Yan Jiu's eyes emitted a terrifying sword light that could sting others' eyes.
He is the descendant of the Sword Saint Villa, and his ancestor is the legendary Sword Saint. Now, on this holy road, there is someone who threatens him like this. He must surrender whether he surrenders or not.
"Buzz, buzz..." The sword intent erupted, and nine sword lights appeared behind Yan Jiu, as if nine sharp swords were unsheathed and pulled out at the same time. Moreover, the sword intent in the nine sword lights were all different, as if they contained different meanings. Kendo will power.
Behind Yan Jiu, nine rays of light surged up, and nine bright sword shadows appeared in the sky. Ye Futian raised his head and looked behind him, faintly feeling the power of Yan Jiu's sword intention. As top figures, they all have extraordinary means. Jiu was inherited from the Sword Saint Villa and had produced saints, so he was naturally extremely powerful.
The people around were all shocked. This is the Nine Swords of Heaven and Man of Sword Saint Villa. It is extremely powerful. It is said that Sword Saint Villa named him Yan Jiu with a deep meaning. He hoped that Yan Jiu could completely control the Nine Swords of Heaven and Man. Sword, reproduce the glory of the sword master era.
"Surround them up." Yan Jiu said coldly. The many strong men around him were struggling in their hearts. Now, should they fight or retreat
"The person who started the war wants to kill me without mercy." Ye Futian said coldly.
"Yes." After his words fell, hundreds of strong men behind him drew their swords at the same time. In an instant, the sword's intention enveloped the vast space and became extremely powerful. Everyone's movements were uniform, and their appeal was even greater than that of Yan Jiu. The appeal in Feijian City is too strong.
Yan Jiu's expression was extremely sharp, his sword energy was fluttering, and an extremely bright sword light bloomed behind him. One of the nine swords flew out and clanked. In an instant, a terrifying sword energy flowed in the surrounding world. Then, it merged into that sword.
A terrifying sword cyclone was born, and a golden giant sword appeared in the sky with bright lines, trying to suppress the void.
"kill."
Yan Jiu pointed his finger at Ye Futian, and in an instant, thousands of sword intentions flowed, heading straight for Ye Futian. Everyone could feel the crazy flow of sword air, and at the same time, the brilliant golden giant sword broke through Arriving in the sky, the heaven and earth buzzed, this sword wanted to kill everything.
"Boom."
The ground suddenly trembled violently, and Yuan Zhan's body flew into the air. His golden body was dazzling. He raised his palm and slapped it out. An extremely huge golden palm print suddenly appeared in front of him, and a terrifying light flowed in the palm print. It seems to be able to kill everything.
The apes all practice the eighty-one movements of the Heavenly Walking Stick Technique, but this does not mean that the apes only know the Heavenly Walking Stick Technique. The attack and defense capabilities of the golden giant apes are all terrible.
But even so, when the golden giant sword came down to kill, the huge palm print actually split from the middle, and then shattered bit by bit. However, the giant sword seemed to have lost its power. As Yuan Zhan raised his hand to strike, Straight to pieces.
"Falling marks." In the void, endless sword energy whizzed past. Yan Jiu did not stop because the attack was broken at all. Another sword among the nine swords roared out, and thousands of sword shadows were born between the sky and the earth, like lightning. Crossing the void, not only killing Yuan Zhan, but also heading towards Ye Futian and others.
Falling sword, the sword falls without leaving a mark and is as fast as a shadow.
Many people in the sky were trembling. Yan Jiu was a descendant of the Sword Saint. Each of his Nine Swords of Heaven and Man contained different powers, which were terrifying.
Yuan Zhan's huge body trembled violently, and a layer of golden light suddenly shone around the body. The Falling Sword pierced into it, but could not break through its defense. Ye Futian stood in the distance, holding the Dome-Destroying Magical Artifact in his hand. In an instant, A terrifying starlight appeared around the body, turning into an immortal star, allowing the sword energy to attack.
"Boom." Yuan Zhan took a step forward, and the sword energy around him was shattered. His huge body seemed to turn into golden lightning, and he went straight towards Yan Jiu, extremely wild.
Ye Futian shrugged when he saw this scene. With Yuan Zhan joining in to help, there was no suspense in this battle.
Nowadays, Yi Xiaoshi is also a person with top-level combat power, and so is he who possesses the magical weapon that destroys the sky.
"Buzz, buzz..." Several streams of light came, and then Ye Futian saw sword energy coming through the air, and it turned out that it was other strong men from the Sword Saint Villa coming towards him to kill him.
Yan Jiu is respected in the Sword Saint Villa. However, except for Yan Jiu, everyone else is not an ordinary person. They have extraordinary talents. The sharp swords they cut crisscrossed and turned into countless crosses, cutting the void like a sword. Like a net, it seemed that no matter where he was, he would be torn to pieces by the sword net.
Ye Futian stretched out his palm, and suddenly a terrifying meteorite space appeared in front of him. When the sword light cut through it, the meteorite was annihilated and shattered crazily. The brilliant sword energy crisscrossed and continued to attack Ye Futian at an extremely fast speed. .
"Sword array?"
Ye Futian stepped forward, raised the Magical Artifact of Mie Qiong, and an astonishing momentum gathered. The sky and the earth roared, Mie Qiong transformed into a 100-meter-long stick, and slashed forward. In an instant, the sword net in front of him was Cutting off from the middle, the sword energy on the group of people gathered together again, and the whistle of the sword continued. However, they saw the hundred-meter-long stick sweeping out, covering the sky and the sun, leveling everything.
They retreated, trying to avoid it, but they felt an extremely terrifying pressure coming on them, making it difficult to move, as if their bodies were about to be crushed.
"Bang, bang, bang..." One after another figures were swept away by the long sticks, and they all flew into the distance, spitting out blood. The expressions of the people on the other side changed slightly, and they waved their swords at the same time, but heard a crashing sound. The imperial vines covered the sky and rolled towards their bodies. They wanted to escape, but they saw the branches and leaves of the vines extending wildly, directly blocking the entire space, and then wrapped around their bodies, allowing incomparable births to occur on them. The sharp sword intent was still unable to cut off any vines.
"Be honest." Yi Xiaoshi said lazily, and then the vines were thrown into the sky, and the figures fell directly to the ground, vomiting blood.
After just a brief confrontation, many powerful sword cultivators in the Sword Saint Villa were wiped out.
How dare those Yan Jiu's followers below dare to act rashly? Yuan Zhan is enough to compete with Yan Jiu and block him. Ye Futian and Yi Xiaoshi stand in the void and are invincible. If they take action, what's the difference except seeking death
What's more, hundreds of sword cultivators behind Ye Futian all drew their swords. As long as they dared to take action, these people would immediately swing their swords. At that time, there would be no way out.
Yan Jiu, who was fighting, saw that the situation was not going well, turned around and tried to leave with his sword. However, how could Yuan Zhan let him succeed? He struck out with a stick, making the void tremble. Yan Jiu had to turn around to fight, and all nine swords struck him. When it came out, the stick shadow was directly penetrated and shattered.
But at the same time, Ye Futian stepped on the Thunder Shadow Step to block Yan Jiu's retreat, and Yi Xiaoshi also appeared in another location.
The three powerful men completely sealed Yan Jiu's body in the void.
"Buzz." Yan Jiu suddenly headed high into the sky at an extremely fast speed, obviously unwilling to be trapped here.
Yuan Zhan roared angrily, stepped out, and struck down the golden giant stick in the air. Many stick shadows covered the sky and blocked the way above.
Yan Jiu's body drew a gorgeous arc and turned towards Ye Futian in an instant. It was as fast as a sword light. It was obvious that he had already thought about it. The upward movement just now was just an illusion.
The light of life soul shines, blends with the nine swords, and turns into nine extremely bright sword intentions, killing Ye Futian's body. Above the sky, there is infinite sword air flow, turning into nine different sword intentions, killing Ye Futian. Futian's body wanted to fight his way out, and anyone who stood in the way would die.
Ye Futian's expression suddenly became solemn. All nine swords were magic weapons, spitting out terrifying light and coming to kill. The heir of the Sword Saint Villa was obviously really angry.
The terrifying star storm around was born. Ye Futian held the sky-destroying magic weapon in his hand, and his body danced like a stream of light. He blasted a stick into the void. The world trembled violently. The stick was swept out, but it was not for attack. But to build momentum.
At this time, Ye Futian's movements were very fast and slow, with a special rhythm. The crowd could only see his body spinning, and the long stick was slashing continuously, and the momentum was superimposed crazily, but the stick technique never fully exploded. come out.
"Boom." In an extremely brief moment, Ye Futian blasted out four sticks, and an extremely terrifying force came together. Then, the fifth stick came out, like a real dragon roaring, the sky and the earth changed color, almost at the same time, nine The brilliance of the sword came to kill, creating an arrogant sword light that killed everything. It collided with the terrifying wave that exploded from the sky, forming two terrifying air currents.
Yan Jiu's Nine Swords of Heaven and Man erupted at the same time, how powerful they were, but even so, they were still blocked by this stick.
At this time, the attacks of Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi also arrived. Yan Jiu yelled angrily, and the nine swords flew back to kill behind him and above. His eyes as cold as sharp swords pierced Ye Futian, and he turned into a sword. He has a terrifying kendo will and is extremely indifferent.
An extremely violent air flow came. How could Yan Jiu's hasty attack block Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi's attacks? His body was directly shocked and he vomited blood. Then Yi Xiaoshi's golden vines were like long whips. Hit him on the body and knock him away.
Ye Futian took a step forward and saw the cold eyes of Yan Jiu who was blasted in his direction. He struck out with a stick without any mercy.
"Bang..." There was a loud noise, and the stick directly shook Yan Jiu until his bones were broken, and blood spat out wildly. His body was floating, and the sword energy supported his body from falling. When he saw Ye Futian walking towards him, Yan Jiu's expression Still shooting at Ye Futian like a sharp sword.
"Angry, humiliation?" Ye Futian glanced at Yan Jiu without any sympathy. At that time, how did these top power people treat him? They were high above him, looking down on him, and treating him as prey.
At this moment, he is the hunter and Yan Jiu is the prey.
"Holy order." Ye Futian said coldly, with only two words.
Yan Jiu held the storage ring in his hand and then threw it towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian used his spiritual power to invade it, and sure enough he saw ten thousand holy orders inside. He glanced at Yan Jiu, who didn't speak, but just looked at him indifferently.
He naturally understands what Yan Jiu is thinking, and he must be extremely unwilling to do so, but as he said, Yan Jiu has to do so if he doesn't want to, and he has no choice. Yan Jiu obviously also understands what the situation is now.
Everyone in the sky was speechless. Yan Jiu's holy order was taken away.
"Let's go." Ye Futian said, ignoring Yan Jiu. He and Yan Jiu didn't have that much hatred, so it was naturally impossible to kill him.
If Yan Jiu is killed, Sword Saint Villa will not let him go. If it is just to snatch his holy order, then it will be a grudge between him and Yan Jiu. Sword Saint Villa cannot interfere in the affairs of the younger generation.
The group of people turned around and left. Seeing the figures whizzing away, many people in Feijian City stared at Yan Jiu. They saw that the people in Sword Saint Villa below were all injured and came to Yan Jiu. Nine bodies gathered around, and their faces were all extremely embarrassed.
Today is a great shame and humiliation for them.
"This debt can be recovered after you leave the Holy Road." Yan Jiu turned around and left with his sword. The Holy Road is not the focus of this trip. After leaving the Holy Road, the nine powerful people of the Holy Road gathered together and descended to the foot of the Holy Dao Palace. At that time, he would make Ye Futian pay the most painful price.
Half an hour later, in a place in Feijian City, endless sword intent flowed crazily and converged in one direction.
There, a huge kendo figure appeared. This huge figure was completely transparent and looked like an illusion. It was made of swords. Endless sword energy flowed around the illusory figure, creating an extremely terrifying artistic conception.
At this time, in the middle of the figure, a one-armed figure stood there quietly, with endless sword intent centered on his body, flowing towards him. It was Ye Wuchen.
The other sword cultivators who followed Ye Futian all realized the flow of sword intent under the ruins, and were slightly envious of Ye Wuchen. They naturally felt that this was the purest inheritance of swordsmanship, and it was simply a treasure for sword cultivators. Ye Wuchen Chen must transform this time.
Ye Futian snatched this relic from Yan Jiu, the successor of Sword Saint Villa, for him. The friendship between them is probably extraordinary.
Ye Futian stood in front of the ruins. He did not step forward to comprehend. He did not practice swordsmanship. Looking at the figure who was quietly comprehending, he hoped that Wuchen could make a breakthrough this time. The day when the Holy Road opens is not far away!
(End of chapter)