Chapter 2551 The Battle of the Divine Soldiers

Ye Futian stayed quietly in Tianyan City for a few days. In the past few days, he has found out a lot of news that powerful people from all sides have also arrived in Tianyan City one after another, making this ancient weapon refining city more prosperous.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three days left before the weapon refining competition was held.

This day is also the date of the Thirteenth Floor.

Ye Futian came to the Thirteenth Tower and took the second magic weapon.

At this time, in front of the Thirteenth Tower, there were many strong people gathered. In this increasingly prosperous and lively Tianyan City, all forces arrived one after another. The Thirteenth Tower took out the second magic weapon as the first prize. How can it not attract people? Even many top forces came here.

Even for top forces, secondary magic weapons are quite precious magic weapons, and each one is very precious. Unfortunately, most forces are not good at gunfire, otherwise they will come to compete in person.

On the thirteenth level building in front, there were many strong people standing there in each building. In the thirteenth level building at the highest point, in addition to the strong people themselves, there were also strong people from the Wang family of the Lord’s Mansion of Tianyan City who also arrived in person.

The strong man in the head of Wang family who arrived at the city lord's mansion was a middle-aged man. Standing there gave people a sharp feeling. This man was named Wang Teng, an elder of Wang family. He had a high generation and had survived the Great Dao Divine Tribulation. The man in silver clothes next to him was the owner of the Thirteenth Level Building, Wen Donglai.

The reason why Wang Teng, the city lord's mansion, came in person this time because he heard that there were several powerful figures in the Thirteenth Tower, and his marksmanship was amazing, and it might be an extremely exciting battle.

"The silver spear has arrived." Wen Donglai pointed to Ye Futian, who had arrived in the crowd below, and introduced to Wang Teng. Wang Teng nodded slightly. The silver spear has been one of the powerful figures mentioned in the Thirteenth Level Tower.

Defeat Wen Yang with one shot. At that time, many people in the Thirteenth Tower believed that he was 50% likely to be able to win the magic weapon.

But now, this may drop to 20%.

Because after the silver spear was flying, several extremely powerful figures appeared, one of whom was a strong man from the ancient gods, who also came to join in the fun.

Ye Futian seemed to notice someone paying attention to him, raised his head and looked up at the thirteenth floor, and then saw Wen Donglai nodding slightly to him, as if he was saying hello, and Wang Teng also looked at him.

Obviously these people remember him.

Ye Futian didn't care or respond. His eyes under the silver mask were as calm as water. He looked down at the open battlefield ahead. The battle had begun, but now it was still a battle between the other twelve divine weapons.

The second magic weapon is naturally the finale.

At the same time, he was listening to the discussions of the people around him. It seemed that after him, there were powerful figures coming to seize the second magic weapon. He didn't pay much attention to it before. After all, this was a matter of a simple task for him. If he wanted to get the second magic weapon, who could stop the realm of the Human Emperor?

One magic weapon was taken away at once, so there was no need to pay attention to the news here.

"What a proud guy." On the Thirteenth Level Tower, Wang Teng whispered when he saw Ye Futian's expression. Wen Donglai was a powerful man who passed the tribulation. The owner of the Thirteenth Level Tower took the initiative to greet Ye Futian, but was actually ignored, which shows Ye Futian's arrogance.

"Extraordinary people naturally have extraordinary personalities." Wen Donglai didn't care much and said with a smile. At this time, he looked up and looked in the distance and said, "Here you come."

Many people looked up and saw a group of strong men coming here. The group of people had extraordinary temperaments.

The ancient gods of Yuanshi Domain and the people who practiced in Yuanshi Palace were inherited from Emperor Yuanshi.

This time, an extraordinary strong man from Yuanshi Palace, Pei Yao, also wanted to compete for the second magic weapon.

Pei Yao's cultivation level is Nine Realm, the peak of the Human Emperor, and the battle is extraordinary. In the previous battles, he also defeated the thirteenth floor people with one shot.

The Thirteenth Floor hugged Wen Donglai and greeted him, saying, "Please come up with fellow Taoists."

The strong men from Yuanshi Palace were not polite, and they all landed on the thirteenth level.

"Have you started yet?" asked the powerful Yuanshi Palace man.

"It's almost done. After the competition for other divine weapons is over, it will be a battle for divine weapons." Wen Donglai said gently and grinned, "Pei Yao's gun is like a divine punishment. This battle has a great possibility of taking away this divine weapon."

"As an ancient god clan, my Yuanshi Palace should not have fought, but since it was to cheer for the Tianyan event, we would join in the fun. Pei Yao happened to be good at spear techniques, so this time the magic weapon was taken away, so don't blame me." An old man from Yuanshi Palace spoke.

Listening to his tone, it seemed as if taking away the second magic weapon was just a matter of convenience, just a simple task, and it was easy to do it.

In fact, there is no big suspense for the monsters and strong men of the ancient gods to compete for the second magic weapon. Generally speaking, they will not encounter opponents stronger than them. It is normal to have this confidence.

Moreover, Pei Yao's divine punishment is extremely powerful, but his destructive power is amazing.

"It's just a fun thing. How can you be strange about learning the shooting skills of the strong men from all sides? It's so serious." Wen Donglai said with a smile. Yuanshi Palace was full of confidence, but he seemed that it was not that easy for Pei Yao to take away the second magic weapon. He still had two opponents.

Just as they were talking, another powerful aura came to the sky above the distance, and then several figures walked in the void and came here. The man in the middle was wearing a black robe, giving people a very dangerous feeling.

As soon as they appeared, Wen Donglai and others stared at them.

These people's identities and origins are mysterious, and the shot is not clearly seen. Wen Donglai even doubts that these people may not be practitioners of Shenzhou, but may be strong people from the Dark Divine Court.

However, they had no evidence to prove that the other party seized the magic weapon according to the rules, and they couldn't say anything, after all, everyone in the city was watching.

The man in black who captured the second divine weapon was named Nie Jiu. The black spear he used was amazingly destructive. In Wen Dong's view, it was not as powerful as Pei Yao's divine punishment gun. Therefore, these two people were also the most likely person to take away the second divine weapon. Compared to the two of them, the silver spear may be a little worse than the sky.

After all, one of these two people, one from the ancient gods, and the other one, is very likely to be from the dark world.

Although there were several other people fighting for the second magic weapon, Wen Donglai understood that it was basically these three people who fought. Although the others were also very powerful, there was still a gap. Pei Yao and Nie Jiu each accounted for 40% of the possibility, and the silver spear was in the sky, and there was 20% hope.

After they arrived, they stood there quietly, without saying a word, just waiting quietly, looking at the battlefield ahead, without rushing.

Pei Yao seemed to sense a threat, and looked at Nie Jiu from the sky. When the two of them collided, an invisible air current fluctuation converged in the void.

Both of them sensed each other's existence.

Only Ye Futian's aura was constrained and he was as low-key as if he had no sense of existence.

Finally, time passed little by little, and thirteen spears were taken away, leaving only the spear in the middle still standing there.

Wen Donglai took a step forward and waved his hand. Suddenly someone stepped forward to move the second magic weapon aside. He looked at the practitioners and said, "If you don't say much, you will be here, please. Who will belong to this spear? Let's see yourselves."

After he finished speaking, people walked forward one after another. Pei Yao and Nie Jiu also stepped onto the huge open space, and Ye Futian also moved and walked forward.

"Twelve people!"

Only twelve people who came to compete for the second magic weapon defeated the top strong men in the Thirteenth Level Tower. In terms of shooting skills, the Thirteenth Level Tower marks skills were on the battlefield.

"No one can hurt lives. In the end, the winner of the gun technique will get the second magic weapon." Wen Donglai announced directly, and then a light curtain erupted from the surrounding magic circle, covering the huge open space in the middle.

The twelve strong men are all inside.

A silver spear appeared in Ye Futian's hand, and the power of the great way gathered. Then he closed his eyes. Under the silver mask, his eyes closed, standing there motionless, as if he didn't want to participate in the melee.

In addition, Pei Yao also stood alone in one position, extremely cold and arrogant.

A black spear appeared in Nie Jiu's hand, sucking and spitting out a terrifying aura of destruction.

"You can decide the winner by yourself." At this time, Pei Yao spitted out a voice, as if he was too lazy to participate.

Among the other strong people, there were also top figures. The aura of the great way was permeated, and they penetrated into the spear in their hands, and then they moved one after another.

In an instant, the gun shadows were everywhere, as fast as lightning.

Many people use terrible killing moves when they shoot.

Ye Futian stood there quietly with his eyes closed, and a silver light shot towards him, as fast as the extreme, like a light.

"Bang!"

A sound came out, and the other party's gun was blocked. Ye Futian raised the silver spear in his hand and directly touched his gun. Then, the attacker's spear broke inch by inch, and a chilling sound appeared in his throat, and the tip of the spear was falling there.

"Not bad." Wang Teng praised when he saw Ye Futian shoot out. It was so fast and his fierce shooting skills.

One shot is enough to kill.

Ye Futian withdrew his gun, his opponent bowed and retreated, and sweat dripped down his forehead.

"So amazing." Everyone outside also saw this amazing shot, and other places also quickly decided the winner. In such a narrow space, the winner was just a matter of thought. After a powerful person won, everyone saw Nie Jiu's gun, like a black shadow, pierced the opponent's arm, and then threw it out.

In just a moment, only three people were left, which was exactly what everyone expected before the battle. These three people should be the strongest three.

"You two, let's decide the winner." Pei Yao, Yuanshi Palace, looked at Ye Futian and Nie Jiu and said.

Nie Jiu glanced at him, smiled slanderously, then looked down at Ye Futian and said, "You quit yourself."

He wanted to see how powerful the Divine Punishment Spear in Yuanshi Palace was.

Ye Futian looked up and looked at the two people in the sky. He raised the silver spear in his hand, and then moved his body.

In an instant, it turned into a silver shadow!

Nie Jiu suddenly felt a strong crisis, and his black spear also moved. In an instant, countless shadows of destruction spears appeared in the void. Each of the gun shadows contained an amazing aura of destruction. They buried the void and stabbed Ye Futian straightly. At this moment, they seemed to be reluctant to stop and might kill their opponents.

However, he did not do it. The silver light flashed away, and then the black spear in his hand exploded and shattered. The silver light pierced directly into his arm. Although it was only a little bit, it still caused blood to penetrate out of his arm.

Nie Jiu was stunned, and then saw Ye Futian's spear trembling, slapped him out, turned around, and looked at the last person, Pei Yao from Yuanshi Palace.

Pei Yao also looked at Ye Futian in surprise. It was obvious that he had not reacted to the shot just now. Not only him, Wen Donglai, Wang Teng and others did not return to the gods, so Ye Futian's silver spear moved again.

The stunning shot and a ray of silver light headed towards Pei Yao, like a silver lightning bolt.

"Boom..."

A shocking aura came, as if to break the seal, and a phantom appeared, like a divine weapon. The divine punishment shot and killed the silver light with the power of the world-destroying world.

The stream of light flashed away, the light of destruction of divine punishment was penetrated, and the silver spear fell on Pei Yao's throat. There was still no suspense. Pei Yao's spear had been destroyed.

The battle ends in an instant.

Before anyone watching the battle could react, the strong men outside were stunned and the battle was over.

The faces showed surprise and shock, staring at the battlefield.

Wen Donglai, Wang Teng, and the powerful people from Yuanshi Palace were also stunned to look at everything in front of them. Just like that, it's over?

what happened.

Ye Futian ignored everyone's expressions and put away the silver spear. He walked to the divine weapon beside him, then stretched out his hand to hold it, looked up at the direction where Wen Donglai was, and said, "Can you take it away?"
Chapter completed!