The Legend of Futian Chapter 1042: Lend you a sword

Ye Futian stood there, he was in the storm of sword intent, his endless sword intent penetrated his body, and even his spiritual will seemed to be in the sword intent of Lihen.

At this moment, he felt a sense of deja vu, just like when he had undergone a medicinal bath and endured the pain of a thousand catastrophes. At that time, he nearly collapsed many times and reached a critical point.

Jiang Sheng's medicated bath for him is always breaking the limit. The physical body and the spiritual will bear the limit, making it infinitely close to the catastrophe of the holy way.

And today, Zuo Chuan actually gave him a similar feeling. It can be seen that Zuo Chuan's sword intent is also infinitely close to the level of the holy path, and the holy realm is one step away.

However, since he had withstood the medicated bath at the beginning, the sword intent of today can't really shake him.

Not enough.

In my mind, the storm of tribulation made by spiritual will also seemed to become stronger. His body roared and his body was radiant, as if the avenue was homophonic. Ye Futian's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he was about to pierce the avenue. Before, he wanted to see how strong Zuochuan's limit was and whether he could shake him.

Such an opponent, maybe Xia Huangjie in the Holy Realm is very difficult to meet except Xia Qingyu.

Zuo Chuan also looked at Ye Futian, his body inherited the Dao. Ye Futian's realm was far from his level, but he was able to withstand the attack of the Dao with a flesh and blood body. Only for this, it was difficult for Xia Huangjie. When he found the second person, he didn't know whether Xia Qingyu could do it, because he had never played against it.

But he still feels like water, every step he takes, the sword intent becomes stronger, and the space between the two creates a terrifying storm, and the sharp howling sound is even a little harsh.

Mou Chuan's palm stretched out, he looked straight ahead, the endless sword intent condensed in front of his palm, where a sword seemed to be born little by little.

"Through the Dao to transform a sword, if you can bear this sword, under the holy realm, no one can defeat you." Mou Chuan said, the sword in his palm gradually condensed into shape, the meaning of swordsmanship. Piercing the void, Ye Futian faintly felt that his body was tearing apart. At this moment, the pressure he was under surpassed the medicated bath training in the past.

This should be the so-called sacred ultimate. The people of Xiahuangjie claimed that Wang Chuan had the strength of the sacred ultimate, but it was not a lie. He did have this qualification.

The only pity is that Wang Chuan met himself. Even though he was the ultimate under the sage, he still had no one under the sage.

This space seems to be solidified, and everything seems to stop flowing. This is Ye Futian's regular power affecting this space. However, it still has not been able to stop the flow of sword intent. The opponent's sword intent, in He is above the rule level.

Ye Futian's palm also stretched out, regularized halberds, the whole body was radiant, from the long sacrifice, the coercion of destroying everything was swallowed.

Wao Chuan waited until Ye Futian's halberd was condensed and formed, and he took out his sword.

With a simple sword, his whole person seems to be integrated with the sword. This sword is the real sword.

A brilliant sword light appeared between the sky and the earth, and the surrounding airflow was shattering, and everything turned into nothingness.

There is a real sense of suffocation in the space, one sword is born, the world is destroyed, and only this one sword.

At this time, Ye Futian's body is overwhelming. Even though his realm is not as good as Wangchuan, he has never realized the power of Dao, but when he stepped on the previous step, he continued the trend of terror. Above his body, the light of rules flowed into the halberd. in.

Seeing the opponent's sword, his halberd pierced straight forward, with radiant brilliance flowing. Under this devastating sword intent, a whirlpool black spot appeared. Every minute the halberd advances, the general momentum Stronger.

No matter how strong your kendo is, I will break it by myself.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, the two of them only broke out this attack in the true sense. They are already figures standing at the pinnacle of the Holy Realm. One person repairs the sword, the other repairs the halberd, and all of their cultivation can be integrated. Among them, it is turned into a sword and a halberd, and there is no need for any complicated means.

So, from start to finish, one blow is enough.

The sword and the halberd collided, thousands of swords turned into words, and the halberd was torn every inch.

Under the halberd, the kendo collapsed, and the sword shattered likewise.

The terrifying storm runs through the bodies of the two of them. If they are only the top sages of the 33rd world, they will all be torn and shattered, but their bodies are still moving forward. Chuan refers to the sword, and after the halberd is broken, Ye Futian blasts out with a fist of flesh and blood, and the world roars.

The fist and the fingers collided in an instant. At this moment, on Ye Futian's arm, there was endless sword intent wandering through from the fist, and his body burst out with kendo brilliance. Similarly, the fist broke through the opponent. The fingertips blasted into Zuochuan's body, making a violent roar.

There was a dull sound, and the two men's movements seemed to be still. The rest of the life below had ended the battle before then. Everyone looked at the sky above the battlefield, watching the two still figures.

The situation at this moment seems a bit weird, Ye Futian's body is strangely flowing with sword aura, passing through his body, but the sword intent on Wang Chuan's body has disappeared at this moment.

Who wins and who loses?

The destructive airflow surrounding the two of them finally dissipated, and a terrible luster flowed on Ye Futian's body, and a thunderous sound was emitted from his body. Finally, the sword intent completely dissipated and disappeared.

As if not hurt by sword intent.

The gray hair is flying in the sky, his eyes are still awake, staring at the river in front of him.

"Cough..." Mouchuan coughed, and then blood oozes from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, Jian Xiu's heart trembled violently, his face pale as paper.

Brother, did you lose?

The first person under the sage of Li Heng Tian, ​​with unparalleled kendo talent. The elders of Li Heng Tian said that under the holy realm, Wang Chuan is one person.

Now, there is blood overflowing from his mouth, and his breath is rapidly weakening, as if he has become sluggish, even his body seems to be squatting.

This kind of feeling is like a moment, from transcendence to sacredness, and then to the mundane.

Mou Chuan turned around and stepped in the air. His steps were very slow and not very large, as if he had completely transformed into a mortal man, where there is still the spirit of transcending the sky before.

Walking to the palace gate, sitting down where he was before, Wang Chuan closed his eyes.

There is no doubt that he lost.

He has entered the semi-sacred realm and has almost enlightened him, but he has not been able to destroy Ye Futian. However, the attack of the other party has severely damaged him. At this time, his internal organs are shaking, and there are not many injuries in his body. The breath weakened so far.

Muo Chuan echoed his own path of practice at this time. He became famous when he was young. Since entering Lihentian, he has been attracting attention. He went straight up all the way to the 33rd heaven and worshipped Lihen sword master.

Five years ago, he entered the realm of a superior virtuous monarch. At that time, Li Hentian had few rivals.

Two years ago, he was completely defeated by all the people under Hate Heaven, and few even allowed him to make a second sword.

At that time, he was hailed as the ultimate under the holy.

But he knows that now he is the ultimate under the Holy Land, and he is really only one step away from the Holy Land.

He knows very clearly that if he goes all the way, even if there is no Ye Futian, one day it will be a matter of course and break into the Holy Path, and it will be the same for defeating Ye Futian today.

Ye Futian didn’t appear in Shangjietian for a long time, but his reputation was so great that Emperor Xia and Xia Qingyu both valued it. The Xiao clan fought, and Li Heng Tian Jian Xiu had no one to fight. Zuo Chuan was there. Knowing that Ye Futian would be a rare opponent, and he might even lose.

However, he still invites Ye Futian to fight on the 33rd Heaven. If Ye Futian fights the 33rd Heaven all the way, sweeps the Lihentian Jianxiu, and even defeats him, what will the Lihentian Jianxiu do? how is it?

Whether because of this, the sword's heart is damaged and the sword is lacking.

Just now, he was defeated and his heart was shaken. With a semi-sacred state, he couldn't shake Ye Futian, so he couldn't shake his mood.

People in the world will know about this defeat and reputation damage. How can they not be affected?

There is no one under Li Heng Tian Sheng, the first holy place of swordsmanship in Xia Huangjie, and after today, because of him, how can it not affect Dao Xin.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and thought. For a moment, countless thoughts came up in his mind.

Sword practice is to cultivate one's name, profit, or mind.

"If you are deceived by it, cut it with one sword." Above the Void Absolute Peak Palace, the voice of Lihen Sword Master rang out, and Wuchuan's heart trembled. He thought of the sword he had cultivated, and thought of the teacher's His many teachings.

Fame, fortune, prestige, all kinds of clouds in the world, all are like clouds, and who can be undefeated.

Mou Chuan raised his head, looked at the sword master of Lihen, and smiled: "Teacher, I understand."

After that, he raised his head to look at the void. At this moment, the already weakened breath suddenly became extremely strong, the sword of the moment, the sword intent was above the nine heavens.

He sits there, his body is straight, and the voice from his mouth comes out: "After today, there will be one less fame and fortune in the world, and above the swordsmanship, there is me."

If you fail, you will become enlightened.

Above the sky, a great sword and robbery descended from the sky, and in an instant, the clouds moved in the sky, and the sky changed.

"Holy Tribulation." Ye Futian raised his head to look at the sky, with waves in his heart. They set foot on Lihentian and penetrated the 33rd heaven. However, Zuochuan took advantage of the momentum to enter the holy way, and his mood was sublimated.

Wang Chuan, enter the Tao with defeat.

At this moment, Ye Futian felt a sense of absurdity, as if he was struggling.

"Thank you." At this time ~IndoMTL.com~Mou Chuan looked straight ahead and looked at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian's expression is more complicated, not just him, even those sword repairs in the 33rd heaven.

Brother Wuchuan, are you using yourself as a mirror?

At this moment, a straight gaze shot towards Ye Futian and the others, Ye Futian seemed to feel a little bit, and looked up at the void, and Li Henjian looked at them.

The master of the sword of Li Hen glanced at Ye Futian. With this look, Ye Futian only felt as if he had been seen through by the other party, seeing his inner doubts and struggles.

Then, the Sword Master Lihen looked at Ye Wuchen behind him again. Above the sky, a sword fell from the sky and fell down, shooting straight at Ye Wuchen.

This sword blooms on the body of the sword master Zili Hate.

Ye Futian's expression changed in shock, he turned around in amazement to look at Ye Wuchen, and saw that the sword directly penetrated Ye Wuchen's body. For a moment, Ye Wuchen's whole body was surrounded by an incomparable sword intent.

The sword seems to have entered the body.

Ye Wuchen's body seemed to be torn apart, his sword intent bloomed crazily, and strands of terrifying sword intent hovered around him. At this time, he closed his eyes and let the sword intent raging in his body. The sword intent on his body is getting stronger and stronger.

Until, kendo sublimates and breaks into the top grade.

Opening his eyes, Ye Wuchen seemed to have a sword intent in his gaze. He raised his head to look at the sword master Lihen above the sky, his expression was equally complicated.

"Your sword heart is pure, lend you a sword." The voice of the lord of Lihen sword fell from the sky with a faint voice.

Ye Futian turned around and looked towards Lihen Sword Master, with a faint sense of shame in his eyes, and then saw him bow and bow to the void, then turned and said: "Go down the mountain."

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