm.
Both of their attacks threatened each other, and as soon as they touched, they separated. Ye Futian's sleeve was destroyed, and a beam of green light appeared in his hand. Duan Wuji was the same. His sleeve was burned to nothing, and a terrible Undying Flame of the Way appeared in his body. It wanted to ravage his body and destroy his life.
Duan Wuji wanted to retreat, but he felt a powerful spatial binding power. Ye Futian's fingers continued to move forward, forcibly colliding with Duan Wuji's.
Duan Wuji frowned, and a fierce look flashed through his cold eyes. Someone had actually taken the initiative to attack him.
Without any hesitation, he slapped out with his palm again. In just a short moment, the two of them were like two phantoms, colliding wildly.
"Bang."
A loud collision sound rang out, and the two of them separated, both letting out muffled groans.
Obviously, this kind of attack was not easy to bear.
While they were attacking each other, they had to withstand each other's attacks. The power of this Flame of the Way was stronger than their own plane, so one could imagine how destructive it was when it blasted into their bodies.
Ye Futian's arms and body were faintly shimmering with a dark green color. It was extremely demonic. Everyone's eyes fell on him. Could Ye Futian withstand it?
Ye Futian sat cross-legged. The green flame was raging through his body, devouring his blood and soul. It was going to swallow up all of his life force.
There was a crashing sound as his blood roared. A divine will descended, suppressing the flames. Only then did his face look a little better.
In terms of flame ability, Duan Wuji was definitely not weaker than him. In fact, he might even be stronger. Therefore, in a direct confrontation, he could not gain the upper hand.
But at this time, Duan Wuji was also sitting cross-legged in the void. There seemed to be Renhuang light shining around him, suppressing some kind of power. Inside him, the white Flame of the Void burned wildly. The Undying Flame had infinite life force.
The flames burned his body, and Duan Wuji's face went pale. Finally, he grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood!
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