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- Ye Wuchen and Yu Sheng stared at the cold and proud figure below, their martial arts roared, Ye Wuchen clenched the hilt of the sword with one arm, Yu Sheng's eyes glowed with a terrifying magic light, and he clenched his fists tightly.
On the contrary, Ye Futian looked very relaxed, as if he didn't care much, and even had a gentle smile on his face that was harmless to humans and animals.
"In this case, everyone, be careful and leave."
After saying that, he stepped back.
Both Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen looked at him.
"Let's go." Ye Futian said, without looking back, the two followed. Lou Lanxue's silver eyes glanced down indifferently, and then chased Ye Futian together with Hei Fengdiao, and actually withdrew from the eighth place in the martial arts battlefield. Layer, back to the seventh floor.
"Genius?" Jin Yunxiao sarcastically smiled. Ye Futian's ability to come here has indeed proved his talent, but so what, the people who are still here at this moment are the ones at the top of the heavenly level in Shengtian City People, talent, identity, status, even though Ye Futian is outstanding, he is still not at the same level as them.
In the past dynasties, there have been many geniuses like Ye Futian, aloof and confident, but in the end, they will all be smoothed out. Shengtian City, after all, is the Shengtian City of the circle they represent.
Gu Yunxi naturally understands this too, she feels a little sad, and a little bit unwilling for Ye Futian, but so what, Ye Futian himself didn't struggle, some things lay there, insurmountable.
Unless, it is the kind of peerless person who can sweep an era, can override everything with talent, and crush all talent, status and status.
This kind of person who sweeps away a generation can ignore everything, but even so, before they grow up, they still have to keep a low profile and endure, otherwise, they may not grow up. This is the cruel reality.
These people didn't think too much about it. For them, Ye Futian is indeed not a member of the same circle. Even if they are hostile to each other and compete with each other, they belong to the same level, and Ye Futian is not.
As Liu Suqing said before, there is no need to waste time on Ye Futian and the others.
Everything that comes next is the most important thing, stepping over this divine bridge and entering the legendary ninth floor.
There are still some records in the eighth-level family, but on the ninth level of the Wuyun battlefield, probably except for Long Mu, no one else knows what is there.
?They strode forward towards the Shenqiao. Everyone was waiting in full force, with solemn expressions, and sacrificed the magic weapon of the sage.
At this time, Ye Futian and the others returned to the seventh floor.
"We can fight." Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian and said, those people have disrespected Ye Futian several times, if Ye Futian hadn't let him go, he would never bear it.
"Many of them are the top talents of the three major courts, and they are members of aristocratic families. They hold the sage's magic weapon. If they really want to fight, it is not yet known who will die. What's more, even if they win, how will it end?" Ye Futian looked at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng naturally understands Ye Futian's words, they still have to stay in Shengtian City, but what they really do, the power behind those people is enough to wipe them out.
But Yu Sheng still felt a little aggrieved, and said, "That's all?"
"Of course not." Ye Futian looked in the direction of the eighth floor, and said, "In the current state, even if we break into the ninth floor, there may be no results."
Ye Wuchen's pupils contracted slightly when he heard Ye Futian's words, Ye Futian, is he already thinking about the situation on the ninth floor?
Indeed, with their fighting power, they may be able to pass through the eighth floor, but if the eighth floor is so difficult and they pass through it, what if the last floor is guarded by even more powerful martial arts experts?
Of course, it is also possible that there is no ninth floor, but the possibility of some is higher.
After all, they are on the first eight floors.
For thousands of years, only Long Yitian broke through the eighth floor of the martial arts battlefield in Shengtian City, but it is not known whether he got anything on the ninth floor. Maybe, he didn't get anything, just got The martial arts on the eighth floor.
"You mean?" Lou Lanxue vaguely guessed what Ye Futian wanted to do.
"Get out?" Ye Futian smiled when he thought of what those people said before: "Rest first."
After speaking, he sat cross-legged and rested very calmly, as if he was feeling the martial arts he had gained.
For the rest of their lives, they had no choice but to sit down, Ye Futian, he should have his own ideas.
After some time, a terrifying aura permeated Ye Futian's body.
Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen opened their eyes and looked at Ye Futian one after another. An incomparably bright golden radiance soared upwards, his aura was rising rapidly, and his whole body was bathed in the brilliance of the emperor.
&n??, the Jinpeng sharp sword in his hand stabbed out and hit the palm of that hand.
However, he saw that the palm of the hand was shining with the brilliance of the emperor, Jin Peng's sharp sword pierced it, but it was not able to smash the palm print, the big palm print was directly buckled, and with a grasp, Jin Yunxiao was held in the big palm print.
"Presumptuous."
A cold shout came out, Jin Yunlang walked towards Ye Futian, and the terrifying golden ancient clock swept out, enveloping Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's arm trembled, and many brilliant martial arts appeared in front of him, and then he raised his hand to shoot, and the world changed in an instant, and the palm prints of emperors blasted out. At this moment, many people had an illusion, as if that The terrifying big palm print did not come from the top of the sky, but from the hand of the emperor.
"Boom." Many big palm prints merged into one body, resonating with heaven and earth, and an incomparable force directly held the Fazhong, making it immobile.
Jin Yunlang's expression suddenly changed. He activated the connection between Fazhong and him with his mental power, but saw a terrifying force of will appearing on the Fazhong, as if turning into an emperor's flame, wrapping the Fazhong, and then Jin Yunlang Yun Lang screamed, the connection with Fa Zhong was severed, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale.
Ye Futian continued to wave his palm, and saw the huge Dharma clock heading towards Jin Yunxiao.
"No" Jin Yunxiao was horrified when he saw Fa Zhong coming towards him.
"Boom." The bell rang, and the Fa clock directly covered Jin Yunxiao, and then was picked up again. Jin Yunxiao felt almost out of his wits, his body trembling crazily, and fear was written all over his face.
Raising his head, he looked at the figure in the silver cloak, and saw the other person's body floating towards him, floating in front of him.
"I don't know who I'm talking to, but now, kneel down and worship me." Ye Futian looked at Jin Yunxiao with indifferent eyes, and said, "It's like worshiping God."
Jin Yunxiao's body trembled violently as if he was being shocked by an electric shock. He looked at the mighty figure in front of him, and his face was extremely pale.
All the people around looked horrified.
He said, worshiping me is like worshiping God!
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