Ye Futian looked up at Ling He, and invisible Sword Will gradually emerged around his body. This Sword Will grew stronger and stronger, and with his body as the center, the vast space turned into a sword domain.
Above the sky, there seemed to be infinite Sword Will surging, turning into a sword river. Invisible swords appeared around Ye Futian's body, circling him and making the sound of swords. Everyone had an illusion that the vast world was filled with swords.
Between Ye Futian and Ling He's bodies, there were also currents of Sword Will.
"As expected of someone with a perfect Great Path who could defeat Yan Dongyang with one sword. Amazing," Ling He praised. However, he himself also had a perfect Great Path, and he did not know who he was praising.
A powerful aura bloomed from his body. Although Ling He despised Ye Futian's existence, he would not underestimate his opponent in a real battle. With such Sword Will, he could attack with just a thought. Even if he promised to let Ye Futian attack first, he would not be indifferent. At least, he had to be prepared to deal with it.
Around his body, a brilliant golden pagoda appeared, and wisps of golden airflow bloomed from it. At this moment, Ling He seemed to be wearing a golden armor. The airflow that permeated the golden pagoda was extremely sharp and domineering, as if it had turned into extremely sharp golden spears.
"Ling Xiao Pagoda." Everyone looked at Ling He. This was the Divine Wheel of the Great Path cast by the Life Spirit of the Ling clan of Ling Xiao Palace. Moreover, it was not just one Divine Wheel of the Great Path. The Ling Xiao Pagoda was one of Ling He's Divine Wheels of the Great Path. There was also a long spear in the Ling Xiao Pagoda, which was also his Divine Wheel of the Great Path.
Many people looked at the battlefield where Ling He and Ye Futian were. Needless to say, Ling He was the young palace lord of Ling Xiao Palace and had been famous for a long time. He was strong and talented. Ye Futian was also famous in Wangshen Watchtower, having defeated Yan Dongyang, the prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family with one sword.
These two should be the best of the middle-level Renhuangs in the Donghua Domain. Their strength was extraordinary.
"Buzz!" Ye Futian's body seemed to have transformed into a divine furnace of the Great Path, refining the swords of heaven and earth. An invincible will surged from his body. His entire person was like a divine sword, surrounded by swords, as if there were nine divine swords circling and resonating.
Boundless sword will resonated in the air in that instant, and the area around them turned into a sword realm. Boundless sword aura resonated and shot towards Ling He at the same time. At the same time, a river of swords appeared between them.
In the river of swords, there was a sword shadow that ignored the distance between them. It seemed to descend directly from where Ye Futian was to Ling He.
Ling He felt the power of the Sword Will, and his pupils contracted slightly. His mind moved, and suddenly the Ling Xiao Pagoda released an infinite golden airflow. Endless spears broke through the air and rushed into the sword river. At the same time, the passage in front of him and Ye Futian seemed to be shrouded by the Ling Xiao Pagoda. Phantoms of pagodas came down to block Ye Futian's killing power.
"Go!" In front of Ling Xiao, the Ling Xiao Pagoda directly rushed forward. The huge pagoda shrouded the sword river. The terrible Sword Will rushed inside and disappeared without a trace. Only the sound of the pagoda could be heard.
Everyone saw a beam of light, a beam of sword light, rushing directly into the pagoda.
Clang … A loud sound was heard. The pagoda seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and flew backward. Linghe stretched out his hand to catch it. His body kept retreating. His eyes released a golden divine light. He had been too careless and was actually pushed back by Ye Futian's attack.
His palm suddenly slammed out, and suddenly the Ling Xiao Pagoda rotated forward violently, constantly expanding, turning into a huge golden divine pagoda. Countless pagoda shadows permeated from it and pressed towards Ye Futian.
At the same time, a golden spear flew out of the Ling Xiao Pagoda. This spear flew into Ling He's hand in an instant. He grasped it in his hand. Wearing golden armor and holding a golden spear, the Ling Xiao Pagoda hovered above his head. At this time, he was like a god of war, peerless and magnificent.
Thunder Punishing Skylord also looked over at the battlefield. It was his words that made Ye Futian decide to fight, so he naturally paid more attention to this battle.
Ling He had a bad character and was quite despicable, but his strength was indeed very strong. None of the descendants and leaders of these giant forces in the Donghua Domain was weak. Ling He was the future heir of the Ling Xiao Palace. If one only paid attention to his strength, he was indeed a distinguished figure.
But from what he had done, it could be seen that Ling He was extremely proud and self-centered. He despised the lives of others and did not care about his demeanor at all. He only did what he wanted to do.
In addition to Thunder Punishing Skylord, Qin Qing, the proud daughter of the Shrine of Ice, was also very concerned about this battle.
She was also a middle-level Renhuang and had cultivated for many years. Naturally, she would not look at many things on the surface. Ling He had always praised Ye Futian, but in fact, he wanted to kill him with flattery. If he did not praise his opponent, how could he fight?
From her contact with Ling He, she knew that he was headstrong and thought highly of himself. Although he was very polite to her, he still could not hide his arrogance. But although she understood this, she did not think it was anything. How could someone with Ling He's status and talent not be proud when he had cultivated to such a level?
She was also proud of herself. Anyone at this level was the same.
Therefore, although Ling He did not seem to care about what had happened at the cliff, he must have taken it to heart. That was why he had provoked Ye Futian at this time and started this Law Battle, wanting to crush Ye Futian in front of everyone.
Moreover, Ling He's realm was higher than Ye Futian's, and he was also a very famous figure in the Donghua Heavens. He should be much stronger than Yan Dongyang. If he fought, the possibility of victory was indeed very high, and Ye Futian would be very passive.
On the battlefield, Ye Futian wore white clothes and had white hair. Above his head, the huge Ling Xiao Pagoda released a terrible golden airflow, which turned into an infinite pagoda that suppressed the space where he was. It turned into Ling He's Great Path domain, sealing him in it.
On the other side, Ling He held the golden divine spear in his hand and could attack at any time. He was a great threat to Ye Futian. It would not be easy for his sword to deal with Ling He.
Under the incomparably tyrannical Ling Xiao Pagoda, Ye Futian's figure seemed a little small. However, on his body, wisps of invisible airflow were released. This airflow seemed to freeze the heavens and the earth. With his body as the center, the temperature of this Great Path domain suddenly dropped.
Wisps of airflow surged, like invisible branches and leaves spreading out. With his body as the center, the airflow quickly covered this Great Path domain. Rustling sounds came out. When the airflow of the Great Path solidified, everyone saw a boundless, towering divine tree.
With Ye Futian as the root, the divine tree's endless branches and leaves swept toward the sky and earth. Wisps of extremely cold aura permeated from the divine tree.
"It's so cold." Many people looked in Ye Futian's direction. Even some top figures looked in his direction. Was this the Great Path of Ice?
The Sword Goddess and many cultivators from the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow looked in that direction. In addition to being good at swordsmanship, they were also good at the Way of Ice. However, this aura seemed to be somewhat different. The aura emanating from Ye Futian's body was colder.
However, everyone cultivated different powers. There were strong and weak Flames of the Way, and the power of ice was naturally the same.
The lord of the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow felt a little strange. Something was not right. This was not the power of the Great Path of Ice.
On the battlefield, both of them released their Great Path domains. It was as if they had turned into a confrontation between two Great Path domains. The Ling Xiao Pagoda released a terrifying golden airflow. At the same time, the pagodas suppressed this corner of the sky and blasted toward Ye Futian's body.
However, within that cold Great Path domain, the attacks seemed to be restricted. Their speed slowed down. The branches and leaves that filled the sky swept toward the pagodas at an extremely fast speed. They were directly engulfed and then frozen, turning into dust. Ling He frowned when he saw this scene.
He stretched out his palm, and suddenly the Ling Xiao Pagoda floated in the sky. The Great Path domain sealed the void, and a terrifying airflow bloomed from within, flattening everything. The branches and leaves were crushed under the golden airflow of the Great Path. However, branches and leaves continued to spread around Ye Futian's body. They were endless. This ancient tree seemed to be an eternal existence. Its life aura was extremely majestic and exuberant.
"The divine tree of the Eastern Deity Island."
The cultivator of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family stared at the tree that Ye Futian was on and said, "I did not expect the Eastern Deity Island to hand over the divine tree to him. It seems that they are planning to make him the heir of the Eastern Deity Island."
Many people were a little shocked when they heard this. Making Ye Futian the heir of the Eastern Deity Island?
If that was the case, then Ye Futian was chosen by the Eastern Deity Island and then sent to the Wangshen Watchtower. If that was the case, the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family's desire to kill him would probably be even stronger.
Ling He suddenly pointed his palm at Ye Futian. Suddenly, the incomparably huge Ling Xiao Pagoda in the void pressed down. Rings of divine light swept through everything. The Divine Wheel of the Great Path attacked directly instead of releasing airflow of the Great Path. Clearly, Ling He realized that he could not do anything to Ye Futian with just that airflow of the Great Path. It was just a waste of time.
When the sacred Ling Xiao Pagoda pressed down, the destructive airflow caused the branches and leaves of the ancient tree to turn into dust. None of the branches and leaves could get close. The void was suppressed by the Great Path, and the Ling Xiao Pagoda continued to press down on Ye Futian's body. At the same time, Ling He gripped the divine spear in his hand tightly. He stepped forward. His body, which was clad in a brilliant golden battle suit, released an invincible aura. He walked towards Ye Futian step by step. With every step he took, his aura became stronger. Wisps of illusory airflow appeared on his body as if they were condensed from fighting will!
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