The Legend of Futian Chapter 1041: The strongest battle under the saint

The Thirty-Three Heavens of Lihentian, also known as the outer sky, misty clouds and mists, just like the land of sword immortal cultivation.

Mou Chuan sits in front of the palace, his eyes closed tightly, his robe flutters with the wind, his style is outstanding, like a person outside the world.

In the body around Zuochuan, strands of sword intent flowed around his body, forming a terrible aura around his body. At this moment, when Ye Futian looked towards Zuochuan, a faint burst was born. Illusion, as if what he saw was not a person, but a sword.

He is one with the highway, and although he is sitting there peacefully, he is more dangerous than anyone else.

Wang Chuan, the first person with talent in swordsmanship of Li Heng Tian, ​​the most sage, kills all the powers from the emperor with one sword.

At this time, he was sitting on the 33rd Heaven, waiting for Ye Futian to arrive.

In the other direction, above the steep sword-like ancient peak, there is a towering palace. On the edge, one person stands with his hand holding his hand, bowing his head and calmly looking down into the sky.

Lihen Sword Master, personally watch the battle.

In the void, a Qingluan holy beast was suspended in the sky. Xia Qingyu stood on Qingluan and looked down quietly. She witnessed Ye Futian and the others ascending to the 33rd Heaven. Until this moment, Ye Futian was still Not shot.

Ye Wuchen urges the emperor to consume too much sword intent, otherwise, he alone can also set foot on the 33rd Heaven of Lihentian Sword Dao, but after his battle with Lu Cheng, his own mental strength is difficult to sustain , Yu Sheng took over his position and walked all the way, no one can stop, a group of five people came here.

This scene seems to be a bit familiar, just like when they hit the nine heavens of the Jiutian Daochang, they were like a broken bamboo.

However, the sword cultivators in the Li Hate Heaven, especially the sword practitioners in the eleventh heaven, are much stronger than the Ninth Heaven. After all, Pei Qianying is just one of the disciples of the eleventh heaven in Li Heng, but today Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and Ye Wuchen were also much stronger than they were in the past.

In front of Ye Futian and the others, a group of Jianxiu stood there, blocking the path of Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, and they were swept all the way to here. It was obviously not very attractive to Li Hentian, especially today Li Hen Under the circumstances where the Sword Master personally witnessed, Li Hentian was easily pierced by people, as if it really confirmed Ye Futian's words that there is no one under Li Hentian.

For the rest of his life, he stepped forward, the ground vibrated, and he walked towards the digital sword repairman.

This is a sword repair in the thirty-third layer of Li Hentian. Anyone is the top sword repair in the sage realm. The sword intent on them is obviously stronger than the opponents they have encountered before.

At this moment, one person shot, and a sword was shot towards Yusheng, and a sword shot out, and a thunder and explosion sounded from the sky and the earth, like a rock and a shock, shattering people's spiritual will.

This sword is like a avenue of thunder, with the speed of lightning, and the overbearing destructive power of thunder, like a terrible kendo catastrophe. A terrible purple mark appeared in the void, slashing towards Yu Sheng’s burly body, in Yu Sheng’s mind In the middle, it seemed that a sword light appeared, trying to cut his spirit will.

For the rest of his life, the light of the Buddha and the demon flowed, the golden body was immortal, and the horrible sword light slashed, and a loud rumbling sound was heard, and the defenses stronger than the rest of his life appeared cracks, but his body was not Unaffected, continue to move forward.

The roaring sound came out, like the sound of a great road. This world turned into a devastating kendo space, and the endless sword light blasted towards Yu Sheng's body. At this time, Yu Sheng only felt that he was in the doomsday sword light, and his spiritual will seemed to be too. To be overwhelmed by Kendo.

A stream of destruction flowed up his body, the golden body was shattered, but there was still a terrible dark golden light flowing on his body. When the terrifying swordsmanship hit his body, it was swallowed a little bit. Demonize.

"Boom." There was a loud noise, and the rest of my life continued to move forward, like a devil, suffocating people.

The sword repairing body in front spins, and the light of the doomsday annihilates the void. In an instant, there is no idea how much sword intent is born between the world and the earth. Since the rest of his life is about to swallow the demonization, he let the rules of kendo break the limit of his physical body until Destroyed within.

He wants to see how strong this domineering body can withstand kendo.

"Bang." There was another loud noise, the space was shaking, and the rest of my life took a step forward again, the magical power bloomed in his eyes, and Jianxiu felt only a terrible pressure, as if with his With the body as the center, a statue of a demon appeared, and he was no longer a man, but a demon.

The Jianxiu's face changed slightly. At this moment, there seemed to be a terrifying demon statue around him. For the rest of his life, he stepped out again, and the demon statue burst out of the dark thunder sword of destruction, as if he was dealing with it before. Yu Sheng's attack was demonized by Yu Sheng, and even after being integrated into the power of the magic way, it seemed to be more destructive.

The world is dim, like a real doomsday sword robbery.

His expression changed slightly, against his own strength, his sword aura continued to be vertical and horizontal, but it was difficult to cut off. In front of him, a large palm print of Buddha and demon covering the sky and the sun crushed the void, blasted down, all living beings crawled, and the swordsmanship collapsed. Collapsed.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and his body was suppressed naturally, and he blasted to the ground. The whole body seemed to be torn, blood stained and horrible.

However, the sword repairmen who followed continued to kill, without the slightest fear, even if they knew that they would lose, they would still fight.

Li Hentian thirty-three heaven, they are the holy sword repairers standing at the highest point, they retreat, who will fight.

Ye Futian did not look below, but stepped forward, alone, towards Jian Xiu sitting on the edge of the palace, Ye Futian felt a breath from Zuochuan's body, and stepped into the holy path with one foot Breath.

On that day, Wang Chuan brought his sword to the 33rd Heaven and cut away from the powers of the emperor with a single sword. He felt that Wang Chuan had indeed reached the extreme of the holy. This limit meant that he was extremely close to the holy. Tao.

Perhaps, there is only a thin line, from Wang Chuan, he can already feel a ray of holy power.

After the first battle outside the Summer Palace, many people in Xiahuangjie said that Wangchuan was the first person under Xiahuangjie’s sage, guessing that he could set foot on the 33rd heaven, but he would be broken here. , Lost in the hands of Zuochuan.

Although the ending will not be like this, Wang Chuan's strength and character are far beyond what Pei Qianying and Lu Cheng can compare.

At this moment, Wang Chuan opened his eyes and looked at Ye Futian. His eyes contained a terrifying sword intent. When he looked at Ye Futian, Ye Futian suddenly felt that the sword intent pierced the pupil directly. In, he wanted to pierce his spiritual will, but he still stood steadily, and his eyes were directly at the opponent.

An extremely depressive aura enveloped this space. Before Zuo Chuan really made a move, Ye Futian felt that he was already in a devastating sword intent. This sword intent was everywhere, bringing the surrounding The space is wrapped, stabs his body madly, his spiritual will.

White hair flying, clothes hunting, making a sharp and piercing sound, it was full of holes in an instant.

Ye Futian continued to step forward, as if not disturbed by the sword intent, and walked towards Wangchuan.

He wanted to see if this sage's extreme, only one step away from the sage, could threaten him.

Every step taken, the sword intent is increasing crazily, enough to tear everything to pieces. If it weren't for Ye Futian but a pinnacle sage character, I'm afraid it has turned into endless fragments at this moment.

Mou Chuan looked as usual, calm to the extreme, as if it didn't seem to be facing a threatening battle.

In front of him, there is a peerless evildoer known as Jiu Zhou Wushuang. Even after stepping into the upper realm, he is still peerless and graceful, which the Emperor Xia and the princess value.

In this battle, he does not seek victory or defeat, but only seeks a clear sword heart and perfect kendo.

"Sword." Mouchuan spit out a word, the first word the two met, there was no extra words.

The sound fell, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, the sword of heaven and earth, above the sky, countless swords descended, surrounding his body, clamoring loudly, magnificent.

"Leave."

A word fell again, and the sword of thousands broke through the air in an instant, cut through the air, and separated from the gods.

The sword of the heavens, like a river of heaven, is like a river of heaven. Each of these thousands of swords is like a sacred weapon, tearing the void, slashing the soul, and truly contains a sword of holy power.

Over Ye Futian's body, there was a devastating tribulation light. With his body as the center, it was like a doomsday. Thousands of tribulation lights erupted at the same time, and each tribulation light was like a sword, and the killer Sword Intent Collision~IndoMTL.com~ Sword Intent and Jieguang burst and destroy wildly, and a shocking scene appeared between the two of them.

The sword intent is not extinguished, and the calamity light is not extinguished. Ye Futian, carrying the Doomsday Tribulation, continues to move forward towards Wangchuan, like walking in the infinite sword intent, like a god.

Zuo Chuan saw Ye Futian move forward step by step, his body slowly floated up, and then his legs crossed there stood straight. Like Ye Futian, he also stepped forward and walked towards Ye Futian. The two didn't seem to be fighting.

But every step of the way, the destructive power of birth is enough to wipe out the sages under the holy realm, and the two of them seem to have turned into an absolute forbidden place.

Jie Guang and Jian Guang crazily entangled and collided, without any swordsmanship, magical powers, only the simplest confrontation.

Mou Chuan's whole body is full of flawless sword light, as if his whole person has been integrated into thousands of sword intents, and he has entered a state of profound communication. In this state, Ye Futian actually felt pressure, and he had an illusion. At this time, what he faced was not a character in the half-step holy realm, but a true saint.

"With the sword of three thousand transformations." Wang Chuan uttered a voice, his voice fell, and the sword light from the heavens merged into his body. His whole body was brighter, like an illusion, as if it was no longer a substance, but Sword body.

Thousands of sword light dissipated, and all of them merged into Wang Chuan's body, but the sword intent lingering in the heavens and the earth was several times stronger than before, as if a qualitative change had taken place.

The Jieguang around Ye Futian's body was actually suppressed. Dao pressure rules. Under Sword Dao, no rules exist.

Muochuan borrowed three thousand swords to transform the Tao.

At this time, Wang Chuan represents Kendo.

Take people as swords and Tao.

He continued to move forward, his sword intent pierced into Ye Futian's body, as if to break his body and cut off his spiritual will!

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