After the second day of the Tingfeng Banquet, Emperor Luo did not invite Emperor Ye again.

Now, both Emperor Luo and Mr. Luo are in the time of pride.

As soon as the Tingfeng Banquet ended, many people like Hua Xiang surrounded the prince and wanted to celebrate Prince Luo Junlin. Many princes and nobles in the Nandou Kingdom agreed.

They all understood that after Prince Luo Junlin stepped into the Xuanwang Hall, he might not inherit the throne of the Nandou Kingdom, but would have a more terrifying future. If he could become a great figure in the Xuanwang Hall, then, let alone the Nandou Kingdom, even a land of hundreds of countries, would be enough to walk sideways and even build a stronger kingdom.

In the land of hundreds of countries, some powerful kingdoms were born in this way, because more than one royal figure appeared.

The people of Cangye Kingdom naturally did not join in the fun. They already knew that Emperor Luo invited them to come to wait for this moment, rather than simply inviting them to come to watch the ceremony.

Ye Danchen even wanted to go back to Cangye Kingdom with annoyance, but Emperor Ye did not agree. Since he had already come to watch the ceremony, he naturally had to wait until the banquet ended. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a joke that he was not arrogant and jealous of Luo Junlin as the emperor.

When he returned to the palace, Ye Futian found that Yu Sheng seemed to be keeping his head down, and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm in a bad mood." Yu Sheng looked up and said.

"Because Luo Junlin entered the Xuanwang Hall?" Ye Futian said with a smile.

"Not only that, the father and son deliberately invited people from the Three Kingdoms to watch the ceremony, wasn't it just to show off? I really thought Luo Junlin was unparalleled?" Yu Sheng said unhappy.

"It is naturally because others can enter the Xuanwang Palace, so they are of course talented." Ye Futian smiled.

"No matter what the Hang King Palace is, it's fine if he doesn't interfere when he kills Luo Junlin in the future. If you dare to interfere, you will destroy it together." Yu Sheng was a little irritable, and Ye Futian looked at him with shame.

This guy is only in the glory realm and yells to destroy other people's major forces in the East Wasteland realm?

I became irritable for the rest of my life, and it turned out to be unreasonable...

"Don't think about it, go to practice? We won't go to listen to the wind banquet tomorrow." Ye Futian said to Yu Sheng.

"Don't go?" Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian.

"Well, don't you feel bored?" Ye Futian smiled at Yu Sheng: "Just go and have a look on the last day."

After hearing Ye Futian's words, Yu Sheng's eyes flashed, and then he seemed to understand something. With a simple smile, he seemed to be in a much better mood.

Ye Futian glared at him, then turned around and went to practice.

One night passed, and the next day Ye Lingxi came to call them, and Ye Futian told her that she was not going to go. When Ye Tianzi found out, he ordered people to guard Ye Futian's safety in the palace. He took the others to attend the Fengfeng Banquet alone.

Yesterday, when the prince of the Nandou Kingdom was accepted as a disciple by the Xuanwang Palace, the news that the prince of the Nandou Kingdom would become the second prince of the Nandou Kingdom had already spread throughout the night, so there were more people coming to the Tingfeng Banquet today, as if they were prosperous.

Emperor Luo was naturally in a good mood. He listened to the wind banquet continued to be held, but he noticed that Ye Futian did not come, and the people from Yunchu and Dayan countries naturally noticed it.

"The number one person on the Fenghua List, it's okay to avoid the battle before, but now he even hides people?" Chu Kuangren said sarcastically when he saw Ye Futian did not appear.

"You were wrong." At this time, Ye Wuchen said: "He should be bored, the banquet is boring, and people are bored. If I had known that I would not come today."

"It's indeed a good reason. You and Ye Futian are quite similar." Chu Kuangren said lightly.

"Maybe it was stimulated yesterday." Someone in the Great Yan Kingdom said with a smile. Although it was the Feng Banquet, the person with the most dazzling light yesterday undoubtedly belonged to Luo Junlin. Many people felt a sense of turmoil. After returning, they all inquired about some news about the Eastern Wilderness and the Ancient World.

"Your Majesty, I won't come tomorrow." Ye Wuchen said to Emperor Ye.

"Okay." Ye Tianzi nodded.

"What do you want to escape?" Chu Kuangren looked at Ye Wuchen and smiled.

"Don't worry, I will come on the final day of the Wind Banquet." Ye Wuchen responded, and Chu Kuangren looked at him and smiled, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

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As Ye Wuchen said, he did not show up on the fourth day of the Fengyan Banquet.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng did not appear either.

Not only on the fourth day, with the convening of the Tingfeng Banquet, geniuses continued to emerge, and the atmosphere was about to be pushed to a peak, but Ye Futian and Yu Sheng and others never appeared in the stands on Ye Tianzi's side.

Even the people from the Donghai Academy and the Nandou family noticed it, thinking that it was probably because the prince's prince was attracted by the great forces, which stimulated Ye Futian and the others. Although Ye Futian's talent is extremely terrifying and not inferior to Prince Luo Junlin, however, practice is not only based on talent, but also requires luck. Ye Futian seems to be destined to be unable to compare with the prince. After Prince Luo Junlin enters the Xuanwang Hall, Ye Futian will never be allowed to have the opportunity to grow up.

These days, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng have been practicing in the palace.

Especially for the rest of his life, he was in a bad mood and completely entered a state of retreat. Every time Ye Futian went to see him, he was in a state of cultivation and did not disturb him.

In the palace, in the courtyard where Ye Futian is located, Ye Futian is practicing boxing, and there is an emperor's intention flowing in his body, making each punch seem to contain a wonderful artistic conception. With his practice, this charm becomes more and more obvious and can be used in the attack as he wishes.

"Ah..." A low roar interrupted Ye Futian's practice, which was the voice of the rest of his life.

Ye Futian's heart tightened and ran towards a direction in the courtyard. He soon arrived at the place where he practiced for the rest of his life.

Seeing Yu Sheng's state at this moment, Ye Futian's heart twitched violently. Every time he saw Yu Sheng practicing like this, he would feel a burst of heartache, like a needle.

At this time, Yu Sheng had a terrifying aura around him. A violent dark golden luster surrounded his body and completely ran away, burying his body inside. On Yu Sheng's body, it seemed like a figure like a demon god was attached. The dark golden phantom turned into a terrible vortex, devouring all the violent spiritual energy around him, causing a hideous barb on Yu Sheng's body.

Then, Ye Futian saw that behind Yu Sheng, there were bumps growing out of his flesh and blood body, and continued to extend outward.

It was precisely this reason that Yu Sheng could not bear the painful screams. He saw that he closed his eyes tightly and his lips were also tightly closed. In order not to make a sound, his lips were bitten and bleeding, which was shocking.

Ye Futian held his hands tightly and made a crackling sound. Why did his adoptive father let the rest of his life practice such a cruel technique?

The demon-like phantom kept condensed and raised and kept moving out.

'"Ah..." Another extremely miserable shout, as if it was extremely painful.

"Boom!" With a roar, the wind blew, as if something had broken. After the bulge behind Yu Sheng grew out, it turned into a pair of terrifying wings. The dark golden wings flashed with terrifying light. Each feather seemed to have an upside down sharp thorn. The pair of wings were very big, and it was very suitable for Yu Sheng's burly body.

If Ye Futian's golden-winged Roc bird's wings bloom like a feather of a god, then when the wings bloom for the rest of his life, they are like a feather of a demon god, which makes people tremble.

"Does the martial arts come from the Dharma image?" Ye Futian said with his heart trembling, and his wings were alive. The shortcomings of Yu Sheng's inability to fly in the air could be overcome. The extremely violent spiritual energy between the surrounding heaven and earth rushed towards Yu Sheng's body. At this moment, Ye Futian discovered that it was not only the metallic spiritual energy, but also the wind.

He was born with the wind attribute talent.

At this moment, Yu Sheng's eyes opened, and a terrible dark golden light burst out from his pupils, revealing an extremely violent aura.

However, when he saw Ye Futian's figure in front of him, the violent aura disappeared instantly, and the violent intention on his body gradually returned to normal.

I saw Yu Sheng smiled honestly at Ye Futian, like a big boy, without the terrifying violent aura he had before.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Futian asked softly.

"I can still bear this little thing. I am now in the eight-star glory realm." Yu Sheng scratched his head and said.

"You idiot, you are not allowed to practice today, so you can rest early." Ye Futian stared at Yu Sheng, not allowing him to refuse.

"Okay." Yu Sheng nodded, his realm improved, and his irritable mood improved a little.

Ye Futian didn't say anything else, turned around and left, Yu Sheng said it would not hurt, but he felt a little heartbroken. He knew that Yu Sheng had to bear this pain all the way he practiced.

Behind the powerful power is not only because of the extraordinary talent, but also the pain that ordinary people cannot bear.

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Time passed day by day, and the wind banquet was approaching the end, and the final showdown of the strong began. The royal city of the Nandou Kingdom was in full bloom.

Those outstanding figures finally appeared on the stage and appeared in the vision of the people of the Nandou Kingdom, showing their unparalleled edge, and are about to embark on the final battle.

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng still knew nothing about all this.

In the evening, Ye Tianzi brought the people from Cang Ye Kingdom back to the palace.

Ye Lingxi came to Ye Futian's courtyard.

"Ye Futian." Ye Lingxi found Ye Futian and shouted with a smile.

"Princess." Ye Futian looked at Ye Lingxi who was coming.

"Stop calling me princess, just call me Ling Xi." Ye Lingxi smiled and said, "I'll tell you, Listen to Feng Banquet will end tomorrow."

"Is it finally over?" Ye Futian smiled. The Tingfeng Banquet was held for many days.

"Father said that we might go back to Cangye Kingdom just tomorrow. We are free tonight. Should we go out to relax? The night view of Nandou King City is still good, and there will be no chance after today." Ye Lingxi said with a smile.

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded. He had been practicing in the palace these days and was also bored. He happened to be walking in the Nandou King City to relax, and the guy for the rest of his life was the same.

Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle. Today’s Nandou King City should be very lively!
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