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Home > Fantasy > The Legend of Futian > Chapter 189

Chapter 189

Words:2408Update:22/06/20 03:54:47

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Li Daoyun's brother?

Ye Wuchen's arm had been cut off by Li Daoyun.

Ye Wuchen didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. However, Ye Wuchen quickly calmed down as if he didn't know Li Daoyun. He walked quietly into the huge sword matrix. In an instant, the sword marks in the matrix lit up and surged towards him.

Ye Wuchen sat cross-legged, sword will circling around him. When the endless sword will in the sword matrix pierced towards him, he didn't resist. Instead, he guided the swords into his body. There was a faint emperor's will on him. The sword will in his body was like the king of swords. It guided the attacking sword will into his own sword will. It flowed through his body and cleansed his body.

The weak would be destroyed by the sword will. The strong could use the sword will of the sword matrix. This was the difference.

Yu Sheng walked up to the row of war drums. There were nine sides to the war drums, and loud thumps could be heard continuously. Someone stood in front of the war drums and beat them. The first beat could sound one side. The second beat, the power could continue to be transmitted to the war drums behind, and two sides could be beaten. The third beat, three sides could be beaten.

Every time the war drum was beaten, there would be an incomparably terrifying force coming back. It became stronger and stronger, multiplying. After three beats, it was extremely terrifying. Yu Sheng watched for a moment. At most, one person could only beat five drums.

Yu Sheng walked up to the war drum and hammered it with his fist. With a boom, the war drum trembled.

However, before the first sound subsided, Yu Sheng punched the drum a second time. The sound of thumping was heard, and a powerful force and recoil rushed toward Yu Sheng from the battle drum. However, he seemed to not feel it and punched the drum a third time.

Thump, thump, thump, thump. In an instant, the battle drums seemed to be on a rampage. A terrifying aura and power went berserk. Hearing such dense sounds, many people looked towards the battle drums. Ye Futian, who had walked in another direction, also looked at Yu Sheng. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. Can't you be more low-key?

Who beat the drums like this?

The fourth beat set off a raging wave. Many people were speechless. Compared to Yu Sheng, the drumming of the previous people was too gentle.

An incomparably overbearing aura and power converged into a terrible storm, hitting Yu Sheng's body in a frenzy. However, Yu Sheng roared and punched again. His burly body stood like a god of war. The moment he punched for the fifth time, a terrible storm of power seemed to blow around him. This power rushed into Yu Sheng's body in a frenzy, cleansing it.

Cracking sounds continued, and a dark golden armor appeared. Yu Sheng's body seemed to surge with endless power. He threw another punch like a clap of thunder. More people looked in that direction. Very few people could cause such a terrifying commotion in the battle drums area.

Lin Yueyao was speechless. He had just arrived and he was already like this?

"Boom!" Above Yu Sheng's body, the noble fate rose. Right now, he seemed to be wearing a demon god's armor. He punched for the seventh time. The momentum and power were overwhelming. Even Yu Sheng's incomparably strong body was pushed back. He grunted and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

But he did not give up. He took another step forward like a raging demonic beast and punched for the eighth time. This punch woke up many cultivators in the vast area. Their eardrums vibrated. As for Yu Sheng, his body made a crisp cracking sound. The power was about to destroy him. He opened his mouth and roared. Blue veins popped all over his body. An incomparably terrifying power and will flowed into him.

Yu Sheng's body was sent flying and he spat out blood. However, the fate on his body was changing. It was like a terrible fate storm. Gradually, it became even more pure and terrifying.

The drum was still echoing and hadn't stopped. With a boom, Yu Sheng actually continued forward. Before the drum stopped, he walked up to it and punched for the ninth time.

The war drum trembled nine times with this loud sound. The nine drums resonated, and many felt their hearts tremble. Then, a power intent that could destroy everything rushed towards Yu Sheng's body. In that instant, there was no suspense. Yu Sheng was sent flying. The dark golden armor on his body seemed to crack, and he spat out blood continuously. Then, he fell heavily to the ground.

However, he didn't seem to feel it. He quickly climbed up and sat there to cultivate.

"This idiot," Ye Futian cursed quietly. Ye Futian cursed in a low voice. He understood Yu Sheng's intentions. He could see that the drum contained extremely powerful intent. In order to quickly comprehend mid-level noble fate, he went berserk and used the intent of the drum to refine himself. He didn't mind destroying his own body.

What a crazy guy, many people thought. Ye Futian didn't cultivate. Instead, he walked to Yu Sheng's side to protect him.

Many people looked in Yu Sheng's direction. Some even walked over and looked at him curiously.

After a long while, Yu Sheng finished cultivating and opened his eyes. Seeing Ye Futian beside him, he couldn't help but grin. However, Ye Futian glared at him.

At this time, Ye Wuchen also came over. He asked Yu Sheng, "How was it?"

"Same as you," Yu Sheng said, smiling. The willpower in the battle drum was extremely pure. He used this willpower to refine his body, and at the same time, he was refining his Luck.

Now, he'd also comprehended pure noble level power intent and mid-level noble fate.

Using his natural talent in strength and the drum's power, he'd succeeded in a short time.

At this time, Lin Yueyao walked over. She looked at Ye Wuchen with a strange expression. She wanted to say something but stopped.

"What is it?" Ye Futian asked seeing her expression.

"I just heard people say that Li Daoyun's brother is here," Lin Yueyao said softly. Ye Futian's eyes flashed and he stared at Lin Yueyao.

"I know." Ye Wuchen nodded calmly.

"You know?" Ye Futian looked at him.

"Yes, I was just cultivating with him in the sword matrix," Ye Wuchen said calmly. "But there are some things I'm not in a hurry to do. Plus, the person who cut off my arm was Li Daoyun."

"You're quite principled." Ye Futian glanced at Ye Wuchen. Then he looked around and found Li Daoqing. He'd obviously seen the people cultivating with Ye Wuchen.

"I'll go see what's in the Mirror Mountain Stone Wall," Ye Wuchen said. He lifted his foot and walked towards the Mirror Mountain Stone Wall. Ye Futian and the others followed. He was also curious about how the Stone Wall would test talent.

Arriving before the Mirror Mountain Stone Wall, Ye Wuchen sat down cross-legged. His noble will rushed directly into the Stone Wall. In an instant, a dazzling light appeared on the Stone Wall. A powerful aura enveloped his body. The Stone Wall seemed to become illusory. Like a mirror, it emanated a strange aura.

Ye Wuchen closed his eyes. Ye Futian could only see him release his sword intent wildly. His noble fate was also released to the extreme. It was as if he was fighting. Not long after, a noble figure appeared on the Mirror Mountain Stone Wall. It was like a picture imprinted on the wall.

After this Noble statue appeared, Ye Wuchen's aura became even more terrifying. Even though he was sitting there, the sword Qi around him went berserk. After a while, as if he had just experienced a great battle, a second Noble statue appeared on the Mirror Mountain Stone Wall.

"Impressive." Many people couldn't help but praise. It was already very rare for two to appear. The conditions for a noble image to appear on the Stone Wall were extremely strict.

Many people walked over and looked at Ye Wuchen. Who exactly were these people? Yu Sheng had been beating the battle drum and now Ye Wuchen was testing his talent at the Mirror Mountain Stone Wall. He had mid-level noble fate and two noble statues had appeared on the Stone Wall.

Ye Wuchen was still persevering. The sword intent around him was terrifying. After a while, he grunted and the flowing sword intent disappeared. When he opened his eyes, the Stone Wall returned to normal.

No one mocked Ye Wuchen. Instead, they admired him. To be able to obtain mid-level noble fate at the Fifth-level Dharma Plane and make two nobles appear on the Stone Wall, his talent was definitely terrifying.

"Are you a disciple of the Fuyun Sword Clan?" At this time, someone walked up and asked. The person who asked the question was a woman. Her appearance was average, and she looked at Ye Wuchen with some curiosity.

"No," Ye Wuchen said indifferently.

"Such a strong swordsman can't compare to the Fuyun Sword Clan. Which clan are you from?" the woman asked curiously.

"What's the matter?" Ye Wuchen looked at her.

"If you haven't joined a large clan, my princess would like to invite you to the Liu Kingdom," the woman said. With that, she turned to look at a figure behind her.

There was a beautiful silhouette dressed in a long green dress standing there. Her temperament was extraordinary, and she had a beauty that could captivate even birds and beasts. She stood there with a sense of nobility.

"Princess Liu Chenyu of the Liu Kingdom." Everyone's hearts trembled. For many people, this was their first time seeing Liu Chenyu in person. So the beauty before them was the princess of the Liu Kingdom.

Liu Chenyu nodded lightly at Ye Wuchen. The Mirror Mountain Stone Wall was not only a place for top geniuses to cultivate but also a stage for those who hadn't joined a top force to display their talents. Many independent cultivators of the Eastern Barren Territory would come here after obtaining noble fate.

This was why Liu Chenyu had sent someone to invite Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen's talent wasn't ordinary. His fate was mid-level noble fate.

Ye Futian's eyes flashed. He hadn't expected someone to invite him before he left the Ancient Barren World.

Ye Wuchen seemed to be considering if he should make a decision in advance.

"Let's think about it," Ye Futian said. They weren't in a hurry. They needed to understand the power structure of the Eastern Barren Territory first.

Liu Chenyu nodded lightly and didn't say anything. Just then, Li Daoqing walked over. He stopped before Liu Chenyu and said, "Li Daoqing of the Fuyun Sword Clan greets the princess on behalf of my brother."

Seeing this, everyone was surprised. It was rumored that the pride of the Fuyun Sword Clan, Li Daoyun, was Princess Liu Chenyu's suitor. It seemed that the rumors were true. However, it wouldn't be easy to become the princess's husband!

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