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The Sword Saint of the Crazy Wind twitched when he heard Ye Futian's words, and he even had the urge to slap the other party to death.

After waiting for so long, I brought him to the palace to see his sword and let the Kuroshang Sect show its face.

This is all over, tell him that no one deserves him to draw his sword?

"I knew he wouldn't dare to take action at all. I was just bragging before, and I don't know what you think, dad." Huanxue also spoke, and was so angry when she heard Ye Futian's words.

If you don’t dare, you dare not. Why do you say that the monks of Dali Jiujun, no one is worthy of him to take action?

This is simply...

The eyes of Ye Futian were all urged to beat people, so they were so mean.

Qin Cang, Zuo Zhengdao, who is not the peak combat power of the Shengxia? Even Li Hanxing, the Ziwei Sword Sect of Yanjun, is also a top figure.

What is this Jian Qi? Isn’t it worthy of him to draw his sword?

Many sword cultivators from Yan County looked at Ye Futian, most of them sneered at his crazy words. Prince Yan also said, "Even if you have outstanding swordsmanship, your words are still arrogant."

Today, when the powerful people from the Nine Counties of Dali fight here, even if he is the saint of the true self, he still has to recognize the outstandingness of these younger generations.

Ye Futian was brought by the Kuangfeng Sword Saint, who was quite optimistic about it. Since he was his Yanjun Sword Dao genius, he naturally respected it.

However, Ye Futian's words and deeds disappointed him a little.

Of course, a junior won't care too much about it.

"Sword cultivators dare not admit that they do not have the courage to take action?" Chi Keyi of the Chifeng Sword Sect spoke lightly. He boasted about Haikou before, but now he probably knows that taking action is just a humiliation.

Yan Qingyi, Yan Ziyi's sisters, and Juque Sword Sect's opening up, all just glanced at Ye Futian indifferently, as if he was a little disdainful, but he didn't say anything, just pretending that he didn't exist.

As for Li Hanxing, he didn't even look at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian saw the reactions of the people, as if he was expecting, and did not care about the people's thoughts. He said lightly: "I said before I came to Li Palace that I came to see if there were people in the Nine County monks worthy of my sword. I never said that I would definitely take action. As for my strength or weakness, what do you think, casually, sword cultivation, why should you care about others' opinions?"

"Forget it." The Sword Saint of the Crazy Wind spoke lightly. Since Ye Futian said that, he did not force it, but his face was obviously a little unhappy.

After thirty years of enlightenment of the sword, even though he has outstanding talent, he is afraid that he will be unable to become independent of the top forces in the upper realm.

Too self-centered.

Ye Futian noticed the expression of the Sword Saint of the Wind and thought it would be fine.

When Lihentian fought, after the Lihen Sword Master borrowed the sword, his mood changed slightly. Even if he had a grudge against Dali, he would not take his anger on Dali and other practitioners.

Where a person is born, he decides when he is born.

After entering Dali, he also personally felt that Dali was different from what he thought.

At least the Sword Saint of the Married Wind and Prince Yan are actually good. If he had a stubborn personality, he would probably not be able to bear it long ago.

Back then, Ji Sheng of Jiuzhou did not have this kind of demeanor.

Therefore, he does not hope that one day in the future, some of the things he does will involve the Sword Saint of the Wind.

Qin Cang stood proudly on the Taoist battle platform alone, and no one dared to fight.

There is no one who can fight with him in Li Wangcheng and Dali Jiujun.

Qin Cang, Shangqin County, is about to step into the upper realm. He is afraid that he will soar into the sky in the future. In the future, he will definitely become a powerful figure.

Not only Qin Cang, but also Zuo Zhengdao and Li Hanxing, their futures are all in the upper realm of the Dali Dynasty.

Li Wang glanced at the crowd and said, "Since no one fights again, then this Taoist battle will end here."

The nine counties road battle officially ended today.

For a moment, countless people were talking about it.

"Thank you all for your hard work." King Li looked at the princes of the nine counties and the people from all the holy lands and said with a smile.

"Wang Li and the monks in the upper realm personally presided over this battle, how could we say we had worked hard?" Everyone bowed to Li Wang.

Li Wang nodded with a smile and said, "The banquet continues, but there is no need to be restricted, you can move on your own."

Suddenly, many people stood up, and the selected sect masters of the Holy Land took their disciples to the direction of the top forces that they picked up and went to see them.

Moreover, they are ready to send them to the upper realm.

The leader of the Ziwei Sword Sect also stood up and took Li Hanxing to the other side.

"Let's go together." Prince Yan said with a smile, and then many powerful people from the holy realm walked with him and headed towards King Li.

The Sword Saint of Crazy Wind did not go. His disciples under the Sword Sect performed mediocrely and did not want to join in the fun. Ye Futian did not take action, which made him a little disappointed.

However, at this moment, Ye Futian stood up and walked downwards.

It seemed that he was following the Yanjun Sword Cultivator, which made the Sword Saint of the Wind reveal a strange color. What does this guy want to do?

In the direction where Li Wang was, Princess Li You smiled at Lu Chuan and said, "How do you feel about the genius in the Dali Lower Realm during this Taoist battle?"

"It's okay." Lu Chuan nodded slightly, but did not give too high comments.

Although there were a few people this time, they were not as peerless as he wanted to see.

However, if you train the queen of the upper realm and cultivate it, it may be even more outstanding.

"What are you doing with me?" At this time, a voice came from below the stairs, and many people looked over there. Under the leadership of Prince Yan, many Yan County Sword Cultivators went to Jianshan to pay their respects, and Li Hanxing was also among the crowd.

However, at this time, behind the people who practiced in Yan County, a handsome and extraordinary figure walked, as if in the same direction as them.

Yan Qingyi frowned slightly when she saw this scene and said to Ye Futian.

"I didn't follow you." Ye Futian responded lightly.

Prince Yan also turned around and looked at Ye Futian. Juque Sword Sect opened up the land and said sarcastically: "Daotai dares not fight, and he still has the face to follow my Yanjun Sword Cultivator at this moment?"

Ye Futian glanced at the other party, and he stood there, looking up at the front. In front of Yanjun Sword Cultivator, a group of figures stood up straight, standing there quietly, like sharp swords.

These people come from the Heavenly Sword Mountain in the Shangjie.

"My younger generation Jian Qi, I heard that Jianshan is the first sword sacred place in the Dali Dynasty. I came to ask Jianshan Jiandao for advice." Ye Futian spoke loudly, his voice resounding like a sword, and it resounded through the void.

In just a moment, the noisy sound in the space gradually subsided and it soon became quiet.

At this moment, countless gazes looked in the same direction, and there, Ye Futian stood like a sword, as if he was the only one in the world.

There are people who practiced in the lower realm of heaven, who directly crossed the Taoist path and went to Jianshan to ask for advice on Jiandao.

In the distance, in the stands, the Sword Saint of the Wind stood up and heard Ye Futian's voice, and was speechless.

Could it be that he really thinks that no one in the Dali Nine County Sword Cultivator is worthy of him to draw his sword?

Therefore, should I challenge Jianshan directly?

Is it so proud to have a sword that lasts thirty years?

The sword cultivators in Yan County also had their eyes frozen there, and they looked at Ye Futian in surprise.

Ask Jianshan Jiandao.

"Don't be arrogant." Ziwei Sword Saint said, "The Sword Seven did not enter the Taoist battle before. Now his disciple Li Hanxing came to pay homage to the practitioners of Jianshan, but Ye Futian came to challenge the disciples of Jianshan. What is this?

Even Li Wang, Lu Chuan and others looked at the handsome figure standing there alone.

"I have never seen you fight before, so why do you ask Jianshan Jiandao?" Princess Li You looked at Ye Futian with beautiful eyes, and suddenly walked out of someone and wanted to challenge the first Jiandao holy land in the upper world, which was a bit inexplicable.

Ye Futian looked at Li You with a calm expression and said, "I am observing the Taoist battle. No one in the nine counties deserves my sword, so I ask Jianshan Jiandao."

"Arrogant." Li You's expression changed slightly. Her father was in charge of the nine counties of Dali. The heavens of the upper realm came to recruit people. The king of his father summoned the monks of the nine counties to fight in this way. Ye Futian said that the monks of the nine counties are worthy of his sword?

Lu Chuan looked at Ye Futian with a strange look. In such an environment, he stood up and said so wildly that he should not be summarized by the words "arrogance".

Many sword cultivators in Yan County stopped and stared at the figure standing alone.

At this moment, a figure stepped out, and it was the strongest sword cultivator under the Juque Sword Sect, who opened up the land.

He stepped out, and every step seemed to contain terrifying power, heading towards Ye Futian's oppression. His soul bloomed and a giant sword appeared. For a moment, the terrifying sword intent was oppressed towards Ye Futian.

"Om." After clearing the land and walking in the void, heavy swords suddenly lined up in one stroke, and the violent pressure turned into a rolling sword airflow.

With a loud bang, the giant sword broke through the air and killed him.

Ye Futian looked up and glanced at the other party, stood there quietly, with the sword intent flowing on his body. When giant swords came, they suddenly stopped in front of him, as if they were blocked by a sword intent.

"Boom." With a loud bang, the land and opened the land and rushed to kill with a giant sword.

Ye Futian waved his hand, and a heavy sword also appeared in front of him. An extremely heavy pressure burst out. His palm pushed out, and the heavy sword immediately rushed forward, colliding with the sword that was opening up.

A dull loud noise came out, and the body that was slaughtering down suddenly stopped. His sword seemed to have stopped, and he felt a terrifying pressure pressing on his body.

Ye Futian slapped his palm towards the heavy sword, and the sword came out, and the hissing and sharp sound was harsh. The sword that was opened broke inch by inch, and the heavy sword directly broke through the defense and hit his body. In just a moment, his body was directly shaken out, and blood was spit out from his mouth.

"Your sword power is too weak." Ye Futian spoke indifferently. He never moved from beginning to end, and only used one hand and one sword.

The strength is too weak, which is his previous evaluation of the land clearance.

"Crack..." At this moment, a sword intent was seen as the sky, and Lin Ya, the Fenglei Sword Sect, descended from the sky with the terrifying Fenglei Sword Intent, as if the void was about to explode and destroy.

Thunder lightning shone on Ye Futian's body, and a thunder appeared in front of him.

With a step, Ye Futian rushed directly into the lightning light, and a sword was born, the heaven and earth opened, and the lightning light broke out.
To be continued...