Li Yao walked in that direction, and the man turned around and led the way forward.
Behind Li Yao, a figure followed closely behind, looking forward.
In the chaotic battlefield, these figures shuttled forward.
At this time, the man in front suddenly stopped, turned around, looked at Li Yao, and said, "Your Highness, hurry up."
Above his body, wisps of life force flowed, and his eyes were extremely deep. At this time, Li Yao's mind was in a mess, and he felt extremely humiliated and angry.
At this time, he was forced to flee.
At this time, lightning flashed through the void sky, directly passed in front of Li Yao, and killed the figure in front of him.
The man in front of him was stunned, looked up, and saw an extraordinarily handsome figure like a bolt of lightning descending, holding a very thin soft sword in his hand. The sword was like a silver snake, shining with dazzling silver light, as if it was going to cut people's spiritual consciousness.
This sword was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning. The eyes of the person leading the way narrowed slightly. He slammed his palm forward, and the palm print was instantly torn to pieces. At the same time, his body flew backward, and the sword Qi swept past, tearing his clothes.
He looked up, and there was a puzzled look in his eyes. He looked at the handsome figure and asked, "Sir, what do you mean?"
Li Yao, who was behind him, was also stunned, looking at the person who suddenly attacked.
The disciple of the Imperial Advisor of Dali, Lu Chuan.
Outstanding talent, unparalleled wisdom, led the Battle of Empty Realm to defeat Emperor Xia's Realm.
"I remember everyone who stayed in the Lord's Residence, and even those who went to Qianye City, I know the life force of each and every one of them. Although you look very similar to a subordinate of the Third Prince, you are not him." Lu Chuan looked forward and said softly, "Brother Seventh Swordsman, how have you been?"
The two words "Seventh Swordsman" were like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Li Yao's mind. He suddenly looked up, staring at the figure in front of him, and his pupils dilated. His eyes stared straight ahead, and his face was pale.
This name was too familiar to him, because it was the person he swore to kill.
However, had he been deceived again?
A violent airflow swept out from Li Yao's body. He looked like an angry dragon, but there was also a hint of fear in his anger.
The Seventh Swordsman was like a shadow to him.
When Yan Yuan stood in front of him, he trusted him very much. He thought that as long as the Nirvana Saint did not show up, Yan Yuan could stop his opponents for him. He had absolute trust in the Imperial Advisor's disciple.
In fact, Yan Yuan did it. Even though he was seriously injured, he still managed to stop the two top figures and let Li Yao leave.
At this moment, Yan Yuan was also a disciple of the Imperial Emperor of Dali, and there was no doubt about Li Yao.
But Li Yao did not have that kind of confidence.
If it was Ye Futian standing in front of Lu Chuan.
It was obvious that Ye Futian was a mortal enemy, but deep down in Li Yao's heart, he absolutely recognized Ye Futian's strength.
In and Yao, the battle, Yao was.
There was a gust of wind, and the clothes of the figure standing there fluttered. His long hair turned silver, and the lines on his face began to change. Soon, an extremely handsome face was imprinted in Li Yao's eyes.
Li Li and his fists, and Yao was, he.
"Ye Futian!" A cold voice came out of his mouth.
Ye Futian did not look at Li Yao, as if he ignored him. His eyes fell on Lu Chuan, and he said, "Brother, can you step aside?"
"No," Lu Chuan responded. He activated his cultivation method, and suddenly, the will of the Great Path filled the air, tearing the void sky. A storm that could tear the space appeared in this space, and Lu Chuan was surrounded by terrible sword aura.
"Excuse me," Ye Futian said. A halberd appeared in his hand, and the Halberd of Time and Space swallowed the terrible will of the Great Path, sweeping the void sky, trying to freeze the space.
The Great Path shrouded the sky and the earth, and Li Yao and Lu Chuan felt that they had fallen into an absolute space. Lu Chuan's wrist shook slightly, and the silver sword light swept the sky, crushing the space will. The two forces seemed to be fighting invisibly.
"Boom."
Ye Futian stepped forward, and the heavy space will descended. The void sky trembled, and it seemed to be completely frozen.
Lu Chuan looked solemn, and the silver storm grew stronger and stronger, as if a storm of swordsmanship covered the sky.
"Boom."
Ye Futian took another step forward, and the void sky trembled again. The Footwork of Xuanyuan was integrated with the will of the Great Path, and the pressure was terrible.
When he took the third step, Ye Futian's figure disappeared from where he was.
His body turned into a series of residual shadows, and he appeared in front of Lu Chuan in an instant. Countless shadows of the halberd appeared between heaven and earth, and they merged into one, turning into a halberd, piercing the void sky.
The Halberd of Nothingness, Extreme Shadow.
The silver sword in Lu Chuan's hand moved as well. As it trembled, the sky and earth roared.
When the sword was unleashed, it split the light and split the shadows, tearing the void sky apart. Endless silver light swept across the sky and earth, creating brilliant light.
The moment the two attacks collided, a destructive storm blew between heaven and earth. With a loud bang, Ye Futian stepped between the sky and earth, moving like a phantom, and stabbed with the halberd again. The second move, Annihilation.
The will of the Great Path shattered the void sky, crushing the silver sword will, and rushed toward Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan's fingers fell on the sword, and the sword aura was blinding, shining between heaven and earth. Above his body, endless light fell on the sword, and the will of the Great Path was integrated into the sword.
When the sword was unleashed, the void sky cracked, and there was only one sword.
A beam of dazzling light appeared between the two of them, and the heavy attack seemed to be cut off by the sword. Above Lü Chuan, the Deed of Thorough Comprehension bloomed, and the sacred light enveloped his body. The Great Path fell down, and the Sword Will circled around him. His whole body was crystal clear, like a sword.
However, at this moment, Ye Futian's body released a power similar to his own. The light of the Deed of Thorough Comprehension was extremely sacred, and the Great Path became one. Many wills of the Great Path turned into the Great Path of Space, and heaven and earth seemed to be bound. Sword will appeared from the void sky and attacked Lu Chuan.
Lu Chuan's body did not move, and he still stood proudly. When the sword fell, it cut on his body, but could not break through his swordsmanship defense.
"Bang."
When Ye Futian stepped again, the sky and earth became extremely heavy. He continued to step forward, and Lu Chuan's eyes were extremely solemn. Above his body, there seemed to be an extremely strong suppression of the Great Path.
"Brother, be careful," Ye Futian said. As his voice fell, he took another step forward, and then his body went straight forward. The Halberd of Time and Space lashed out, and the destructive storm tore the void sky, moving forward with indomitable will.
It seemed that anything that stood in his way would be destroyed.
The third move, Return to Void.
The Great Path returned to Void, and everything was destroyed.
The sword in Lu Chuan's hand floated in front of him. He formed a seal with both hands, and the sword will of the Great Path between heaven and earth flowed into the sword. The sword swallowed and spat out endless silver light, and countless sword shadows all became one, merging into the sword.
The sword hummed, and cracks seemed to appear in the surrounding space, as if it was about to be torn and shattered.
The surrounding void sky seemed to have a pattern of the Great Path, with the sword as the axis. In the pattern of the Great Path, tens of thousands of swords became one, merging into the sword.
Finally, Lu Chuan's palm moved forward, and when the sword came out, it was shocking.
In front of him, Ye Futian, who walked with the steps of the Great Path, attacked with the Halberd of Time and Space in his hand, and it landed on the sword.
The Halberd of Time and Space and the sword collided, and the destructive storm flooded the sky.
A terrifying explosive storm swept out, and the sword was thrown back. The violent will of the Great Path hit Lu Chuan's body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.
Voom. A bolt of lightning flashed, and the Halberd of Time and Space was pointed at Lu Chuan, but it did not pierce down.
Lu Chuan looked up at the figure in front of him and sighed.
He and his Eldest Brother had been careful enough to plan this, and yet they still lost.
"Brother, don't blame me." Ye Futian stepped past him and chased after Li Yao, who was fleeing in another direction.
Lu Chuan did not chase after him. Ye Futian had already shown mercy, or else he would have fallen, and there would have been no point in chasing after him.
It was a pity that he was born in Emperor Xia's Realm.
In the battlefield far away in the City Lord's Office, Yan Yuan was fighting against two Unblemished Realm cultivators all by himself. He naturally sensed Ye Futian's appearance. He stepped into the sky, and the matrix of the Great Path covered the sky, blocking Yaya and Ji Yuan. He wanted to turn around and leave the battlefield to help Li Yao.
But tens of thousands of swords fell, blocking the sky and blocking him from leaving. There was no way Yaya would let him leave the battlefield.
…
Ye Futian's body shuttled through the void sky, rushing toward Li Yao in front of him.
Li Yao was also a cultivator of the Saint Plane, but he did not have the slightest courage to fight against Ye Futian. He himself thought that he could not win.
So, he chose to run.
"Kill him." Li Yao fled to the side of a mighty one who was fighting with a shadow guard. That person was a Saint of True Self, with extraordinary strength. He forced a shadow guard of the same plane to retreat, then swept his gaze towards Ye Futian, his body retreating, blocking the direction of Li Yao's escape.
Ye Futian stepped into the void sky and pointed his finger forward. Sword will tore the void sky, and the Swords of Kasyapa attacked madly.
His opponent stepped into the void sky and slapped both of his palms at the same time. Thousands of palm prints appeared, shattering the Swords of Kasyapa.
But Ye Futian still moved forward, and the swords were endless. A cold light flashed in his eyes. Even though he was talented, he was still only at the first level of the Saint Plane, and he dared to get close to him?
The swords were endless, and they were all destroyed. His palm smashed toward Ye Futian.
At that moment, a strong sense of danger descended.
Among the swords, there was one sword that emanated a terrifying aura, making him feel a fatal sense of danger.
That sword seemed to come out from between Ye Futian's eyebrows, and it pierced through the palm print with extreme speed. He roared, and a strong will guarded in front of him. It was the will of the Great Path.
But the sword pierced through, and an extreme brilliance swallowed and spat out from the sword. His pupils contracted, and he seemed to see an extremely holy sword in his mind, one that could not be profaned. It seemed to contain a trace of the emperor's will.
Ye Futian had asked the valley master of Divine Cloud Valley to make this sword, and he had integrated a trace of his will of the emperor into it.
The sword flashed, and it pierced through his opponent's head. Ye Futian's body did not stop at all, and he stepped over his opponent's body and moved forward.
Li Yao, who was in front, sensed what was happening behind him, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.
How could this happen? Why was his sword aura so powerful? What method did Ye Futian cultivate?
He had actually killed a Saint of True Self with a single strike.
Li Yao's heart raced, and he felt the aura behind him getting closer and closer. At that moment, he was so desperate.
Once upon a time, when he went to the Nine States of the Lower Worlds of Emperor Xia's Realm, he never thought that such a day would come.
At that time, he was a prince of the Upper Worlds, the son of Emperor Li. How noble his status was, especially in front of the people of the Lower Worlds.
For him, the people of the Lower Worlds of the Nine States were like ants, not even worth mentioning.
Even though Saint Zhi had killed his opponent's wife, he still did not care.
But today, the person who he had once regarded as an ant of the Lower Worlds and wanted to kill at will, wanted to kill him, the prince of Dali?
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