Jian Xiu Jian Seven, asked Jian Jian Shan.
There are countless cultivators in the nine counties and many holy places staring ahead.
One sword is born, no one in nine counties.
The three strongest members of the Jiujun Dao Zhan couldn't force his true swordsmanship. Whether it was Li Hanxing, Zuo Zhengdao, or Qin Cang, in fact, none of them could catch the sword he cut in the true sense.
Who is this sword seven
Don't say that the people of the nine counties, even the king of Yanjun, were shocked by the power of Ye Futian. In front of the young man introduced by the Swordmaster of Gale, there was no sword repair under the Lord of Yanjun.
Who can take the sword
Strong as Li Hanxing of the Purple Sword Sect, still vulnerable.
"Wonderful." On the stepped throne, Li Wang praised him. With a sword, he dared to challenge the rules and directly asked Jianshan. There was no one in the nine counties under the sword.
Arrogant, maverick.
He didn't mind at all. Peerless people should have the courage to break the rules and have such qualifications.
In the previous Dao wars, although many people in the nine counties were selected by Shangjietian practitioners, Shangqin Qincang, Dongyang Zuozhengdao, and Yanjun Li Hanxing were all very good.
However, as the King of Heaven from the Great Departure Realm, he always felt that something was still missing.
There was one person who could dominate the heroes, and one who was the most enchanting person who could move the top forces of the upper realm. Although Qin Cang defeated Zuo Zhengdao and won the first place in the Daoist war, he was still a little hotter.
The appearance of Ye Futian seemed to make up for the shortcomings. He saw the peerless frivolousness of the younger generation, and also saw the fighting power that dominated the crowd.
As the King of Li, he naturally knew that Dali Dynasty did not lack genius or evildoers at all. What he lacks is the existence of evildoers who can control the battle of the air world like Dali Luchuan, but what he lacks in the battle of the air world last year is oneself. People like Ye Futian in Xia Huangjie whose power determines victory or defeat.
It is good to be able to pick out some enchanting characters to enter the upper realm, but if he can see such characters, that is what the national teacher really wants to see.
He didn't know if Jian Qi was qualified to live up to his expectations, but at least, there was such an opportunity.
Lu Chuan stared at Ye Futian as well, but he didn't speak or move, just watched all this happen quietly.
The leader of Jianshan's arrival this time is the Sword Sage Chengying, his eyes are like swords, staring at Ye Futian.
Jianshan is the number one sacred place for kendo in the upper realm. There are many disciples in the sect. Any disciple has undergone heavy examinations, and has excellent kendo talents. Of course, there are also strong and weak points.
In fact, after Ye Futian defeated the Yanjun digital sword repairman, he had already proved his kendo strength.
But as the first sacred ground of kendo, naturally not anyone who walks out can directly overcome the rules and challenges. If you want to ask Jianjianshan, you must let him see a kendo that is strong enough.
Obviously, Ye Futian let him see it.
"Are you from Yan County?" Chengying Sword Saint asked.
"Yes." Ye Futian responded.
"Who did you learn from?" Sword Saint Chengying asked again.
"I have practiced with many ranger swordsmen, accepted their guidance, and entered the gate of kendo, but I have never learned swords from a teacher in the true sense." Ye Futian said.
"Without a teacher?" Chengying Swordsman continued to ask: "You understand the multiple kendos, you must have a master kendo. Swords such as Yanyang, Ice Soul, Fenglei, etc., are you self-understanding?"
"I have picked up a lot of kendo remnants. If I want to talk about my teacher, I use the sun and the moon as the sword, the stars as the sword, and the wind, rain and thunder and the lightning as the sword. Everything in the world is my teacher." Ye Futian continued to respond, and he looked towards Chengying. Sword Saint said: "Senior finished asking?"
"Would you like to follow me to the Sword Mountain of Upper Realm to practice?" Sword Saint Chengying did not continue to ask, but sent an invitation to Ye Futian.
Invite him to practice in Jianshan.
Everyone was not surprised. Although Ye Futian was arrogant, he was extremely talented in kendo, and he seemed to be dedicated to kendo. How could Jianshan let such a person go? How could he be more arrogant than his arrogance.
"I have understood the sword for thirty years. After I walked out of the Tibetan Sword Mountain Range and entered Yan County, I found that there was no one worthy of my sword repair in Yan County. I heard that the monks from the Ninth County of Li Wangzhao came here, so I came to find someone to try the sword. No one is worthy of my sword. Ye Futian’s voice is as sharp as a sword, and he looks at the sword sage of Cheng Ying: “I heard that Jianshan is the holy land of swordsmanship in the upper realm. Ask today. Jianjianshan, if someone defeats the sword in my hand, follow the predecessors into Jianshan to practice and seek kendo."
"So, if no one defeats you, you won't enter?" Chengying Sword Saint looked at Ye Futian.
"If no one of the disciples taught by Jianshan beats the sword in my hand, then, what is Jianshan worthy of me?" Ye Futian spoke proudly, and many people were speechless when they heard his words.
Jianshan, no one has the sword in his hand
What is he worth asking for
It was still that arrogant, but everyone looked at Ye Futian's eyes differently from before, this arrogant sword repairman, as long as he nodded, he could enter Jianshan.
However, he only pursues kendo.
"That's good." Chengying Sword Saint smiled, not caring about Ye Futian's attitude at all.
The true peerless swordsmen have their almost paranoid side of kendo, that is their obsession with swords and their pursuit of kendo.
From Ye Futian, he seemed to see this.
"Yuan Gang." Sword Saint Chengying shouted, and a figure stepped out among the crowd behind him.
Before this trip came to the lower realm, not many people came from Jianshan. It happened that there was a sword repair disciple who understood the meaning of the Tao. Otherwise, it would be difficult to defeat this sword seven.
In the previous battle, Ye Futian was good at a variety of kendos. His own power was particularly strong. The power of the heavy sword was terrifying. A sword smashed Zuo Zhengdao from the void.
And Yuan Gang, his kendo is also extraordinary kendo.
Yuan Gang stepped out, the lines on his body were clear, and he seemed to be full of explosive power. Every step out made people feel heavier, not the sharpness of sword repair.
From him, there is no sharpness.
"Get out of the sword." Yuan Gang said to Ye Futian, his voice fell, and an epee suddenly appeared in front of him, and it was a blunt sword, like his people, without the slightest sharpness. It looks heavy and clumsy.
Many people showed different colors, and the blunt sword in Yuangang's hand seemed to be unable to penetrate people's bodies at all.
However, even as a disciple of Jianshan, no one dared to despise it in the slightest.
Ye Futian stepped forward, the sun was shining, falling from the sky, he held the sword of Yanyang, the flames burned the sky, and the sword was cut out from the sky, and the void seemed to have appeared a fire dragon.
Yuan Gang was almost holding that blunt sword. Above his body, a ray of silver light flowed, as if it turned into a pair of armor.
"Bang." Yuan Gang's movements looked very awkward and heavy when he stepped out. The blunt sword he was half holding was smashed out, and he slapped the sword cut by Ye Futian.
Yuan Gang's sword is not a thorn, but a smash.
Yanyang sword intent cut down, blasted on the blunt sword, turned into endless fire, shooting out in all directions, Yuan Gang's body holding the sword rushed towards the void, Ye Futian's Yanyang sword burned through the void, and slashed in. Above Yuan Gang's blunt sword, the terrifying flame light actually rolled back, and the sword of Yanyang rubbed and shattered little by little.
"Boom." The blunt sword continued to slap up, Ye Futian stepped on the void, his body rushed straight into the sky, staring at the sky below.
"Bang." Yuan Gang hugged the sword and soared into the sky. On the sky, there were many shadows of blunt swords, overlapping upwards, more and more, between the world, it seemed that there was only this blunt sword without a sharp edge.
"All the ways of heaven and earth can be made into swords." The Sword Sage Chengying said, pointing to the country. Everyone has a bit of sentiment, and there are many kinds of swordsmanship, eclectic.
Jianshan Jiansheng, let Yuan Gang teach them a lesson.
"The predecessor is right, all the ways of heaven and earth can be made into swords." Above the sky, Ye Futian said loudly. He stretched out his hands, and suddenly centered on his body, a sharp sword appeared, heavy. Weak stars, every sword seemed to reveal an incomparably terrifying power.
In his two-handed sword, there is even a huge and incomparable heavy sword.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and Yuan Gang, who was holding the sword, carried the shadow of the heavy blunt sword upstream and blasted towards him.
"Go." Ye Futian took a step towards the sky. This step seemed to be in harmony with Sword Dao. The swords landed at the same time, blasting above the first blunt sword.
Afterwards, the extremely violent cracking sound continued, and the roar sounded to the sky.
The heavy blunt swords madly collided with Ye Futian's sword, and finally, Yuan Gang arrived with the sword in his arms, he shouted, and the multiple blunt swords folded shadows and swept above the sky.
However, at this moment, Ye Futian stepped forward, and between his hands, the heavy sword with supreme power fell down, and blasted down with the sword of endless stars around it at the same time, colliding with the blunt sword.
Two powerful forces instantly set off a storm of destruction.
"Go down." Ye Futian let out a voice, and the extremely violent power burst out with Taoism, and the epee blasted to the blunt sword frantically, pressing the blunt sword down.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The terrifying sound of cracking came out madly, and the crowd was horrified to find that two figures were falling at a very fast speed, and the overlapping blunt swords in front of Yuan Gang continued to crack and shatter.
He roared, but still couldn't stop the monstrous trend.
The sword repaired the sword with seven single fingers, and called more epees down, whispering without noticing the roar.
"Bang!" A loud noise came out, Yuan Gang's body was pinned to the platform, his hands still propped up the huge blunt sword, but Ye Futian with the sword of the avenue fell down, and a sword was madly crushed. Yuan Gang let out a muffled sound, vomiting blood, and the armor on his body collapsed and shattered.
Ye Futian stepped on fiercely, and finally, the blunt sword collapsed, Yuan Gang directly fell on the ground, with the help of that counter-shock force, Ye Futian's body soared into the sky, once again standing proudly in the air, staring at the sword saint Cheng Ying said: " Who else?"
This voice was rolling, spreading all over the world, the heart beating of people who were far away from the nine counties.
This sword seven, he not only regarded the nine counties as unmanned, even if it was the sword repairman of Jianshan, the holy land of swordsmanship in the upper world, it was still defeated by him.
Even if he came from the upper realm, he still suppressed it with one sword.
Sword Saint Cheng Ying looked at Yuan Gang who was lying on the ground, and heard Ye Futian's words, he was speechless for a while!
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