The terrible kendo rays of Yanjiu's pupils pierced the eyes of others.
He is the descendant of the Sword Saint Villa, and his ancestor is the legendary Sword Saint. Now, in this holy road, there are people who threaten him so much.
"Om, om..." The sword intent erupted, and nine sword lights appeared behind Yan Jiu, as if nine sharp swords were drawn out at the same time. Moreover, the sword intent in the nine sword lights were all different, as if they contained different things. Kendo will power.
Behind Yan Jiu, nine radiances soared up, and nine dazzling sword shadows appeared in the sky. Ye Futian raised his head and looked behind the opponent. From it, he faintly felt the strength of Yan Jiu's sword intent. As a top figure, everyone has extraordinary means. Nine Inheritance is in the Sword Saint Villa, and has been a sage, so naturally it is extremely powerful.
The people around were shocked. This is the Nine Swords of Heaven and Human of the Sword Saint Villa, which is infinitely powerful. It is said that Sword Saint Villa named him Yan Jiu in the past, which is the hidden meaning. I hope that Yan Jiu can completely control the Nine Heavens and Humans. The sword reproduces the glory of the Juggernaut era.
"Enclosed." Yan Jiu said coldly, and the vast and powerful people around were struggling. Now, are they fighting or retreating
"The one who starts the war is going to kill me and kill me without mercy." Ye Futian said coldly.
"Yes." His voice fell, and hundreds of powerful men behind him simultaneously drew their swords. In an instant, the sword intent enveloped the vast space and became extremely powerful. Everyone's movements were uniform, and their appeal was more powerful than that of Yan Jiu. The appeal in Feijian City is too strong.
Yan Jiu's expression was extremely sharp, his sword aura was desolate, and an extremely bright sword light bloomed behind him. One of the nine swords flew out and screamed loudly. In an instant, a terrifying sword intent flowed between the surrounding world and the earth. Pass, blend into that sword.
A terrible kendo cyclone was born, and a golden giant sword appeared above the sky, with bright lines, trying to suppress a void.
"kill."
Yan Jiu pointed his finger towards Ye Futian, and in an instant, thousands of sword intent flowed straight to Ye Futian. Everyone could feel the crazy sword air flow, and at the same time the brilliant golden sword broke. Coming from the sky, the world buzzes, this sword wants to kill everything.
"Boom."
The earth trembled suddenly, and the body of Yuan Zhan flew up in the air. The golden body was dazzling. He raised his palm and slapped it out. Suddenly there appeared a huge golden palm print in front of him, and a terrible brilliance flowed through the palm print. It seems to be able to kill everything.
All the ape races practice the eighty-one sky walking stick method, but it does not mean that the ape race can only use the sky walking stick method, and the golden giant apes have terrible attack and defense capabilities.
But even so, when the golden giant sword town was killed, the huge and incomparable big palm print split from the middle, and then shattered a little bit. However, the giant sword seemed to have lost its power. Smash directly.
"Falling mark." In the void, endless sword aura whizzed through, Yan Jiu was not broken by the attack and stopped, another sword in the nine swords whizzed out, and thousands of sword shadows were born between the heavens and the earth, like lightning strikes. Passing through the void, not only to kill the monkey war, but also to kill Ye Futian and others.
The falling mark sword, the sword falls without leaving a mark, as fast as a shadow.
Many people in the sky trembled. Yan Jiu is a descendant of the sword sage. Each of his nine swords of heaven and man contains different artistic powers, which can be called terrifying.
Yuan Zhan’s huge body trembled violently, and a layer of golden light gleamed around the body in an instant, and the falling scar sword pierced into it, but could not break its defenses. Ye Futian stood in the distance, holding the magic weapon of the sky, and instantly A terrible star brilliance appeared around the body, which turned into an indestructible star, letting the sword aura kill it.
"Boom." Yuan Zhan stepped out, his body was shattered with sword energy, his huge body seemed to have turned into golden lightning, and he went straight to Yan Jiu, extremely wild.
Ye Futian shrugged when he saw this scene. Ape Zhan joined in to help. There was no suspense in this battle.
Today, Yi Xiaoshi is also a person of top combat power, as is the one who possesses the magic weapon of the Vault of Heaven.
"Om, om..." A few streams of light came, and then Ye Futian saw the sword qi bursting into the air, and it was the other strong people of the Sword Saint Villa who were besieging him.
The Sword Saint Villa respects Yan Jiu. However, except for Yan Jiu, everyone else is not an ordinary person. They are very talented. The sharp swords they cut out are crisscrossed and turned into countless crosses, cutting the void, like a sword. It was like a net, as if no matter where he was, he would be torn to pieces by this sword net.
Ye Futian's palm stretched out, and a terrifying meteorite space suddenly appeared in front of him. When the sword light cut, the meteorite was crazily annihilated and shattered, and the incomparable sword energy crisscrossed and continued to cut towards Ye Futian at an extremely fast speed. .
"Sword formation?"
Ye Futian stepped forward, the magic weapon of Mieqiong was raised, and an astonishing aura came into being. The sky and the earth roared, Mieqiong was transformed into a hundred-meter long stick, slashing out towards the front, and in an instant, the sword net in front of him Disconnected from the middle, the sword aura of the group of people gathered again, and the screams of swords continued, but they saw the hundred-meter long stick sweeping out, covering the sky and the sun, and smoothing everything.
They flashed back, trying to avoid them, but felt a terrible pressure coming, making it difficult to move, as if their bodies were about to be crushed.
"Bang, bang, bang..." A group of figures were swept out by the long sticks, and they all flew into the distance, blood spitting out, the expression of the people on the other side changed slightly, while they were swinging their swords, but they heard the sound of clattering. The emperor vines covered the sky and covered the sun, rolling towards their bodies. They wanted to escape, but saw those vine branches and leaves crazily stretch out, directly blocking the entire space, and then wrapped their bodies, allowing them to be born incomparably. The sharp sword intent still couldn't cut any vine.
"Be honest." Yi Xiaoshi spoke lazily, and then the vines slammed into the sky, and a group of figures fell directly to the ground, vomiting blood.
After a brief confrontation, many powerful sword repairs in the Sword Saint Villa were wiped out.
How dare the followers of Yan Jiu below dare to act rashly? Yuan Zhan is enough to contend with Yan Jiu and block him. Ye Futian and Yi Xiaoshi stand in the void, they are invincible existences. What's the difference between them except for death
What's more, hundreds of sword repairers behind Ye Futian all drew their swords. As long as they dared to make a move, these people would immediately swing their swords. At that time, there was no way out.
Yan Jiu, who was in the fight, saw that the situation was not good, turned around and Yujian wanted to leave. However, how could he succeed in the war with a stick, and the void was trembling because of it. Yan Jiu had to turn around to fight, and the nine swords were all together. Out, the stick shadow was directly penetrated and broken.
But at the same time, Ye Futian stepped on Lei Ying step to block Yan Jiu's retreat, and Yi Xiaoshi also appeared in another prescription position.
The three powerhouses completely sealed Yan Jiu's body in the void.
"Om." Yan Jiu suddenly moved towards the sky, extremely fast, obviously unwilling to be trapped here.
Yuan Zhan yelled, and stepped out, the golden giant stick smashed down in the air, and many stick shadows covered the sky and blocked the way to the sky.
Yan Jiu's body traversed a gorgeous arc, and turned to Ye Futian in an instant, almost like a sword light, obviously he had already thought about it, and going up just now was just an illusion.
The light of the soul of life shines, blends with the nine swords, transforms into nine incomparably bright sword intents, and kills towards Ye Futian's body. Above the sky, there is an endless stream of swordsmanship, which transforms into nine different sword intents, killing Xiang Ye Futian's body wanted to make a way directly, and those who stood in the way died.
Ye Futian's expression suddenly became dignified, all the nine swords were divine weapons, spitting out a terrifying light, and coming from killing, the descendant of the Sword Saint Villa was obviously moved with real anger.
The surrounding terrifying star storm was born. Ye Futian held the magic weapon for the sky, danced like a streamer, and blasted a stick toward the void. The sky and the earth trembled violently. This stick swept out, but it was not for attack. But to gain momentum.
At this time, Ye Futian's movements were very fast and seemed to be very slow. There was a special rhythm. The crowd only saw his body whirling and the long sticks continuously splitting out. The momentum was superimposing crazily, but the sticks did not completely explode. come out.
"Boom." In an extremely short moment, Ye Futian blasted out the four sticks, and an extremely terrifying trend came together. Then, the fifth stick burst out, like a real dragon roaring, and the world changed color, almost at the same time, nine The sword light came to kill, and gave birth to an unparalleled sword light, killing everything, and colliding with the terrifying wave erupting from the sky, forming two shocking air currents.
Yan Jiu's nine swords of heaven and man exploded at the same time, so powerful, but even so, it was still blocked by this stick.
At this moment, the attacks of Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi also arrived. Yan Jiu yelled, and Jiu Jian flew back towards the back and the sky above him to kill and flew away, piercing Ye Futian with icy eyes like sharp swords. To be a terrible kendo will, indifferent to the extreme.
An extremely violent air current attacked, how did Yan Jiu’s hasty attack withstand the attacks of Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi, his body was directly shocked to vomit blood, and then Yi Xiaoshi’s golden vines were like a long whip Hit him and knock him out.
Ye Futian stepped forward and saw that Yan Jiu's eyes were cold when he was blasted in his direction. He blasted a stick without any pity.
"Bang..." With a loud bang, this stick directly shook Yan Jiu's bones and spit out blood. His body was floating, supported by sword energy and did not fall. Seeing Ye Futian walking towards him, Yan Jiu looked like 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 powers treat him, high above him, overlooking him, and treating him as a prey.
At this moment, he is a hunter, and Yan Jiu is a prey.
"Holy Order." Ye Futian said coldly, with only two words.
Yan Jiu held the storage ring and threw it at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian intruded into it with spiritual power, and he saw the ten thousand holy orders in it, and glanced at Yan Jiu. The other party did not speak, but looked at him indifferently.
He naturally understands what Yan Jiu is thinking. He must be extremely unwilling. But as he said, Yan Jiu has no choice but to do it. Yan Jiu clearly understands what the situation is now.
Everyone in the sky was speechless, and Yan Jiu's holy order was taken away.
"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 only to snatch his holy order, then it is a grievance between him and Yan Jiu. It is impossible for Sword Saint Villa to interfere in the affairs of the younger generation.
The group of people directly turned and left, looking at their whistling and leaving, many people in Feijian City had their eyes fixed there. After a glance at Yan Jiu, they saw that the people in the Sword Saint Villa below were all injured and came to Yan. Gathering around Jiu's body, his expressions were extremely embarrassed.
To them today, it is simply a shame.
"This debt will be recovered after leaving the holy road." Yan Jiu turned to Yujian and left. The holy road is not the focus of this trip. The nine holy roads who came out of the holy road gathered together and came to the foot of the holy road palace. At that time, he would make Ye Futian pay the most painful price.
Half an hour later, a place in Feijian City, endless sword intent flowed crazily, converging in one direction.
There, a huge kendo figure appeared. This huge figure was transparent and illusory. It was cast by a sword. The endless sword energy flowed around the phantom figure, with an extremely terrifying artistic conception.
At this moment, in the center of this figure, a one-armed figure stood quietly, with endless sword intent centered on his body, flowing towards him, it was Ye Futian.
The rest of the sword repairmen who followed Ye Futian felt the flow of sword intent under the ruins, faintly admiring Ye Wuchen, they naturally felt that this is the purest kendo inheritance, and it is simply a treasure for Jian Xiu, Ye Wu Dust will inevitably change this time.
For him, Ye Futian snatched the ruins from Yan Jiu, the descendant of the Sword Saint Villa, and the friendship between them might be extraordinary.
Ye Futian stood in front of the ruins. He didn't come forward to feel it. He didn't repair the sword. He looked at the quiet and sentimental figure, hoping Wuchen could make a breakthrough this time. It was not far from the opening of the holy road!