The selection rules of the Holy Dao Palace are very simple, everyone who comes out shows their strength in the way of actual combat challenges, and uses all their talents in actual combat, regardless of victory or defeat, they have the opportunity to be selected, as long as their performance is good enough.

Everyone will try their best to show their talent and win, because if they are defeated, and they are not favored by the sage figures of the Holy Dao Palace, they will face the danger of being out, and the winner, even if they are not chosen, can continue to fight.

Zhuge Ping, the first to fight, he was very unfortunate to be defeated, and the Holy Dao Palace did not give him a second chance to fight, it can be said that this ending is very tragic, after all, Zhuge Ping is a genius descendant of the Zhuge family, it is not easy to get to this point, there are only three people left in the Zhuge family.

"The second battle, who will come?" the powerhouse of the Holy Dao Palace continued, the atmosphere in the battlefield was a little more serious, there was a lesson from the past, everyone did not dare to underestimate the enemy anymore, and now there was only one step left before entering the Holy Dao Palace.

"Me. A low voice came out, and then everyone saw a figure walk out, and many people showed strange expressions when they saw this person appear.

How did he come out so quickly?

Holy Fire Cult, Evil Silence.

Evil Silence is the most outstanding disciple of the Holy Fire Sect of this generation, his status is even higher than Du Ao, and he is also stronger, his cultivation has reached the top of the seventh-rank princes, if he fights, except for the top demons, who can deal with it?

However, there were many people on the battlefield, and they did not think that Evil Silence would choose him as an opponent.

Evil Lone's gaze turned and landed in one direction, and suddenly many people showed a strange look, and then they saw Evil Lone's finger pointing at Ye Futian, and said, "You." ”

This......

Many people feel very weird, evil loneliness, the evil of the Holy Fire Sect, the pride of the sky, the seventh-rank prince, he went to challenge a heavenly position, which is really a bit of a bully.

Obviously, the battle of Evil Silence was purely to avenge Duao, not to be chosen by the Holy Dao Palace.

"Is this okay?" Yi Xiaoshi's eyes narrowed, he looked up in the direction of the Holy Dao Palace, and said, "Can I play instead?"

"No, you can't. The powerhouse of the Holy Dao Palace said: "The rules of the selection battle are like this, you can choose your opponent at will, of course, he can admit defeat, after all, he is just the person who is being challenged, and the object of this selection is not him." ”

Ye Futian belongs to the challenged, even if he is defeated, it doesn't matter, in the future, he will have the opportunity to take the initiative to challenge others to show himself.

Otherwise, passive challenges are also counted, and if you meet powerful characters, it will be very unfair to people with low realms.

But even so, the identity and realm of evil loneliness are a bit of a bully, and generally speaking, they don't bother to do this, but Duao is killed, and it is understandable.

"Don't go. Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian, Yi Xiaoshi, and they all shook their heads at Ye Futian.

"It doesn't hurt to feel it. Ye Futian smiled and walked to the center of the battlefield.

Evil silence, it should belong to the top level of combat power in the battlefield, he wants to try how strong it is, the previous battles have been with the help of magic weapons to destroy the firmament, now, there is no magic weapon, there is no imperial will, the evil silence of the seventh-rank princely realm is three realms higher than him, and the other party is also a top combatant in the seventh-rank prince, this gap is indeed a bit big.

But since you have come to this battlefield, you have to face it after all, so it's good to feel it in advance.

"The Holy Fire Sect is silent, a seventh-rank prince. The evil eyes stared at Ye Futian, and his expression was slightly cold.

"Please. "Ye Futian's previous battle has already reported the name realm, so he didn't repeat it.

When the word fell, a wisp of dark fire appeared in the eyes of the evil silence, and the terrifying princely will rushed directly into his mind, and in an instant, Ye Futian felt that a terrible dark fire lotus appeared in his spiritual will, constantly expanding and growing, and the coercion came, as if it was going to devour and burn his spiritual will.

It is also the will of the prince, but the realm of evil silence is much higher than him, and the will is naturally much stronger, Ye Futian's spiritual will was born a wonderful brilliance, like the brilliance of the stars, extremely holy, and wrapped his spiritual will from erosion.

"Hum. A terrifying dark fire lotus seemed to burn directly in Ye Futian's mind, domineering, to directly incinerate his spiritual will, which was beyond the level of the prince's will.

Evil Silence, he is a spiritual Heavenly Mandate Mage.

Flame is only one of his abilities, and only a spiritual mage can not only use the will of the prince to suppress, but even directly launch a substantive attack against the spiritual power.

The holy star brilliance envelops the spiritual will, allowing the dark lotus to swallow up, and the defense is unbreakable, this is the core holy intention of the martial arts battlefield inheritance, and the three holy lights came into being from it, and can be controlled by it, so the two deans of Yanyang Academy and Haoyue Academy will be recruited and stolen by him.

Evil Silence directly attacked with his spiritual will, which was aimed at killing him.

Seeing that the spiritual will was not able to destroy Ye Futian, the evil silence controlled the flame aura between heaven and earth, and in an instant, wisps of dark fire appeared around Ye Futian's body, turning into many dark lotuses, each of which contained extremely terrifying destructive power.

If the spiritual Heavenly Mandate Mage releases a spell, the speed and power will be a little stronger.

These dark lotuses revolved rapidly around Ye Futian's body, and an incomparably hot dark fire of destruction enveloped the space where Ye Futian was, and the ice will was born, and there seemed to be hoarfrost around Ye Futian's body, but under that blazing flame, there was a sneering sound, and it was directly steamed dry, which was the crushing of the realm.

"How can you still fight?" Outside, Li Qingyi, Qin Yin and Lou Lanxue were all there, although they were not able to stay, but seeing Ye Futian's battle, they were naturally extremely concerned and a little nervous.

At this time, a terrifying meteorite storm appeared around Ye Futian's body, turning into a body of stars to resist the terrifying blazing fire.

The crazy spinning Dark Lotus suddenly turned into a huge Dark Lotus, directly enveloping Ye Futian's body, and the meteorite storm was directly swallowed, and many meteorites were burning and disappearing.

"Burn. A cold voice came out of the evil silence's mouth, the dark fire lotus devoured everything, Ye Futian's body rushed towards the void like a bolt of lightning, and the dark lotus closed, wanting to incinerate him directly in it.

The golden lightning streaked across the void, Ye Futian rushed out directly, wearing golden armor and bathing in the brilliance of the stars, there seemed to be still flames flowing around him, and a terrifying airflow exploded, and the flames dissipated.

"They weren't burned. "Many people looked at Ye Futian, and his defense was good.

Evil Silence looked up at Ye Futian, and stretched out his palm again, but saw Ye Futian smile and said, "I have learned, I admit defeat." ”

With that, he retreated, withdrew directly from the battlefield, and returned to his position.

Evil Silence glanced at Ye Futian indifferently, although the battle time was very short, he felt that Ye Futian was not simple, whether it was spiritual power or physical defense, it was far beyond the level of the Heavenly Rank Realm, even if it was an eighth-rank prince under an attack like him, he would have to burn it.

Zhuge Xing looked at all this indifferently, the reason why he didn't make a move was that he expected that Ye Futian could directly admit defeat, and it was meaningless for him to make a move.

Yan Jiu, Bingyi, Chu Shang, and many people in Nantianfu all paid attention to this battle.

"Without the magic weapon, it seems that I still can't go far. Bingyi looked at Ye Futian, the magic weapon in Ye Futian's hand seemed to be extremely difficult.

"Evil Lone, are you willing to enter one of the Thousand Holy Islands to practice?" A voice came from the ladder, and Evil Silence looked over there and said, "I don't want to." ”

"Then go down first. The man said lightly, even if it was just a battle with Ye Futian, there were obviously people in Thousand Holy Island who were willing to accept the evil silence, but the evil silence refused, which was also expected.

The core island of the Holy Dao Palace will only select disciples among the last hundred people left.

Those top people would not have chosen one of the Thousand Holy Islands to practice in the front, they would appear among the last hundred.

"Next. "The Holy Dao Palace powerhouse.

After that, there were people who walked out one after another to challenge their opponents, some people were selected and entered the Holy Dao Palace, and some people who performed poorly were out.

Of course, there are still a small number of people who refuse the invitation to enter the Thousand Holy Islands and want to stay in the battlefield, and the purpose is self-evident.

With the outbreak of the battle, some extremely outstanding top demons also made a move, and when the royal family's Huang Jiu Ge walked out, he challenged a seventh-rank prince at will, and blasted out with a punch, and the gas of the imperial road turned into a true dragon, domineering to the extreme, directly crushing the opponent.

When Xu Que of Xuelou made a move, he was murderous, his palm was slashed out, and a bloody mark appeared on the opponent's neck, if it weren't for Xu Que's mercy on the battlefield at the foot of the Holy Dao Palace, this slash would have killed him directly.

Zhuge Xing also made a move, he just raised his hand and pointed at it, Lei Ting penetrated the void, and the robbery finger came, and the other party directly lay down.

When Bai Ze of Baiyun City made a move, many people didn't see how he made a move, and he fell.

The Demon God Clan's Chi Meng stood there, and the body of the tyrant was unshakable, and he raised his hand to directly lift the opponent up, like a domineering demon god.

There are also top demons from all sides, who have come out one after another, bursting out with terrifying combat effectiveness, and the only people left can be said to be elites, but those top demons seem to be at another level, crushing everything.

Without exception, all of them refused to enter the Thousand Holy Islands, and their stage would be at the end.

Many people are looking forward to what a gorgeous battle will break out when those people collide.

The night at the foot of the Holy Dao Palace is also like the day, and there are strong people who release spells to directly create a false day, so that there is no night on this battlefield.

No one gets tired, not even the spectators.

Hundreds of strong people have come out one after another, and there are a lot of Tianjiao characters who have emerged, and those big people are watching every duel with great interest.

"This battlefield, after all, still belongs to those people, it seems that I can't see the picture you depicted. Zhuge Yanyang glanced at the quiet Ye Futian and his party, there were too many excellent people, and he also believed in Zhuge Mingyue's vision, if Ye Futian was a seventh-rank prince, he could stand in the center of the stage, but the heavenly position was too weak.

He can't even fight against the top guys.

Not only Zhuge Remnantyang, many people think so, as the battle broke out, the attention to Ye Futian became less and less, and this battlefield did not belong to him.

At this time, another strong man walked out, many people cast their eyes, and someone in the crowd said: "It's Yan Nan of Sword Saint Villa, his kendo talent is very strong, not much weaker than Yan Jiu, and his status in Sword Saint Villa is extremely extraordinary, and his strength is very strong." ”

Many people cast their eyes on it, and everyone who remains on the battlefield now is a party of pride.

Yan Nan walked to the center of the battlefield, he looked at Ye Futian and their side, he was present before Ye Futian robbed their relics, and naturally remembered this debt, but he didn't challenge Ye Futian again, the realm of heaven, challenging Ye Futian Maybe the other party will admit defeat, boring.

"You, come out. Yan Nan's gaze fell on Ye Wuchen's body, Ye Wuchen was also a sword cultivator, and moreover, he inherited the relics of their Flying Sword City.

(End of chapter)