Ye Futian said, "When the voice fell, many people's hearts trembled slightly. How arrogant this guy is, I just asked the magic weapon to destroy the Qiong, will you go?"

Who did he think he was?

The magic weapon Mitsuki is a saint who has been passed down in the world. The Lord of the Zhaixing Palace often calls them the orthodox of the Holy Way, not the Star Academy because of the existence of Mitsuki.

For generations, the three courtyards have always wanted to take Mieqiong away, especially the Star Academy, but they have never succeeded. Until today, Ye Futian has arrived.

The Lord of Zhaixing Mansion looked like stars and shot out dazzling light, staring at Ye Futian in the void.

Just one question, will you go or not!

"Miaoqiong is owned by my Zhaixing Mansion, so how can you take it away?" The Lord of Zhaixing Mansion spoke coldly, even if he was extremely talented.

Ye Futian seemed to have not heard it, and rays of light shone brightly, and the holy light rushed into the magic weapon, resonating with it. The moment she carried the magic weapon, she knew that she had been plotted by the Lord of Zhaixing Mansion. With his strength and realm, he could not even take Mie Qiong there. The magic weapon had a spirit, unless Mie Qiong chose to follow him.

Therefore, he communicated with the holy light, and the magic weapon could sense it. If this magic weapon was really passed down by the saint, he would be able to sense the wishes of the saint. If the magic weapon still refused to leave, it would be destined not to belong to him and he would not force it.

"Boom..." At this moment, the magic weapon of the Sky suddenly trembled violently, and the starry sky storm also trembled wildly.

"What's going on?" Everyone felt the world of starry sky trembling, and their hearts were beating. Above the sky, the bright light shone brightly, heading towards all directions, and their bodies trembled violently.

The Lord of Zhaixing Mansion had a fusion of expression, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he stared at the void.

At this moment, accompanied by the extremely dazzling light blooming, the stars in the sky seemed to rush into the magic weapon's destruction sky at this moment. Soon the starry sky disappeared. The magic weapon was still trembling, with a loud bang, and the heaven and earth trembled.

The magic weapon destroyed the sky, and the body of a thousand meters turned into a two-meter long stick, which was held in Ye Futian's palm.

"how so?"

"The magic weapon destroys the sky and surrenders."

The faces of the people in Zhaixing Mansion changed, and the hearts of the disciples of the three courtyards were trembling violently. There were also tourists from all over the world. At this moment, their eyes were frozen, and they were staring at the figure in the void.

At this moment, the handsome young man stood above the sky, his holy robe draped on his body and danced with the wind, holding the destruction sky in his hand, and the stars flowed, just like a true descendant of the Holy Way.

Mu Zhiqiu also looked at Ye Futian with beautiful eyes, and her indifferent eyes finally had a ray of turmoil. The magic weapon Kills the Qiong, and she actually chose to follow an outsider. She was a little disappointed.

"Good job." Long Ling'er shouted excitedly. Brother Futian is really amazing. The old man may regret it to death at this moment.

Master Yun and the people from Xingchen Academy took a deep breath. Is this the holy son of their Xingchen Academy? When I came to Zhaixing Mansion, I was still unparalleled in the sharpness.

"Thank you for giving me this gift. Although I am ashamed of this great gift, since the magic weapon Miqiong is willing to follow me, I will not let it down. If Miqiong is humiliated, others will be able to remember that it comes from Zhaixing Mansion." Ye Futian said, many people were stunned and looked at the face of the Lord of Zhaixing Mansion.

This bastard, I took the treasure of someone else's government and praised the Lord of Zhaixing, as if it was given to him by the Lord of Zhaixing. This made it difficult for the Lord of Zhaixing to repent. How could he be so shameless?

I'm afraid the Lord of Zhaixing Mansion has the intention to kill people at this moment, so how could he give him a gift? It was clearly because he wanted Ye Futian's inheritance in the Wuyun battlefield that he agreed to let Ye Futian take Miqiong. Who thought he could really take it away?

Gu Yunxi blinked his beautiful eyes and laughed secretly. This guy is really...

The corners of the eyes of the Zhaixing Mansion were twitching, and his heart was bleeding.

He had to know that Ye Futian could take Mie Qiong away, so how could he let him try it, but now, as the lord of Zhaixing Mansion, he is a giant, and he regrets what he said in public. Where can he put his old face?

But he was extremely unwilling to think that Ye Futian would take Mieqiong away.

"Let go." At this moment, a cold sound came out, and in the distance, several figures rushed towards him, the leader was handsome and extraordinary. However, at this moment, the handsome face exuded a cold feeling, and there seemed to be an invisible air flowing between the surrounding heaven and earth.

In just a moment, when the convenience came to this void, he looked at Ye Futian with cold eyes.

"Zhifan." The Lord of Zhaixing Mansion raised his head and shouted, and many people's hearts trembled. The pride of heaven in Zhaixing Mansion was already a peerless monster who had practiced in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace, Mu Zhifan.

At this moment, he returned to Zhaixing Mansion.

"Grandpa, grandson is back to celebrate your birthday." Mu Zhifan saluted to the Lord of Zhaixing Mansion, and then looked at Ye Futian with cold eyes. The other party actually held a magic weapon in Miqiong in his hand. He didn't know what happened, nor did he want to know.

However, the magic weapon Mishen is passed down by a saint and stands on the top of the Zhaixing Mansion. This magic weapon will be his main magic weapon in the future. He has long regarded it as his own. He holds the Mishen in his hand and restores the orthodox status of the Saint Path of Zhaixing Mansion and surpasses the three courtyards.

However, Mieqiong is now held by others.

"The magic weapon was given by the lord of the mansion." Master Yun spoke lightly, Mu Zhifan frowned, and he looked at the lord of Zhaixing Mansion in confusion. At this time, someone sent a message to him to explain the whole matter.

Mu Zhifan's eyes turned, looked at Ye Futian again, and said, "Let Mieqiong be put down, you can put forward other conditions, and Zhaixing Mansion will definitely be satisfied."

"No need, since the magic weapon is willing to follow, how can you let it go?" Ye Futian looked at Mu Zhifan and spoke lightly. The Lord of Zhaixing Mansion said in person. Everyone heard it. Now Mu Zhifan wants to repent?

This is a gambling battle. If he fails, will the other party let go of the Holy Dao inheritance he obtained in the Wuyun battlefield?

"I'll let you go."

Mu Zhifan took a step forward, and the king's power bloomed. Suddenly, an invisible air flowed between the sky and the earth, pressing on Ye Futian's body.

He asked Ye Futian to propose other conditions to give Ye Futian a face. After all, it was his grandfather's mistake, but the other party still wanted him to be the treasure of the Star Mansion. He was simply presumptuous. He practiced in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace and would not care about the three courtyards.

It is the holy land in the eastern region of the wilderness state, and the Holy Dao Palace, in the entire wilderness state, belongs to the holy land of practice.

"Who do you think you are?"

Ye Futian stared at Mu Zhifan and responded coldly.

Mu Zhifan asked him to let go, so he let go?

Since President Chen asked him to obtain the magic weapon Mixun, now that the magic weapon Mixun has already obtained it, it is not his problem whether he can take it firmly. Since this thing is left by the saint, then the old guy probably wouldn't really think that he could take Mixun away from the Zhaixing Mansion in a mere Heavenly Realm.

Mu Zhifan looked cold and stepped forward again. The invisible pressure became stronger. Mu Zhifan raised his hand and grabbed it forward. Suddenly, the star-picking handprint appeared in the void. The huge palm print covered the sky and drowned everything. He headed straight for Ye Futian. Before he arrived, a heavy pressure fell, making Ye Futian's body extremely heavy.

The golden holy robe moved with the wind. Ye Futian held Mitsuki in his hand, and the starlight suddenly became extremely bright. It seemed like a starry sky appeared around his body.

The long stick danced, Ye Futian took a step forward, and the magic weapon Killing Qiong soared a hundred meters, carrying the power of the stars in the starry sky, slamming down towards the huge palm print, like stars falling down.

"boom……"

A shocking sound came out, and the Star Picking Palm Print exploded.

Everyone's eyes were frozen, while Mu Zhifan's expression was extremely cold, staring at Mieqiong.

Everyone in the world of cultivation understands that although magical instruments and treasures have a certain increase for practitioners, they will not soar too much. Even if people at low levels get powerful magical instruments, they are limited by their own cultivation and cannot exert the full power of magical instruments.

But Ye Futian, holding Miqiong in his hand, broke through one of his palm prints.

Mieqiong has a spirit, which can resonate with Ye Futian to a certain extent, thereby stimulating the power of the existence of the magic weapon.

In this case, Miqiong would not be allowed to be taken away by Ye Futian.

Of course, Ye Futian himself also felt that the holy light he received could resonate with Mixun. It was precisely because of this that he made Mixun surrender.

Mixun is indeed the most suitable magic weapon for him to use so far. This collision made him realize that with the help of Mixun's power, he could already fight head-on with the inferior kings and princes.

In this case, is it possible to let him hand over the treasure he has obtained?

"Dong."

Mu Zhifan took another step, and the will of the king and the princes burst out. Facing the realm of heaven, the king and the princes had absolute advantages. They could crush everything by relying solely on their willpower.

Sure enough, when the will of the powerful princes bloomed and came, Ye Futian felt that his body could not move and was pressed tightly.

The will of the kings and princes he faced in the past were just a ray of will left by the kings and princes. Now, it is a real king and prince, so it is naturally incomparable.

The difference in realm is not as simple as saying.

"Dong."

With another step forward, Ye Futian's spiritual will trembled, as if he was facing the real king at this moment.

Mu Zhifan raised his hand and grabbed it again, heading straight for Ye Futian and the magic weapon Miqiong.

Ye Futian had an illusion at this moment, as if he was facing an irresistible force.

A ray of light shone around his body, and his eyes shot out dazzling light. The divine ape roared angrily, holding the divine sky in his hand, and the wind and clouds danced.

He stepped on his foot and took the initiative to attack. The divine ape roared and Mie Qiong rushed down from the void, as if the stars in the sky were falling. Another loud bang, and the palm prints were broken again, but the phantom of the divine ape shook, and his arms seemed to be unable to hold the magic weapon tightly.

Mu Zhifan stretched out his palm and grabbed it in the air. The magic weapon of the Destroyed Sky seemed to be caught by an invisible big hand.

Ye Futian's eyes flashed cold light, and the holy light rushed into the magic weapon. The starlight burst out, crushing everything, breaking away from the invisible big handprint. But at the same time, Mu Zhifan's palm blasted out of the air. Ye Futian had no time to resist, and a muffled groan, as if his body was violently shocked, his steps backed, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head and stared at Mu Zhifan coldly. The realm of kings and princes was indeed not so easy to cross.

However, he didn't know that at this moment, many people in Xiakong felt their hearts tremble. Ye Futian, who held the magic weapon to destroy the sky, could actually confront the demon king and Hou Mu Zhifan!
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