Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and felt the dark thunder light. He looked calm and said, "The realm is not enough."

Ye Futian glanced at him calmly, and a ray of power spread out from his body, sweeping out in an instant. The light flowed on his body, like a piece of flawless jade, with the Taoist intentions being flawless, reaching perfection.

After the Shenxiang Clan was in seclusion and practiced, it was already frugal to come out of the mountain.

Zi Jun and other strong men looked at Ye Futian in surprise, their pupils contracted slightly. This guy actually hid his cultivation, and they were out of sight and didn't see it.

At such a young and flawless realm, his talent must be extremely extraordinary. Moreover, he seems to be a swordsman, but he practices thunder and has the way to death.

Obviously, he is good at multiple means and understands multiple methods.

Zhang Changqing felt the power of Ye Futian's body. This person should have entered the flawless holy realm for a while, and his aura was not so thick, but he showed his sharpness.

He raised his palm, and there was a faint terrifying thunder sound in the small part of his palm. He walked forward and raised his palm toward Ye Futian Seal.

Ye Futian also raised his hand, his palm collided with the other party, and a terrible thunderous air flowed out of the palms of the two, compressing the attack to the limit, forming an extremely terrible force between the two people's palms. It is very difficult to control the power in an extremely small range. It compresses the powerful Taoist magic to the extreme, how terrible the destructive power it contains is.

When the powerful Zi Ming Sect saw their movements, they released their breath and isolated them. They saw that the robes on the two of them were automatically breeze.

"Cough..." Blood flowed out from the corner of Zhang Changqing's mouth, and his internal organs fluctuated violently. A dull sound came out. He stepped back continuously, glanced at his palm, and it turned into a burnt black sieve, and the meaning of death was entangled.

Looking at Ye Futian again, his expression was as normal as he did, without any turbulence.

This shocked the people of Ziming Sect around you. Is this Sword Seven so powerful?

Zi Jun's face also changed. Zhang Changqing, the number one genius in Ziming Sect, was she extremely respected by Zhang Changqing, who was actually crushed?

"Did you see it?" Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing and said, "The world is so big, many unknown practitioners are not necessarily weak. Zixiao Heavenly Palace summoned Tianyu practitioners to come together. I believe you have also met some monster-level figures these days. It is probably difficult for you to move forward."

Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian with a gloomy expression and said, "Do you want to enter the Zixiao Heavenly Palace?"

Ye Futian did not answer him, and looked at the high place in front of him, where big men sat there, high above, overlooking the scenery below.

When seeing Ye Futian's expression, Zhang Changqing looks like a heart like a mirror. Who doesn't yearn for the Zixiao Heavenly Palace for practicing thunder in the world?

All the thunder laws in the world come out of the Heavenly Palace.

This time, it is an extremely rare opportunity to release oneself and show its strength and be valued by Zixiao Tiangong.

It is normal for hermits like Jian Qi to come.

"You participate in the name of Ziming Sect. I will go and ask the teacher to see if I can make an exception and let you replace me." Zhang Changqing said to Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at Zhang Changqing, and there was no expression in his deep pupils, and he whispered: "Okay."

It seems that Zhang Changqing is also self-aware.

In this way, his purpose of walking with the Ziming Sect was achieved.

"Changqing." A Nirvana figure from the Ziming Sect shouted to Zhang Changqing. This opportunity is once a lifetime. Even if you are injured, Zhang Changqing can still fight. This is the opportunity to enter the Zixiao Heavenly Palace. It would be a pity if you give up like this.

"He is right. I'm afraid the next battle will be difficult to show. Instead of entering Zixiao Heavenly Palace to practice in this way, it's better to abdicate and give way to the wise." Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian and said, "I hope you don't disappoint me."

After saying that, Zhang Changqing turned around and left.

The battle is now in the late stage, and there are not many duels. There are several opponents he may face next, all of whom are familiar to him, from other forces from the eight major Leifa Sects. He is well aware of the strength of those people. He is not sure of his heyday. Now he is traumatized and it is even more difficult to defeat.

If he was to arrange the battle, in the next round of battle, Zixiao Heavenly Palace would most likely arrange a top figure who is also a force in the Leifa Sect. If he was defeated, he might not be able to enter Zixiao Heavenly Palace, and he would also lose face of Ziming Sect.

This grand event, to a big point, was a meeting between the peak forces in the Tianyu Realm, but in terms of their eight orthodox forces of thunder and law, it was actually a competition.

Ye Futian stood there quietly, looking at the thundering platform.

The undercurrents of the Tianyu Realm are surging, and top figures between human cultivators and demon realms have gradually emerged, hiding the intention of competing. The Tianyu Divine Dynasty and the Zixiao Heavenly Palace have the intention of joining forces to deal with the Haotian Immortal Sect. There may be changes in the Tianyu Realm.

Before the incident comes, he must have a place among the top figures.

Only in this way can some forces be affected.

"Why didn't you enter the Ziming Sect to practice?" Zijun asked Ye Futian. He said that he had been to the sacred mountain and now he showed such a super talent. Why didn't you enter the Ziming Sect at that time?

"Why should I enter?" Ye Futian asked back, Zi Jun's expression suddenly stopped and could not refute.

Senior Brother Changqing is willing to abdicate, what can she say?

Ye Futian's eyes turned and did not look at her. After a while, Zhang Changqing came back and said, "Master has agreed to the proposal, but it is unknown whether it can be successful. I'm waiting for news."

At this time, Ye Futian clearly felt someone looking at him. His eyes turned and he saw a figure and eyes directly penetrated the space and fell on him on the high platform ahead. The man was the Purple Nether Emperor.

"It's not a big problem for you to fight, but if you have the strength, you can perform well." Zi Minghuang Emperor said. He was not worried about Ye Futian's conspiracy. Even if he had outstanding talent, he was just a person who practiced the holy realm. Do you still dare to plot against the Human Emperor?

He never thought that someone would dare to do this.

At this time, on the thunder Taoist platform ahead, an old man said, "Zhen Xiao, the king of the Savior Mountain, Zhang Changqing of the Ziming Sect was injured and gave up his combat qualifications, so that his fellow disciple of the Ziming Sect would replace Jian Qi."

“Replace?”

Many people showed a strange look. Wang Xiao and Zhang Changqing were both representatives of the eight orthodox forces of the thunder law.

Wang Xiao is the most outstanding disciple of the holy Taoist Taoist in the Killing Shenshan. The way of killing Gods and Demons and Thunder has reached its peak and is extremely powerful, while Zhang Changqing is a demonic figure in the Ziming Sect.

Now, Zhang Changqing has given up fighting and asked a disciple of Ziming Sect who had never heard of before to fight.

Is this, has Zhang Changqing retreated?

Perhaps, he was indeed injured and knew that he could not continue, so he gave up.

Zhang Changqing's giving up means that the Ziming Sect gave up. This Sword Seven was probably just the Ziming Sect sect who came up to make up the numbers to resolve the embarrassment of Zhang Changqing not going to fight.

Many disciples of the Savior Mountain looked at the Thunder Dao Platform. Even the Lord of the Savior Mountain looked there at this time and said to the Zi Ming Emperor beside him: "Zhang Changqing came to find you just now, did he give up?"

"Zhang Changqing was a little injured before, but it would be the same if it was another person." Zi Ming Emperor said.

"It seems that I have never heard of this Sword Seven. Did the Ziming Sect send it to make up the numbers?" The Lord of the Savior Mountain said again.

"You will know when you see." Zi Ming Emperor looked as usual. On the huge thunder platform, Wang Xiao was flowing with extremely domineering magic thunder all over his body, causing violent and raging thunder air to appear on the battle platform where the formation was blocked, which was very terrifying.

Ye Futian also stepped onto the Thunder Pagoda. Among the crowd, some people looked at Ye Futian.

"Zhang Changqing still has the power to fight. Since he gave up, he might as well give up the battle directly. Why bother to waste your time?" Wang Xiao looked at Ye Futian and said, and a dark magic thunder fell down and descended around Ye Futian's body, forming a terrifying destructive thunder domain around Ye Futian's body.

Ye Futian drew his sword, and the sword came out, and the lightning shone in the sky.

"Bang." As soon as Ye Futian stepped on his sword with both hands, he immediately followed heavy and dark swords of death thunder surrounded him, and magic thunders were coming from the sky, making a violent roar.

"boom……"

The demon thunder entered his body and wandered over Ye Futian's body, making a thundering sound, but did not directly threaten him.

The sword lies across the sky, and thousands of tribulations were introduced into the sword. The lightning light in the void broke into the sky, stinging people's eyes. Countless swords were flying around Ye Futian's body, and a terrible flow of death flowed in each sword.

Wang Xiao seemed to feel a trace of threat. His body floated, and he controlled the thunder technique and fell from the sky. A terrifying demon thunder blasted down, killing people's spiritual will power.

Ye Futian waved his palm towards the sky, and the sword slashed out, and the magic thunder was split from the middle.

The light of thunder was cut off from the middle, this is the way of space.

"go."

Ye Futian spit out a word from his mouth, and suddenly thousands of swords came out together and killed Wang Xiao.

"Boom." Wang Xiao's whole body was dazzling, like wearing a dark magic thunder armor. His fists broke through the sky, and he was extremely domineering. The void seemed to collapse and explode, and swords were directly destroyed.

However, the endless sword intent ran over the void and kept slashing. Wang Xiao shouted loudly, and a phantom of the Thunder God of War appeared behind him, raising his hand to attack and shatter the void.

The sword flowing around his body was endless, and the will of death enveloped the heaven and earth. There was no hope of life in this void. Wang Xiao's face gradually turned dark and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

He stepped on the void and his body soared into the sky, trying to get out of this space.

Ye Futian stretched out his hand from the air, and the swords wandering around his body seemed to contain the rules of the great way, and they rushed down one by one.

"Boom boom boom!" The continuous explosion sounds were heard, and the power of a sword was stronger than that of a sword. Wang Xiao seemed to be trapped in the sword map, but it was difficult to kill him.

"There..." Many people exclaimed and looked at the battle between Ye Futian and Wang Xiao, their hearts fluttering.

Didn’t Zhang Changqing, the first genius of Ziming Sect, give up?
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