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Chapter 1535: one person

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The major powerhouses have already occupied the position in front of the tree of enlightenment, and they are not ready to give up. If anyone still wants to go up, they will be crushed by the powerhouses.

Everyone also saw what happened just now, and the people above all attacked together.

Now, Ye Futian said, whoever takes the shot, whose position he wants.

This is no longer aimed at one of them, but any person who shots may be everyone above. This is what an arrogant attitude.

In front of the sacred tree, everyone’s eyes were indifferent, and they pierced directly at Ye Futian. No matter they were the top figures or the disciples of the temple, they had never seen such arrogant and presumptuous characters. Even in the temple, there is no Taoist legend. The disciple dared to be so arrogant.

I saw Ye Futian stepping up, and he was really alone, walking towards the top, the wind was bleak, the Taoism flowed, blowing on him, making the white clothes hunting and hunting, watching that road turned his back to the crowd From behind, everyone felt a sense of arrogance.

One person, stepping towards the sacred tree.

Bai Xiu’s eyes are terrifying, and a mysterious air current is surging, enveloping the world. At this moment, even those who are watching the battle below feel the oppressive force of the soul, and only see the sky above everyone’s head, faintly appearing. There was a ghostly face, this face blended with the sky and turned into one, a pair of terrifying eyes looked down into the sky, and many people only felt that the soul was trembling.

There are not many disciples of the Taoist priest of Nether Taoist priest, but everyone is very scary. This kind of spirit attack is extremely dangerous, and it can directly target the spiritual power of the practitioner, which is very scary.

Bai Xiu naturally felt that Ye Futian was also good at spirit power, because the dark color was extraordinarily dignified, and the eyes of the Nether locked on the other's spirit, rushing into Ye Futian's eyes, but found that it was useless, Ye Futian's eyes were equally terrifying And, the ubiquitous sword intent on his body can directly destroy the power he releases.

The palm of the hand stretched out and leaned towards the lower air. For a moment, a big handprint appeared in the void, directly punishing Ye Futian's soul.

"The Hand of the Nether."

Many ordinary disciples in the temple trembled secretly when they saw this scene. Bai Xiu's strength lies in the fact that some people whose cultivation bases are stronger than him are often defeated in his hands because they can't resist the power of the spirit attack.

I don't know if Ye Futian can contend with Bai Xiu, a disciple of Nether Taoist priest.

The others didn't take action, they just looked at Bai Xiu, they wanted to see how confident this Taixuanshan sword repairer who arrogantly wanted to target everyone was.

Ye Futian's perception is so powerful, he naturally sensed that a huge and incomparable Nether hand was grabbing at him, silently, not at the ****, but at the soul. This kind of attack is similar to the immortal soul. Place.

But after Ye Futian practiced the fairy soul Yin, he blended the fairy soul with Dao Fa, and he asked himself that he could be stronger than the other party's ghost power.

"Bang." Ye Futian continued to step up, the majestic momentum swept out of his body, his meridians seemed to be transformed into sword veins, the ancient trees of the soul world turned into a sword shape, and the soul of the sword was in the palace of fate. Clang clank, as if wanting to rush out.

Above Ye Futian's body, there are countless kendo air currents, and with his steps, he goes up against the trend.

The howling sword made a sense of suffocation between the heavens and the earth. The invisible coercion dropped, and the Nether Great Mudra blasted down, but was penetrated by the countless swordsman air currents. In an instant, the Nether Great Mudra continued to collapse and shatter. , Turned into nothingness under the sword intent.

"Om."

Ye Futian stepped out, eyes pupils like sharp swords, shot at Bai Xiu's eyes, and said: "Since you have made a move, then let me give you a hand."

When the voice fell, he pointed his finger towards the sky, a sword opened the sky, penetrated through the void, and killed Bai Xiu.

This sword breaks the soul.

Bai Xiu's face changed. He was good at spirit attacks, so he was a bit inferior in other aspects, but the spirit attacks didn't seem to be able to restrain Ye Futian, and the opponent's counterattack, like him, contained the power of spirit attack.

"puff!"

The sword pierced through the void, Bai Xiu's body seemed to have been passed through, but there was no blood, and the figure gradually turned into an afterimage and disappeared, and the figure of Bai Xiu next to it appeared there, with a somewhat vague meaning.

"Netherworld pupil."

Bai Xiu's eyes suddenly turned into dark blood. In an instant, the sky changed color, and it seemed that a god of darkness appeared. Ye Futian seemed to have fallen into it. When he arrived in another space, all he could see was a pair of blood-colored pupils. , The pupil of the netherworld.

"Lian."

Nether fire ignited in Bai Xiu's eyes, and for a moment, Daohu burned the soul, and the space where Ye Futian was located was wrapped in a piece of Nether Daohuo, trying to refine his soul.

"This… "

The people in the sky trembled, and Ye Futian was a little dangerous. Although Bai Xiu was young, she did not expect to have cultivated Dao Zun's magical powers to such a terrible level, the pupil of the nether, the fire of the nether.

Shrouded by this power, Ye Futian felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling. His pupils were cold, his hands stretched out, and the Infinity Sword appeared around his body. He closed his eyes, the sword intent became stronger and stronger, the whistling sword. The air storm flooded this space.

Finally, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky above. It was a pair of sword pupils that directly pierced nothingness.

The palm of the hand pointed towards the void, ten thousand swords came out, the avenue countercurrent, the battle turned the stars, and in an instant, the swordsmanship broke through the shadow of the shadow of the netherworld and rolled into the sky. Not only that, the sword of the sky resonated with the avenue, and everything was shattered into nothingness. Bai Xiu above the sky was killed.

"Excalibur is fleeting."

Wan Shouyi and Luoyue saw this scene trembling in their hearts. Ye Futian had already mastered the mood of the third style of the Excalibur Fleeing Years. The song just now not only made him understand the sword, but also made Ye Futian feel himself. Excalibur fleeting.

This blow had the meaning of fleeting years. Although it did not cast the Great Dao Divine Wheel, the real fleeting power could not erupt, but even so, the scene of the destruction of the kendo storm annihilating the void is still terrifying.

Many people were faintly worried for Bai Xiu. This sword was killed. Bai Xiu was wrapped in the sword storm. There was an extremely brilliant divine light blooming there. With a puff, Bai Xiu snorted, her face pale, and she vomited out of her mouth. A bite of blood.

His body was also knocked out, and he was slammed into the distance from above the tree of enlightenment, his breath was weak, and even a stream of dark air appeared on his face.

Only Bai Xiu knew how powerful this sword was. It was not only a pure divine sword, but also contained the sword intent of destroying the divine soul.

"The Taoist disciples are defeated."

Everyone in the sky was extremely shocked when they saw the two fighting against each other in the air, this is really strong.

He is the strongest person in Taixuan Mountain.

It seems that this time, Taixuan Mountain will also produce a top romantic figure.

Lu Qingyao watched this scene and was not surprised. She was defeated miserably in Ye Futian's hands. Bai Xiu's defeat did not surprise her too much, except that Ye Futian's soul power was so powerful. Life Dao Guo, I am afraid that his spirit will grow stronger.

"His position, I want it." Ye Futian said, and continued to move up, with a sense of arrogance for the swordsman and the fight for the front.

"I also learn your sword." Li Xun said. He was defeated twice by Wan Shouyi. Although it was the power of the piano to increase the sound, he had already felt frustrated and questioned Kendo, so he wanted to try another sword.

The Doomsday Divine Sword was conceived and born, Li Xun took a step forward, stepped out of his position, and stabbed an astonishing sword. From the sky down, everything he went through was annihilated.

"I fulfill you."

Ye Futian stepped up, the same sword pierced out, the two swords collided, countless kendo air currents rolled in the direction of each other, endless, the space made extremely sharp and piercing sounds, which made people feel that the scalp was numb. , Many people in the sky felt a sense of suffocation. If they were between the swords, they would be torn to pieces.

The sword in Ye Futian's body is majestic and flowing constantly. The two seem to be in a stalemate, but Ye Fu's weather is getting stronger and stronger, and Li Xun is getting weaker and weaker.

A muffled sound came out, the sword broke, Li Xun's body seemed to be penetrated by the sword intent, and he flew back.

"Two positions." Ye Futian said, continuing to move forward. He didn't move fast, and even seemed a little slow. He walked towards the sky step by step. The arrogant figure seemed to dare to be the enemy of Tianjiao.

"So strong." The people below secretly said in their hearts. Before, the strong people wanted to break through, but they were all bombed.

Today, Ye Futian is alone, striding up alone.

Jun Mu looked a little jealous at the back, the cultivator on Taixuan Mountain, who would know him, this well, seems to have become a symbol of Taixuan Mountain, even if there is no well, there is Wan Shouyi. He is a monarch and shepherd, what is it.

Moreover, everything that happened before will make him even more stained.

Other Taixuanshan practitioners also feel a little dreamy, and the Taixuanshan disciples are vulnerable. Now, a piano master is going up alone, despising the disciple of the Divine Palace Taoist priest, the top heavenly arrogant of the Shangxiao realm.

No matter who makes the shot, it must give way.

This can be regarded as a peerless romance.

"Dao Zun broke the realm, and the name of Tai Xuan Dao Zun shocked the sky. Only such a romantic figure can match the reputation of Tai Xuan Mountain." Wan Shouyi said in a low voice. He was deeply moved.

The disciples of Taixuan Mountain are too weak to match the name of the Taoist priest today. Only a few direct disciples of the leader can do it, and there is no one in the third generation.