Ye Futian's handsome figure stood in the air like a white-haired god of war.
At this moment, Ye Futian's fighting will was boundless. The cultivators of Heavenly Sword Hall frowned. Sword will swept out from their bodies.
Anyone who took a step forward would die?
One person had blocked the Heavenly Sword Hall!
Moreover, he dared to speak so arrogantly. He did not take Heavenly Sword Hall seriously at all.
The cultivators of the Yuanyang Clan looked at Ye Futian curiously. They did not expect this man to be so overbearing. However, could he really block the Heavenly Sword Hall?
Swoosh … Dazzling sword will erupted and rushed forward ferociously. A swordsman beside the Sword Saint of Avici took a step forward. Countless hurricanes and storms appeared between heaven and earth. In the storms, countless divine swords shot out and swept towards Ye Futian's body, trying to tear the entire space apart.
Anyone who took a step forward would die?
He wanted to see how he would die.
"Buzz." Ye Futian's body moved. His arm trembled. The long spear turned into a straight beam of light and directly rushed into the storm. Just like that, his body of flesh and blood pierced through the center of the storm.
At this moment, a golden hole seemed to appear in the storm. A divine spear appeared from within and streaked across the space.
Bang!
A soft sound was heard. The swordsman who attacked only saw a golden illusion. The next moment, the long spear directly pierced into the space between his eyebrows. Blood seeped out from between his eyebrows. It was a shocking sight.
"How is this possible?" The last thought appeared in his mind. Then, his consciousness faded and his spiritual soul shattered. His body directly fell from the sky.
He died in one blow.
"I'm not joking." Ye Futian pointed his long spear at the people of Heavenly Sword Hall in front of him. A suffocating sword will shrouded the space. Many sword spirits directly broke through the space and floated behind the cultivators of Heavenly Sword Hall.
Not joking?
He actually really killed them.
One person stood in the air, standing in front of the cultivators of Heavenly Sword Hall. He threatened that anyone who took a step forward would die.
This scene made the members of the Heavenly Sword Hall feel extremely embarrassed. Not only had one of their companions died, but it was also a humiliation to the Heavenly Sword Hall. A person who wanted to enter God's relic through joining the Heavenly Sword Hall had now snatched away the inheritance of the divine sword right in front of them. Moreover, they had been intercepted by one person and one spear.
As the strongest swordsmanship force in the Myriad Realm, Heavenly Sword Hall had never encountered such humiliation.
Moreover, their leader this time was the extremely powerful Sword Saint of Avici.
The cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Hall controlled their Sword Souls at the same time. The Heavenly Sword Hall focused on cultivating Sword Souls. Their Sword Souls were extremely powerful. Every Sword Soul was imprinted with terrifying runes. Their Way was imprinted on the Sword Souls. The Way of the Sword Souls was imprinted on the Sword Souls. The Way of the Sword Souls could increase the chances of breaking through to the Renhuang Plane.
Every Sword Soul had been tempered hundreds and thousands of times. When they entered the Renhuang Plane, they could directly become the foundation of the Divine Wheel of the Great Path.
In an instant, countless Sword Spirits pointed at Ye Futian at the same time, and the space seemed to be on the verge of being torn apart. Each sword contained a different way, but all of them were extremely sharp.
Sword intent whistled, sharp and ear-piercing. If this sword was unleashed, who could survive?
This time, they flew on their swords, but they did not move forward. It seemed that although they were unwilling to accept the death of that person just now, they were still a little more vigilant.
From Ye Futian's body, Fighting Will erupted ferociously. That was the Fighting Will of the Renhuang Plane. Its aura was monstrous. Ye Futian, who was alone, had transformed into an unparalleled God of War. With a long spear in hand, he looked down on everyone in the world.
When the sword was unleashed, the void was torn apart. The sharp whistling sound of the sword pierced through the eardrums. The destructive airflow pierced through the heavens and the earth. Countless Sword Souls attacked Ye Futian at the same time. Tens of thousands of swords flew together, and every sword was an extraordinary sword. How spectacular and powerful was this scene?
Ye Futian took a step forward. The ferocious eruption of Fighting Will was extremely strong, and the aura of the Great Path surged out violently. The long spear in his hand stabbed forward into the void.
Although he did not cultivate spear techniques, he had cultivated halberd techniques before. The Great Path was interlinked, and the spear and halberd had similarities.
The long spear was like a dragon, blasting forward with unparalleled Fighting Will.
Boom!
A dull sound erupted in the void. When the spear landed, the entire space in front of it seemed to be on the verge of exploding and shattering.
The Sword Souls trembled violently, and cracks even appeared on some Sword Souls. All the swords trembled, and some Sword Souls directly shattered, and some Sword Souls cracked.
Muffled groans could be heard. Many people spat out blood, and their faces were pale. The Sword Will on some people's bodies dissipated, and their auras rapidly weakened.
In just an instant, the auras of the cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Hall were dispirited and listless.
One spear.
Still, only one spear.
The others were shocked. Was this white-haired youth actually so powerful? Who could block his spear?
He stood there, and no one could take a step forward.
Zhu Qi of the Yuanyang Clan was shocked. So powerful. The strength of the master of this Black Wind Condor was actually so terrifying. It was really as that shameless Black Wind Condor had said. Compared to him, those monstrous figures she knew paled in comparison. Yuanyang Palace, the ruling force of the Yuanyang Realm, who could block this spear?
Even the Heavenly Sword Hall of the Supreme Realm could not do it, let alone the Yuanyang Clan, a force from the Lower Worlds ruled by the Yuanyang Clan.
Thinking of this person's kind attitude just now, taking the initiative to search for swords for everyone, and proposing to take turns to inherit, depending on fate, she thought it was because he was alone and weak.
Looking at him now, how magnificent he was.
It was as if he was a completely different person from before.
Not to mention Zhu Qi, even the leader of the Yuanyang Clan, Yuan Hong, was extremely shocked. This spear was absolutely stunning. This person's elegance was comparable to the top figures of the Nine Realms. Such a person was actually unknown and had not been recognized before.
He even thought that today's contest for the divine sword had nothing to do with him. After all, Ye Futian's group was weak. With such a lineup, they could not compete at all. Even if he abided by the agreement and did not compete, would the other forces agree?
Just as he had predicted, the Heavenly Sword Hall did not agree and directly attacked.
At that time, it would have been the same if he had snatched it from the hands of the Heavenly Sword Hall.
But he did not expect that what stood in front of the Heavenly Sword Hall was a man and a spear.
One man could hold the pass against ten thousand enemies.
The long spear in his hand had a powerful Renhuang fighting will. It might have been obtained in God's relic.
With his talent, it should not have been the Swordmaster of Lihen's turn to inherit the divine sword. Unless, he had deliberately given up and given it to the Swordmaster of Lihen. The first time he tried, it was not because he wanted to inherit, but because he wanted to test and explore the method of inheritance.
Moreover, he had succeeded, which was why the Swordmaster of Lihen had succeeded.
He had directly given the inheritance of the divine sword to someone else. What kind of courage was this? Did he not care for such an inheritance?
As a direct descendant of the Yuanyang Clan, Yuan Hong knew very well that God's relic was not left behind by a modern cultivator. It was an ancient battlefield. The inheritance left behind was a complete Great Path. The reason why God's relic had caused such a huge commotion in the Nine Realms was that there was a great opportunity here. If one had the opportunity, one could leave and become an extraordinary Renhuang.
The women of Brahma's Pure Sky looked at Ye Futian. A strange light flashed in their eyes. He had become stronger. He was far stronger than when he was in Xuantian Pavilion. If he faced Yi Tianyu again today, Yi Tianyu would most likely not be a match for him.
Beside Qin He was the Virgin of Brahma's Pure Sky, Jin Yi. Back then, she had visited the Prophet in the Demon Realm. That was the first time she had seen Ye Futian.
She suddenly remembered something. Not long after Ye Futian entered the Prophet's Palace, the Prophet committed suicide. From then on, there were no more Prophets in the world.
At that time, the Prophet had already predicted that something major would happen in the Heavenly Mandate Realm. Everyone's attention was drawn to Gu Tianxing and Gu Dongliu. No one cared about the connection between Ye Futian, who the Prophet had with the Prophet's death.
But now that Jin Yi thought about it, she was actually terrified.
Her heart raced. Could it be that Ye Futian was the one who the Prophet had predicted would change the Heavenly Mandate Realm?
If the Prophet's death had something to do with Ye Futian, what secrets would be hidden?
With Ye Futian and Yu Sheng guarding, no one could disturb the Swordmaster of Lihen from inheriting the Divine Sword. This made the people from Taixuan Mountain a little envious.
Ye Futian was really good to this swordsman. That swordsman was probably an elder that Ye Futian respected more. That was why he had given such an important opportunity to him.
Endless Sword Will flowed. The Sword Will of the entire Sword City was still heading toward the divine matrix where the Swordmaster of Lihen was. His body gradually passed the period of weakness. The Sword Will began to recover from within him, gradually becoming stronger.
In front of Ye Futian, the golden eyes of the Sword Saint of Avici were still staring at Ye Futian.
As expected, no one from Heavenly Sword Hall took another step forward. When they attacked just now, they only drew their swords. No one moved forward.
But his sword had yet to be drawn.
A dazzling golden glow bloomed from his body. Within his body, a divine sword engraved with countless golden runes appeared. It floated above his head. His hands formed sword seals. In an instant, the sky was filled with sword shadows.
With Ye Futian's body as the center, countless divine swords engraved with golden runes appeared. They covered the sky and the sun. Beams of divine sword light rained down, turning into a frightening spatial sword screen. It actually formed a frightening light beam of swordsmanship that locked Ye Futian within.
"Spatial Divine Sword." Ye Futian raised his head and took a look. Golden divine swords were everywhere around him.
The divine sword above the Sword Saint of Avici seemed to have merged with a Renhuang ritual implement to form a sword spirit. It released an extremely dazzling Renhuang light. The sword hummed, and endless spatial divine swords floated in the sky.
"Go," the Sword Saint of Avici said. The Sword Saint of Avici uttered. His divine sword streaked across the sky, heading towards Ye Futian. Almost at the same instant, countless spatial divine swords pierced through the air above the sky. They descended in an instant, attacking from a distance.
Rumble … Above Ye Futian's body, a fierce fighting will erupted. He took a step forward, and the surrounding space seemed to be suffocating. It was as if it was being suppressed, affecting the speed of the swords. A towering fighting will erupted from his body. His body moved forward, and his long spear pierced out. In an instant, the towering fighting will turned into endless spear shadows and collided with those divine swords.
The heavens and the earth shook. The destructive power swept through the sky. However, Ye Futian's body turned into a dazzling divine light. He pierced through the space and moved forward. His long spear pierced straight into the strongest divine sword.
A brilliant ray of light blossomed, and the sword flew backward. The Sword Saint of Avici let out a muffled groan. An invisible force sent his body flying, and he only stopped when he collided with the cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Hall behind him.
"Cough …"
A light cough was heard. Blood flowed from the corner of the Sword Saint of Avici's mouth.
It was still a spear. No one could match it!
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