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Chapter 1369 Friction

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    Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian, he said, he doesn't like the inheritance of Wutu Minglei?

    It's not just Zhang Changqing, the eight orthodox thunder methods actually belong to the lineage of Zixiao Tiangong. Is this person contemptuous of their practice of the eight orthodox thunder methods?

    "Master, who are these idiots?" Hei Fengdiao next to him said to Ye Futian.

    How dare he forbid his master to practice, so arrogant?

    "A group of self-righteous guys." Ye Futian responded, the people of the Eight Thunder Sects stared at him, a coercion enveloped the void, and the thunder light shone, as if the thunder might fall from the sky at any time.

    "I'd like to see, how dare you despise and humiliate my Leifa orthodoxy." Zhang Changqing said coldly, he looked at a person, and that person stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian.  I also want to see how much real strength Ye Futian, the person who has inherited the sky and thundered thousands of ways and broken the extreme number, has.

    "Boom." Wutu Minglei shone, making the sound of thunder and thunder, and the thunderclouds rolled over the sky.

    How tyrannical the power of the holy way is, the surrounding practitioners and monsters all backed away to make room for this place, and those monsters let out low excited roars, which was interesting.

    These human beings can't do anything to the demon crown prince, and now there is internal strife.

    Ye Futian also stared at each other indifferently. These eight Leifa sects were brutally beaten by the prince Zhu Yanyao, and they were in a dilemma, which was extremely embarrassing.

    Now, find him to vent your anger?

    Above the sky, muffled thunder exploded, and Wutu Minglei rolled and roared, covering the sky above Ye Futian's body.

    Ye Futian stepped forward, and the stars flowed around his body, surrounding his body, turning into a star body, and the sky and the earth seemed to turn into a starry world, with stars shining and flowing.

    The strong man of the Purple Nether Sect stretched out his hands with his palms facing up, as if he was holding up the heaven and the earth, and the lightning from the sky and the earth was shining, descending on his palms, gathering a radiant brilliance.

    "Boom." A flash of lightning flashed across the void, his figure was reaching the limit, and he rushed towards Ye Futian's body like a thunderbolt. He flipped his palms and slapped them out at the same time.  Blast to Ye Futian's body.

    "Boom!"

    The sound of thunder pierced the sky and the earth, and the endless earth and thunder gathered on the palm of Ye Futian's body, blasting into Ye Futian's body, and the rolling thunder and thunder from the sky descended at the same time, smashing on Ye Futian's star body.

    The light of the stars is crystal clear, but there are still cracks and cracks.

    However, Ye Futian's body still stood there, and the endless lightning rushed into the light of the stars along the crack, but did not shake his body.

    The people around looked at Ye Futian's body, and the endless lightning and thunder released the thunder light, flooding the sky and the earth, but his body was crystal clear, as if he was an indestructible body, bathed in the thunder and bearing the power of thunder, he remained motionless.

    The expression of the Ziming sect powerhouse changed slightly, Ye Futian raised his palm, and there was a bang-clicking sound, and the endless avenue of thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, gathering in his palm.  Qianlei Ting was as sharp as a sword, tearing apart the void.

    Feeling the threat, the strong Ziming sect's body exploded back, turning into a thunderbolt like an afterimage, but Ye Futian's body followed him like a shadow, and also turned into a thunder and lightning, reaching the limit.

    The bodies of the two of them passed through the void at the same time, and appeared above the sky. The crowd saw Ye Futian's arms facing forward, and his fists bathed in the endless light of thunder blasted out.

    "Boom"

    With a loud noise, the body of the strong Ziming sect stopped, the fist of thunder hit his chest, and the destructive light rushed into his body, blooming from every part of his body, countless bolts of lightning  It illuminates the void, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

    There was another loud bang, and the body of the strong Zimingzong fell instantly and fell to the ground.

    His body was scorched black, his long hair stood up all over his body, his body was twitching, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. His appearance was horrible.

    The strong man of the Ziming sect looked embarrassed. With one blow, the strong man of the Ziming sect was not too strong, but he was not weak either. He was killed by Ye Futian with a single punch.

    What's more, his attack containing Wutu Minglei couldn't shake Ye Futian's defense.

    Zhang Changqing and the others looked up at the figures in the void, and Ye Futian also looked down at them, with an indifferent expression, and said calmly: "This is the way of Zimingzong's inheritance? It is really strong."

    The sarcastic voice was particularly harsh, and the white-clothed figure in the void had silver hair fluttering, and his handsome face revealed a sense of unrestrained and uninhibited. Compared with the situation in Zimingzong at that time, Ye Futian at this time was more arrogant and uninhibited.

    Apparently, in Zimingzong, Ye Futian had been suppressing his own personality because he wanted to ask Ziminghuang, and because there were many emperors at that time.

    &nbsThe ancient characters descended and bombarded his body, smashing him to the ground.

    It was still an instant kill, and the people who participated in the battle of Jinluanzong were already extraordinary figures. However, they were still suppressed by extremely domineering iron and blood, which was not at the same level at all.

    "Anyone else?"

    Ye Futian looked down at the eight orthodox sects of Leifa below.

    Who is worthy of a fight?

    This space suddenly became extraordinarily quiet. Most people were watching the excitement, but they were also amazed at Ye Futian's tyrannical fighting power. He even rubbed the evildoers of the eight Leifa sects on the ground.

    This battle was enough to make Zi Mingzong lose his face and lose face.

    Some people looked up at the sky. As the supreme force inheriting the eight thunder law sects, Zixiao Tiangong, who claims that the world's thunder law is the best in the sky, does not know whether it will fight!

    ps: The monthly pass is about to be issued in the top ten, so I¡¯m crying, you guys are ruthless!

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