Outside Dali Academy, someone had come to challenge him and seek the Way of the Sword.
In Dali Academy, there were many people who disdained this and did not care. They thought that it was just someone trying to gain popularity and enter Dali Academy to cultivate.
But there were also some powerful people who came out of Dali Academy and took it seriously. Since someone had come to seek the Way, they would do it for him.
Soon, someone else attacked Ye Futian. A disciple of Dali Academy, who was skilled in spatial rule will, attacked Ye Futian directly. He moved so fast that it was almost impossible to see his figure. His attack power was also extremely strong.
Ye Futian still only took one sword. His swordsmanship was extremely fast. The speed at which he drew his sword, as well as his own speed, could be said to be terrifying. He completely blocked the attack of the disciple of Dali Academy.
In the end, the sword cut through the air, and the disciple of Dali Academy was defeated.
Many people became more serious. This swordsman seeking the Way was very strong.
Moreover, what did the seven swords in front of him mean? Could it be that they represented seven kinds of swordsmanship?
In each battle, he only took one sword. Did this mean that he had not used his full strength in each battle?
Soon, a third person made his move. It seemed that to confirm everyone's guess, Ye Futian still only took one sword and defeated the disciple of Dali Academy.
This swordsman who had come to seek the Way had won all three battles.
For a moment, the disciples of Dali Academy looked a little more serious.
It seemed that this swordsman was not here to make a fuss, but to truly seek the Way of the Sword. He wanted to use the disciples of Dali Academy to sharpen his sword.
At this time, among the crowd of Dali Academy, there was a young man dressed in a golden robe. His eyebrows were like swords, and they seemed particularly sharp. His deep eyes flashed with a different light, and the look in his eyes kept changing.
"Swordsman, Seventh Swordsman." A cold smirk flashed across his eyes. He glanced at the figure behind him and then walked forward.
When they saw him appear, many disciples of Dali Academy looked surprised. For a moment, they were quite quiet. Obviously, this person was also quite famous in Dali Academy.
"Your sword is not bad." The young man who walked out glanced at the sword in front of Ye Futian and said, "But who gave you the guts to provoke Dali Academy? I'll give you ten breaths of time to disappear from my sight."
Many people revealed strange expressions when they heard his words. They thought that he was going to fight, but they didn't expect him to make the swordsman disappear.
However, when they thought of the other party's identity, everyone understood. This was his style.
His surname was Li, which was the surname of the royal family of Dali Imperial City.
Li Xuan, a third-generation descendant of the Prince Regent's Household, was also the Prince Regent's grandson.
Ye Futian's eyes were as sharp as swords when he heard Li Xuan's words. He glanced at him. He was rather familiar with the golden robes, as he had seen them in King Li's Palace. When he saw the man's arrogant demeanor, he was able to vaguely guess where he came from.
A disciple of the royal family of Dali.
Of course, in Emperor Li's Avenue, especially in Dali Academy, it was not surprising to run into a disciple of the royal family.
"Defeat the sword in my hand, and I will naturally disappear from your sight," Ye Futian said to Li Xuan.
Li Xuan looked at Ye Futian with a look of mockery. His eyes were full of contempt, as if he was the one who controlled fate, mocking the plaything in his hand.
"Bang."
Li Xuan's body suddenly exploded with an extremely violent aura, and a series of golden afterimages appeared, stretching his body. It was as if countless Li Xuan had appeared at the same time. Li Xuan's figure appeared in front of Ye Futian, and his hand reached out to grab Ye Futian. In that instant, the sword in front of Ye Futian trembled and rang.
Not only that, but Ye Futian had a feeling that his swords were about to be destroyed and broken. Not only that, but the space he was in was also subjected to an extremely terrifying sealing power and shattering power. It was as if he was about to be crushed right there and then.
Ye Futian pulled out his sword, and in an instant, the light of thunder swept out, and the extremely violent power of destruction raged between heaven and earth, like the light of catastrophe.
The sword was born, and the catastrophe came.
A bolt of purple lightning appeared in front of Ye Futian, and the space seemed to be split open, colliding with the power that was coming towards him.
"Boom …"
A loud sound was heard, and his opponent's arm seemed to have turned golden, and it actually clasped his sword. The sword cut against his opponent's palm, but he felt the existence of the Sacred Knight.
"Boom!" His opponent's arm continued forward, crushing everything in its path, including his sword. That arm seemed to be forged from a divine tool.
He had come to seek the Path, but it was clear that Li Xuan did not treat this as a battle to learn from each other, or he would not have used the power of a divine implement.
Feeling the terrible destructive power of his opponent's palm, Ye Futian's body turned into a series of afterimages as he quickly retreated. At the same time, faint will of the Great Path permeated around him, and sword qi whistled around him, and a heavy sword appeared.
"Boom." Ye Futian suddenly stopped and took a step forward, and Li Xuan felt as if he had stepped directly on his heart. In the next moment, the heavy sword whistled forward, and it was extremely heavy, slamming into his palm.
A loud sound was heard, and Li Xuan was slammed into the palm print by the heavy sword. Even though he had a ritual implement, his arm still shook violently, and he felt as if it was about to break. His body was instantly knocked back, but Ye Futian took a step forward, and the heavy sword followed him. Li Xuan's heart beat, and layers of sword will rushed out in a frenzy.
Bang, bang, bang … There were continuous violent sounds of collision, and Li Xuan's body continued to move backward, his feet scraping against the ground, and he finally stopped.
The heavy sword dissipated, and Ye Futian's eyes swept over him coldly. Li Xuan lowered his arm, but it was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was not feeling well.
A figure appeared behind Li Xuan, but Li Xuan did not seem to see it. He simply looked up at Ye Futian, who was in front of him. A mocking smile flashed in his eyes, and his lips curled into a smile. He spat out one word, "Kill."
"Kill!"
Li Xuan said the word "kill" with a murderous intent. Obviously, he was not joking.
Even many of the people of Dali Academy were stunned by Li Xuan's one word.
This swordsman had directly challenged Dali Academy, but he had used the words "seeking the Path." Even if it was somewhat disrespectful, Dali Academy should have defeated him directly. If they wanted to vent their anger, they could have beaten him up.
But after being beaten back, he ordered a Saint to kill him. This was not something to be proud of, no matter how one looked at it. After all, they were all people of status, and being a disciple of Dali Academy was a symbol of their status, not to mention that they were of the Li family.
Li Xuan's actions were a bit too cruel.
But then again, it seemed that he had always been so willful and reckless.
A swordsman seeking the Path, given Li Xuan's status, killing him was not a big deal.
The Saint behind Li Xuan immediately took the order and attacked. The speed of Saint level cultivators was incredibly fast, and such a distance was not a distance at all.
In an instant, Ye Futian felt a vigorous power descend. An incomparably huge golden palm smashed down, indestructible. As the palm descended, it was like the end of the world. Ye Futian felt as if the sky was about to collapse, and he found it hard to breathe.
The Saint level cultivator attacked directly.
Instead, he attacked to kill without a trace of hesitation.
Li Xuan had ordered him to kill, and so he killed.
Although he had been extremely arrogant since he came to Emperor Li's Realm, in reality, he had not truly offended anyone too much, nor had he truly created a conflict of interest with others. He seemed arrogant, but in reality, he had always been very cautious, in order to prevent powerful Saints from acting against him.
He had come to Dali Academy not to challenge, but to seek the Path, and to do so openly.
The disciples of Dali Academy were the proud sons of heaven of Dali Imperial City, the number one holy land of Dali. Naturally, they had to take care of their face, and would not do anything to him.
But there were always accidents, and there were always some people who did not follow the rules, and there was no reason to speak of.
For example, Li Xuan. This was the first time Ye Futian had seen him, but his eyes were full of mockery and contempt. After being beaten back, he immediately ordered the Saint level cultivator to kill him.
For Ye Futian, the worst part was that although he had already attracted the attention of some great figures, he had not yet truly entered the center of Dali. He did not have an identity, and yet someone was trying to kill him.
In that instant, the will of the great path bloomed wildly. Heavy swords appeared in front of Ye Futian, and at the same time, they blasted towards the huge palm.
"Boom!"
There was a loud rumble, and the sky seemed to tremble violently. The golden palm that destroyed the void crushed everything, and the heavy swords were shattered. Under the golden palm, Ye Futian's body was sent flying, and he let out a muffled groan.
But he had withstood the palm.
His eyes were cold, and a terrible storm of Sword Qi swept around him as he stared at his opponent.
In Emperor Li's Realm, he could not use the Halberd of Time and Space like he did in Emperor Xia's Realm when facing a Saint. Otherwise, he would be exposed.
He also could not use other very powerful divine implements. If a lone swordsman from the Lower Worlds took out a very high level divine implement, then it would obviously be a flaw.
So when facing a Saint level cultivator, Ye Futian could not even use a divine implement to fight.
Ye Futian stared at his opponent, and then glanced at Li Xuan in the distance. He stood there indifferently, looking calmly at the battlefield.
Or rather, looking at Ye Futian.
The Seventh Swordsman, seeking the Way of the Sword outside Dali Academy?
Who did he think he was?
Even though he had shown unparalleled strength in the Lower Worlds in the Palace of Emperor Li in the Lower Worlds, since he had fallen into his hands, then he would not be polite!
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