Yan Jiu's eyes were like sword pupils. In his eyes, there seemed to be only the sword light in the sky.

The ending is the same?

Of course, how could Ye Futian defeat him?

The flow of the sword intent seemed to slow down, but the solemn intention became stronger. The nine swords behind him were roaring, and his body seemed to have turned into a sword. He clamped the sword technique with his hands, and a cold voice came out of his mouth: "Kill."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy in the sky hangs down towards Ye Futian. What's even more terrifying is that there is a line of more dazzling swords in the sword energy in the sky, like light and shadow, flashing in one flash, it is the sword of light and shadow.

At this time, Ye Futian's mental power was sensing everything, and every strand of sword energy seemed to appear in his mind. An extreme cold feeling spread out on his body. The mental power controlled the spiritual energy of the water on the entire battlefield, as if a drop of water droplets appeared, and then turned into water mist and ice.

Cold, extreme cold.

Around Ye Futian's body, there seemed to be a light, and a moon appeared. It was the soul of life, which was integrated into the soul of a saint, making the world around him even colder.

The holy mind of the Wuyun battlefield contains three kinds of holy lights, stars, sun, and moon; corresponding to earth attributes, sun fire, and Taiyin water.

From the dean of Haoyue Academy, he practiced and obtained the Taiyin scriptures.

At this moment, the sword lights in the sky seemed to be covered by frost. Many sword energy directly turned into ice and condensed in the void. However, the light and shadow swords were still moving forward, but the speed became extremely slow, and were suppressed by the power of the Yin, covering the frost.

At this time, Ye Futian took a step in the void and walked towards the light and shadow sword that continued to kill forward. The thunder shadow steps bloomed, and the golden wings suddenly trembled, like a big roc, passing through the extremely gorgeous arc, passing by the light and shadow sword. The sword light that was so fast that it was easily avoided, let alone killing, he could not even block it.

The golden big roll figure shuttled forward and rushed towards Yan Jiu at an extremely fast speed. However, a cold feeling flashed in Yan Jiu's pupils, and shadow swords rushed over.

"Frozen." Ye Futian's mental power directly controlled the birth of the spell. The ice spell instantly covered the sword energy in the dark. He didn't even look at it. He stoked his wings and glided up, and then continued to move forward. Everyone only felt that his movements were so elegant. When the Shadow Sword exploded behind Ye Futian, everyone realized that the perfect arc that Ye Futian drew was actually avoiding the attack of the Shadow Sword.

Yan Jiu's face looked extremely ugly. This was the first time that people of his peers had avoided his sword of light and darkness so easily. Cold invaded and fell on him, as if they wanted to stop his blood flowing and their consciousness stopped thinking.

"Sword of the Seal." Yan Jiu shouted angrily, and the nine swords rushed out one after another, crossing the sky and continuing to kill Ye Futian's body. The nine swords seemed to have turned into a simple sword formation, blocking Ye Futian's way forward.

"idiot."

A sound suddenly sounded, and the next moment, the cold air still affected the operation of Feng Zhijian. A dazzling figure folded forward in the gap of the Nine Swords at an extreme speed. Its body was rotating, and with a perfect curve, the figure like a big roc directly passed through the Nine Swords, and was about to reach Yan Jiu's body.

The word "idiot" was so ironic. His long-range attack sword seemed to be of no use to Ye Futian, and was all cracked by ice spells and body techniques.

Yan Jiu's eyes shot out dazzling light, and his body rose directly into the sky and descended into the sky. Tens of swords in the world returned to one another, turning into an extremely huge heavy sword, heavy, full of endless oppressive power, and wanted to kill Ye Futian.

Ye Futian, who was moving forward, felt the pressure of the heavy sword. His hands trembled. In an instant, two storms blew between the sky and the earth, metal storms and star storms. The extremely terrifying storms gathered together. Suddenly, a hundred-meter star stick appeared in front of him, covered with a terrible golden luster, adding a bit of heaviness.

"The heavy sword has no edge."

Yan Jiu shouted angrily, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, pushing towards Ye Futian. The surging sword intent roared past, suppressing the heavy sword, trying to kill Ye Futian under him.

The huge golden-winged roc behind Ye Futian shone with his huge golden-winged wings. He held up the star stick with one arm, his body filled with extremely violent power. A terrible star light appeared in the world, surrounding the star stick.

"Go." He held the star stick and killed him, colliding with the giant sword that was falling down.

The endless sword intent flowed around the heavy sword and the starry light surrounding the starry stick collided wildly, making a harsh sound. What's even more terrifying is that the heavy sword stabbed under the heavy sword and collided with the long stick that suppressed the sky. In an instant, the collision place seemed to burst out with a terrifying storm. The starry stick was pierced bit by bit, and the starlight and golden light flowed wildly. At the same time, the terrifying heavy sword was also broken and torn apart bit by bit.

Neither of them held back. Yan Jiu looked extremely sharp and continued to kill with a broken sword. Ye Futian also held a long stick up and rushed out.

The heavy sword and the long star stick exploded wildly, shattering little by little. The space was filled with boundless violent power, and the bodies of the two were also approaching little by little with the destruction of the sword and the long star stick.

"this……"

Countless people looked at this scene in shock. Ye Futian actually fought with Yan Jiu's sword head-on, attacking against each other.

It's so crazy, and the two powers are so powerful that they make people tremble.

They are about to collide.

The heavy sword was completely shattered, and the star long sticks were all broken. The two bodies met in the storm of destruction. Yan Jiu's eyes were so cold. Although Ye Futian was very strong, he never thought he would be defeated by Ye Futian. He came from the Sword Saint Villa and came to the Holy Dao Palace to make the name of Sword Saint Villa resound throughout the wilderness. His sword in Sword Saint Villa is the strongest sword in the wilderness.

This battle is just a battle for the top ten, how can it be defeated?

Ye Futian, how could he block his pace?

The endless sword intent lingered in his palm, and his arm turned into a sword arm, passing through the storm, and slashing towards Ye Futian's body.

On the other side of him, an extremely dazzling golden light burst out, as if a golden-winged roc was rushing towards him, as if there was an extremely terrifying star power. Ye Futian blasted out a straight punch, the golden light shining, the golden roc possessed, and there was a dragon roar in his arms, as if there was a ape roar, and a terrifying star brilliance.

Ye Futian practiced the art of body refining. He used his life soul to reshape the meridians and bones of his body. How powerful his body is, how could he be afraid of a head-on collision with Yan Jiu?

"Boom." With a loud bang, the sword energy shattered, and the defense on Ye Futian's fist was torn apart, but Yan Jiu's body was directly shaken away.

Just as he was about to leave the battlefield, Yan Jiu shouted angrily, pressed his fingers behind him, and stopped retreating. With a muffled groan, a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his arms were trembling slightly, and he felt that his bones were broken.

Countless eyes were frozen there, and their hearts were trembling wildly. If it was the first time to repel Yan Jiu was accidental, then what about this collision?

[3q Chinese     ] Ye Futian directly shocked Yan Jiu.

Ye Futian, he has a variety of life souls and a variety of attribute talents.

Does this dark horse have to continue moving forward and enter the top ten?

Yan Jiu closed his eyes, and the sword energy flowed all over his body, soaring upwards. The sword powers of the heavens gathered and arrived. The nine swords returned, and lights passed by one by one. At this moment, Yan Jiu had only swords all over his body.

All the people in the world flowed towards Yan Jiu's body, making a sword shadow covered outside his body, as if the whole person was inside the sword.

The sky sword is in the most extreme, and the ten thousand swords return to one.

The strongest sword among the Nine Swords of Heaven, although Yan Jiu has not yet practiced to the extreme, it is still terrifying enough. The sword intention of the Heaven and Earth seems to have been taken away, and the power of this sword will be terrifyingly strong.

At this moment, Ye Futian wings slapped behind him. The next moment, his body swayed up, drew an extremely gorgeous arc, flying between the sky and the earth, and the air flow was surging wildly. An invisible momentum flowed between the sky and the earth, gathering on Ye Futian's body. The wind gathered, the power of gold gathered, and the power of stars gathered. The momentum became stronger and stronger. Gradually, a terrifying storm appeared around Ye Futian's body, and at the same time, a star stick appeared in his hand.

"Bang." Ye Futian slashed on the sky with a stick, and the void trembled violently, and everyone's hearts were also beating. After this blow, the long stick continued to dance, and the momentum of Ye Futian's body gathering became stronger and stronger.

"Bang..." Another stick was slashed out, extremely heavy, and many people felt the power contained in the stick method. Moreover, this stick method and the stick method used by Yuan Zhan seemed to be the same stick method, but in Ye Futian's hands, the momentum was stronger, like flowing clouds and water, and obviously had a deeper understanding.

"kill."

At this moment, Yan Jiu's eyes opened below, and a roar was roaring. The sky sword was invincible, and ten thousand swords turned into one. Yan Jiu's body moved with the sword. He seemed to be a sword, passing through the sky, like lightning, like a meteor, and killing Ye Futian in the void.

The figure of the great roc swayed upwards and was still flying above the sky, reaching a high altitude, the power of heaven and earth gathered wildly, and then a straight golden light shone out, and the great roc rushed out into the sky, a meteor-like stick shadow appeared, and the void made a dull roar, and the heaven and earth seemed to be trembling.

"Bang!"

A dull collision sound came out, and an extremely dazzling light burst out from the void.

"boom."

With a loud bang, the battlefield was shaking violently, and everyone's hearts trembled fiercely, staring at the scene in front of them.

On the battlefield, Yan Jiu's body was lying there, constantly spitting out blood, and was seriously injured.

Looking up at the void, I saw a figure proudly and powerful, wearing a white dress dancing in the wind, bathing in the shadow of the golden-winged roc, extremely gorgeous.

In this battle, Ye Futian severely injured Yan Jiu and entered the top ten!

ps: The first update is here, thank you for the 500,000-year-old Piaohong. I continue to work hard to write. No. 1, monthly tickets, monthly tickets, not enough!
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