Chapter 2550 The gossip

Ye Futian walked forward, and the strong man from the Thirteenth Level Tower looked at him and smiled and nodded.

With his fingers stretched out, Ye Futian pointed at the silver spear in the middle and the second magic weapon. Suddenly, many people looked at him. Those who dared to challenge the second magic weapon were all unusual figures.

"Who is this person?" Someone whispered in the crowd.

"The silver mask is very elegant, I don't know which powerful person he is."

"What do you call it?" asked the strong man from the Thirteenth Level Building.

"Silver Gun, Changkong." Ye Futian used a pseudonym, so naturally no one had heard of his name.

On the thirteenth floor in front of the thirteenth floor, a figure floated down on the thirteenth floor and descended to the open space battlefield next to it. Ye Futian walked over there and came to the other side. Silver light curtains appeared around him, directly sealing the open space.

The battlefield is very large, but for people of their level, they are very small. However, the 13th floor competition is to learn how to shoot and attack with attack. Therefore, the score of the winning or losing of shooter does not require too much position.

"Thirteenth level building, silver spear, Wen Yang, please advise." The practitioner opposite Ye Futian was a middle-aged man. He held a silver spear and exuded a sharp aura of indomitable progress, as if he was standing there, and there was a gun.

Both of them call themselves silver spears, who has the stronger gun?

Ye Futian stretched out his hand, and suddenly the power of the great road gathered into a silver spear. He held the spear and looked at Wen Yang, and said, "Please give me advice."

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Futian's body seemed to become extremely sharp, blending into one with a silver spear. The gun was like a man, and the person was like a gun. The silver clothes on his body were blowing, giving people a sense of extraordinaryness.

In just a moment, Wen Yang seemed to feel that he had encountered a powerful opponent and his expression became particularly solemn.

Rounds of terrible waves spread out from the spear in his hand. He walked forward and shot into the void space, causing the void to storm and a powerful shock wave appeared.

However, Wen Yang did not attack directly, but stabbed one shot again, one shot after another, continuously. Each shot was stabbed out, and the shock wave became stronger, and the power seemed to be increasing exponentially, and it continued to stack and become stronger.

"The Thirteenth-level Tower Gunsmanship." Everyone was shocked when they saw Wen Yang's attacks. Moreover, Wen Yang seemed extremely cautious and did not tentatively attack. And he continued to sublimate the power of gunsmanship after gun.

The more you go back, the more powerful the terrifying. It is said that those who created this scribble only reached the twelfth level. In his life, he only used the thirteenth gun once, and one shot was shot, which shocked the world and the ghosts and gods. He himself died after using the ultimate gun, and the shocked one shot before his death.

Ye Futian stood there quietly, feeling the powerful shock waves that kept rushing, one after another, like huge waves of destruction, oppressing this blocked space, causing the space to suffocate and the road to collapse. In this closed space, this kind of shooting technique is indeed a very powerful shooting technique.

Moreover, the power of the gun is still becoming stronger and stronger.

It’s a pity that Wen Yang encountered was him. Although practicing attacking skills and magical powers are important, they are meaningless in the face of absolute strength.

Ye Futian raised his hand and shot out.

The man and the gun are united, as if they have become one, like lightning, like lightning, flashing away.

"Bang, bang, bang..." A dull sound came out, and the shock waves were directly shaken away by the light from the front in the middle. In an instant, a silver spear pointed directly at Wen Yang's eyebrows.

Just one shot!

In the face of absolute perception and absolute power, the magical powers have no meaning. The great way is connected and all things are connected. Ye Futian's simple shot is the simplest way, the human and gun are united, and the great way is united. Even if the hidden power is not used, Wen Yang cannot compete with it. The difference between the two is too big.

Behind Ye Futian, the fluctuations formed by the explosion of the oscillation waves continued, and even impacted the surrounding seals, causing the seal to vibrate and dissipate for a while, and the seal light curtain disappeared.

Wen Yang's eyes were frozen there, staring at the silver mask in front of him.

One shot!

As the top human emperor in the Thirteenth Level Tower, he did not withstand a single shot in his marksmanship. In this shot, he felt the absolute gap. His and other people's perceptions in practice were not on the same level.

Many practitioners on the Thirteenth Level Tower stood up and looked down, their pupils contracted, and their eyes were shocked. The more people who came to challenge, the less they won, and very few people could defeat the Chonglou marksmanship in shooting skills, let alone killing in one blow.

In this simple shot, it seems like a return to nature and the truth is simple.

"What a stunning shot." An old man praised.

"I'm giving up." The silver spear in Ye Futian's hand dissipated.

"Your Majesty, Wen Yang admires the spear." Wen Yang put away his spear and saluted Ye Futian slightly. At the grand event in Tianyan City, he could indeed meet all the romantic figures. The person in front of him had never heard of his name, but he was so amazing.

For the first time, Wen Yang actually felt that his thirteenth floor shooting skills were fancy and flashy.

Of course, the shooting skills of the Thirteenth Level Tower are not weak, but they only met stronger people.

"Mr. Changkong is willing to go upstairs and talk?" Wen Yang politely invited, not being angry because he was defeated by a shot. They learned about the shooting skills of the powerful men from all sides at the cost of the second magic weapon?

Isn't it just to see those top-level marksmanship so as to improve their marksmanship and learn their insights? So they are more willing to see powerful marksmanship. However, Ye Futian's marksmanship has surpassed his cognition, and his realm of perception is not enough.

"No need, I'm used to being alone. When the time comes, I will come to get the silver spear." Ye Futian said, as if that magic weapon was already in his pocket. This arrogant attitude made everyone around him feel his confidence.

"Please ask, where is Mr. Changkong practicing?" An old man on the Thirteenth Level Building looked at Ye Futian and asked, a little curious.

"You can understand the marksmanship by yourself." Ye Futian responded.

"Understanding it yourself!" The old man whispered: "I admire you. Sir. The gun technique is rare in my life. I heard that the emperor personally taught the gun of the disciple, the Gun Emperor, is also a peerless gun technique. However, I have never seen it yet. It's a pity that the god general Du You has now passed the great god tribulation. I am afraid that I will not have the chance to see his gun."

"The Gun Emperor Du You." Ye Futian murmured: "Is it very strong?"

The old man was stunned, then smiled and said, "The Donghuang Emperor is very powerful, of course, and there may not be anyone in China to match the gun. It is said that the gun emperor only has a gun, and there is no gun in the world."

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded: "If you have the chance, I want to see you and say goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Aloof and indifferent.

Seeing his departure back, many people felt a little amazed. This man is not only awesome in his marksmanship, but also so arrogant. Have the chance to see the gun emperor Du You?

Even though he is very strong, he can already see the attack just now, who is the Gun Emperor Du You?

I'm afraid that the disciples of Emperor Donghuang would not take him seriously at all.

"How sure is this person to be able to seize the second magic weapon?" someone asked the old man on the Thirteenth floor.

"Although there are many evil people coming, there are many top figures, the shot just now was indeed amazing. I think he is 50% sure he can take away the second magic weapon." The old man said: "The silver spear is Changkong, this name must be recorded. There will be many people who will become famous in this grand event, and he will be one of them."

Ye Futian doesn’t care about other people’s opinions. If you want to talk about fame, how many people are there in the land of China today that have more louder names than the three words “Ye Futian”?

The reason why he wanted to get the gun was because it was a magic weapon, so he could get it without paying a price. Why not do it? Secondly, he could better cover up himself. He was a silver spear sky, a pure and arrogant gun king.

Of course, although this shot caused some trouble in the Thirteenth Tower, it was nothing in Tianyan City today. There are countless romantic figures coming in Tianyan City today.

After Ye Futian left the Thirteenth Tower, he came to a restaurant in Tianyan City to drink. In the restaurant, he often heard various gossip news.

He came to a corner of the restaurant and sat down. He leaned against the window and could see people coming and going outside. Just like on the street, everyone next to him was talking about this Tianyan City event, as if this was the only topic in Yancheng today.

"I heard that Princess Donghuang will come here in person this time." Someone in the restaurant said that the restaurant is not large in size and those big restaurants are already crowded, so the cultivation of the practitioners here is not that strong, and the news is mostly more "gossip".

"A hundred years ago, a god came to watch the ceremony. Was the princess here in person this time?"

"Well, Princess Donghuang has grown up long ago and has achieved success in her cultivation. She has been busy with her cultivation and now she should choose a Taoist companion for her practice. It is said that Tianyan City has a great opportunity."

"Why is Tianyan City?"

"You think that although Emperor Donghuang ruled Shenzhou, many ancient gods were not directly under him. Moreover, they lacked the top weapon refining power. If Tianyan City could be taken into account, it would undoubtedly make the imperial palace stronger. Therefore, it is very likely that Tianyan City would be chosen."

"Is the King Mian of Tianyan City?" someone asked.

"Wang Mian?" The speaker showed a sarcastic meaning and said, "As soon as you see, the news was out of date. When Wang Mian went to the original world, he had a defeat. What a character like Princess Donghuang, how could he consider him again?"

"The battle to defeat Ye Futian?"

"Yes, several top figures of the ancient gods joined forces and were defeated by Ye Futian and his wife, and Wang Mian also participated in that battle." The person who spoke before continued to talk: "Many people thought that Wang Mian might be the lord of Tianyan City in the future, but in fact, Wang Mian has always been the second-rate figure. His accusation was of cultivation. The real heir of Tianyan City was extremely low-key. Even people from the outside world didn't know much about his strength. According to the information I received, he had already passed the Great Dao Divine Tribulation and was able to refine a second magic weapon. In this weapon refining competition, Tianyan City invited the forces in China to come, but in fact, it was to build momentum for him, make him famous all over the world and win the first place in the weapon refining competition."

"The Wang family in the lord's mansion of Tianyan City has always been high-profile, but he has secretly cultivated such a person?" Someone said curiously.

"This is the cleverness of Tianyan City. Who doesn't leave a trump card in the ancient gods? Wang Mian is just for the outside world to see that the hidden man is the real core of Tianyan City. If he doesn't make a sound, his target may be Princess Donghuang." The man said mysteriously.

Ye Futian listened quietly, picked up the wine glass to drink, but actually felt a little sneered in his heart.

Princess Donghuang needs a marriage?

For a person of his level, hearing these words is like listening to jokes. Under the Emperor, there are all ants, unless Emperor Tianyan is reborn!
Chapter completed!