The Legend of Futian

This time, it seemed that everyone was calmer, and no one was eager to get ahead.

At this moment, a lazy figure stepped out slowly, and when he saw the people, he just glanced at him slightly, and did not feel much pressure.

Drunk Qianchou, no one except Ye Futian knows where he came from, only knows his name. It is fair to cultivate it, and it is now the seventh-ranked prince, sword repair.

However, the previous battle was not particularly bright and beat the opponent, so not many people paid attention.

Many people are thinking, who is he to choose as his opponent?

"I challenge, Yan Jiu." Drunk Qianchou's voice was lazy, with a calm smile on his face, but his deep eyes suddenly became extremely solemn.

Yan Jiu, a descendant of Sword Master Villa, after Yan Wuji, then Yan Wuji was the second swordsman in the four major sword repairs in the deserted state. Now, although he does not listen to the height of the Xuelou landlord in the ranking of the barren sky, some people call his sword skill No less than listening to the Snow Swordsman, just listening to the Snow Swordsman's sword is a killing sword. If it fought, the world thinks that listening to the Snow Swordsman will win.

In today's battlefield, Yan Jiu and Xu Que should be the highest swordsmen. Drunk Qianchou challenged Yan Jiu to surprise many people, but perhaps this is the pride of Jian Xiu. People, to prove their own sword, this drunk is full of admiration.

Yan Jiu stepped out, and looked towards Dr. Qianqian indifferently. Dr. Qianqian was not the opponent he wanted to challenge, but now that Dr. Qianqing stepped out, he had to complete the opponent.

The sword flow is still the same as before. The thousands of swords are turned into the sky and the sword rains, and they are drowning towards Drunk Qianchou's body. Drunk Qianchou pulls his sword and uses the soul as his sword. His sword is as thin as a cicada. The wings, as transparent, when the sword is drawn, a sword curtain appears around the body, a ray of sword gas flows from the body, the sword rain that is cut and killed, and above the void, a epee appears in the sword rain. Falling from the sky, killing everything, like killing the drunk Qianqing body there.

"Hmm ..." A sharp scream of the sword came out, and the drunk Qianchou's body moved, and he even released the repression of the epee. The thin sword like a cicada in his hand was extremely sharp, cut the sword rain, and walked with him. The sword moved and crossed a weird arc, and actually broke out of the scope of the Epee's attack, and continued to move forward toward Yan Jiu.

To the direction of the Holy Palace, the sword demon's eyes flashed, this sword shadow seemed to have known each other.

Yan Jiu's expression remained unchanged. The sharp swords behind him burst into tinnitus, and thousands of swords came together, turning into nine swords. With his fingers pointing at one finger, Jiujian broke through and killed Drunk Qianchou. Jiujian They did not travel together, but different speeds, as if deliberately staggering the angle of time, and faintly blocked all the routes of avoidance by Dr. Qian.

Sealed sword in Heaven and Nine Swords.

Nine swords came to an instant, drunk Qianchu glanced, then the body was like a streamer sword shadow, and the sharp sword in his hand continued to cut the sword air, but his figure did not stop at all, but turned into a ghostly figure, as if drunk Like a person, folded forward, the sword lights actually seemed to jump and shuttle forward, connected into a perfect arc, shuttled past the last sword of the nine swords.

"How could Drunk Qianchou be so strong?" Qin Yin and other people from Jiuxian Mountain all showed different colors. Isn't Drunk Qianchou a casual repair of Baidicheng? At first, Li Xun also invited him several times, but he refused, only to know that this person was drunk, but now he can fight Yan Jiu.

The drunk Qianchou moves like clouds and flowing water, seemingly relaxed, but it is extremely thrilling, how powerful Yan Jiu's sword is, and he is accidentally penetrated by a sword.

Lightning across the void, killing the drunk Qianchou who is constantly approaching Yan Jiu, the light and shadow sword is like the same lightning, but at this moment drunk Qianchou suddenly burst out a dazzling swordman, his speed also became Faster, as if no longer a person, but like a sword across an incredible curve in the void, like the streamer of a sword.

A horrible sword blasted in the void, sending a fierce roar, and the light and shadow swords stabbed in the air at the same time.

"Is this a drunk sword?" Someone in the Most Holy Palace looked at the sword demon. Drunk Qianchou also drank in the battlefield, and his body was drunk.

"This is not a drunk sword." The sword demon looked dignified, and said, "This is a ghost sword."

The eyes of the sword demon's body flashed, and a wave of waves emerged in the eyes, a ghost sword that has disappeared for a long time?

In the battlefield, there was a phantom of drunkenness. The afterimage was like an illusion. It passed across from different directions, and came to Yan Jiu like a ghostly figure.

At this moment, Yan Jiu closed her eyes, and the sword of life and soul bloomed out, heaven and earth resonated, and thousands of swords trembled in the void, screaming.

"Tianjian Promise, all swords come out and kill." Yan Jiu's words fell, and his will and body seemed to be one with the endless swords of the vast world, and on his body, an incredibly brilliant light was cut. Dead end, all those who are close to him are beheaded.

They only saw the many phantoms of drunk Qianchou as one, and there was an extremely dazzling sword light bursting out. The two bodies were touched at a touch. When the sword light was dim, everyone saw Yan Yan's face. There was a bloodstain. Someone saw Jianguang, and Yan Jiu ducked away. Otherwise, the bloodstain was not the face, but the throat.

As for the drunk Qianchou, it was even worse. He was bloodied and shocked, but his face still had a calm smile on his face, or he was defeated.

Sometimes the talent can determine the future of the practice. Even if you work hard, you will still be stunned by the talent, so he still loses to Yan Jiu.

"Who is Ghost Sorrow?" Yan Jiu stared at Zui Qianchou. Many people realized that the two names seemed similar.

At that time, the Promise Sword and the Ghost Sword among the four major swordsmen revenged, and the ghost sword was finally abolished. There are many rumors that he is dead, and some people have rumored that he lives incognito as an ordinary person.

"Guess?" Drunk Qianchou smiled, then turned and left.

"Would you like to come under my door?" At this moment, toward the Holy Palace, the sword demon said, Drunk Qianchou looked up at the sword demon, and said, "I have already met a famous teacher, and I ca n’t worship a famous person as a teacher. Excuse me. "

"No need to worship, just practice under my door." The sword demon again said that when the four major swords were repaired that year, the ghost sword was really a shame.

Drunk Qianchou glanced at the sword demon, and then kneeled on his knees, and said, "Master once said that cooking and discussing swords with the sword demon predecessors was quite admired by the predecessors. If he can practice under the predecessors' door, he will be happy . "

"Get up." The sword devil nodded. "I want to see your master again when I have the chance."

"Master has passed away." Drunk Qianchou raised his head, the sword demon stunned, then saluted to the distance, and sighed, "There is one less sword in the deserted state."

Drunk Qianchou withdrew from the battlefield, and everyone looked a little uneasy in his back. The master was dead, but he did not want to worship the sword demon. This person was strong, and Qin Yin was even more surprised. Obviously, Jiuxianshan was not thought of. A casual repairer in the area turned out to be a disciple of ghost swords. So, when the ghost sword was abolished in the past, he lived in the White Emperor City in Jiuxian Mountain area?

Ye Futian stared at the back of Dr. Qianqing. He saw that the back of Dr. Qianqing was a bit sad and unhappy. He chose to challenge Yan Jiu in this battlefield, presumably to regain the lost for his master. Glory, let the world remember his Master, but defeated, so drunk Qianchu was not happy.

Yan Jiu also had waves in his heart, and he was defeated by the drunk, and was taken by the sword demon, but everyone knows the grudges of Jiansheng Villa and Ghost Sword, and the sword demon is naturally clear. Then, will the sword devil still be willing to let He started to repair the sword?

When he came to the Holy Road, in addition to seeing the desolate states, he also had a purpose to enter the gate of the sword demon, practice the sword demon swordsmanship, and learn the strengths of a hundred schools to be stronger.

He is from Jiansheng Villa, but there is no teacher inheritance. If he can inherit the sword demon, it is equivalent to the two top sword repair traditions in the deserted state.

But now, he is not sure what the sword devil thinks, but he doesn't care too much. His sword will prove everything, even if the sword devil does not accept him as a disciple.

"Next battle." After Yan Jiu returned, the old man on the ladder continued.

The first battle in the second round was quite impressive. Yan Jiu and Dr. Qian Chou's showdown ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ also seemed to herald the beginning of a battle for the strong.

Seeing that the people were not moving, Bingyi glanced at Chu Chang, and Chu Shang slightly hesitated, and then saw Bing Yi step out.

This earthly sage has a beautiful face, showing a cold and noble beauty, seeing her feelings from many people, and now anyone who walks out at random may be a Tianjiao figure of the top power in Araju.

But who will this earthly maiden choose?

Bingyi came to the center of the battlefield, Mei Mei fell on Ye Futian's body, and said, "You have come out of this step."

Many people's eyes fell on Ye Futian, did they choose him?

Ye Futian stepped out, looked at the earthly maiden, and said lightly, "You seem to be very prejudiced to me?"

Bingyi's eyes were calm. If she said prejudice, it might be because Futian looked at her with unscrupulous eyes in the middle of the holy road. Moreover, he opened three major relics and built them clearly, but he did what many people wanted to do but did not To things.

Now in the battlefield, I have come here all the way, I do not know whether it was accidental or luck.

"I have no prejudice against you, but now that this battlefield, you no longer belong here." Bingyi's expression was calm as water, and those who do not belong to the battlefield should naturally be out.

She wanted to see a stronger battlefield and compete with her.

Ye Futian looked at Bingyi, does it belong to this battlefield, and when is Bingyi's turn to come to this conclusion?

Maybe it was just her self-righteous belief that she believed that what she thought was right, and where did she care what other people thought.

"Ugly people make a lot of blame." Ye Futian smiled. Before Bingyi went to the prison city to **** the decree's account, he also liquidated it!

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