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- Two sisters, Yan Qingyi, are the daughters of King Yanjun.
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.
In just a split second, the vast space suddenly fell silent.
Yanjun Jianxiu, his heart was shaken, his eyes were like sharp swords, and he shot straight at Ye Futian.
Before, the Kuangfeng Sword Master 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 finally drew his sword.
One sword, 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 Jianshan, the first holy place of sword dao in Dali.
In the distance, the Gale Sword Master stood there, staring at the figure standing proudly in the void, that handsome figure, every ray of sword intent on his body seemed to be the pride engraved in the bone, 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, 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 is worthy of his sword in the Taoist battle.
Beside the Gale 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.
"Most geniuses are paranoid and lonely. A true peerless person is qualified to break all rules." The Storm Sword Master whispered: "Perhaps, he is such a person."
If Ye Futian heard the words of the Kuangfeng Swordsman, he might feel emotional. The image he created seems to be very successful, at least in the eyes of the Kuangfeng Swordsman, this is the sword seven he wants to let the people of Dali see.
A peerless swordsman who is arrogant, arrogant to paranoid, and doesn't take anyone seriously.
In the world of Jianqi, there are no those high-ranking big shots, there are no rules, only swords.
The Dali National Master personally ordered to recruit the Tianjiao from the lower realm, and the disciples of the National Teacher came from the lower realm. The King Li summoned the strong men from the nine counties to gather in the Li Palace. The Dali Dynasty, of course, can tolerate such a paranoid but peerless swordsman.
"You all retreat." An elder in Jianshan said to the people of Yan County, and the king of Yan County immediately retreated with all the sword cultivators, but there was still one person.
Li Hanxing, the Ziwei Sword Sect who has been accepted as a disciple by Jianshan, is ranked third in this Taoist battle.
"Do you think that no one in Dali Nine Counties is worthy of your sword, so you didn't participate in the Dao battle, so you 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 from the nine counties of Dali, Ye Futian said, no one is worthy of him to use the 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, and Yanjun Li Hanxing.
The three top figures who comprehend the meaning of the Tao, 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, because of his arrogance, countless people ignited their blood again. They thought that the Taoist war 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 stepped 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 ahead, with the flow of Taoism in their bodies, extremely tyrannical.
&nIn an instant, his body was spinning, 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 big 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 evaded, he had to resist his sword.
The aura in his body was surging, the avenues were aligned, the palm prints were split, and he blasted 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, cutting the void, directly smashing the palm prints, and 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, and time and space seemed to stand still. Qin Cang's body trembled slightly. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched the center of his eyebrows. From top to bottom, there was a shallow bloodstain.
However, that sword did not cut off.
Glancing at the blood on his fingertips, Qin Cang raised his head to look at Ye Futian. He thought that he was the invincible person in 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 swordsman in the void.
A 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!
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