Ye Futian stood there. He was in the storm of sword intent, and the endless sword intent penetrated his body. Even his spiritual will seemed to be in the sword intent of separation and hatred.
At this moment, he felt a sense of déjà vu, just like that time when he had undergone medicinal bath baptism and suffered eternal pain. At that time, he almost collapsed many times and reached the critical point.
Jiang Sheng's medicinal bath on him was constantly breaking the limits, the physical endurance limit, the spiritual will endurance limit, making him infinitely close to the calamity of the holy way.
But today, Wangchuan actually gave him a similar feeling. It can be seen that Wangchuan's sword intention is also the same, infinitely close to the calamity level of the holy way, one step short of the holy realm.
However, since he had withstood the medicinal bath back then, naturally this kind of sword intent couldn't really shake him today.
not enough.
In his mind, the storm of calamity transformed by his spiritual will seemed to become more powerful. His body roared and shone brightly, just like the homophony of the avenue. Ye Futian's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he wanted to pierce the avenue. He took another step forward. Let's see how strong Wang Chuan's limit is and whether he can shake him.
Such an opponent, except for Xia Qingyuan, may be difficult to encounter in the Xiahuang Realm under the Holy Realm.
Wang Chuan also looked at Ye Futian, who could bear the Tao in his body. Ye Futian's realm was actually far from his level, but he could already withstand the Tao's attacks with his flesh and blood body. Only with this, it would be difficult to find a second person in the Xiahuang Realm. Man, he didn't know whether Xia Qingyuan could do it because he had never fought against him before.
But his heart was still calm. Every time he took a step, his sword intention became stronger. A terrifying storm emerged in the space between the two people, and the sharp whistle was even a bit harsh.
Wang Chuan stretched out his palm and looked straight ahead. The endless transformation sword intent was condensed in front of his palm, where a sword seemed to be born little by little.
"Borrow a sword from the Dao. If you can inherit this sword, no one in the holy realm can defeat you." Wang Chuan said, the sword in front of his palm gradually condensed into shape, and the meaning of the sword that he swallowed pierced the void. , Ye Futian felt as if his body was about to tear apart. The pressure he endured at this moment actually exceeded the training he received in the medicinal bath.
This should be the so-called Supreme Saint. People in the Xiahuang Realm said that Wang Chuan had the strength of the Supreme Saint. In fact, it was not an empty lie. He did have this qualification.
The only pity is that Wang Chuan met himself. Even though he was the most powerful person in the world, he was still the only one who had no one.
This space seems to be solidified, everything seems to stop flowing. This is the power of Ye Futian's rules affecting this space. However, it still cannot stop the flow of sword intent. The opponent's sword intent is at the level of his rules. above.
Ye Futian's palm also stretched out, a regular halberd, the whole body was bright, and from the long sacrifice, he swallowed the pressure of destroying everything.
Wangchuan waited until Ye Futian's halberd condensed into shape, and then he drew his sword.
With a simple sword strike, his whole body seemed to become one with the sword. This sword move was the real way of swordsmanship.
A brilliant sword light appeared between the sky and the earth, the surrounding air currents were shattering, and everything turned into nothingness.
There is a real feeling of suffocation in the space. With one sword, everything in the world will be destroyed. This is the only sword.
At this time, the momentum above Ye Futian's body was overwhelming. Even though his realm was not as good as Wangchuan's and he had not yet understood the power of the Tao, he continued to have a terrifying momentum when he stepped forward. Above his body, the light of rules flowed and merged into the halberd.
Seeing the opponent's sword coming out, his halberd also thrust straight forward, flowing with bright light. Under the destructive sword intent, a vortex black spot actually appeared. Every time the halberd advanced, the momentum became stronger.
No matter how strong your sword is, I will defeat you with one blow.
From the beginning of the battle to the present, the two of them actually only broke out this attack in a real sense. They are already standing at the pinnacle of the holy realm. One of them is a swordsman, and the other is a halberd. All their abilities can be integrated into it, transforming into two. With one sword and one halberd, there is no need for any complicated means.
Therefore, from beginning to end, one blow is enough.
The sword and halberd collided together, thousands of sword intentions transformed, and the halberd was torn apart inch by inch.
Under the halberd, the sword path collapsed, and the sword was also shattered inch by inch.
The terrifying storm penetrated the two people's bodies. If the two were just the top sages of the thirty-third world, they would probably be torn apart and shattered. However, their bodies were still moving forward. After the sword was broken, Wang Chuan pointed at them. After replacing the sword, the halberd shattered, Ye Futian blasted out with a fist of flesh and blood, and the heaven and earth roared.
The fist and fingers collided together instantly. At this moment, endless sword intent penetrated Ye Futian's arm from the fist, and rays of sword light burst out from his body. Similarly, the fist broke through the opponent's fingertips. , blasted into Wangchuan's body, making a violent roar.
A dull sound came out, and the two people's movements seemed to have stopped. The battle below Yu Sheng had ended before that. Everyone looked at the battlefield above and looked at the two still figures.
The situation at this moment seemed a bit strange. The sword energy was flowing strangely on Ye Futian's body, passing through his body, but the sword energy on Wang Chuan's body disappeared at this moment.
Who wins and who loses
The destructive airflow surrounding the two bodies finally dissipated. Ye Futian's body was filled with a terrifying luster, and a thunderous sound was emitted from his body. Finally, the sword intent completely dissipated and disappeared.
It seems that he is not hurt by the sword.
His white hair was flying in the air, but his eyes were still focused, staring at the river ahead.
"Cough..." Wangchuan coughed, and then blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the sword cultivator below's heart trembled violently, and his face was as pale as paper.
Senior brother, have you actually been defeated
Lihentian is the number one person under the sage, and his talent in swordsmanship is unparalleled. Lihentian's elders said that under the holy realm, Wangchuan is one for each person.
Now, there is blood overflowing from his mouth, and the aura in his body is rapidly weakening, as if he has become sluggish, and his body even seems to be rickety.
This feeling is like a moment, from the extraordinary to the holy, and then fell into the mundane world.
Wangchuan turned around and walked in the void. His steps were very slow and not big, as if he had completely transformed into an ordinary man, without the Lingtian spirit before.
After walking to the palace and sitting down where he was before, Wang Chuan closed his eyes.
There is no doubt that he lost.
He had already entered the semi-saint realm and had almost realized the truth, but he was unable to destroy Ye Futian. However, the opponent's attack severely injured him. At this time, his internal organs were shaking, and there were countless wounds in his body, which was why his aura was so weak. .
At this time, Wan Chuan echoed his own path of cultivation. He became famous at a young age. He has attracted much attention since he entered the Lihen Heaven. He climbed all the way up to the thirty-third heaven and became the disciple of the Master of the Lihen Sword.
Five years ago, he entered the realm of a top-grade virtuous king. At that time, Lihentian had few opponents.
Two years ago, he defeated everyone under Lihen Tiansheng, and few people could even let him use his second sword.
At that time, he was hailed as the ultimate saint.
But he knows that now he is the ultimate saint, and he is only one step away from the holy realm.
He knew very clearly that if he kept going all the way, even without Ye Futian, one day he would be able to break through and enter the holy path. It would be the same if he defeated Ye Futian today.
Ye Futian had not appeared in the Upper Realm for a long time, but his reputation was great. Emperor Xia and Xia Qingyuan valued him at the same time. When the Xiao family fought, no one from the Lihentian Sword Cultivator was qualified to fight. Wang Chuan knew at that time that Ye Futian Futian will be a rare opponent, and there is even a possibility of defeat in a battle with him.
However, he still invited Ye Futian to fight in the 33rd level. If Ye Futian fought all the way to the 33rd level, swept Lihentian Sword Cultivator, or even defeated him, what would happen to Lihentian Sword Cultivator? What would happen to him
Could it be that because of this, the sword's heart is damaged and the sword's skill is deficient
Just now, he was defeated and his heart was shaken. He could not shake Ye Futian at the semi-saint level, so how could he not be shaken.
Everyone in the world will know about this defeat and the reputation will be damaged. How can they not be affected
There is no one under Lihen Tiansheng. This is the most sacred place of swordsmanship in Xiahuang Realm. After today, it will be stained by him. How can it not affect the Taoist heart
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and thought. In an instant, countless thoughts came to his mind.
The practice of swordsmanship is about cultivating reputation, cultivating profit, and cultivating the mind.
"If you are deceived by it, just cut it off with one sword." The voice of the master of the Lihen Sword came out from the palace of the Void Peak. Wangchuan's heart was shaken. He thought of the sword he had cultivated and the many things his teacher had done to him. Teaching.
Fame, wealth, prestige, everything in the world are like floating clouds. Who can be undefeated if you practice Taoism
Wangchuan raised his head, looked at the Lihen Sword Master, and said with a smile: "Teacher, I understand."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked into the void. At this moment, the already weak aura suddenly became extremely powerful. The sword of the moment, the sword's intention reached the sky above the sky.
He sat there, his body upright, and his voice came out: "After today, there will be one less person with fame and fortune in the world, and there will be Wanchuan above the sword."
Defeat and achieve enlightenment.
Above the sky, a Dao Sword Tribulation descended from the sky. In an instant, the clouds in the sky moved, Lihen was in the sky, and the situation changed.
"Holy Tribulation." Ye Futian looked up at the sky, with a slight wave of emotion in his heart. They set foot on Lihentian and penetrated the thirty-third heaven. However, Wangchuan took advantage of the situation and entered the holy way, and his state of mind was sublimated.
Wandering the river leads to defeat.
At this moment, Ye Futian felt a sense of absurdity, as if he was struggling.
"Thank you." At this time, Wangchuan looked straight ahead, looking at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's expression was even more complicated, not just for him, but also for those sword cultivators in the thirty-third heaven.
Senior Brother Wangchuan, are you using yourself as a mirror
At this time, a straight gaze was shot towards Ye Futian and the others. Ye Futian seemed to be aware of it and raised his head to look up into the void. The Lihen Sword Master looked at them.
The Lihen Sword Master glanced at Ye Futian. With this glance, Ye Futian felt as if the other party had seen through him and saw his inner doubts and struggles.
Then, the Lihen Sword Master looked at Ye Wuchen behind him. Above the sky, a sword fell from the sky, fell down, and shot straight towards Ye Wuchen.
This sword bloomed from the body of the Lihen Sword Master.
Ye Futian's expression changed with shock. He turned around and looked at Ye Wuchen in shock. He saw that the sword penetrated Ye Wuchen's body directly. In an instant, Ye Wuchen's whole body was filled with an unparalleled sword intent.
That sword seemed to have entered his body.
Ye Wuchen's body seemed to be torn apart, the sword intention bloomed crazily, and wisps of terrifying sword intention lingered around his body. At this time, he actually closed his eyes and allowed the sword intention to rage in his body. The sword on his body The intention is getting stronger and stronger.
Until the swordsmanship sublimates and breaks through to the top level.
Opening his eyes, Ye Wuchen seemed to have a sword intent in his eyes. He raised his head to look at the Lihen Sword Master above the sky, with an equally complicated look on his face.
"You have a pure sword heart. Let me lend you a sword." The voice of the Master of Lihen Sword was ethereal, falling from the sky.
Ye Futian turned around and looked at the Lihen Sword Master, with a hint of shame in his eyes. Then he saw him bowing to the void, then turned around and said: "Go down the mountain."
PS: The monthly pass is 25,000, and I owe five updates, but the monthly pass is still at the sixth place. Let’s see if there are any guaranteed monthly passes!
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