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

His boxing style seemed to have a wonderful rhythm, with great opening and closing, like an emperor.

In boxing, there are sometimes dragon roars, sometimes ape roars, and sometimes thunder sounds break through the air. It is extremely powerful. His body moves and flickers, galloping like a roc bird. Under the powerful oppressive force, his movements are like flowing clouds and water.

After practicing boxing, he raised his long stick and danced, just practicing with pure strength, and still making terrible sonic booms.

The Nine Explosions of Heavenly Xing did not gather momentum, but waved with pure power to control its rhythm. However, it was precisely because of the lack of gathering the momentum of heaven and earth that every move became more difficult and required greater strength, not to mention that in the martial arts refining field, he held a huge stick with a thousand kilogram in his hand.

But Ye Futian was still practicing again and again, sometimes his movements were blocked, and the sound boom sounded harshly, and people kept throwing eyes at him. As Ye Futian slashed out with a stick, it seemed like an invisible force was becoming more and more terrifying.

As he danced his stick, there were terrifying crackling sounds in his body. The dragon roar became louder and louder, the thunder sound was violent, and the blood seemed to be roaring wildly.

Finally, as Ye Futian swept out another stick, the void seemed to tremble for it, and a stronger aura spread out from his body, martial arts refining the body and breaking the realm, and eighth-level magic.

He looked at Yu Sheng and saw Yu Sheng looking up at the huge stone statue in the void. A few days ago, he had already broken through the realm. This is the practice method of the Ye Futian Sect Yu Sheng. Observing the stone statue can temper spiritual power.

This martial arts training ground itself is a place suitable for martial arts practitioners to practice. Zong Xu, the chief of the mountain, is good at martial arts abilities.

But Ye Futian is also used to practice spiritual power.

He put down the stone stick and looked up at the stone statue in the air. The great visualization of the great freedom was moving. Suddenly the stone statue became clear, as if it had come alive, faces appeared one by one, pressure came, becoming extremely terrible, oppressing his mental power.

Ye Futian didn't care at all, so he just stared at the stone statue and used his mental power to withstand this pressure. Soon sweat oozed out of his forehead. The pressure of mental power was more painful than the pressure of his body. Every once in a while, Ye Futian needed to rest and temper his martial arts.

Finally, after a few more days, Ye Futian, who was sitting in the canyon, also broke through his mental power.

Both the martial arts and the mage's abilities have entered the eighth-level Dharma phase level, and are getting closer and closer to the heavenly realm. When I was practicing in Qingzhou City, the heavenly realm 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 people in the realm of the heavenly rank below the mountain want to challenge, they are always waiting."

The voice echoed in the martial arts refining field, and in an instant, countless gazes fell on Ye Futian. Have you finally begun to accept the challenge?

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

Now, he is really crazy to challenge anyone in the realm of heaven with the Dharma image.

The lower realm of heaven includes the first level of heaven to the third level of heaven.

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

He stepped out and walked above the canyon. Countless eyes fell on the man, his burly body, explosive body, and short hair looked extremely delicate.

Mobei, a powerful figure in the second level of the heavenly rank.

"It's Senior Brother Mobei." Many people exclaimed. Mobei is also a very famous disciple on Chongshan. He fell from his body from the void, and an extremely terrifying pressure went downwards.

Ye Futian looked up at the other party, and a powerful gravity came, as if not a person descending, but a mountain fell towards him.

"boom."

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

Ye Futian looked up, and the long stick in his hand whirled and danced, and his power became stronger and stronger. Gradually, a terrifying hurricane storm took shape, as if it was brought by the long stick dance. The terrifying pressure permeated the world, and the vast momentum gathered. Ye Futian held the long stick in both hands, and then slashed towards Mobei, which was descending down from the void.

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

The moment of collision, a shocking explosion sounded, and then everyone saw the rocks collapsing, and Mo Bei's body flew directly to the sky, and when he went, he was faster and more violent than when he came.

A mouthful of blood spilled down from the void, and everyone saw that Mo Bei's body was like rootless duckweed, obviously very injured, and someone's figure flashed and caught his body.

A few more mouthfuls of blood were spewed out, and Mo Bei's face was pale and bloodless.

"This..." Everyone's hearts trembled suddenly, and they felt a sense of horror.

How powerful is Mobei descending in the air? It ends with such a bleak ending.

"Who else?" Ye Futian looked up at the sky, with a long stick standing beside him, like a god, and the pressure in the canyon was still the same, but Ye Futian seemed to be completely unaffected.

He tempered his body in the martial arts refining field, and his body became stronger. He swept out with a thousand pounds of stone sticks and gathered a blow. The power can be imagined. Now that he has entered the eighth-level Dharma Realm, Mo Bei, the second-level strong man in the heavenly rank, suppressed his body with his flesh and blood, how could he withstand such an attack?

Ye Futian's voice echoed in the canyon, shocking the heroes. Countless eyes stared at the handsome figure. The disciples who practiced on the mountain looked a little depressed. This was their home court, and Ye Futian came to show off his power.

However, when Mobei was defeated and the number of people in the realm of the heavenly throne was not many, few could fight to defeat Ye Futian.

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

The bodies of the people also trembled. When they looked in that direction, they saw an extremely huge body appearing, like a giant.

Ye Futian looked at the other person with a strange look. He had never seen such a huge person before. Yu Sheng was already extremely burly, but this person was actually one head taller than Yu Sheng, and his body was covered in flesh. Standing there was like a mountain.

"Turing, he actually wants to take action?"

When everyone saw the figure, their eyes were frozen there, and many people looked in one direction. A young man stood with his hands behind his back. He was Zhong Lihen, the disciple of Zong Xu, who was known as the number one disciple of Chongshan. He was of the king and prince realm and had a very high talent.

Turing was also a disciple of Zong Xushanchang, and only listened to him.

Now that Turing takes action, it is obviously his order.

Zhong Lihen stood with his hands behind his back. He knew how strong Turing's talent was. If it were simple power, there would be no second person in the entire mountain.

Ye Futian swept across Chongshan's disciples, Turing took action, and he should establish his authority for Chongshan.

Turing's huge body was like a pile of meat mountains. He walked to the side, then raised an extremely terrifying stone hammer and stepped towards Ye Futian. His eyes were filled with fierce light and he ran. With such a huge body, his speed was not slow at all. Every step he took was like a rocking mountain.

Ye Futian actually felt a strong sense of oppression from the other party's body. The long stick danced, and Ye Futian's body rotated, gathering an astonishing blow, sweeping towards Turing.

Turing held an extremely huge stone hammer and fell down, colliding with Ye Futian's long stick.

"Bang..." A terrifying loud noise came out, and Ye Futian's body suddenly retreated.

He continued to dance with his long stick and wanted to accumulate momentum, but he saw Turing step by step and hit him with another hammer. With a loud bang, Ye Futian's body was directly knocked out, and his footsteps were unstable. He rubbed the ground with the long stick, so he stabilized his body and did not fall down.

"The third level of the heavenly throne is born with divine power." Ye Futian looked at Turing, this was a monster like the rest of his life.

"Dong, dong." Turing continued to step forward with fierce eyes. Ye Futian stood up, but saw a figure rushing forward. It was Yu Sheng. He held the Fangtian Painted Ripper in his hand, like a demon god descending from the sky and killing towards Turing.

Turing raised his hands and hit him with a hammer. With a loud bang, the rest of his life was smashed away in the void.

"What an explosive power."

Ye Futian stared at the other party, Turing stood there, as if he had transformed into one with the stone statues above the canyon, and he was the natural giant god.

Turing's strength is much more terrifying than Luo Junlin.

The people above the canyon looked at the battlefield below, and they were not surprised. If someone could defeat Ye Futian at the lower heaven realm, then this person must be Turing.

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

Unfortunately, Turing was stubborn and not very smart.

"Dong." Turing stepped forward and continued to walk towards Ye Futian. Looking at the meat mountain, Ye Futian spoke, "Big guy."

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

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

Turing stared at him with fierce eyes, and then continued to step forward, every step was as if it was a shocking stone.

Another hammer fell down. This time Ye Futian did not resist. He flashed his body, dodging the attack like a gust of wind, and came to the air to stare at the other party.

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

Ye Futian flashed continuously, without colliding with him head-on, and everyone's eyes flashed. It seemed that Ye Futian was also smart and had no choice to collided with Turing head-on. Not to mention such a big difference in realm, even in the same realm, Ye Futian's power may not be as good as Turing.

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

"Do you just hide?" Turing finally spoke with a thick voice.

"Fighting is not just a simple collision of power. There are many ways to defeat you, but I appreciate your power and don't want to hurt you." Ye Futian said that there are still outstanding talents in other mountains of the academy. He has only seen the power of Turing that the rest of his life can be above him!
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