The Seventh Swordsman, seeking the Sword Mountain.
Countless cultivators of the Nine Counties of Dali and many holy lands stared ahead.
With one sword, no one in the Nine Counties could defeat him.
The three strongest in the battles of the Nine Counties could not force him to use his true swordsmanship. Whether it was Li Hanxing, Zuo Zhengdao, or Qin Cang, none of them were able to take his sword in the truest sense.
Who was this Seventh Swordsman?
Even the County King of Yan was shocked by Ye Futian's strength, let alone the people of the Nine Counties. There was no swordsman below the Saint Plane in the County of Yan before this young man who was recommended by the Sword Saint of Fierce Wind.
Who could withstand his sword?
Li Hanxing of the Ziwei Sword Clan was still vulnerable.
"Amazing." King Li praised from his throne. He dared to challenge the rules with one sword and went straight to the Sword Mountain. No one in the Nine Counties could defeat him.
Arrogant and maverick.
He did not mind at all. All peerless figures had the courage to break the rules and were qualified to do so.
In the previous battles, many in the Nine Counties were chosen by the cultivators of the Upper Worlds. Qin Cang of the Upper Qin, Zuo Zhengdao of Dongyang, and Li Hanxing of the County of Yan were all very good.
However, as the king of the Lower Worlds of Dali, he always felt that something was missing.
They lacked a figure who could look down on the crowd, a peerless genius who could make the top forces of the Upper Worlds move. Although Qin Cang had defeated Zuo Zhengdao and won first place in the Law Tournament, he was still lacking in maturity.
Ye Futian's appearance seemed to have made up for this deficiency. He saw the arrogance of the younger generation and also saw the combat ability that could look down on others.
As King Li, he naturally knew that the Dali Dynasty did not lack geniuses or geniuses. What they lacked were geniuses like Lu Chuan of the Dali Dynasty who could influence the Battle of Empty Realm. What they did have was people like Ye Futian of Emperor Xia's Realm, who had single-handedly decided the outcome of the Battle of Empty Realm last year.
It was good to be able to select some geniuses to enter the Upper Worlds, but to be able to see such a figure was what the Imperial Advisor really wanted to see.
He did not know if the Seventh Swordsman was qualified to live up to his expectations, but at least he had such a chance.
Lu Chuan also stared at Ye Futian, but he did not say anything and did nothing. He just quietly watched everything unfold.
The leader of Sword Mountain this time was the Shadow Bearing Sword Saint. His eyes were like swords as he stared at Ye Futian.
Sword Mountain was the number one holy land of swordsmanship in the Upper Worlds. There were many disciples in the sect, and all of them had passed many tests. Their talent in swordsmanship was outstanding. Of course, there were also strong and weak ones.
In truth, Ye Futian had proven his prowess in swordsmanship after defeating several swordsmen in the County of Yan.
However, as the number one Sword Principle sacred land, it was naturally not a place where just anyone could cross the rules and challenge. If he wanted to challenge the Sword Mountain, he would have to show him a sufficiently strong Sword Principle.
It was obvious that he had seen Ye Futian.
"Are you from the County of Yan?" the Sword Saint of Shadow Bearing asked.
"Yes," Ye Futian replied.
"Who is your teacher?" the Shadow Bearing Sword Saint asked again.
"I've cultivated with many wandering swordsmen and received their guidance. I've entered the door of swordsmanship, but I've never truly become their disciple," Ye Futian said.
"Self-taught?" The Shadow Bearing Sword Saint continued to ask, "You've comprehended many types of swordsmanship, so you must have cultivated the general outline of swordsmanship. Did you comprehend the Blazing Sun, Ice, Wind and Thunder by yourself?"
"I've picked up many incomplete books of swordsmanship. If I were to speak of a teacher, I would use the sun and the moon as my swords, the stars as my swords, the wind, the rain, and the lightning as my swords. Everything in the world is my teacher," Ye Futian continued to reply. He looked at the Shadow Bearing Sword Saint and asked, "Are you done with your questions, sir?"
"Would you like to come with me to Sword Mountain to cultivate?" The Shadow Bearing Sword Saint did not continue to ask and instead extended an invitation to Ye Futian.
He invited him to cultivate at Sword Mountain.
No one was surprised. While Ye Futian was arrogant, his talent in swordsmanship was unparalleled in the Lower Worlds of Dali, and he seemed to be pursuing swordsmanship wholeheartedly. There was no way the Sword Mountain would let go of such a person, nor would they care about his arrogance.
"I've been studying swordsmanship for 30 years. After walking out of the Mountain of Hidden Swords, I went to the County of Yan and found that none of the swordsmen in the County of Yan were worthy of me drawing my sword. I heard that King Li summoned the cultivators of the Nine Counties here, so I came looking for someone to test my sword on. However, none of the cultivators of the Nine Counties of Dali were worthy of me drawing my sword." Ye Futian's voice was as sharp as a sword. He looked at the Shadow Bearing Sword Saint and said, "I heard that Sword Mountain is the number one holy land of swordsmanship in the Upper Worlds. Today, I ask the Sword Mountain if there is anyone who can defeat the sword in my hand, senior, and enter Sword Mountain to cultivate and pursue swordsmanship."
"So, if no one can defeat you, you won't enter?" the Shadow Bearing Sword Saint looked at Ye Futian and said.
"If none of the students of Sword Mountain can defeat the sword in my hand, then what is there in Sword Mountain for me to ask?" Ye Futian said proudly. Many were speechless when they heard what he said.
No one in Sword Mountain can defeat the sword in his hand?
What is there for him to ask?
He was still as arrogant as ever. However, the way everyone looked at Ye Futian was different from before. This arrogant swordsman would be able to enter Sword Mountain as long as he nodded.
However, he only pursued swordsmanship.
"Well said," the Shadow Bearing Sword Saint smiled and said, not minding Ye Futian's attitude at all.
True peerless swordsmen all had a side of themselves that was close to obsession with swordsmanship. That was an obsession with the sword and the pursuit of swordsmanship.
He seemed to have seen that in Ye Futian.
"Yuan Gang," the Shadow Bearing Sword Saint called. A figure stepped out from the crowd behind him.
There were not many from Sword Mountain who came to the Lower Worlds. It just so happened that there was a swordsman disciple who had comprehended will. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to defeat the Seventh Swordsman.
In the previous battle, Ye Futian was skilled in many kinds of swordsmanship. His own strength was especially strong, and the attacking power of his heavy sword was terrifying. He cut Zuo Zhengdao down from the sky.
As for Yuan Gang, the swordsmanship he was skilled in was no ordinary swordsmanship.
Yuan Gang stepped out. The lines and curves on his body were clear, and he seemed to be filled with explosive power. Every step he took gave people a sense of heaviness instead of the sharpness of swordsmen.
There was no sharpness to be felt from him.
"Draw your sword," Yuan Gang said to Ye Futian. Yuan Gang said to Ye Futian. As soon as he finished, a heavy sword appeared in front of him. Furthermore, it was a blunt sword. Just like him, there was no hint of sharpness to it. It looked heavy and clumsy.
Many looked puzzled. The blunt sword in Yuan Gang's hand seemed to be unable to pierce anyone's body at all.
However, since he was a disciple of Sword Mountain, no one dared to underestimate him.
Ye Futian stepped out. The sun shone brightly and shone down from the sky. He held the Sword of the Blazing Sun in his hand, and flames burned the sky. He brought the sword down from the sky, and a fire dragon seemed to have appeared in the air as he brought the sword down.
Yuan Gang seemed to have been holding the blunt sword. Silver light flowed on his body, seeming to have turned into a suit of armor.
"Bang." Yuan Gang's movements seemed clumsy and heavy as he took a step forward. He brought the blunt sword that he was holding, slapping at Ye Futian's sword.
Yuan Gang's sword did not stab; it smashed.
The Sword Will of the Blazing Sun slashed down and blasted on the blunt sword. It turned into endless flames, shooting out in all directions. Yuan Gang rushed up into the air with the sword in his hand. Ye Futian's Sword of the Blazing Sun burned through the air and slashed on Yuan Gang's blunt sword. The terrifying flames were pushed back, and the Sword of the Blazing Sun crumbled bit by bit.
"Boom!" The blunt sword continued to slam upwards. Ye Futian stepped into the air and shot up into the clouds, looking down.
"Bang." Yuan Gang rushed up into the air with the sword in his hand. Many shadows of the blunt sword appeared in the sky, overlapping and growing. It seemed that the blunt sword was the only thing between heaven and earth.
"All the ways of the world can be made into swords," the Sword Saint of Shadow Bearing said. Everyone was enlightened. There were thousands of ways of the sword, and they were not limited to one style.
The Sword Saint of Sword Mountain wanted Yuan Gang to teach them a lesson.
"Senior, you are right. All ways of the world can be made into swords," Ye Futian said loudly in the sky. Ye Futian said loudly in the sky. He stretched out both his hands, and suddenly, with his body as the center, heavy swords with no edge appeared. They were as heavy as stars, and every sword seemed to be imbued with terrifying power.
In the swords in his hands, a huge heavy sword was formed.
Loud rumbling sounds were heard. Yuan Gang, who was holding the sword, brought the shadows of the blunt swords up against the current and blasted towards Ye Futian.
"Go." Ye Futian took a step down. This step seemed to be in harmony with the way of the sword. The swords fell at the same time and blasted on the first blunt sword.
Then, a series of violent explosions rang out, shaking the heavens.
The heavy, blunt swords clashed with Ye Futian's sword in a frenzy. Finally, Yuan Gang arrived with the sword in his hand. He shouted, and the shadows of the multiple blunt swords swept up into the sky.
However, at that moment, Ye Futian stepped forward. The heavy sword that contained supreme power fell between his hands, along with the countless swords of stars around him, and clashed with the blunt sword.
The two powerful forces set off a destructive storm in an instant.
"Go down," Ye Futian said. Extremely violent power burst forth with the will of the great path. The heavy sword blasted on the blunt sword in a frenzy, pressing it down.
Boom, boom, boom … Terrifying explosions were heard, and the crowd was shocked to find that two figures were falling at an extremely fast speed. The overlapping blunt swords in front of Yuan Gang continued to explode and shatter.
He roared, but he was still unable to stop the monstrous force.
The Seventh Swordsman pointed to the sky and summoned more heavy swords to suppress them. The roar was unheard.
Boom! A loud noise was heard, and Yuan Gang's body was pressed onto the platform. He was still holding the huge blunt sword with both hands, but Ye Futian brought the swords of the great path down, and the swords came down in a frenzy, causing Yuan Gang to groan and spit up blood. The armor on his body was also collapsing and shattering.
Ye Futian took a step forward. Finally, the blunt sword collapsed, and Yuan Gang was lying on the ground. With the help of the recoil, Ye Futian shot up into the sky and once again stood proudly in the air. He stared at the Sword Saint of Shadow Bearing and said, "Who else?"
His voice rolled and spread throughout the world. The hearts of the people of the Nine Counties of Dali were pounding.
This Seventh Swordsman not only looked down on the Nine Counties, but even the swordsmen of Sword Mountain, the number one holy land of swordsmanship in the Upper Worlds, were defeated by him.
So what if they were from the Upper Worlds? He still crushed them with one sword.
The Sword Saint of Shadow Bearing looked at Yuan Gang, who was pressed to the ground, and was speechless when he heard Ye Futian's words.
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