Seeing that Ye Futian blocked a blow, the saint realm powerhouse couldn't help being slightly surprised.
How tyrannical is the realm of the holy path, even if it is a wise person who understands the way, there is still a big gap.
He stepped forward, and the pressure of the Dao shrouded him, oppressing Ye Futian's body, even the many strong men around him felt the invisible pressure.
However, because this place is outside the Great Departure Court, the holy realm controls the scope of his pressure and dare not wreak havoc. He blends Taoism into his palm, and another palm print slaps down from the void, more than the one just now. Hit stronger.
Ye Futian raised his head, only feeling that the palm prints above his head crushed the world to death, and a suffocating power crushed down. If it was a sage peak person, it would be difficult to move.
However, he did not retreat, only Ye Futian waved his hands, and suddenly the sword intent turned into words. A epee with a handle was condensed and formed. There were dozens of swords appeared in front of him, and every sword revealed a pound. The trend of stubbornness.
"Boom." Ye Futian stepped into the void, and suddenly an epee pierced the void, ran over the void, swept everything, and headed toward his palm under tremendous pressure.
"Boom..."
It took another step, and his palms slapped out like mountains and seas, and suddenly he pierced through the air with one epee, one sword after another.
The palm print fell, and there was a loud noise, and the front epee directly collapsed and shattered. The big palm print was crushed down at a very fast speed. The rumbling noise continued to be heard, and the void vibrated violently. It shattered and burst, but the speed of the palm print was actually slower, and cracks appeared faintly.
"Om."
Ye Futian stepped up, the last heavy sword pierced the air, and finally split the palm prints, but at the same time, the sacred realm powerhouse stepped forward and directly landed above his head, even though the swordsmanship is strong enough to break the sage Dao palm print, but it only broke a palm print.
The palm of this holy realm powerhouse was crushed down like a grinding disc, and a terrifying golden storm suddenly appeared, crushing everything in the sky.
"Go." Ye Futian pointed his finger towards the void, and immediately the countless sword intents surrounding his body moved towards the sky, the light of the sword was like a shadow, and there seemed to be swords between the sky and the earth, without Ye Futian's figure.
"Illusory sword?" There were countless experts in the holy realm, the golden storm continued to crush down, and the magic sword was crushed crazily, oppressing the space downward.
An overwhelming coercion fell on Ye Futian, trying to shake him back to the ground, but with this retreat, Ye Futian stretched out his right hand, and it was another sword suddenly.
With the sword out, Ye Futian's figure directly disappeared from the place, abruptly breaking through the oppressive space of the opponent's Dao, and escaped.
At the same time, Li Xuan suddenly felt a crisis coming. The next moment, he saw the sword light that Ye Futian wielded in the distance, appearing in front of him for an instant, like clouds and flowing water, continuous in the air.
This kendo is a space kendo.
The sword intent on Ye Futian's body was overwhelming, and Li Xuan's body exploded, but he could only stretch out his hands and slap forward, his eyes were extremely cold, he wanted to take it down in an instant. he
The sacred vessel protector, both palms were covered by the sacred vessel, and he grabbed Ye Futian's sword.
The sword directly touched his palms, Li Xuan wanted to buckle, but only saw the golden light flashing away, the sword penetrated between his palms, breaking the defensive light curtain, and piercing His throat.
In an instant, Li Xuan only felt a bit cold in his throat, his palms stopped there instantly, and his body remained stiff in a strange posture.
At the same time, the holy realm powerhouse stepped forward and descended directly to his side not far. He had sensed it before Ye Futian turned towards the sword, but he was still a step slower, as long as Li Xuan blocked a sword.
But obviously, Li Xuan Yijian didn't stop him.
Many disciples in Da Li Guo Yuan were surprised when they saw this scene. Faced with an attack from a holy realm powerhouse, he unexpectedly left the battlefield and controlled Li Xuan's life and death with a single sword.
That sword is amazing.
The strength of the sword repairman who came to seek advice outside the Great National Academy was very strong.
"Let go of him." The saint realm expert stepped forward, Ye Futian did not look back, his sword intent swallowed out, the tip of the sword touched the skin of Li Xuan's throat, as long as he gently moved the sword, the sword could directly move in and out. In Xuan's throat, his life ended.
Li Xuan raised his head slightly, feeling the coolness of his neck, his expression didn't have too strong waves, his hands slowly lowered, he slowly lowered his head, those cold and arrogant eye pupils still stared at Ye Futian with a haughty attitude.
Worthy of being a peerless in the lower realm, defeated Jianshan Jianxiu is a practitioner who is valued by Jianshan. It is amazing to be able to control him with a single sword.
"My name is Li." Li Xuan stared at Ye Futian and said, "The sword is good, take your sword away, and I will let you go."
Ye Futian's sword is still there, looking at Li Xuan, "Why kill me?"
"How can Da Li Guo Yuan provoke and humiliate." Li Xuan Lengao said.
Ye Futian noticed that the other party was calm from beginning to end, especially when he was ordered to be killed, it definitely didn't seem to be because he provoked the Great National Court.
Moreover, he was here to ask for the truth, not to mention humiliation. If Li Xuan is really thinking about the reputation of Da Li Guo Yuan, he should not be allowed to kill him after defeat.
Obviously, Li Xuan was lying.
However, the first time I met, there was no conflict of interest. Why did Li Xuan kill him
However, looking at Li Xuan's posture, it is impossible to ask the reason, and it doesn't make any sense.
"Release people." The saint realm powerhouse took a step forward, the pressure was terrible.
Ye Futian was surrounded by sword intent, and the sword in his hand entered Lixuan’s throat a little bit. He turned his head and looked at the holy realm powerhouse and said: "You take one step further, I can’t guarantee whether my sword will Pierced his throat."
Blood flowed from Li Xuan's neck, Li Xuan felt the coolness on his neck, his eyes changed slightly, very cold.
"If you still don't take the sword away, I don't guarantee that you can leave alive today." Li Xuan said again.
His voice fell, his throat became colder, the sword pierced a little bit, Li Xuan's throat squirmed, his face was a little pale, and his eyes stared at Ye Futian stubbornly.
"I promise, you will die in front of me." Ye Futian said coldly: "Also, a person who had just been defeated and let a holy realm practitioner take action, I don't think his guarantee is convincing, so you are now You can shut up."
Li Xuan shut up his mouth very obediently, the sword entered his throat, and if he went further, he could kill him, so he had to shut up.
The outside of Daliguoyuan suddenly became quiet, and there was a dead silence, and a group of figures broke through the air, and it was the elders of Daliguoyuan who heard the news.
Seeing the scene in front of them, their expressions changed slightly. This Li Xuan was practicing in Da Li Guo Yuan. Although he was not a remarkable figure, his surname was Li.
If you die here, it will undoubtedly be a troublesome thing.
But that Jian Xiu, his sword did not move at all, just standing there, as if it had become a deadlock.
Ye Futian couldn't guarantee what would happen after he let Li Xuan go. Therefore, his sword would not leave Li Xuan's throat before he could ensure his own safety.
"There was something wrong with Li Xuan first, but how about letting go of him first?" At this moment, a sacred figure from the Great State Court spoke to Ye Futian.
"Junior Sword Seven, I heard that Dali Guoyuan was the first sacred place of Dali practice, so he came to seek the truth. However, after defeating this person, he ordered the saint to kill me. In the name of the National Academy, to ensure the safety of juniors?" Ye Futian asked.
The saintly figure was silent when he heard Ye Futian's words. Li Xuan's identity is special. He is a descendant of the regent. If Li Xuan wants to retaliate against Ye Futian, he has no ability to guarantee Ye Futian's safety. Name to ensure.
Therefore, there is only silence.
"Bifu was angry, and blood was splashed for five steps, not to mention Jian Xiu, if he can't ensure the safety of the younger generation, before death, he can only be buried with him." Ye Futian continued to speak, and he continued to wait.
Li Xuan's expression finally turned gloomy. This Jianqi meant that if no one could absolutely ensure his safety, he would kill him first
Many practitioners in Dali State College gave a secret compliment. What a sword repairer, the husband was angry, and even five steps were splashed with blood.
This Li Xuan shot before, it was indeed a bit too much, if the sword repair strength was slightly weaker, it would be dead.
However, to ensure his safety, unless it is a big figure at the top of the Great Departure Court, or a big figure in the Regent Palace, speaking.
"Are you the Sword Xiu Jianqi who came from the Lower Realm from the Imperial Palace to the upper realm with Luchuan and the others?" An elder from the Great Departure Academy asked.
"Yes." Ye Futian replied, and suddenly many people in Dali National Institute looked even more weird.
The person Li Xuan wanted to kill was still the first person in the lower realm selected by Lu Chuan and the others.
It is said that Jianshan wanted to accept him as a disciple.
Someone went back to the University of Liguoyuan to give up. This matter is a bit troublesome.
Outside the Dali Guoyuan, they still looked very quiet, and the two stood in the middle, motionless.
At this time, a group of figures stepped forward.
"Senior Brother Yan is here." At this moment, there was a loud noise.
"I have seen Senior Brother Yan." Many disciples from the Dali Guoyuan saluted the visitors one after another, showing respect in their eyes.
The onlookers who came to watch from afar also looked at the visitors with some admiration.
A disciple of the National Normal University, Yan Yuan.
Nowadays, Yan Yuan is basically in charge of the affairs of the National Yuan.
The National Teacher of the Daliguoyuan is the dean, and everyone who is practicing in the Daliguoyuan can be called the big brother of Yan Yuanyi.
Yan Yuan already knew what happened. He walked up to the two of them and looked at Li Xuan and Ye Futian. Then he asked Li Xuan, "Li Xuan, you are the first to take action on this matter, how do you plan to solve it?"
"Senior Brother Yan, as long as he takes the sword away, I won't kill him." Li Xuan said.
Yan Yuan looked at Ye Futian, only listening to Ye Futian's words: "I don't believe him."
"He doesn't believe you, how can you guarantee?" Yan Yuan asked Lixuan again.
"If he doesn't believe it, what can I do?" Li Xuan's face was ugly.
"Since there is no other way, then it is a dead end, then Jian Qi, you can go out of the sword." Yan Yuan said, his voice fell, everyone's eyes were frozen in there.
He let the sword seven, out of the sword.
Li Xuan's face was pale.
Is this going to die together
What is the qualification of Jian Qi's fate to meet his fate