"What a strong sword."
Everyone around looked serious. At this moment, in this Realm of Ruin, many of the people around were geniuses of Taixuan City, and their strength was extraordinary. But when they saw Ye Futian's sword, they still felt a little shocked.
The sword condensed from the sword seal contained an extremely powerful will of swordsmanship, as if it had a life of sword spirit. It broke through the enemy in an instant, and its power was extremely overbearing.
An Unblemished Saint of the same realm could not exert his strength at all and was defeated with one sword.
Princess Luoyue stared at Ye Futian's figure. Sure enough, as her sister had said, this person's sword was very strong. Although he had not yet shown the speed that she had heard, this power was already very terrifying. The light of swordsmanship flowed around his body. At this moment, Ye Futian was like a sword, and a sword spirit appeared behind him, which was his life spirit.
This was a very pure swordsmanship cultivator.
A wisp of might flowed on Luoyue's body. She was a little eager to try and see Ye Futian's strength, but she saw Deng Hu and Lin Yuan next to her take half a step forward and say to her, "Sister, let's try his sword first."
Deng Hu and Lin Yuan were both people of the Nirvana Saint Plane, and their strength was extremely strong. They cultivated under the City Lord of Taixuan City, and they had many powerful books of cultivation methods. Even in the entire Taixuan City, they were very famous figures.
Now, to say that they were going to deal with an Unblemished Saint was actually a bit of a bully, but the strength of this swordsman was indeed strong. Everyone had seen that even a Nirvana Saint might not be able to defeat him.
Luoyue hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. Deng Hu stepped forward and came to the void, facing Ye Futian. There was a very strong pressure on his body, and it was as if his dominance could be felt across the space.
"Deng Hu of the City Lord's Residence, with my realm, it is a bit of a bully to fight with you, but your sword is really strong, so I have to learn from it," Deng Hu said. Tiger Lord said. He took down the big axe from his back and held it in his hand, casually carrying it on his shoulder.
An invisible storm suddenly whipped up, raging in this void. It was as sharp as a blade, making people feel as if every inch of their skin was being cut by a knife. Many people around felt a chill. Deng Hu was the Storm Saint. In the Saint Plane, there were not many people in Taixuan City who could defeat him, let alone Unblemished Saints. There had never been such a battle before. Only he could challenge others across realms. Who could challenge Deng Hu?
"Are you ready?" Deng Hu asked Ye Futian. His voice was sharp and domineering.
"Please." A disciple of the City Lord's House of Taixuan City was already an extraordinary figure. His grandmaster was Lord Taixuan.
The arm on his shoulder moved forward, and Deng Hu's figure continued to move upward. In an instant, an extremely terrible storm whipped up between heaven and earth. The will of this storm became tangible, like a thread that could cut through space, and swept toward Ye Futian.
The sword mudras around Ye Futian's body swept out. With his body as the center, they formed a storm of swords. The two extremely oppressive forces collided, and a very sharp and harsh sound burst out.
The storm grew stronger and stronger, and in an instant, it annihilated the world. The stone pillar where Ye Futian stood was also completely submerged by the storm. The sword mudras could not stop the storm from invading. Deng Hu took a fierce step down. This step seemed to contain an extremely overbearing power of suppression. Not only that, but the tangible storm was sharper than swords. It cut through the void, trying to cut Ye Futian's body into pieces.
If it had been an ordinary Saint standing in the storm at this moment, he would have been killed directly.
"Are you still not going to make a move?" Deng Hu seemed to have been giving Ye Futian a chance to take the initiative to attack, but he saw that Ye Futian was not in a hurry at all. Sword will surrounded his body, resisting the power of the storm. His whole body was in the storm.
Deng Hu stretched out his left hand and suddenly clenched it in the air. With a rumble, a dull sound broke out between heaven and earth. The space where Ye Futian was seemed to be squeezed by the storm. The terrible storm raged, wanting to tear his body to pieces. There was an extremely overbearing will suppressing his body.
"Buzz." The sword spirit behind him rang, and countless sword mudras surrounded the sword. The sword formed by the sword spirit became sharper and sharper. It turned into a giant sword, piercing through the space.
"Cut," Ye Futian spat out. His Sword Will slashed the way, splitting the storm. Countless sword mudras moved straight forward, turning into countless currents of swordsmanship, directly attacking Deng Hu in the void.
Deng Hu smiled. His reputation was well-deserved. This person had caused a commotion here. Naturally, he was not a simple character.
His arm moved forward, and the battle-ax was wrapped in a terrible storm. Above the sky, there were countless storms around the battle-ax. Each storm seemed to be an extension of the battle-ax. This battle-ax was not a high-level divine implement. It became famous in Deng Hu's hands. It was called the Storm Battle-Ax.
Countless storm will lingered on the battle-ax. Deng Hu stared at Ye Futian and slashed out with the ax. The ax split the sky and collided directly with the sword that Ye Futian had slashed out. In an instant, its overbearing will destroyed the sword qi, showing how strong its power was.
Ye Futian put his hands together, the sword in front of him, and countless sword mudras became one. At this moment, the sword qi was strong to the extreme. From his body, beams of sword light burst into the sky, killing towards the void storm.
"Go."
Ye Futian let go, and a sharp and harsh sound came out. The sword was fast to the extreme, directly breaking through the light of the battle-ax and killing towards Deng Hu in the void.
Seeing this scene, Deng Hu showed a strange look. He stepped into the void, his body flew, and he slashed out with the ax again. At this moment, the light of the storm all turned into invincible axe will, trying to cut through the void, killing towards the sword and Ye Futian.
The battle-ax and the giant sword collided, and a terrible destructive light radiated out. In the next moment, the sword directly dissipated, as if it had been instantly divided into countless swords, like a sword matrix, cutting through the void, killing towards Deng Hu.
Any sword was fast to the extreme, as if it contained space will, directly crossing the void and slashing towards him.
"Buzz!" A sword light crossed the side of his neck, and he felt a chill all over his body. With a loud shout, the battle-ax in his hand began to spin. Countless light of the battle-ax cut through everything, but the swords seemed to have eyes. They were able to avoid it and continue to kill their opponent, endless.
"Is the attack power of his sword so strong?" Some people were shocked.
That was Deng Hu, the Storm Saint, the personal disciple of the City Lord of Taixuan City.
Many people glanced at Ye Futian. His whole body seemed to be in a sword curtain, which was in the shape of a sword, and it just happened to envelop him. He closed his eyes, and the vast Great Path of heaven and earth resonated. At this moment, the swords on the swordsmen around him were trembling, as if they were out of control, and the Sword Qi in the swordsmen's body was also moving in that direction.
Not only here, but also in many places in the Realm of Ruin. With a flash of figures, they felt this scene and were extremely surprised.
With a loud roar, Deng Hu flew in the void, and the sky and earth were cut in a line, and many sword mudras were directly shattered into nothingness.
He glanced at Ye Futian. As a Saint of the Nirvana Realm and a personal disciple of the City Lord, this battle seemed to make him a little disgraceful.
Even if Ye Futian's talent was superb, he should have been able to easily crush him to be worthy of his status.
He raised the Storm Axe in his palm, and at this moment, the light of thousands of storms shone between heaven and earth like thunder. Many people's hearts beat faster. Deng Hu's axe had not yet been cut down, and they could already feel the majestic and powerful temperament contained in it.
"I am afraid that Deng Hu is going to release his ultimate skills." Many people's hearts were beating fast. If this axe was cut down, they did not know how strong it would be.
Ye Futian looked up at the void. His expression was as usual, still calm, and the sword spirit appeared directly in the sword in his hands, swallowing and spitting out the sword light.
"Chi …"
Deng Hu's axe came down, and a light appeared above the sky. A line, from top to bottom, cut towards the place where Ye Futian was.
"Break the soul," Ye Futian spat out.
Ye Futian spat. His sword could destroy souls.
Above the void, a line and a sword collided with each other, like a confrontation between the axe and the sword.
"Go again," Ye Futian said, and another sword was born in his body, breaking through the air.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
The sword continued to break through the air, and this void seemed to be about to collapse and shatter, and the pressure was extreme.
Bang, bang, bang.
Many wills of the Way collapsed and shattered, and the light of the axe was shattered and destroyed. With a loud noise, the huge light of the axe also collapsed.
The sword broke through the air, and in an instant, it came in front of Deng Hu in the void. Deng Hu's axe came down again, but at the moment when the axe came down, he only felt thousands of swords passing through his body. His spiritual soul trembled violently, and there were countless sword wills penetrating into it.
"Buzz."
The crowd only saw a flash of light, and Ye Futian's figure descended. His palm slapped on the sword, and the light of the sword directly pierced the void. Deng Hu groaned, and his body was shaken out.
"Deng Hu was actually defeated." When the others saw this scene, their expressions all changed, and their hearts trembled. The momentum of their bodies surged, and they were eager to try. How could this person's combat power be so strong?
As if feeling the reaction of the crowd, Ye Futian in the void formed a seal with both hands. At this moment, in the void of the Great Path, it seemed that the sword will was everywhere, making them feel that no matter where they were, there was real sword might.
Swords directly condensed in the void, surrounding Ye Futian's body, hanging upside down in the sky.
With a move of Ye Futian's will, the swords suddenly pointed at the cultivators, and everyone felt the pressure of their spiritual souls.
"I have a sword, and it is enough," Ye Futian said. His voice seemed to contain sword will, and the moment his voice fell, everyone felt countless sword will descend on their bodies, and then the real sword descended.
At this moment, even the cultivators of the Nirvana Plane gathered a powerful force to resist this sword.
"Boom, boom, boom …" This sword slashed at everyone, including Luoyue. Monstrous sword might appeared around Luoyue's body. She also cultivated the sword.
However, when Ye Futian's sword arrived, she felt as if thousands of swords had pierced through her body.
"Puff!"
With a groan, the sword will seemed to penetrate her body, and with a move of her will, she disappeared.
Not only her, but many people disappeared from where they were, and Ye Futian's figure also disappeared.
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