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Home > Fantasy > The Legend of Futian > Chapter 1948

Chapter 1948

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Ye Futian did not pay any more attention to him. The aura of the Great Path merged into the stone platform and sensed the Sword Will within it.

Flashes of sword light appeared in his perception. It was as if there were countless of them.

Vroom!

In an instant, countless flashes of sword light surrounded Ye Futian's body and danced. Many people looked at him and the flashes of sword light behind Ye Futian.

There was the sound of swords dancing. On the stone platform, brilliant flashes of sword light also lit up, resonating with Ye Futian.

The Ninth Sword was about to be born.

Everyone was shocked. They had been curious, envious, and jealous before. Now, all the cultivators looked at Ye Futian's figure seriously.

Was the Ninth Sword really not difficult for him?

What was the difference between them and Ye Futian? Why did he have such extraordinary comprehension?

Who was this White-Haired Sword Emperor?

At this time, on the stone platform, a powerful current of swordsmanship flowed from top to bottom, drowning the stone platform in an instant. This current of swordsmanship directly suppressed the Sword Will in the stone platform and resonated with Ye Futian. It even directly sealed the Sword Will contained in the stone platform with the Sword Realm.

Many people were stunned. Looking up from the stone platform, they saw the black-robed young man standing there like a sword. Wisps of Sword Will flowed from his body to the stone platform.

It was he who had prevented the Sword Will in the stone platform from resonating with Ye Futian. This caused Ye Futian's comprehension of the Ninth Sword to be interrupted, and the Ninth Sword did not appear.

"Can't I?"

The black-robed man stood there quietly, looking at Ye Futian indifferently.

He was the cultivator on the stone platform. He ignored him, directly comprehending the Sword Will on the stone platform, and directly refused to answer his question.

This scene caused everyone to have different thoughts. Sure enough, the black-robed man was dissatisfied with Ye Futian and had prevented him from continuing to cultivate.

Among the nine, the other eight were a little displeased, but they did not stop Ye Futian or start a conflict with him. After all, they were all cultivating and did not interfere with each other. Ye Futian's comprehension was stronger. He did not sit on the stone platform but still resonated with it. They could only accept it if they were displeased. They were not the only ones who had lost face.

Among all the people present, apart from Ye Futian, who else had face?

But when Ye Futian was comprehending the last sword, someone stopped him from continuing. They even used sword will to seal the sword will in the stone platform, not letting Ye Futian perceive it.

Ye Futian looked at the stone platform. His eyes, which were as bright as stars, stared at his opponent. His gaze was as sharp as a sword.

Their gazes met and collided in the void. Many people faintly sensed a powerful current of swordsmanship flowing and spreading to the surrounding space. It was extremely oppressive.

They didn't say anything. They just looked at each other, as if everything was within their control.

Ye Futian's expression did not change. His sword-like eyes shot out beams of sword aura. His divine will moved, and in an instant, mighty sword aura flowed. The surrounding space turned into a sword realm of the Great Path. Countless currents of sword aura flowed towards the stone platform, intending to strip away the sealing power. At the same time, the sword aura around him was still dazzling. He did not stop cultivating.

The black-robed man glanced at Ye Futian indifferently. There was a terrifying howl of swords in the sky. Then, streaks of pitch-black lightning sword aura descended from the sky.

Boom, boom, boom … One sword after another descended from the sky, stabbing into the area around the stone platform and completely sealing off the space, turning it into an absolute field of swordsmanship, stripping away and erasing all of Ye Futian's swordsmanship power.

The two of them seemed to be competing. They were already fighting.

Many people revealed strange expressions. This black-robed man was a middle-level Renhuang. His aura was astonishing, and his sword will was extremely strong. He was not like an ordinary middle-level Renhuang.

On the left and right side of the stone platform, a group of cultivators stood separately. They were obviously cultivators who followed the black-robed man. Among them, there were two cultivators of the Eighth Realm. It was obvious that the black-robed man's identity was extraordinary. He must be from a top force of some continent, which was why he had such a lineup.

No wonder he was so arrogant. Ye Futian refused to answer his question, so he directly acted to stop Ye Futian from continuing to comprehend.

However, there was also a group of cultivators behind Ye Futian. They stood there and stared ahead. Their gazes were also somewhat unfriendly as they coldly glanced at the black-robed man.

They were all here to comprehend the Sword Peak. Everything here was the fateful encounter of the Great Path of the Eastern Deity Island. It did not belong to anyone. They occupied the stone platform, so they did. The others were not strong enough, so they naturally would not fight for it. Ye Futian also did not fight for it.

Ye Futian was only comprehending and cultivating below the stone platform. If this also angered the other party, then it would seem somewhat unreasonable. Could it be that only those who sat on the stone platform were allowed to comprehend and cultivate?

Although the other eight cultivators also joked, they did not have any ill intentions towards Ye Futian. Only this black-robed man acted in an overbearing manner.

At this moment, a terrifying sword realm appeared around Ye Futian's body. The mighty sword might ravaged the space, causing the hearts of the surrounding people to tremble. What a powerful aura of swordsmanship.

Although Ye Futian had revealed his aura before, that was because he was cultivating. At this moment, he had unleashed the true power of his swordsmanship attack. The lower-level Renhuangs felt that they were no match for him at all. Even many middle-level Renhuangs felt a strong sense of pressure.

"This lad has forged a perfect Divine Wheel." He stared at Ye Futian. As expected, how could a person who could comprehend nine swords in a row not be talented? Ye Futian had a perfect Divine Wheel of the Great Path. No one knew which continent he was from.

In the air above Ye Futian, three Sword Wills coalesced. All of them were extraordinary. The Sword Wills let out a terrifying whistling sound that pierced everyone's eardrums. Everyone could feel an extremely sharp aura.

However, the black-clothed man didn't care at all. Giant black swords were condensed, and every single one of them contained extremely powerful destructive power. With the stone platform as the center, they also forged an extremely terrifying Sword Domain.

"His Divine Wheel of the Great Path should be perfect at the Lower Renhuang level, but he was unable to maintain it after breaking through to the next level." An elder thought to himself when he sensed this powerful aura. If it had been an ordinary Divine Wheel, the swordsmanship of the man in black would have been suppressed by the might of Ye Futian's sword.

However, he did not. This meant that he had also had a perfect Great Path in the past. Although he did not maintain it after breaking through to the next level, he was still far superior to ordinary middle-level Renhuangs. His aura was no weaker than Ye Futian's Sword Wills. In fact, it was even stronger. After all, the level of the Divine Wheel of the Great Path was the same as Ye Futian's, and his level was higher.

"Buzz!"

The three Sword Wills behind Ye Futian instantly bloomed. They descended in an instant and directly blasted on the power of the seal.

With a terrifying loud noise, cracks appeared on the sword screen that sealed Ye Futian. The stone platform trembled continuously. With a squelch, the power of the seal shattered. Ye Futian resonated with the Sword Wills within it once again. Sword light emerged from the stone platform, reflecting the sword light on his body.

Rumble …

At the moment when Ye Futian broke through the seal, a terrifying and violent rumbling sound came out.

"Be careful," Emperor Helian warned. Above the void, the giant black swords that floated in the air directly slammed down towards Ye Futian. Their power was terrifying. The seal that the man in black had set up was broken. Ye Futian had forcefully comprehended the Ninth Sword, causing the man in black to make a killing move.

The speed of the giant black swords was extremely fast. They descended in an instant. There seemed to be terrifying patterns on the giant swords. Each giant sword contained a terrifying destructive dark light. They wanted to swallow Ye Futian up and kill him.

Countless sword lights shuttled around Ye Futian, forming a sword screen that cut off the void and blocked the other's swords.

However, a terrifying rumbling sound came out. The sword screen trembled violently. Under the attack of the giant black swords, cracks appeared on it. Then, it collapsed and shattered. The giant black swords continued to attack Ye Futian. A destructive sword river appeared. Under the sword, everything was destroyed.

At this moment, another dazzling sword light appeared behind Ye Futian. At this moment, the Ninth Sword actually condensed and bloomed with an incomparably terrifying brilliance of the Way of the Sword.

"He has comprehended all nine Sword Wills." Everyone looked at Ye Futian. Their hearts were extremely unsettled. Moreover, he had comprehended it under the obstruction of the man in black.

At this time, many people had already guessed the origin of the man in black. He was a cultivator of the Black Iron Sword Clan, a top swordsmanship force on the Devil Stone Continent.

No wonder he was so domineering. The Black Iron Sword Clan was very strong. On the Devil Stone Continent, it was a force that stood at the peak.

Ye Futian's eyes were cold. His sword eyes swept towards the other party. Suddenly, three Sword Wills directly went against the flow and attacked the man in black. However, a huge black divine sword appeared behind him. It was his Divine Wheel of the Great Path. The giant black swords rotated around his body. The three Sword Wills blasted on it, but they did not break through the defense. They only made a sharp and harsh sound.

The man in black standing in the center of the swords seemed to be standing on a throne. His eyes were filled with arrogance and indifference.

A terrible golden divine elephant appeared around Ye Futian. A loud rumbling sound came out. The giant black sword blasted on the divine elephant, causing it to shake violently, but it was not broken.

The young man in black raised his hand and stretched out toward the void in front of him. In an instant, a huge black iron divine sword appeared above Ye Futian's head. It was pitch-black all over, shining with dark divine light. Countless currents of swordsmanship flowed over the giant sword. Each wisp of swordsmanship turned into a sword that fell down, blasting around Ye Futian's body, sealing the space where Ye Futian was.

The giant sword was still gathering more and more powerful power. It was as if when the sword descended, it would be the end of the world.

"So strong." Everyone's hearts trembled as they looked at the young man in black. Was he really going to kill him?

Would the people behind Ye Futian make a move?

If they intervened, the other cultivators of the Black Iron Sword Clan would also make a move. In that case, the giant sword would still come down, and they would not be able to stop him from killing Ye Futian.

Many people revealed a strange look. Although Ye Futian had made all the cultivators here lose face, they did not have this idea of killing Ye Futian. After all, there was no grudge between them, and it was not worthwhile to fight to the death.

The young man in black did not care about what everyone thought. He pointed his finger down, and suddenly the giant sword fell, slashing toward Ye Futian!

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