Above the sky, the dark thunderstorm of destruction is still there, and the Ling Xiao Tower is still trapped by the terrifying hurricane storm, in the midst of the doomsday storm, the wind demon stands in the sky, looking down at Ling He below, wisps of black lightning slash around Ling He's body, faintly hidden irony.

Ling He looked up at the wind demon, his face was extremely embarrassed, he was also a man of the year in Donghuatian, the young master of Lingxiao Palace, the avenue was perfect, but since he met Ye Futian on the cliff, he was defeated again and again, and now, the human emperor of the Desolate God Temple also defeated him, this battle was hand-picked by the Desolate God, because of the dispute between his father Lingxiao Palace Master and the Desolate God.

However, he was defeated, and as a result, his father in the Donghua Palace was also disgraced.

"Go down, you can't. The Wind Demon spoke, his tone strong and indifferent, making Ling He feel contempt and humiliation, and a terrifying golden divine light shone on his body, and he wanted to fight again.

But seeing that in the storm of destruction, the wind demon's body moved instantly, countless thunderstorms descended, and merged with the way of the wind, the wind demon bathed in the storm of destruction, and his body moved again, holding the battle axe in both hands, and slashed down in the air, as if he didn't intend to give Ling He a chance at all.

From the sky down, a dark beam of destruction appeared, as if this square sky was divided into two, Ling He's golden spear just bloomed, and the battle axe had arrived, with infinite power, incomparably terrifying destructive power to slash down, opening the world.

With a pop, cracks appeared in the spears, and this time Ling Xiao flew farther, spitting out blood from his mouth and splashing down.

"Miserable ......"

When the cultivators in the sky below saw this scene, they thought in their hearts, the young palace master of Lingxiao Palace, the man of the year in Donghua Tian, the disciple of Donghua Academy, and the human emperor with perfect avenues, were so tragic at this moment, they were abused by blood.

On the Donghua Palace, the eyes of the palace master of Lingxiao Palace were cold, staring at the wind demon below, everyone could feel the displeasure on his face, and even a faint coercion permeated out, but Aragami didn't care at all, he also looked at the battlefield below, and said lightly: "Yes, I can withstand the wind demon's axe." ”

"............" Those giants looked at the Aragami with strange expressions, this is not to save face for the palace master of Lingxiao Palace.

The palace master of Lingxiao Palace didn't respond, he couldn't respond, he became a king and lost a king, Ling He was so humiliated, he was not as strong as others, what could he say on this occasion?

Whether it is Donghua Hall or below, this moment seems to be very quiet, in addition to the first two targeted battles, this duel is probably also the most angry, and even, it involves the confrontation of the two giants, but it is not that they are in person, but the juniors are fighting.

Despite this, whether it is the Human Emperor of the Nine Heavens or the people watching the battle below, there is still a hidden excitement in their hearts, this is the real Dao War, the strong duel of the peak figures, Ning Hua and Huang, Wind Demon and Ling He, I don't know which two demonic characters will shoot next.

On the Dao Battle Platform, the storm dissipated, and the aura of the Great Dao of Destruction also disappeared, Ling He walked out of the Dao Battle Platform with a bit of decadence, his eyes were a little cold, his figure walked back, only to feel that countless eyes were staring at him, this feeling, even if it was the state of mind of the Human Emperor, was still very uncomfortable.

This battle is not an ordinary battle of Taoism, but a battle of humiliation!

However, the Wind Demon did not step down from the Dao Battle Platform, and everyone looked at the figure that was still suspended in the Dao Battle Platform and showed a different color, could it be that the Wind Demon still had to continue to fight?

Sure enough, I saw the wind demon raise his head and look at the sky above, his eyes actually fell on the location of the cultivator of Wangshenque, and said: "I also want to understand the strength of the Sword Emperor of the next year, please advise." ”

Ye Futian!

In an instant, countless eyes fell on Ye Futian's body, it was him again, and the person who challenged this time was the Wind Demon, who had just defeated Ling He's Wind Demon.

However, although the Wind Demon is powerful, I am afraid that it still cannot have the previous Chen Yiqiang.

Chen Yi himself was a legend from twenty years ago, and he was good at the Sword of Light, and his killing speed and attack power were still impressive.

Therefore, the Wind Demon was still bound to defeat when he challenged Ye Futian, but this legendary Flowing Year Sword Emperor had become a mountain, a mountain that everyone wanted to cross, so after the Wind Demon defeated Ling He, he still wanted to challenge him and confirm his own way.

Knowing that he would lose, he still sought to fight, this was a battle for the Tao, not for the sake of victory or defeat, the wind demon himself also knew that most of them were going to lose, and when he cultivated to his level, where would he not be able to see Ye Futian's strength.

Above, Ye Futian got up, his expression was calm, this avenue competition between the top forces, there will inevitably be someone to challenge him, he is naturally prepared, for him, although it is difficult to meet opponents, but he can also feel the cultivation path of the demonic characters of the major top forces.

I saw him walk forward, and once again stepped into the area of the Dao Battle Platform, looked at the wind demon suspended in the air opposite, and said, "Please." ”

"Please. The Wind Demon's eyes were solemn, far from the unstoppable contempt when facing Ling He, obviously he also understood the strength of the cultivator standing opposite at the moment, this was the Great Dao Divine Wheel overshadowing the desolate and Jiang Yueli and the other demonic figures, except for Ning Hua, only when it came to the Great Dao Divine Wheel, it was difficult for anyone else in the Donghua Domain to compare with him.

Moreover, he cultivated a variety of great avenue powers, several great divine wheels, and each ability was at the pinnacle.

In Donghua Academy, he was also present at the time, and the two major divine wheels revealed by Ye Futian were both fifth-order divine wheels, and the unrevealed divine wheels might be stronger, and they might reach the sixth-order level.

Therefore, the Wind Demon was very aware of Ye Futian's strength.

"Please. Ye Futian opened his mouth and said, the storm of destruction gathered and arose above his head, the vast heaven and earth, turned into a doomsday world, and the light of dark destruction fell down one after another, and this avenue realm seemed to turn into a barren world.

The cold moon was in the sky, constantly magnifying, hanging high in the sky, Ye Futian moved with the cold moon, born with a vision, the light of the cold moon shone out, making the space freeze and freeze, and there was a terrible destructive power blooming, and those killing destructive forces were destroyed by the cold moon.

"The power of the yin. The wind demon looked at Ye Futian, his expression was solemn, the infinite destruction of the light above the sky descended on his body, the heaven and the earth turned into a desert, I saw that the wind demon's already burly body was still getting bigger, turning into a desolate god of war, and in the storm of destruction above the sky, a black battle axe swallowed out the light of destruction and slowly fell down.

The Wind Demon stretched out his hand and took it, and at that moment, the lightning of destruction swept out, and the Wind Demon bathed in it, as if gathering momentum, gathering the strongest strength.

Ye Futian naturally understood what the Wind Demon wanted to do, and he wanted to divide the winner with one blow.

This blow will gather the strongest offensive power of the Wind Demon.

Ye Futian clearly felt how strong the wisps of destruction that fell down and attacked the destructive power around him, the cultivators of the Desolate God Temple walked out of the wasteland continent, and their abilities seemed to be somewhat similar.

The light of the cold moon sprinkled all over the void, and it turned into an icy sword airflow, surrounding Ye Futian's body, turning into a terrifying cold light sword, just like the sword of Taiyin, the infinite sword intent flowed between heaven and earth, emitting a sharp and piercing sound, resonating.

Finally, above the void, the storm of destruction fell madly, the body of the storm moved, and a shocking axe was slashed, and from the sky down, an axe light appeared in the sky and earth that tore through the space, opening up the heavens and the earth.

Even those who watched the battle from the outside world seemed to be able to feel how terrifying the attack power of this axe was.

How fast the axe light was, the sky opened a line, but when attacking near Ye Futian, everyone actually felt that the axe light seemed to slow down, and then they saw an incomparably cold sword, ignoring the spatial distance, colliding with the axe light, and intersecting in the air.

At the moment when this ultimate blow collided, the picture was not so terrifying, as if two lines intersected, and then one line was swallowed up and destroyed by the other, and even, under the gaze of countless shocking eyes, the black lines left above the sky were going against the current and being assimilated by the other line.

A brilliant light bloomed, and the next moment the sky opened, and the apocalyptic world was destroyed, as if this side of the sky was pierced, and the body of the wind demon was also knocked into the sky, and the dark destruction storm was directly destroyed.

"Sure enough. Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, but they seemed to take it for granted, no one could break this legend that came out of nowhere, and the same was true for the wind demon.

The Sword Emperor is still undefeated, and this rising figure seems to be undefeated.

The aura of the wind demon who was knocked into the air floated, looked at the figure below, and said, "Understood." ”

With that, he walked towards the bottom of the Dao battle platform, but he was not disappointed, this battle itself was expected.

Outside, Ling He of Lingxiao Palace saw this scene with a cold look in his eyes, even if he defeated him in a humiliating way, he still only had a defeated ending in front of Ye Futian, such a contrast made him extremely uncomfortable.

It seems that he, the man of the year in Lingxiao Palace, is no longer worthy of being compared with Ye Futian.

Ye Futian was also about to leave the Dao Battle Platform, but at this moment, a voice came: "Emperor Ye waits. ”

This voice fell, and in an instant it attracted countless eyes, and everyone looked at the person who spoke, and saw a woman with a world-class face walking out, Taihua Fairy.

Fairy Taihua looked at Ye Futian in the Dao Battle Platform and said, "I wonder if I can have the opportunity to invite Emperor Ye to listen to a song?"