Chapter 1100: Sword Cultivation Sword Seven (Part 2)

Two sisters, Yan Qingyi, are the daughters of Prince Yan.

Kaihuang and Lin Ya are the first disciples of the Juque Sword Sect and Fenglei Sword Sect in Yan County.

No one can bear his sword.

For a moment, the vast space suddenly became quiet.

Yanjun Jianxiu, his heart was shaking, his eyes were like sharp swords, and he shot straight at Ye Futian.

Before, the Storm Swordsman deliberately introduced Ye Futian, saying that he defeated Nie Yun with one sword. Many people thought that Ye Futian must be extraordinary, and King Yan also thought so.

However, Ye Futian's Taoist battle was just empty talk, but he didn't play, so everyone didn't take him seriously, especially those arrogant words, which seemed more like a madman who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

But now, he has finally drawn his sword.

One sword and one person.

In previous Dao battles, it wasn't that he didn't use his sword, but that no one was qualified to let him use his sword.

Therefore, he bypassed the dao battle and directly asked Jian Dali, the number one kendo holy place, Jianshan.

In the distance, the Blaster Sword Master stood there, staring at the figure standing proudly in the void, that handsome figure, every wisp of sword intent on his body seemed to be the pride carved into his bones, the pride of sword cultivators.

Perhaps, this is the real Jian Qi, an extremely pure sword cultivator who came out of the Hidden Sword Mountain Range. What he pursues is only the way of the sword. He doesn't care about other people's opinions, he only cares about his sword.

Therefore, he did not follow Dali's rules to challenge on the Taoist platform, just because in his eyes, no one was worthy of his sword in the Taoist battle.

Beside the Kuangfeng Sword Saint, Huanxue was speechless for a moment when he saw the brilliant sword lights before.

"Since you have this way of swordsmanship, why didn't you make a move before?" Huan Xue whispered, still seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Geniuses are mostly paranoid and lonely. A true peerless person is qualified to break all rules." The Wind Sword Master whispered: "Perhaps, he is such a person."

If Ye Futian heard the words of the Kuangfeng Sword Saint, he might feel emotional. The image he created seems to be very successful, at least in the eyes of the Kuangfeng Sword Saint, this is the sword seven he wants to let the people of Dali see.

A peerless swordsman who is arrogant, arrogant and paranoid, and doesn't take anyone seriously.

In the world of Jianqi, there are no big figures who are high above, there are no rules, only swords.

Dali Guoshi personally ordered to recruit Tianjiao from the lower realms, and the disciples of the Guoshi came from the lower realms. King Li summoned the strong men from the nine counties to gather in Liwang Palace. The Dali Dynasty, of course, could tolerate such a paranoid but peerless swordsman.

"You all retreat." An elder in Jianshan said to the people of Yan County. Suddenly, the king of Yan County and all the sword cultivators retreated to the side, but there was still one person.

The Ziwei Sword Sect, Li Hanxing, who has been accepted as a disciple by Jianshan, is ranked third in this Dao battle.

"Do you think that in the land of Dali Nine Counties, no one is worthy of your sword, so you didn't participate in the Dao battle and asked about Jianshan?" The sword master of Jianshan looked at Ye Futian and said.

"Yes." Ye Futian nodded.

"However, your few sword strikes just now are still not enough, not enough for the disciples of Jianshan to use their swords." The sword master stared at Ye Futian and said, wanting to directly break the rules, so he showed the strength to break the rules.

When his voice fell, Li Hanxing stepped towards Ye Futian.

He is also a member of the Nine Counties of Dali, Ye Futian said that no one is worthy of his sword.

Glancing at Li Hanxing, Ye Futian sensed the sword intent on the opponent's body. Ye Futian looked forward to Zuo Zhengdao and Qin Cang of Shangqin County, and said, "I said before, no one is worthy of my sword in this Dao battle, but Since you want to see my sword, then the three of you can do it together."

Everyone heard him speechless for a while.

The three people he mentioned are naturally the three strongest in this Taoist battle.

Shangqin Qincang, Dongyang Zuozhengdao, Yanjun Li Hanxing.

The three top figures who comprehend the meaning of Dao, the three most powerful people under the holy realm.

At this moment, Ye Futian still said that they were not worthy of his sword, and asked the three of them to work together.

However, just because of his arrogance, countless people ignited their blood again. They thought that the Taoist battle was over when Qin Cang was invincible in the nine counties of Dali.

Who would have thought that an unknown sword cultivator, Jian Qi, would be in the world and ask Jian Jianshan.

Qin Cang, Zuo Zhengdao, and Li Hanxing all stared at Ye Futian. The three of them have proved that they are the strongest three in Dali on the Taoist stage.

And at this moment, Ye Futian walked out, wanting to step on them to prove his unparalleled talent?

Both Qin Cang and Zuo Zhengdao stepped forward, but they didn't make a move. They just stared forward, with the flow of Taoism in their bodies, extremely tyrannical.

Li Hanxing stepped in the void, and a sword appeared in his hand. The starlight shone, illuminating the void. With his body as the center, the sword intent circled the sky, and the Dao intent flowed. There seemed to be countless stars and sword lights heading towards Ye Futian's body, like a meteor. The sword made a whistling tearing sound in the void.

Ye Futian's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at him, and there was an astonishing flow of sword intent on him, as well as the flow of dao intent.

"Interesting." King Li laughed softly. At this moment, Jian Qi released his Dao intention, as if those Yan County sword cultivators were not worthy at all.

Behind Ye Futian, there seemed to be a sun shining brightly, as hot as the sun, and a sword that refined the flames of the sun appeared in front of him, swallowing out the meaning of burning everything.

The next moment, ice enveloped the sky, and a sword of ice soul appeared one after another.

After that, the storm raged, the void made a sharp sound, and the sword of the storm was born.

The thunder shines like the light of doomsday, and the sword of thunder appears.

Afterwards, the epee of the stars shone, overwhelming the world.

Five swords were born together, lined up, suspended in front of Ye Futian.

The sword cultivators of Yan County trembled again, and the pupils of the Kuangfeng Sword Master shrank. When he was in Yan County Prince's Mansion, Ye Futian once said that Yanyang, Ice Soul, Storm, Thunder...there is no sword that cannot be repaired.

Those wild words are not false words.

Seeing this scene, Li Hanxing's face also changed slightly. His figure flashed, like a shooting star, the sword came out, and the meteor sword rained down, killing Ye Futian.

"Yanyang." Ye Futian's will was in harmony with the sky and the earth. With a move of his mind, the Yanyang sword came out. It seemed that there were rounds of sun rays shining between the sky and the earth, swallowing all the stars in the sky. In an instant, the sword rain in the sky turned into a sea of ​​​​flames.

The sword moved forward all the way, broke through the sword rain, and killed Li Hanxing.

The Endless Sword Yu turned into a sword, hit the Yanyang Sword, penetrated into it, and wanted to destroy it.

"Ice Soul." The second sword came out, and the intention of ice seemed to freeze the soul of others. The sword of Ice Soul moved forward all the way, and the flow of the sword seemed to slow down. Li Hanxing's body was covered with a layer of frost.

Li Hanxing's body whirled, cutting out a brilliant meteor sword light, and the endless sword intent in the sky turned into an incomparably bright light, breaking through everything.

Ye Futian still stood there quietly, waving his palms, and suddenly the two swords of Storm and Thunder came out, cutting the void, the sword of Storm cut off Li Hanxing's kendo directly, and when the sword of Thunder arrived, Li Hanxing's face turned pale.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, his body seemed to explode, and the thunder light engulfed his body. At this moment, the expression of the strong Ziwei Sword Sect changed.

However, Ye Futian's sword didn't destroy Li Hanxing, it just knocked him back and flew into the distance, spitting out blood.

Ye Futian, on the other hand, did not move from beginning to end.

At this time, Zuo Zhengdao's body moved, and his body turned into a flaming golden radiance, like a god of war, moving towards Ye Futian's body, as fast as lightning, and there was an extremely fierce Taoism all over his body Meaning, want to break everything.

The four swords came together, but Zuo Zhengdao didn't retreat in the slightest, and turned into golden lightning, traveling through the void.

When the sword arrived, Taoism collided, and the void oscillated, Zuo Zhengdao was like a real God of War. The sword did not break his body, but he directly resisted Ye Futian's sword.

Countless people were excited by this scene, maybe Zuo Zhengdao could fight Ye Futian.

But at this time, Ye Futian's body finally moved, he stepped out, and the void seemed to tremble, overwhelming the sky.

Everyone saw Ye Futian holding the sword in both hands, descending from the sky, the epee fell down, and the sky and the earth roared.

Feeling the coercion, Zuo Zhengdao finally changed his face, he shouted angrily, turned into a golden God of War, and continued to charge into the void.

Ye Futian's sword arrives.

"boom."

A dull sound came out, without any suspense, Zuo Zhengdao's body fell from the void.

"Boom..." The platform vibrated, and Zuo Zhengdao's body hit it directly. It felt as if his internal organs had been shattered, and blood continued to overflow from his mouth.

Qin Cang stepped on the Void Step, and his body disappeared directly from the spot. The next moment, Qin Cang's figure appeared above Ye Futian's body, his palm slapped out, and a palm print directly bombarded him from the air.

Ye Futian slid his palm across, using his hand instead of a sword, and chopped the palm print into pieces.

However, Qin Cang's figure disappeared immediately, appeared in another direction, and was bombarded by another palm print.

Just for a moment, everyone saw Qin Cang's figure everywhere in the void, and every palm print was like the palm print of the great way, splitting the void and smashing towards Ye Futian.

"The return of the sword." Ye Futian was surrounded by infinite sword intent, destroying everything.

The next moment, his body whirled, and in an instant, endless sword lights roared out at the same time, covering the vast void, and the sword lights were everywhere.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The large palm print in the void was torn apart crazily. At this moment, the sword intent was all over the sky, as if no matter how Qin Cang avoided it, he had to resist his sword.

The aura on his body is surging, the avenues are aligned, and the palm prints are cracked, blasting towards the killing sword intent, smashing it.

However, the next moment, he saw an afterimage and an extremely blazing sword intent.

He roared, and his palms swept out like mountains and seas, but he saw a sword, cut the void, and directly shattered the palm prints. The sword light swallowed him, his face was horrified, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole body seemed to be suffocated.

The sword light flashed in front of him, time and space seemed to stand still, Qin Cang's body trembled slightly, he stretched out his trembling hand, and touched the center of his eyebrows, there was a shallow bloodstain from top to bottom.

However, that sword did not cut off.

Glancing at the blood on his fingertips, Qin Cang raised his head and looked at Ye Futian. He thought that he was the invincible person under the Great Leaving Saint Realm, and he also proved himself in the road war.

However, there is a peerless sword cultivator in the world.

"It's true that no one in the nine counties can bear your sword." Qin Cang turned around and walked away, feeling a little lonely.

At this moment, countless eyes stared at the handsome sword cultivator in the void.

One sword is bright and cold, and there is no one in the nine counties of Dali.

Ye Futian didn't care about the eyes of the world, looked in the direction of Jianshan, and said: "Jianxiu Jianqi, ask for advice on Jianshan's swordsmanship."

Jianxiu Jianqi, as if in his eyes, only the sword!