Lian Yuqing glanced at Ye Futian coldly, then walked to Yunfeng's side, squatted down to check Yunfeng's injuries, and found that Yunfeng's bones had many broken roots. Although they would not be destroyed, they would probably have to cultivate for a long time to practice normally.

This was just a physical injury. When Lian Yuqing saw Yun Feng's confused and unconscious eyes, he understood that the damage to Yun Feng's mental level was far more painful than the physical damage.

His junior brother is a descendant of a painter. He can draw all things into paintings and has outstanding talent. He has just entered the Taoist list not long after entering the Taoist palace. He is naturally young and energetic, and has always aimed at entering the temple. He naturally sees what kind of person Yunfeng is like on weekdays. He is proud, young and frivolous, and full of confidence.

But at this time, Yun Feng's eyes were empty. The humiliation of this battle to him smashed his confidence and pride into pieces, causing him to fall into the abyss in an instant. This blow was too cruel to a young and frivolous pride of heaven. It was very likely that Yun Feng would be unable to recover. From then on, he would doubt himself and his state of mind would be difficult to recover. In other words, what people who practiced practice often said would cause damage to his future practice.

He raised his head, Lian Yuqing looked at Ye Futian with cold eyes, and said, "I'm a little vicious when practicing in the Taoist Palace."

He naturally understood that Ye Futian did it on purpose, otherwise, why would he come to this battle stage?

"If you are not blind, you will be an idiot." Ye Futian responded coldly, standing on the moral level, who wouldn't mock others?

When Yun Feng humiliated him, did Lian Yuqing say something?

When Yunfeng put Hua Jieyu into the painting, did he blame Yunfeng? If Yunfeng was in the painting, he was Lian Yuqing's girlfriend. I wonder if he would still be so calm. Now that he was defeated and abused, he was vicious.

Lian Yuqing stared at Ye Futian, then stood up, raised his footsteps, and walked towards the Taoist battle platform.

"What do Lian Yuqing do?" Everyone looked at Lian Yuqing. He was a peak king and the fifth strong man on the Taoist list. No matter what, he should not be the one who walked onto the Taoist battle platform.

"Even Senior Brother." Yun Shuisheng shouted, and she was a little scared in this battle. The one she saw before was a hippie and smiled, but the Ye Futian she saw in the Daocang Palace today was another person. The strength she showed was shocking.

Although he was a little ruthless in attacking Yun Feng, this battle was forced by Yun Feng, Xiang Zhiqin and others. Moreover, Hua Jieyu had made it clear that Yun Feng would not allow her to enter the painting. Yun Feng still painted Hua Jieyu into his painting, which was considered a blasphemy. Ye Futian's anger was also a cause.

On the Taoist battle platform, Ye Futian defeated Yunfeng with the eighth-level kingdom. In any case, even Yuqing had no reason to take action and was disgraceful.

"I won't treat him." Lian Yuqing stopped and said softly, then continued to raise his footsteps and walked to the Taoist battle platform.

Ye Futian looked at Lian Yuqing. He was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Lian Yuqing had the attitude to walk onto the Taoist battle platform.

"I shouldn't have taken action, but you are too harsh in your body, so please listen to a song." Lian Yuqing spoke slowly, and then he would sit upright on the Taoist battle platform, plucking the strings of the piano with his ten fingers. In an instant, a melodious piano sound came out and floated into the eardrums of everyone.

"I will listen to your song." Ye Futian stood there and looked at Lian Yuqing quietly. The other party was a peak prince. There was naturally no suspense in such a battle, and there was no need to try it.

The higher the realm, the gap between each realm will also widen. How long does it take for the eighth-level king and prince to reach the peak king and prince? How long does it take to practice? How can you say you can cross it?

A wisp of sound waves came, invading Ye Futian's mental power. In an instant, Ye Futian's mental power seemed to be out of his control, violent and disorderly, but he was still standing there quietly.

The piano sound that penetrated wildly seemed to have substituted him into another space. An invisible big hand clasped his body. He felt as if he was in that illusory space, tightly clasped by that big hand.

An illusion appeared in his mind. His body seemed to be captured, and then it fell to the ground, his body shaking, as if his mental power was about to be shattered. Standing on the Taoist battle platform, he groaned and looked pale.

Lian Yuqing was still playing slowly, elegant and natural. When everyone saw Ye Futian's expression, they knew what he must have been experiencing, but no one knew what Lian Yuqing's piano sound had done to him.

Soon, Lian Yuqing's piano sound stopped. He raised his head, looked at Ye Futian, who was pale, and said, "Do you understand it? How do you feel it?"

Ye Futian looked at Lian Yuqing, and suddenly showed a strange smile and said, "I am not Yun Feng, and you are not me. Yun Feng has provoked several times and does not know how to respect him. He thinks he is arrogant and has no burden to him. But you, what do you want to prove in this way? Don't forget what level you are. If you want to do it, you can act directly, what do you want to prove in this way? Is it hypocritical?"

Lian Yuqing looked at the sarcastic smile on Ye Futian's face, and his right hand suddenly plucked the strings. In an instant, a terrifying mental power rushed into Ye Futian's mind like a storm. Ye Futian felt like an electric shock, his steps were retreating continuously, and a muffled groan, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Many people trembled slightly, but saw that Ye Futian's expression did not change at all, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"That's right." Ye Futian smiled brightly: "This is the challenge you want. After you defeat Yun Feng across two realms, you, the peak prince, personally walked onto the Taoist battle stage. It was very majestic, but in the future, you should still have some face."

After saying that, Ye Futian turned around and walked off the Taoist battle platform. He was too lazy to pay attention to the challenges because it did not make much sense.

After this battle, I guess I will calm down.

Seeing Ye Futian step by step down the road battle platform, Lian Yuqing's face was not very good-looking, and he didn't stop him. Ye Futian kept forcing him to take action.

After laughing at himself, he was still not in a good mood and was actually angry by Ye Futian. Is he trying to affect his mood in this way?

"By the way, I've recorded the piano music you played today. I'll give you a song if you have the chance in the future." Ye Futian, who walked down the battlefield, pulled Hua Jieyu away, and ignored the people here.

Lian Yuqing didn't care about Ye Futian's words, would he give him a song?

Could it be that Ye Futian is also good at piano and tracing, but even if he is good at it, even if he has extraordinary talent, how many years will it take to surpass him?

Xiang Zhiqin looked at Ye Futian's leaving back and looked ugly.

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News of this battle soon spread in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace. Yun Feng, who ranked 96th on the Taoist List, was actually tortured by Ye Futian across borders. Many people sighed that it seems that the newcomer who ranked first in this battle this year is stronger than expected.

Yunfeng is recognized for being on the Taoist list, and his talent is recognized, and he has been practicing in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace for a while, but the ending is said to be very miserable. After returning to the Daozang Palace, he stayed in his door and suffered a devastating blow.

On the Taoist List, Yunfeng was removed from the list, and Ye Futian's ranking was directly above and entered the Taoist List 81st.

This is the eighth-class king and prince, and he has already entered the eighty-one list of Taoism. If he reaches the middle-class king and the top-class king, what ranking will he be in?

At this time, in the Shisheng Dao Palace, the ancient palace with dazzling lights, Qijie led the way in front, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng followed him here. According to Qijie, the palace master of the Shisheng Palace, the fighting wise king wanted to see them.

In front of a golden ancient palace, Ye Futian met Dou Zhan Xianjun, a tall figure with a shirtless upper body, his skin was once bronzed, and full of endless power. Although he did not release any breath, he just stood in front of Dou Zhan Xianjun. Ye Futian and Yu Sheng felt a powerful force of oppression. Ye Futian gave birth to a feeling that in front of Dou Zhan Xianjun, he was like an ant, and could be pinched to death with one finger.

"Ye Futian has met the teacher."

"teacher."

Ye Futian and Yu Sheng both shouted, and they followed the words of the Vajra Xianjun and entered the Battle Holy Palace, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a teacher.

The King of Dou Zhan nodded slightly, looked at them with his eyes, and said, "I saw the entry-level battle. You have strong physical bodies, and you should have practiced powerful physical refining techniques. However, this is what the martial arts come with. You have not really tapped the potential of physical bodies and reached the limit of physical refining. Judging from the talent for physical refining, you are the most suitable for the rest of your life. It would be a pity not to follow the path of physical refining."

"There are very few practitioners who practice body refining. People in the world prefer to practice magic. Even at low levels, those who are low-level people advocate that mages are stronger than martial arts, and body refining is even less advanced. What do you think?" said the virtuous king of Dou Zhan.

"Each way of practice has its own strengths, and any profession that reaches the extreme will be the same. It still depends on the individual." Ye Futian responded.

"No, what they said is right." Dou Zhan Xianjun looked at Ye Futian and said, "Of course, it is only limited to a low level. When true cultivation reaches a certain level, there is no absolute strength or weakness. Of course, people like you who are good at multiple abilities will naturally have an advantage. Everyone has different views on cultivation. I stubbornly believe that the way of body refining is stronger than everything, but very few people can reach the extreme."

Ye Futian disagrees with it, but in a sense, fighting against a wise king is also right. People who practice cannot stick to their beliefs about their practice, so how can they talk about practicing?

"Maybe you will doubt my words, but let me ask you, the body refiner will practice physically to the extreme. At the same level, the physical strength is comparable to the attack power of magic. How do you deal with me?" Dou Zhan Xianjun looked at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian showed a look of thought, and only heard the King of Dou Zhan say, "It's actually very simple. You only need to imagine the rest of your life. If someone is in the same realm as him and the attack falls on him, will he react?"

Ye Futian nodded. This is a fact. At the same level, ordinary people can't beat the rest of their lives.

But in fact, this cannot be calculated like this, because many people's attack power is stronger than that of realm.

"I rank seventh in the wilderness list, but even the people at the top are absolutely unwilling to fight with me. Do you know why?" Dou Zhan Xianjun asked again, as if he was particularly confident in his abilities.

Ye Futian shook his head.

"Because their attacks fall on me may not be useful. They may take many blows, and may be able to destroy me, but they are different. As long as I hit once, they will die." Dou Zhan Xianjun said, Ye Futian blinked his eyes and felt that it made sense. This is indeed a great advantage!
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