Behind Ye Futian, there were sword seals appearing, like Kasyapa's sword.

When Ye Futian understood the Thousand-word Proverb, he felt that it actually had the same effect as the Kasyapa Sword, like the perfect evolution of the Kasyapa Sword, and it was not only limited to the sword, but also contained the laws of the great way.

Much stronger than the Kashyapa sword.

However, this did not prevent him from condensed the sword seal in the form of Kasyapa's sword.

The Kashyapa sword seals sucked out a terrible sword intent, and the sword meanings of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered and merged into it.

Each sword seal seems to contain extremely terrifying pressure.

The thirty-three swords of Kashyapa surrounded Ye Futian's body, and a sword light flowed forward, making this space look like a sword river appeared.

Before the two took action, they had the intention of being extremely powerful in confrontation, and the peach blossom feast seemed particularly depressing.

Xiang Ze stretched out his palm, pointed forward, and spit out a sound from his mouth: "Go."

As he finished speaking, many ancient seals swept out at the same time, covering the sky and heading towards Ye Futian.

Saying the truth is as follows.

"Swish..." The sharp sword roar sound came out, and a powerful sword curtain appeared around Ye Futian's body. At this time, an ancient seal directly killed him and roared towards him.

Ye Futian waved his hand, and a Kashyapa sword seal roared out, and it was bombarded with the suppressing seal that was coming, directly piercing it through and shattering it.

But then, the second seal method came down, and the roar became even more distance, causing the Kashyapa sword to make a harsh sound.

Everyone saw an extremely terrifying storm blew in front of Xiangzi's body. The ancient seals covered the sky and the sun were constantly falling down, as if the rules of the road were circulating. This world seemed to be crushed and suppressed here.

"It actually has its shape, and there is a ray of meaning." Ye Futian said in his heart when he saw Xiang Ze's attack, Xiang Ze's method actually possesses the shape of the ancient character "The Thousand-word Proverb", and it also contains a ray of meaning, which is terrifying and becomes stronger and stronger.

Obviously, this Xiangse is much more outstanding than Xiangnan.

The Kashyapa sword kept stabbing out, one after another, and the sword intent became stronger and stronger. It woven into a sword curtain in front of it, and its power became stronger and stronger, tearing apart the ancient seal.

Slanted above Ye Futian, thirty-three Kasyapa swords formed a terrifying sword vortex, shattering all attacking power.

He looked at the ancient seal of the Great Dao that covered the sky and thought that if Xiang Jie truly understood the artistic conception of the Thousand-word Proverb, he might not be able to stop this sky from being destroyed by this blow.

But even so, Xiangzhe is already very strong.

His palm stretched out his face forward, and his mind moved slightly. Suddenly, when the roaring suppression of the ancient seals flowed wildly, it turned into a treasure tripod. A golden real dragon roared on it, making waves of roars, crushing the sword intent in the sky, shaking the sword curtain to shake back, as if it could collapse at will.

Ye Futian also stretched out his hand and slapped out from the air. The sword intent suddenly became stronger, as if an invisible sword gathered to block the suppression of the power.

Xiang Ze snorted coldly, and he took a step forward, and an extremely powerful will power descended. After the many ancient seals, it seemed like a huge figure condensed, like a phantom of the Human Emperor.

The phantom like the human emperor pressed the palm of his hand towards the lower sky, and directly smoothed the endless ancient words. Many ancient words gathered together and turned into a huge and boundless palm print. His five fingers bent down. In an instant, the space where Ye Futian was located seemed to be suppressed by a god.

"Boom..." The huge palm prints slammed down, and there was an extremely terrifying suppression in the palm of the palm, as if they were condensed by ancient characters. When these characters lit up, they were like a large array pattern, and directly bombarded the sword seals.

In an instant, thirty-three sword seals collapsed and shattered.

"This choice is so strong."

Everyone showed a look of surprise. The choice not only condensed ancient characters similar to those in the Thousand Character Stone Monument, but also evolved them into various forms.

At this moment, it was like the Human Emperor descending and slapped the Great Dao Palm Seal.

Moreover, all of this seems to be born from ancient characters. Even with the help of his own powerful will, it is still impossible to escape the understanding of the Thousand-word Proverbs.

The huge palm print covered the sky, and even people in the distance could feel the power of the pressure.

Moreover, if Ye Futian only condensed the thirty-three sword seals, all of them had collapsed and almost failed.

Xiang Ze looked cold when he saw this scene, and he wanted to see how Ye Futian turned the tables.

The sky and the earth were roaring, and the big palm seal had already been suppressed, but at this time, many ancient seals appeared in front of Ye Futian.

This time it was not a sword seal, but a fist seal.

A terrible great fist intent condensed, making the fist print turn into a huge fist.

Ye Futian raised his arm and punched him in the void.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, a fist print hit the big palm print and could not be shaken.

With his footsteps, Ye Futian rose into the sky, his straight body was like a flash of lightning, and all the fists and seals were integrated into his arms, penetrated through the void, and blasted into the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Fist marks were blown out one after another, one punch after another, and the momentum became stronger and stronger, causing a huge fist shadow to appear under the big palm mark.

It seems that those boxing marks are overlapping.

With a violent sound, more than ten fists were knocked out, and the big palm seal stopped.

The fist shadow under the palm print has become extremely huge, and the huge fist intention seems to be about to break everything.

Moreover, before this had stopped, another series of fist marks came and merged into the great fist intent. When Ye Futian's body descended and his arm was blasted out, many fist marks seemed to be completely integrated into this punch. A huge fist shadow appeared, directly piercing the big palm seal, and then continued to go upwards, piercing through the phantom of the Human Emperor, smashing it into pieces with one punch.

Xiang Ze's face changed in surprise, and he saw Ye Futian's body floating in the air, looking down at him.

A terrible fist intent enveloped the world, and there was still an extremely huge fist shadow on his fist, as if it was condensed by many fist marks and had not completely dissipated.

"Flaming but not solid." Ye Futian looked at Xiang Ze. His arm stretched out, his fist roared out, and he blew on Xiang Ze's body, causing his robe to come with the wind and make a whistling sound.

"Do you want to try?"

Ye Futian pointed his fist at Xiang Ze and said, his tone and eyes seemed to have a arrogant spirit, despising him below.

The space became quiet in an instant. On the sacred mountain, countless gazes looked at the quiet space. From Xiang Ze's face, a strong sense of humiliation could be seen.

Gorgeous but unreal.
Chapter completed!