Chapter 105 Execution

Ye Futian stood there, bathing in Shenhua, and he himself did not understand what happened.

In Ye Futian's perception, the tumbling blood in his body seemed to turn golden, and there seemed to be a golden figure, like an emperor.

In his perception, this figure is very blurred, he can't see his face clearly, he can only feel his temperament, aloof and invincible, the endless light of the emperor burst out from here, and he Body shrouded.

The figure seemed to be walking in his body, getting closer and closer, as if it had entered his mind, and the momentum was getting stronger and stronger. Ye Futian wanted to see his face clearly, but he was still unable to do so. arrive.

He was thinking, who is it, who left an emperor's will in his body.

Does this have anything to do with his life experience?

However, at the moment he didn't have time to think too much. The emperor-like figure seemed to be dancing, with a punch and a palm, opening and closing. Every movement contained the momentum of an emperor. With the movement of the figure, Ye Futian only felt himself The blood in the body is roaring, the life soul is also roaring, and the momentum of the whole person is rising wildly, it seems that it does not belong to him.

The soul of life is madly devouring the spiritual energy between heaven and earth like a tree of gods. His breath is changing. He only feels that his body is full of endless power. Every movement of the emperor's figure in his body seems to be imprinted in his mind. .

Hua Jieyu was held in Ye Futian's arms, she naturally saw Ye Futian's changes, but she was stunned at the moment when she was ready to die. At this time, the light on Ye Futian's body was too gorgeous, like a real emperor on earth , Although she has never seen Luo Tianzi, he must never have such a temperament, as if he is the emperor of fate.

She suddenly thought of the fate that Zuo Xiang had calculated for herself, and also thought of Ye Futian's questioning of Nan Doutai. At this moment, she finally understood what the fate of the emperor meant, and also understood that Zuo Xiang was asking Ye Futian if she would The loud laugh after Qingzhou City came back.

It turned out that this was the true meaning of her destiny.

They were destined to be together.

Thinking of Hua Jieyu's red eyes, and a drop of crystal tears falling down, it turned out that fate did not fall for her, but her beautiful eyes became more and more determined, since the fate is like this, then there is nothing in the world that can stop them from together.

The man she loves is the real emperor's destiny, as it should be.

Xia Fan looked at everything in front of him in shock, his hideous smile had already frozen there, and the strange situation in front of him completely subverted his thinking.

what is this?

Why did the spear pierce Ye Futian's body, not only did not kill him, but made him so beautiful, turned into an emperor, and bathed in the dazzling emperor's brilliance, who will tell him what happened?

What happened in front of him, not to mention seeing it, he had never heard of it, it was totally unreasonable, practitioners need to practice one step at a time, and there is no possibility of skyrocketing. Only the strong of the level can do it?

He didn't know Xia Fan, he looked hideous, and yelled at the two powerful men in front of Ye Futian: "Kill him."

The two powerhouses were also stunned there. They looked at the changes on Ye Futian in shock. When they heard Xia Fan's roar, cold killing intent flashed in their eyes. Kill towards Ye Futian's body.

However, this time, they were not able to hit Ye Futian's body. At this time, the light of the emperor around Ye Futian's body seemed to turn into a blurred figure. The brilliance of the emperor was blocked, and it was impossible to get close to Ye Futian's body

At this moment, not only the expressions of the two of them changed, but the expressions of Xia Fan and the surrounding powerhouses were extremely ugly, giving rise to an ominous premonition.

Many souls of life disappeared, leaving only the soul of the ancient tree of the world. The ancient tree of the world swayed in the void like a divine tree. The sound of clattering came out, and the divine tree grew vines and moved towards Ye Futian at a very fast speed. Behind him, the two strong men of the law and the realm rolled over.

The expressions of the two changed greatly. The spear and flames erupted at the same time, trying to destroy the vines. However, the vines rolled towards their bodies seemed to be indestructible, and instantly swept their bodies into the air. Branches and leaves penetrated through their bodies, and above the void, a blood-colored rain fell.

Ye Futian turned around slowly, he raised his head and looked at Xia Fan, his eyes seemed to be golden, like the eyes of an emperor.

"You're not Ye Futian, who are you?" Xia Fan only felt a tremor in his heart, it was too weird. At this moment, Ye Futian was full of imperial intentions, but it didn't belong to him at all.

"What do you think?" Ye Futian said coldly, and then the wings appeared behind him, the gorgeous wings flapped, and he floated up, holding Hua Jieyu and heading towards Xia Fan.

In the body, the emperor-like figure is still dancing, and every movement is imprinted in his mind, and at the same time, it stimulates the momentum around his body, making him stronger.

Ye Futian also understands that this power does not belong to him, but at least at this moment, it belongs to him.

"Kill, kill him." Xia Fan stepped back, but ordered to the people next to him. Those people were trembling, and some did not dare to go forward.

"Go on." Xia Fan shouted angrily, his own body retreated violently, he turned and ran away, heading towards the battlefield behind, where there are powerhouses in the heavenly realm, and there may be a chance of life.

"Om." I saw the wings behind Ye Futian spread out. The terrifying wings seemed to be cutting space and made a harsh, sharp sound. In just a moment, Ye Futian came to the front of the surrounding powerhouses, and his body did not Any stop, like a flash of lightning across, the sound of popping constantly, and then this space continued to bloom with blood and screams.

"Uncle Master." Xia Fan seemed to have a premonition of what was happening behind him. He roared and ran forward, shouting loudly, "Save me."

I saw a powerful figure in the heavenly realm noticed the situation here, he left the battlefield and came towards Xia Fan, his body directly crossed Xia Fan and killed Ye Futian.

The figure here is a junior brother of Xia Feng, a sword cultivator in the heavenly realm. The sharp sword shines with dazzling brilliance and stabs Ye Futian. He does not know why Ye Futian has undergone such a transformation, but at this moment There is no time to care about the reason, there is only one, kill him.

"You rest first." Ye Futian said softly to Hua Jieyu, the vines rolled over, and Hua Jieyu's body was rolled behind him, and the endless vines cast a wooden bed, making Hua Jieyu as much as possible to be more comfortable.

Afterwards, Ye Futian raised his fist and smashed it towards the sharp sword that came in front of him. This punch was not a combat technique he had practiced, but was synchronized with the movements in his mind. It was natural, and the endless emperors around him blasted forward together, and suddenly a terrifying storm was born, which directly swept the sword intent from killing.

The Jianxiu's face was extremely ugly, but he was not allowed to think too much. Ye Futian danced in the void, and the second punch slammed out. The simple and unpretentious punch seemed to gather the power of heaven and earth, the meaning of an emperor, and a statue of an emperor. The shadow clings to him, and he punches out in sync with his movements.

The might of the emperor, the common people surrender, cannot be resisted.

The sword cultivator showed a horrified look, and the endless power carried by the emperor's fist rolled towards his body, and then there seemed to be a thunderous explosion in the heaven and earth, and a strong sword cultivator in the heavenly realm was directly smashed to pieces, and the bones did not exist. .

"No..." Xia Fan was horrified when he saw this scene, and only felt that all his thoughts were ashes. His uncle, the sword cultivator in the realm of heaven, was wiped out by Ye Futian with one punch, his body collapsed and turned into nothingness. Trembling, there was no evil smile in his eyes, only deep fear.

However, Ye Futian felt that the emperor's will in the body seemed to have reached a peak at this time, and the dancing body gradually became slower, as if it might end at any time.

This made Ye Futian have a hunch that this emperor's will cannot last forever, and there is not much time left for him.

Moreover, the emperor's will that appeared should be teaching him a set of exercises.

Thinking of this, his wings flashed again, his speed was extremely fast, and he instantly joined Nandou Wenyin, Tang Lan and the others on the battlefield. , the madness was harvested by Ye Futian.

Although Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan were also shocked by Ye Futian's changes, they knew what to do at the moment and cooperated with Ye Futian to fight together.

I saw that Ye Futian kept blasting out one punch and one palm. Every punch and every palm print contained a powerful imperial aura. The strong men who came after him kept falling, and many corpses appeared on the ground.

After a while, there were only two powerhouses in the realm of heaven. They turned around and wanted to escape. Ye Futian at this moment was too powerful, and they couldn't defeat them at all.

Ye Futian's figure flashed, his body spun slightly, and then he punched like lightning. The fist pierced through the void, directly blasting one's body, and the emperor's intention became stronger at the moment, looking at the last fleeing body, Ye Futian blasted a palm print from the sky, and an emperor palm print destroyed everything, chased after him, and shattered the opponent's body.

Except for Xia Fan, everyone was executed.

Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan looked at Ye Futian in shock at this moment, the emperor's will climbed to the extreme at this moment, and the emperor's light of hundreds of meters swayed with dazzling brilliance.

Ye Futian didn't pay attention to their eyes, but walked towards Xia Fan, Xia Fan's body stepped back a little bit, and there was endless fear in his eyes.

"Let me go, I can promise you anything you want." Xia Fan looked at Ye Futian and said.

The sound of clattering came out, and the vines rolled over the body of the master Xia Fan, tying his hands, feet and neck, leaving his body in the air.

"No..." Xia Fan seemed to know what was about to happen, and let out an extremely frightened roar. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't.

The vines wrapped around his body were pulled in different directions, as if in execution!