Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian, and he said, "Wu Earth and the Underworld Thunder inheritance, he doesn't like it?"

Not only Zhang Changqing, but the orthodox eight thunder laws are actually all belonging to the Zixiao Heavenly Palace lineage. Is this person despising their eight orthodox thunder laws practiced?

"Master, who are these idiots?" Hei Feng Diao next to him spoke to Ye Futian.

He actually dared to forbid his master to practice, so arrogant?

"A group of self-righteous guys." Ye Futian responded, and the eight people from the Thunder Sect stared at him, a pressure enveloped the void, and the lightning shone, as if the thunder could fall from the sky at any time.

"I want to see how you dare to contempt and humiliate me, the orthodox thunder method." Zhang Changqing spoke coldly, and he looked at someone who stepped out and headed towards Ye Futian. He was a true saint of self. He also wanted to see how much real strength Ye Futian, the person who inherited the Thunder Thousand Ways of Heaven, had.

"Boom-kick." Wuzu Ming thunder shone, making a thunderous sound, and thunder clouds rolled over the sky.

The power of the holy path is so powerful that all the people and monsters around them retreated and gave up this position. The monsters let out a low roar of excitement, which was interesting.

These humans can't do anything to the Demon Emperor, and now there is an internal strife.

Ye Futian also stared at the other party indifferently. These eight Leifa Sects were beaten up by the Crown Prince Zhu Yan, and were in a dilemma and extremely embarrassed.

Now, ask him to vent his anger?

Above the sky, muffled thunder exploded, and Wutu Ming thunder rolled and roared, covering the sky above Ye Futian's body.

Ye Futian stepped forward, and the stars were flowing around his body, surrounding his body, turning into a starry body. The world seemed to turn into a starry world, and the stars shone and flowed.

The powerful Ziming Sect stretched out his hands, his palm facing upwards, as if he held up the heaven and earth. The lightning of heaven and earth shone brightly, descending on his palm, bringing together brilliant light.

"Boom." A lightning flashed across the void. His body was almost as fast as thunder. He rushed towards Ye Futian's body like thunder. He flipped his palms and slapped out at the same time. The thunder light in the palm instantly burst out, bursting out a dazzling light, directly bombarding Ye Futian's body.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder resounded throughout the world, and the endless Wudi Ming thunder gathered on the palm of his hand, slamming into Ye Futian's body. The thunder rolling in the sky descended down at the same time, slashing on Ye Futian's starry body.

The light of the stars is crystal clear, but it still makes a crisp crack sound, and cracks appear.

However, Ye Futian's body still stood there, endless lightning rushed into the light of the stars along the crack, but did not shake his body.

The people around him looked at Ye Futian's body. The endless lightning and thunder released thousands of lightning, flooding the world, but his body was crystal clear, as if he was an immortal body, bathed in thunder and endured the power of thunder, but he remained motionless.

The expression of the powerful Ziming Sect changed slightly. Ye Futian raised his palm and a loud bang sound came out. The endless thunder and catastrophe light appeared in the sky and earth, gathering in his palm. He clasped his palm into a fist. Thousands of thunder and catastrophe lights were as sharp as thousands of thunder and swords, tearing the void apart.

The powerful Ziming Sect felt the threat and retreated, and his body turned into thunder like a afterimage, but Ye Futian's body was like a shadow, and it also turned into a thunderbolt, which was almost as fast as the limit.

The two of them slid across the void at the same time and appeared in the sky. The crowd saw Ye Futian's arm facing forward and his fist bathed in endless thunder lightning.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, the body of the powerful Ziming Sect stopped, and the thunder fist hit his chest, and the destructive light rushed into his body and bloomed from every part of his body. Countless lightning illuminated the void, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

There was another loud noise, and the body of the powerful Ziming Sect fell to the ground in an instant.

I saw his body charred, his long hair was raised all over, his body twitched, and hemorrhage was bleeding from the corners of his mouth. His condition was terrible.

The strong man from Ziming Sect looked embarrassed. With one blow, although the strong man from Ziming Sect who took action was not too strong, he was not weak. He was actually killed instantly by Ye Futian with one punch.

Moreover, his attack from Wuzu Ming Lei could not shake Ye Futian's defense.

Zhang Changqing and others looked up at the figure in the void, and Ye Futian also looked down at them, with a cold expression and said calmly: "Is this the inheritance of the Ziming Sect? It's really strong."

The ironic voice was particularly harsh. The figure in white clothes in the void was fluttering with silver hair, and the handsome and handsome face showed a free and unrestrained look. Compared to the situation in Ziming Sect at that time, Ye Futian seemed more arrogant and unruly at this time.

Obviously, Ye Futian, in the Ziming Sect, asked for Ziming Emperor, and because of the many human emperors at that time, he had always suppressed his personality.

Another figure stepped out. This person was also the saint of the true self, but his aura was stronger. He stepped on the void, thunder clouds rolled, and a huge phantom of the Thunder God appeared behind him, domineering and arrogant.

The phantom of the Thunder God held a thunder magic spear in his hand, and the thunder magic spear gathered above the sky gathered. His palm stretched out, and a thunder magic spear was in his hand, and the destructive lightning spear was sucked out.

Ye Futian looked down at the other party, his expression was calm, his palm stretched out, and the long halberd condensed. The light of the catastrophe thunder gathered again, merged into the long sacrifice, and there was also space Taoist meaning to swallow and spit, tearing everything apart.

"Bang." Ye Futian stepped on the void, and a wave of pressure from the great road fell down, covering the other party. The strong man holding a spear only felt a strong suppression of Taoism above his head, which made him feel very depressed.

"Boom." The lightning shot into the sky in an instant, crossing the sky, and heading towards Ye Futian's body.

"Bang."

Ye Futian took another step. At this moment, everyone felt that Ye Futian's aura was a bit like the previous crown prince Zhu Yan Demon Emperor.

A flash of lightning flashed past, like a stream of light. Ye Futian's body headed towards the powerful Ziming Sect below, and a long halberd in his hand assassinated straight out.

The powerful Ziming Sect did not hide, but also soared into the sky. The domineering Thunder God phantom seemed to be integrated with him, and became even more powerful. The spear became bigger and the thunder magic was overwhelming. In an instant, it collided with Ye Futian's long halberd.

The strong light of destruction shot out, and in the dazzling beam of light, the crowd saw the thunder spear collapse and shattering bit by bit. Ye Futian's long halberd was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and directly stabbed the body of Thunder God.

With a loud bang, the phantom of Thunder God tore apart. Just like before, the powerful Ziming Sect fell directly and fell to the ground and could not move.

It's still one blow, instant kill.

"this……"

Many people showed strange looks, and the people from the eight Thunder Dharma Sects looked extremely embarrassed, especially the Ziming Sect.

Both attacks were all a killing one blow. If Ye Futian hadn't shown mercy, he would have killed it directly.

This scene seemed to be the ending of the Prince Zhu Yan Demon Emperor.

"What kind of Taoism do you want to inherit me?" In the void, Ye Futian looked down at the bottom, looking arrogant and arrogant.

Forbidden other thunder laws and practice is not allowed.

However, as Ye Futian said, can he like the orthodox inheritance of the Eight Great Thunder Laws?

"Master, what kind of thunder method is this? It's so powerful." Below, Black Wind Eagle spitted a sound from his mouth. He turned into a human form, but his head was like a caravan, and his sharp voice was particularly harsh.

Just now, they claimed that the thunder method was orthodox and wanted to forbid the thunder method of his master.

Now, it's really amazing...

"Others' thunder laws orthodox represent the practice of the thunder and thunder way in the world. If they do not practice their thunder laws, they are the side paths and they are not allowed to practice." Ye Futian responded in the void, with a strong sense of irony, and the strong men of the Ziming Sect only felt that their faces were dark.

"It's really presumptuous."

A powerful man who practiced Gengjin Tribulation Thunder in the Golden Lunar Sect stepped out and rushed straight into the void. A thunder magic sword that was gathered by Gengjin Tribulation Thunder appeared, gathered in the sky and killed it down.

Not only that, there were many magical swords surrounding his body, which were extremely sharp.

Ye Futian glanced at the void, and suddenly there were ancient characters surrounding his body. The ancient characters of stars seemed to contain the great avenue of stars, and they rotated around his body. When the divine sword descended, the ancient characters flew out at the same time, and burst out with amazing power, collided with the divine sword, shattering it.

The powerful Jinluan Sect condensed his seals with both hands, and the endless Gengjin Divine Sword around him turned into thunder and shot out, trying to break the sky and kill Ye Futian.

Ye Futian stepped forward, and the ancient characters of endless stars seemed to contain special rhythms, and kept flying forward. The meaning of stars exploded in the ancient characters. Each ancient character was like a star, flowing constantly, colliding with the endless sword that came to fight.

The divine sword collapsed and shattered wildly. The powerful Jinluan Sect shouted angrily, and all things returned to one another. A huge golden divine sword gathered and soared into the sky, killing Ye Futian.

"Bang."

Ye Futian stepped in the void and was extremely powerful. When he stepped, the eternal characters of heaven and earth turned into a huge star stone tablet, which appeared at his feet, descended from the sky and pressed down.

At this moment, the powerful Jinluan Sect only felt that he was deeply trapped in the starry sky world. The golden magic sword hit the stone tablet and shattered and exploded bit by bit. The star stone tablet kept pressing down. Ye Futian stepped on the stone tablet and descended again. The powerful Jinluan Sect was oppressed and went down. Finally, he could not bear it. He vomited a mouthful of blood and his body fell.

Ancient characters descended, hitting his body, smashing him to the ground.

It is still a flash kill. The person who fought in the Golden Luan Sect is already an extraordinary figure, but he is still under the overbearing iron-blooded suppression, which is not at the same level at all.

"Is there anyone else?"

Ye Futian looked down at the eight major orthodox sects below.

Who can fight?

The space suddenly became particularly quiet. Most people were watching the excitement, but they were also amazed at Ye Futian's combat power, and actually pressed the eight evil figures of the Thunder Dharma Sect to the ground to rub.

This battle was enough to make Ziming Sect unable to raise its head and lose its face.

Someone looked up at the sky. As the supreme force inheriting the eight major thunder law sects, Zixiao Heavenly Palace, which is known to have all the thunder laws in the world, I wonder if it will go to war!
Chapter completed!