The Legend of Futian

In the eleventh heaven of Li hate heaven, Ye Wuchen was like a smashing bamboo, and he never moved forward. The Li hate sword that blocked the road in front of him was all wounded and retreated.

At this time, beside the battlefield, some elder figures from the sacred realm gazing at the battlefield stared at the battlefield with a slight wave in their hearts. They utterly did not expect that the five people of Ye Futian broke away from the hate sky. .

The strongest two, Ye Futian and the rest of their lives, have not fought yet, and the rest of their lives followed Ye Wuchen behind.

As for Ye Futian, he walked alone in the back, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the court walked peacefully.

As if this thirty-three days of Li hate the sky, there is no threat to him at all.

"It's time to break the eleventh heaven." Looking at the dazzling sword shadow, a sword opened his way, and he wanted to go straight to the thirty-three heavens, even if it was only Ye Wuchen, his kendo was better than countless Lientianjian Xiu.

Soon, Ye Wuchen set foot on the eleventh heaven, also the place where real evil spirits from Li hate heaven gathered.

In this eleventh heaven, there are elite Kendo practitioners from Li Hengtian.

But since Ye Futian, the five of them set foot on Li Hentian to the present, it hasn't been long before, across the 11th Zhongtian, Ye Wuchen has only one sword.

At this point, the sword stopped, and the forward-looking sword intention finally dissipated. Ye Wuchen's three figures stood there, still surrounded by infinite sword intention, looked up at the front, and continued to move forward.

It seems that you must go to the air and go to heaven.

For the rest of his life, Ye Futian stood at the back. Until this moment, Ye Futian and the rest of his life had not yet shot.

There seems to be fewer people in the last eleven. When looking up, you can see that all the figures are arranged in a straight line from bottom to top. There are only a few people in each heavy sky, but everyone is Sage peak existence.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen stood in front of them with a sword repair, standing above the void, surrounded by swords around his body, his soul blooming, and the sky above him turned into a sword figure, the light reflected down, shot Fall on Ye Wuchen them.

From there, faintly breathed the breath of Kendo.

At this moment, the sword gasified the rain, and the sword figure became bigger and bigger, covering the void, and the endless sword intention fell from the sword illustration to the extreme, without any rules and without any restraint, these sword intentions were so crazy Falling down, drowning the sky completely.

Ye Wuchen they stood below, just like standing in the rain curtain, but this was Jianyu.

"Hey ..." At the heart of his eye, the sword of life and soul swallowed out, and his body became more and more dazzling, as if he had once again entered the state of war when he was assassinated last time.

He stood there as if transformed into a kendo, driving the avenue of swords, and the infinite swordsmen converged between heaven and earth, centered on Ye Wuchen's body.

In the void, sword rain fell, Xu Que and Zui Qianchou were resisting, but Ye Wuchen didn't move.

Jian Yu fell on him, and did not hurt him at all, and even blended into the sword of his body.

A more beautiful sword light guts out from above him, like the Emperor of Kendo.

"Dustlessness has a deeper understanding of Emperor Jianyi." Ye Futian secretly said that it has been a long time since the last battle, and it is naturally normal for Dustlessness to improve.

But he is now realizing the power of Emperor Jianyi, and with a little progress, it will be enough to improve his combat effectiveness.

Li Jiantian frowns in the sky, and perceives a crisis. Then he sees Ye Wuchen's body moving. His whole person seems to be in kendo, integrated with kendo. This is not the realm possessed by the wise man .

But the one-armed figure who was bathed in brilliance gave the feeling of Li Xitian Sword Repair at this time.

White clothes were like snow, the body went directly towards the sword figure, one arm raised, and a finger in the void.

"Om."

At this moment, the splendor of Kendo ’s radiance was poured on the sword chart, but Ye Wuchen seemed to be unaware of it, and it was still the same as last time, with a finger pointing to the sky, and a ray of sword appeared between heaven and earth. Kou Zi, kill Xiang Jiantu.

The sword figure spins wildly, becoming more violent and dangerous. The sword that bursts out from it seems to be omnipresent, but it is broken by Ye Wuchen's sword.

There was a gap in the sky, Ye Wuchen came with the broken Kendo rules, the sword figure oscillated, and there seemed to be a faint crack. The strong man moaned, and the sword figure disappeared instantly. It was made by staring with his own soul. Let the leaves be dustless and destroyed.

A sword swept past him, Ye Wuchen didn't look at him, and continued to go up, that Li hate Tianjian had **** mouth corners and pale.

Actually, only one sword was shot, and he defended it. He thought that today, he would fight Ye Futian or the rest of his life, but he never thought that he just met the two of them, and even the two did not. , He was defeated by Ye Wuchen.

"This guy." Xu Que and Zui Qianchou saw Ye Wuchen breaking through the sword and couldn't help keeping up with it. Did he want to try to fight thirty-three days alone?

At this time, Ye Wuchen was motivating the Emperor's sword with his mental strength, and his strength was exerted to the limit, not without this possibility.

Maybe, he can really do it.

In the previous battles, Ye Wuchen didn't really do his best, but was recharging. It was only after the last eleventh day that the real power broke out.

Ye Futian's eyes were sharp, and he and the rest of his life continued to keep up.

Today, Ruan Chuan invited him to challenge Thirty-Three Heavens, but they have always been dust-free. They are also shooting. He also wants to see that Dust-free can reach the ninth weight.

The five men moved forward all the way, and their opponents became stronger and stronger, but Ye Wuchen's pace did not stop in the slightest. All the way up, all the strong men had only one sword.

As if Ye Wuchen, he has only one sword, and only one sword.

At this moment, a suffocating coercion drooped down from the sky in front of the sky, a rumbling sound came out, the world made a sharp howling sound, and a boundless and gorgeous sword mark bloomed on the sky, as if broken After this day, he cut directly to Ye Wuchen's body.

Three thousand miles sword, one sword three thousand miles, chopped to Ye Wuchen.

Last time, Ye Wuchen was defeated by this sword.

At this time, he still simply raised his hand, a finger in the void, a sword opened to the sky, collided with the stout sword marks cut by the sky, and for a moment the world seemed to collapse, tearing and destroying all storms sweeping out. The sword marks were torn and Ye Wuchen rushed forward.

However, another sword was greeted by him, as if more fierce and violent. The figure standing in front of Ye Wuchen was the eternal evil demon character Li Lutian.

After Lu Yan lost to the rest of his life that day, he asked in heaven.

Although it is impossible to change strength, it must be much stronger than before. Can the outcome of this war be changed?

The rest of his life was still behind Ye Wuchen. Originally, he was the target of Lu Yan, but at the moment, only Ye Wuchen was defeated first.

Ye Wuchen broke another sword, but then he saw Mantian's sword marks cut off from the sky and broke the sky.

This time, Lu Ye asked Wu Chuan to understand a theory. Sword cultivation, many times do not need to be too attached to the practice of sword practice. Sometimes, the simplest and most direct sword moves often can exert the strongest strength. Sword and heart, Sword and Italian.

At this time, Lu Ying realized this. Every time he cut the sword, it was the same. The spirit and spirit were all at the peak. Many sword marks broke the sky. It was torn apart, not only that, horror. The sword mark and sword intention blend into the sword intention and erupt, wanting to destroy Ye Wuchen's spiritual will.

Lu Yan understood that although Ye Wuchen had never been instructed, he also understood.

In the storm, he broke many swords, but the avenue sword marks became stronger and more domineering.

Above the body, another strong sword intention appeared, two different sword intentions shining at the same time. At this moment, the endless sword energy on the sky was flowing towards Ye Wuchen's body and merged into his body. .

Ye Wuchen looked up at the sky, looking at the sword mark that stretched for three thousand miles, and drowned toward his body.

In the trial of the ruins that year, he had three swordsman emperors.

One sword opens up, one sword returns to the true.

Ye Wuchen's body moved, as if entering a state of selflessness, like a sword, but it really existed.

His body soared into the sky, no sword, no attack, no dodge.

Lu Yan looked cold. If Ye Wuchen was looking for death himself, then even Xia Qingjie had nothing to say?

Many strong men watched Ye Wuchen enter the sword mark and slammed into it with his body. He wanted to stop for the rest of his life, but Ye Futian heard a sound to stop him.

He knows a little about the clean style, and is extremely decisive and **** himself.

When people entered the sword marks, they seemed to trample and collapse, and the sword intention fell wildly. Countless people watched the scene in the void in shock. Then they saw the sword marks shattered and burst, and Ye Wuchen's figure rushed out.

"Bang, bang, bang ..." A loud noise came out, Ye Wuchen went straight through the heavy attacks, and the whole person appeared to be nihilistic, appearing not far from Lu Yan ~ www.wuxiaspot .com ~ He didn't stop, but continued to move forward, and landed in front of Lu Yan's eyes for a moment.

Lu Yan yelled, gathered the swords of his life to practice, and cut out the strongest sword. Ye Wuchen's body and fingers were already pressed on that sword. At this moment, Lu Yan only felt that his body was like To be penetrated by Wan Jian, he looked at the body that was getting closer and closer, and the sword that he cut out broke a little bit.

An unparalleled sword light burst, stabbing everyone's eyes. In the next moment, countless people were shocked to see that Ye Wuchen was still standing there, but the sword of his body had weakened too much. As for Lu Yan, he was all over Blood, falling to the ground, gave a groan, and coughed a ray of red blood.

Ye Wuchen glanced at him calmly, without too many waves, and continued to move forward.

He strode out for the rest of his life, glanced at Lu Yan with the same indifference, and passed him directly, and continued to go up.

Another sword repaired his shot, Ye Wuchen didn't move, the rest of his life rushed out, punching through the void of the world, just like Lu Yan that day, he was extremely domineering, only one punch, directly blasting the opponent ’s sword, A sword repair flew out, and the sternum was broken. I don't know how many.

In the past, Lu Yan could not afford a blow, and so are today's other sword repairs, unless, as in Ruchuan, it is no longer at this level.

A team of five people rolled forward all the way, no one could resist, and with an absolutely strong attitude, they reached the highest place from Litian, thirty-three days ago.

Looking up, you can see the figure sitting in front of the ancient palace palace, and the digital sword repair below him!

PS: I still owe it to four more. I saw someone saying that there is no trace of imagination, huh, who is it?