In the martial arts field, Ye Futian was practicing boxing at this time.

His fist technique seems to have a wonderful rhythm, opening and closing, like an emperor.

In the boxing technique, there is a dragon chanting, sometimes there is an ape roaring, sometimes there is a thunder sound to break the air, the power is extraordinary, his body moves and flickers, like a peng bird galloping vertically and horizontally, under the strong oppressive force, the action is like flowing water.

After practicing the boxing technique, he raised his long stick and danced, but he practiced with pure strength, and he still kept making a terrible sonic boom.

Tianxing Nine Strikes did not gather momentum, but waved and moved with pure power, controlling its rhythm, but it was precisely because he did not gather the momentum of heaven and earth that his every movement became more difficult, and the strength required was greater, not to mention that he was still in the martial arts field, holding a thousand catties of giant sticks.

But Ye Futian still repeated the practice again and again, sometimes the movements were blocked, the sonic boom was piercing, and people kept throwing their eyes at him, accompanied by Ye Futian's stick splitting, as if there was an invisible force that was becoming more and more terrifying.

As he danced his stick, there was a terrible crackling sound in his body, the dragon's groans became louder and louder, the thunder was furious, and the blood seemed to be roaring and rolling wildly.

Finally, with Ye Futian sweeping out with another stick, the void seemed to tremble for it, and above his body, a stronger aura permeated out, and the martial arts refining body broke through the realm, and the eighth-order law phase.

Glancing at Yu Sheng's side, he saw that Yu Sheng was looking up at the huge stone statue in the void, he had also broken through the realm a few days ago, this is the cultivation method of Ye Futian Sect for the rest of his life, and looking at the stone statue can temper spiritual power.

This martial arts refining ground itself is a suitable place for martial arts cultivators to cultivate, Zong Xu Shan is long, what he is good at is martial arts ability.

But Ye Futian is also used to practice spiritual power.

He put down the stone stick, looked up at the stone statue in the air, and watched the thoughts run freely, and suddenly the stone statue became clear, as if it came to life, and faces appeared, and the coercion came, becoming extremely terrifying, oppressing his spiritual power.

Ye Futian didn't care at all, just stared at the stone statue like that, and used his spiritual power to bear this coercion, and soon sweat seeped out of his forehead, the coercion of spiritual power was more painful than the coercion of the physical body, every once in a while, Ye Futian needed to rest and refine his martial arts.

Finally, after a few more days, Ye Futian's spiritual power sitting in the canyon also broke through the realm.

The martial arts and mage abilities have all entered the eighth-order law level, and they are getting closer and closer to the heavenly realm, and when they practiced in Qingzhou City before, the heavenly position was a legend.

Standing up, Ye Futian stepped out, holding a stone stick, looked up at the edge of the canyon, and said loudly: "If the people in the realm within the heavenly position under the heavy mountain want to challenge, they are waiting at any time." ”

The voice echoed in the martial arts arena, and in an instant, countless eyes fell on Ye Futian's body, did he finally start to accept the challenge.

Xiahou Chu's defeat more than two months ago made many people eager to try.

Now, he is using the Law Realm to challenge anyone in the lower heavenly realm, which is really crazy.

The lower heavenly realm includes the first layer of the heavenly rank to the third level of the heavenly realm.

In the void, a figure stood proudly, sweeping in the direction where Ye Futian was.

He stepped out and walked to the top of the canyon, and countless eyes fell on the man, a burly body, an explosive body, and short hair that looked extremely lean.

Mobei, a powerful figure in the second layer of the heavens.

"It's Senior Brother Mobei. Many people exclaimed, Mobei is also a very famous disciple on the heavy mountain, only to see the body fall from the void, and an incomparably terrifying oppressive force went down.

Ye Futian looked up at the other party, and a strong gravity pressed him, as if it was not a person descending, but a mountain peak smashing down towards him.

"Boom. ”

The white light shone brightly, and Mobei's legs seemed to have turned into mountain peaks, trampling down, wanting to crush everything under his feet.

Ye Futian raised his head, the long stick in his hand rotated and danced, the power became stronger and stronger, gradually, a terrifying hurricane storm took shape, as if it was brought by the dance of the long stick, the terrifying coercion permeated the heaven and the earth, the monstrous momentum converged, Ye Futian held the long stick with both hands, and then slashed towards the desert north that descended from the void.

At this moment, the long stick was like a dragon, the wind and clouds changed, and Mobei seemed to turn into a princely stone statue, trampling everything.

At the moment of the collision, an earth-shattering explosion sounded out, and then everyone saw that the mountain and rocks were cracking, and Mobei's body flew directly into the sky, and the speed was faster and more violent than when he came.

A mouthful of blood spilled down from the void, and everyone saw that Mobei's body was like a rootless duckweed, obviously injured, and someone flickered, catching his body.

A few more mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and Mobei's face was pale and bloodless.

"This ......" everyone's hearts trembled violently, and they only felt a burst of shock.

What a majestic volley of Mobei descended from the sky, and it ended in such a bleak ending.

"Who else?" Ye Futian looked up at the sky above, the long stick stood beside him, like a god, the pressure in the canyon was still there, but now Ye Futian seemed to be unaffected.

He tempered his body in the martial arts field, and his physique became more powerful, sweeping out with a thousand catties of stone sticks, gathering momentum and striking a blow, the power can be imagined, and now he has stepped into the realm of the eighth order of the law phase, Mo Bei, a powerhouse of the second layer of the heavenly position, suppressed it with his flesh and blood, how can he resist such a blow.

Ye Futian's voice echoed in the canyon, shocking the crowd, countless eyes stared at the handsome figure, and the disciples who practiced on the heavy mountain were slightly depressed, this was their home field, Ye Futian came to do it.

However, Mobei was defeated, and there were not many people in the realm of the lower heaven who could defeat Ye Futian, and there were very few.

At this moment, a straight figure in the void shot straight into the canyon, and with a loud bang, the entire canyon martial arts field trembled.

Their bodies trembled, and when they looked in that direction, they saw a huge body appear, like a giant.

Ye Futian looked at the other party, revealing a strange look, he had never seen such a large person, and he was already extremely burly for the rest of his life, but this person, he was even a head taller than the rest of his life, and he was covered in horizontal meat, standing there was like a mountain.

"Turing, he's going to make a move?"

Everyone saw that figure, their eyes froze there, many people looked in one direction, and a young man stood with his hands in his hands, it was Zhong Li, the personal disciple of Zong Xushan, who was known as the first disciple of Chongshan, the princely realm, and his talent was extremely high.

Turing is also a disciple of Zong Xushan, and he only listens to him.

Now Turing has made a move, apparently it was his order.

Zhongli hated to stand with his hands, he knew how strong Turing's talent was, if it was pure strength, there would be no second person in the entire mountain.

Ye Futian swept the disciples of Chongshan, Turing made a move, so he should stand up for Chongshan.

Turing's huge body was like a mountain of meat, he walked to the side, and then raised a terrifying stone hammer, and stepped towards Ye Futian, his eyes were full of fierce light, and his feet ran, such a huge body, his speed was not slow at all, and every step out was like the earth shaking the mountain.

Ye Futian actually felt an extremely strong sense of oppression from the other party's body, the long stick danced, Ye Futian's body rotated, gathered an amazing blow, and swept towards Turing.

Turing smashed down with a huge stone hammer and collided with Ye Futian's long stick.

"Bang......" A terrifying loud bang came out, and Ye Futian's body exploded back.

His long stick continued to dance, wanting to gain momentum, but he saw Turing leaping over, and another hammer smashed down, with a loud bang, Ye Futian's body was directly knocked out, his steps were unsteady, he rubbed the ground with the long stick, and only then did he stabilize his body and not fall.

"The third layer of the heavenly position, born with divine power. Ye Futian looked at Turing, this was the same monster as the rest of his life.

"Knock, knock. Turing's eyes were fierce and continued to step forward, Ye Futian stood up, but saw a figure rushing forward, it was the rest of his life, he was holding Fang Tian's halberd, like a demon god descending into the world, descending from the sky, and killing Turing.

Turing raised his hands and slammed down with a hammer, with a loud bang, and was smashed into the void for the rest of his life.

"Good explosive power. ”

Ye Futian stared at each other, Turing stood there, as if he had become one with the stone statue above the canyon, he was a natural giant god.

Turing's strength is much more terrifying than Luo King's Landing.

The people above the canyon looked at the battlefield below, they were not surprised, if someone could defeat Ye Futian in the Lower Heaven Realm, then this person must be Turing.

Zong Xushan once said that Turing's divine power was the strongest he had ever seen.

It's a pity that Turing's brain is tendoned and not very smart.

"Boom. Turing stepped over, continued to walk towards Ye Futian, looked at the mountain of meat, Ye Futian said, "Big man." ”

Turing's footsteps stopped, and the fierce light was revealed, and his expression seemed to be about to swallow Ye Futian.

"The strength is good, what's your name?" Ye Futian asked.

Turing's fierce eyes stared at him, and then he continued to step forward, each step like a shock.

Another hammer smashed down, this time Ye Futian did not resist hard, his body flashed, like a gust of wind to dodge this blow, came to the air to stare at the other party.

Turing looked up at Ye Futian, his eyes were still fierce, and he attacked again.

Ye Futian flickered continuously, did not collide with him head-on, everyone's eyes flickered, it seems that Ye Futian is also smart, he did not choose to collide with Turing head-on, don't say that there is such a big difference in the realm, even if it is in the same realm, Ye Futian's strength may not be comparable to Turing.

"It's really fierce. Ye Futian saw Turing staring at him fiercely.

"Are you just going to hide?" Turing finally spoke, his voice deep.

"Fighting is not just a clash of powers, there are many ways to defeat you, but I appreciate your strength and don't want to hurt you. "Ye Futian Dao, the other mountains of the academy still have talented people, this Turing power, he has only seen the rest of his life to be able to be above him!

Many people were speechless for a while, this guy was chased so embarrassed that he only knew how to dodge, and he dared to speak out?

(End of chapter)