"What a strong sword."
The surrounding people looked dignified. At this moment in the Ruins Realm space, many people around were all genius figures from Tai Xuan City, with extraordinary strength, but they still felt a little frightened when they saw Ye Futian's sword.
The sword, condensed in the shape of a sword mark, contains extremely powerful will in the sword, like a sword soul, breaking the enemy in an instant, and extremely powerful.
The immaculate holy realm characters in the same realm, unable to exert their own strength at all, were defeated by a single sword.
Princess Luoyue stared at Ye Futian's figure, as her sister said, this person's sword is very strong, although she has not shown as fast as she has heard, the power is already very terrifying, the light of kendo Circling around him, Ye Futian at this moment is like a sword body, and the sword soul appears behind him, that is his life soul.
This is a very pure kendo practitioner.
There was a ray of power flowing on Luoyue's body, and she was a little eager to try. He wanted to see Ye Futian's strength, but saw Deng Hu and Lin Yuan next to her walking half a step forward, and said to her: "Junior sister, let's try first. His sword."
Deng Hu and Lin Yuan are both people at the level of the Nirvana Holy Realm. They are extremely powerful. They have lost their practice under the main gate of the Supreme Profound City. They have many powerful exercises and classics. Even in the entire Supreme Profound City, they are all very famous figures.
Nowadays, it is a bit bullying to say that he wants to deal with a person in the flawless holy realm, but the strength of this sword repair is really strong, everyone has seen it, and Nirvana figures may not be able to beat him.
Luo Yue hesitated and nodded. Deng Hu stepped forward and came to the void, facing Ye Futian. There was an extremely powerful pressure in him, as if he could feel his power through the space. overbearing.
"City Lord’s Mansion Deng Hu, playing against you with my realm is a bit bullying, but your sword is really strong, so I have to learn it." Deng Hu said, he took off the big axe on his back. Holding the battle axe in his hand, he casually resisted his shoulders.
An invisible storm suddenly blew up, raging in this void, and it was as sharp as a blade. It felt like every inch of skin was cut like a knife. Many people around felt cold all over, Deng Hu, the holy storm. At the level of the holy realm, there are not many people in Taixuancheng who can beat him, let alone the flawless holy realm. There has never been such a battle before. Only he crosses the realm to challenge others. Who can cross the realm to fight Deng Hu
"Are you ready?" Deng Hu asked Ye Futian, his voice stern and domineering.
"Please." Ye Futian said, the disciple of the City Lord's Mansion of Taixuan City is already an extraordinary figure, and his master is Taixuan Dao Zun.
With the arms on his shoulders moving forward, Deng Hu's figure continued to move upward. In an instant, an extremely terrifying storm blew up between the heavens and the earth, and the meaning of these storms turned into tangible entities, like a handle. The line that can cut the space is scraped toward Ye Futian.
The sword prints around Ye Futian's body swept out, with his body as the center, forming a storm of swords. The two extremely suppressed forces converged and collided, and they burst out extremely sharp and piercing sounds.
The storm became stronger and stronger, and the world was annihilated in an instant. The stone pillar on which Ye Futian was standing was also completely submerged and shrouded by the storm. The sword print could not prevent the storm from invading, so Deng Hu took a violent step down. One step seemed to contain an extremely overbearing force to suppress the way, stepping down, not only that, that tangible storm was sharper than a sword, cutting the void, and trying to cut Ye Futian's body to pieces.
If the person standing in the storm at this moment is an ordinary sacred person, he will really be killed directly.
"Aren't you going to make a move?" Deng Hu seems to have been giving Ye Futian the opportunity to take the initiative to attack, but he saw that Ye Futian was not in a hurry. The sword intent surrounded him and resisted the storm force. In the storm.
Seeing Deng Hu stretched out his left hand, he suddenly held a gap in the space, and with a bang, a dull sound erupted from the sky and the earth. Ye Futian's space seemed to be squeezed by a storm, and the terrible storm was raging, tearing his body into pieces. , There was an extremely domineering Dao intent suppressing his body.
"Om." The soul of the sword screamed loudly behind him, countless sword marks encircling the body of the sword, and the sword that the soul of the sword turned became sharper and sharper, turning into a giant sword, piercing the space.
"Cut." Ye Futian let out a sound, the sword intent cuts the way, splitting the storm, and saw countless sword prints marching straight forward, turning into countless kendo airflows, directly killing Deng Hu in the void.
Deng Hu smiled. There is no illusory scholar under his reputation. This person is naturally not a simple person to cause movement here.
With his arm forward, the battle axe is wrapped in a terrible storm. There are countless storms surrounding the battle axe on the sky. Every storm is like an extension of the battle axe. This battle axe is not a high-level magic weapon. The magic weapon, which became famous in the hands of Deng Hu, is called the Storm Axe.
Countless storms hovered on the battle axe. Deng Hu stared at Ye Futian and slashed out an axe, which opened the sky with one axe, and directly collided with the sword that Ye Futian slashed out. His domineering intent instantly destroyed the sword aura. Come, we can see how powerful it is.
Ye Futian put his hands together, the sword is in front, and countless sword seals are integrated. At this moment, the sword energy is strong to the extreme, and from his body, the sword light bursts into the sky, killing the void storm.
"go with."
Ye Futian let go, a sharp and piercing sound came out, and the sword was approaching its limit, directly breaking through the light of the battle axe and killing Deng Hu in the void.
Seeing this scene, Deng Hu showed a strange color, his footsteps slammed into the void, his body whirled, and he smashed out with an axe. At this moment, the light of countless storms turned into an indestructible axe, and he wanted to cut the void and kill. Xiang that sword and Ye Futian.
The battle axe and the giant sword collided, and a terrible light of destruction radiated out. The next moment, the sword was scattered directly, as if it was split into countless swords in an instant, cutting the void like a sword formation, and killing Deng Hu go with.
Any sword is almost reaching its limit, as if it contains the meaning of space, and directly cuts across the void to him.
"Om!" A sword light swept across his neck. He felt chilly all over his body. He shouted, and the battle axe in his hand began to spin. The light of countless battle axes extinguished everything, but those swords seemed to have eyes. Able to avoid, continue to kill each other, endless.
"Is his sword so powerful?" Someone was shocked.
That was Deng Hu, the sage of the storm, a disciple of the city lord of Taixuan.
Many people looked at Ye Futian, and his whole person seemed to be in a sword curtain. The sword curtain was in the shape of a sword, which just enveloped him. I saw him close his eyes and the vast avenue of heaven and earth resonated. At this moment, around The swords in Jian Xiu's body were trembling, as if they were out of control, and the sword energy in Jian Xiu's body also moved towards that side.
Not only here, but also many places in the market realm, as the figures flickered, they felt extremely surprised in this scene.
With a loud roar, I saw Deng Hu whirling in the void, slashing the sky and the earth, and many sword prints were directly shattered into nothingness.
He glanced at Ye Futian. As the saint path of Nirvana, and a direct disciple of the city lord, this battle seemed to make him a little disgraceful.
Even if Ye Futian's talent is superb, he should be able to easily crush to be worthy of his identity.
The palm of the hand raised the storm battle axe. At this moment, the light of thousands of storms was shining like thunder in the world. Many people's hearts were beating. Before Deng Hu's axe was smashed, they felt the majestic temperament it contained. Strong.
"Deng Hu is afraid that he is about to release his unique skills." Many people's hearts are beating, and if the axe is cut off, I don't know how strong it will be.
Ye Futian raised his head to look at the void, his expression was as usual, still calm, the sword soul appeared directly on the two-handed sword, swallowing the sword light.
"Shit..."
Deng Hu's axe was chopped down, and a light and a line appeared above the sky, from top to bottom, to the place where Ye Futian was.
"Broken Soul."
Ye Futian spit out a sound, his sword can break his soul.
Above the void, a line and a sword collided with each other, like the confrontation between an axe and a sword.
"Go again." Ye Futian vomited, and there was another sword student in his body, breaking through the air.
"Om, hum, hum!"
The sword went through the air continuously, and the void seemed to collapse and shatter, suppressing it to the extreme.
Bang bang bang.
Many Dao intents collapsed and shattered, the light of the battle axe was shattered and destroyed, and with a loud noise, the huge light of the axe collapsed along with it.
The sword pierced through the air, and he fell in front of Deng Hu in the void. Deng Hu’s battle axe slashed again, but at the moment when the battle axe smashed, he only felt the ten thousand swords penetrate his body. Trembling, countless sword intent penetrated.
"Om."
The crowd saw a light flashing, and Ye Futian's figure came. He slapped his palm on the sword, and the sword light directly pierced the void. Deng Hu snorted and his body was shaken out.
"Deng Hu was actually defeated." When the other people saw this scene, their expressions changed, their hearts were shaking, and their momentum was surging, and they were eager to try. Is this person so powerful
As if feeling the reactions of the people, Ye Futian's hands were imprinted in the void. At this moment, the avenue was void, as if sword intent was everywhere, making them feel that no matter where they were, there was real sword power.
A sword with a handle appeared directly in the void, encircling Ye Futian's body, hanging upside down in the sky.
Along with Ye Futian's thoughts, he immediately pointed to the powerful, everyone felt the oppressive force of the soul.
"I have a sword, enough." Ye Futian said, his voice seemed to contain sword intent. At the moment when the voice fell, everyone felt countless sword intent descend on his body, and then the real sword came. to.
At this moment, even the strong in the Nirvana Realm, they gathered powerful forces to resist this sword.
"Boom, boom, boom..." This sword attacked everyone, including Luoyue, and saw the mighty sword power appearing around Luoyue's body, she also repaired the sword.
However, when Ye Futian's sword arrived, she felt like Wan Jian passed by.
"puff!"
With a muffled grunt, the sword intent seemed to penetrate her body, and her thoughts disappeared.
Not only her, many people disappeared from the place, and Ye Futian's figure also disappeared.