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Home > Fantasy > The Legend of Futian > Chapter 2047

Chapter 2047

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Above Ye Futian's head, the divine glory of the Ling Xiao Pagoda swept down, and the void let out a roar, oppressing the space where Ye Futian was. The phantoms of the divine pagoda continued to sweep down, enveloping the space where Ye Futian was, and the branches and vines that rolled toward the Ling Xiao Pagoda were directly turned into ashes.

The divine glory sprinkled down, and the Ling Xiao Pagoda was getting closer and closer, like a towering temple falling from above Ye Futian's head. Ye Futian's body turned into a divine tree, and the branches and leaves rolled wildly. At the same time, a strong sword will condensed, and infinite divine swords gathered, and a huge divine sword appeared in front of Ye Futian.

The infinite sword will was still integrated into the divine sword, and the sword light was bright and flawless.

Ye Futian pointed his finger toward the sky, and suddenly the divine sword stabbed up, directly colliding with the Ling Xiao Pagoda. A sword river appeared between Ye Futian and the sword of the Ling Xiao Pagoda. In this sword river, infinite sword will was integrated into the divine sword, causing the place of collision to interweave into a brilliant sword curtain, radiating out to the surroundings.

Ling He, who was walking in the void, glanced over there. With a move of his mind, he controlled the Divine Wheel of the Great Path. The Ling Xiao Pagoda continued to spin, and the divine glory of the pagoda sprinkled down from above. A dull sound came out, and the sky seemed to tremble violently. The phantoms of the pagodas appeared around him and pressed down at the same time. The vast world was all the domain of the divine pagodas.

Ye Futian's body also seemed to shake. The divine sword trembled, and the sword curtain fluctuated, but it did not shatter. The crowd found that the Ling Xiao Pagoda was shaking and spinning on its own, causing a strange rhythm to appear between heaven and earth, suppressing and shattering this void. If one's cultivation was not strong enough, this will could directly kill him, destroy his Divine Wheel, and shatter his internal organs.

The branches and leaves of the divine tree surged wildly, and the incomparably thick branches and leaves were like ten-thousand-year-old vines, wrapping around the sword curtain and spreading more and more, covering the entire space from the surrounding area. At the same time, they continued to sweep toward the divine pagodas between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Ye Futian was like a ten-thousand-year-old tree god that had given birth to life.

"Whose domain of the Great Path will be stronger?" More and more people were paying attention to the battle between the two of them. Both of them were extremely powerful, far surpassing those of the same plane. Ye Futian, in particular, was especially surprising.

After all, Ling He, the Young Palace Lord of Lingxiao Palace, had been famous for a long time and was the successor of a giant force. Ye Futian, on the other hand, was a figure who had appeared out of nowhere not long ago. Although he had a glorious battle, no one had seen his battle with Yan Dongyang. Therefore, most people took a wait-and-see attitude. Now it seemed that Ye Futian lived up to his reputation and was very strong.

However, his Tree of God and Divine Wheel of Swordsmanship were used to withstand the suppression of Ling Xiao Pagoda. How could he deal with the attack from Ling He himself?

Ye Futian would probably be at a disadvantage and be in danger.

As Ling He walked towards Ye Futian step by step, the fighting will on his body grew stronger and stronger. An astonishing wave of the Great Path had formed around him. His golden eyes stared at Ye Futian. At this moment, there was a coldness in the depths of his eyes.

Ye Futian was good at swordsmanship. If the sword was used to block the Ling Xiao Pagoda, how would it deal with his spear?

The golden divine spear in his hand swallowed and spat out a terrible spear aura. As he approached Ye Futian, his arm moved backward. Suddenly, with his body as the center, countless spear shadows appeared around him.

Before the spear was unleashed, an astonishing Spear Will erupted, turning into a golden beam of light that shot straight at Ye Futian. However, Ling He naturally understood that it was impossible to hurt Ye Futian with Spear Will alone, but it would not be so easy to block his spear.

"Be careful, Brother Ye." Linghe stopped moving forward at this moment. He stopped, but his aura had risen to the limit. Golden divine light emanated from his body. He, who was wearing a golden battle suit, looked like a peerless god of war at this moment.

"Lingxiao Palace's Lingxi Spear, be careful." A voice came into Ye Futian's ears, reminding him that this voice was the voice of Thunder Punishing Skylord. At this time, Ye Futian was in a somewhat unfavorable situation. The Lingxi Spear was famous throughout the Donghua Domain. The Palace Lord of Lingxiao Palace, with the help of Ling Xiao Pagoda and the Lingxi Spear, had few opponents in the Donghua Domain. His strength was superb. If Ye Futian was careless, he could be killed with one shot.

"Thank you for the reminder, Senior," Ye Futian responded. This caused Thunder Punishing Skylord to reveal a strange expression. He looked at the trapped Ye Futian from afar. This guy still had the mind to respond to him. It seemed that he still had strength left?

Perhaps everyone had underestimated him?

Let's wait and see.

Everyone stared at Ling He. The Lingxi Spear was swift and invincible. Often, he could end the battle in an instant. The suppression of Ling Xiao Pagoda and the cultivation method of the Lingxi Spear complemented each other.

This time, there should not be too much suspense in dealing with this famous heir of Eastern Deity Island.

At this moment, countless illusory figures appeared between heaven and earth, as well as endless spear shadows. Ling He's body moved.

The crowd only saw a spear aurora. A golden spear shadow appeared between him and Ye Futian. Where he was, there was only an afterimage left.

The Lingxi Spear. One spear strike could shock the soul and destroy both gods and ghosts.

Bang!

A loud sound rang out. The Lingxi Spear pierced an incomparably hard object. A terrifying golden divine glory bloomed in front of Ye Futian. At this moment, Ye Futian was wrapped up by an incomparably huge divine elephant. The violent trumpeting of the elephant rang out. Two hands grasped the incoming divine spear.

"Divine Wheel!"

Everyone was slightly shocked when they saw this scene. Ye Futian had another Divine Wheel of the Great Path, a majestic divine elephant.

Ling He glanced at Ye Futian coldly. A sharp sound rang out. Towering golden divine glory erupted from his body. The divine spear continued forward, piercing into the body of the divine elephant. The sound was especially ear-piercing. It was about to break Ye Futian's Divine Wheel of the Great Path.

However, at this moment, Ling He saw a pair of extremely terrifying eyes. An extreme chill directly rushed into his eyes, trying to freeze and kill his spiritual soul. At the same time, his body also felt a chill. It was very cold, and the chill went deep into his bones.

Everyone was shocked to discover that the Domain of the Divine Tree had already enveloped the entire area. An extremely cold air current enveloped the entire domain. At this moment, it all exploded. The extreme coldness was about to freeze everything, turning it into absolute zero.

Ling He felt that even his spear, his body, and his blood were about to be frozen. Everything seemed to become slow. His heart was beating wildly. How could this be?

What kind of ability was this?

Had Ye Futian been waiting here for this spear?

He had used the divine sword to block the Ling Xiao Pagoda. It seemed that he had used all his strength just to wait for him to get close to kill him?

At this moment, Ye Futian's eyes were extremely cold. There was a bit of cold killing intent in them. He stared at Ling Xiao and roared. Accompanied by the Sanskrit Sound of the Great Path, this space was enveloped by a Buddhist sound wave. The Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm, at such a close distance, shocked and killed one's spiritual soul.

Ling He felt his spiritual soul tremble. He had endured the invasion of the power of Yin and the attack of the Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm. He felt that his spiritual soul was about to collapse and shatter. His entire person was a little dazed.

This heavy attack was like a trap, waiting for him to break in and walk right into it.

The people in the outside world were also shocked by this sudden scene. Multiple abilities exploded consecutively in a short period of time, catching everyone off guard. Everyone thought that Ling He would suppress Ye Futian, but they did not expect the situation to be reversed in a flash. It was as if Ye Futian had been waiting for Ling He.

"His ability is so strong. He has so many Great Paths …" someone exclaimed, quite shocked. Before, it was rumored that Ye Futian had defeated Yan Dongyang with his sword. The world thought that Ye Futian was best at swordsmanship, but they did not expect that he was good at many Great Paths.

Ye Futian stared at Ling He, and the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed.

At this moment, Ye Futian raised his palm and blasted forward. The sound of an elephant's trumpet shook the sky. The huge palm slammed down, and Ling He felt a strong sense of crisis. His body erupted with a golden divine glory, and countless illusory figures appeared around him.

Buzz … The long spear in his hand also erupted with amazing light, as if countless illusory figures struck at the same time, and they could continue to fight.

A violent and violent sound came out, and Ling He's body moved. The monstrous fighting intent on his body allowed him to break free from the chill. There seemed to be endless spear shadows erupting from his body, and the Ling Xiao Pagoda in the sky also released the strongest might.

When the shadow of the spear swept past, his body moved. He wanted to leave this space, but the chill affected his speed. Countless branches and leaves swept towards him. The Great Path Domain sealed the space. Ye Futian pointed his finger forward, and the Sword Will of the Great Path slashed out, annihilating the space.

"Open!"

Ling He shouted, and the Lingxi Spear was as fast as lightning, breaking through this Great Path domain and rushing out. The next moment, his body flew backward, stained with blood. There seemed to be sword marks on his body, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Buzz!"

Ye Futian's figure directly attacked. Ling He saw that his figure was like lightning, and a terrible light appeared in the sky. The Lingxi Spear was as fast as thunder, colliding with Ye Futian's sword. His body was once again shaken out. He reached out and grabbed, and the divine spear flew back.

"That's enough." Ye Futian still wanted to move forward, but he heard a few people suddenly appear in front of him. As the voice fell, they directly raised their hands to attack. A terrifying illusion of a pagoda appeared, suppressing the sky.

With a loud bang, Ye Futian's body was shaken back. The people who attacked were two high-level Renhuangs.

Ye Futian stopped and did not continue forward. Although this Ling He was despicable, his strength was indeed very strong. Moreover, with the people of Ling Xiao Palace present, it was not realistic for him to kill Ling He. However, the anger in his heart was still burning, and he could not calm it down.

"Amazing." Ye Futian glanced at the cultivators of Ling Xiao Palace and said coldly. The people of Ling Xiao Palace felt ashamed, and Ling He's eyes were gloomy and extremely ugly.

He had actually been defeated in this battle. It was an incomparably dazzling killing move and a shocking strike. Everything was so perfect. He had thought that it would be a one-sided battle without any suspense, but the outcome seemed to be different. The white-haired Renhuang suddenly counterattacked in an absolutely domineering manner, catching him off guard.

He, Ling He, had lost to a cultivator whose realm was lower than his. This was a great blow to him!

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