When Ye Futian pointed at Yan Nan and shouted those three words, countless gazes focused on Ye Futian again.
When Xie Ji challenged Ye Futian, Ye Futian admitted defeat. After all, there was a huge difference in their cultivation levels. Now, what confidence did he have to challenge Yan Nan?
Yan Nan was a Grade Eight Noble and was also two cultivation levels higher than him. Moreover, Yan Nan was talented. Even though he lost, it didn't mean that he wasn't strong. How could Ye Futian close the gap of two cultivation levels?
Yan Nan stared at Ye Futian coldly. His previous defeat was a humiliation. Now, Ye Futian, who was in the Arcana Plane, was challenging him?
He didn't challenge Ye Futian and chose Ye Wuchen because Ye Futian admitted defeat once. If he challenged Ye Futian, Ye Futian would probably admit defeat too. Therefore, he chose Ye Wuchen.
But now, after a defeat, Ye Futian pointed at him and told him to get out.
This was simply preposterous.
Psst! Psst! Sword Will flowed around his body. Yan Nan charged out like an unsheathed sword and walked towards the center of the battlefield.
"Since you want to get out so badly, I'll fulfill your wish." Yan Nan stepped into the air. In this battle, Ye Futian was the challenger. As long as he could defeat Ye Futian with an absolute advantage, Ye Futian would be eliminated if he admitted defeat again. He would not even have the right to enter the Thousand Holy Islands of the Holy Zhi Palace.
A sword floated behind him. Endless Sword Will surrounded the sword shadow. The edgeless heavy sword was formed again. Every step he took seemed to pierce through Ye Futian's body.
Stars and meteorites gathered around Ye Futian. There seemed to be a starry sky above his head. Dazzling meteorites revolved around his body. His defense was extremely strong.
However, Yan Nan was a swordsman. His attacks were extremely strong. He wouldn't care about the defense of an Arcana Plane cultivator. It was like throwing an egg against a rock. He was courting death.
If Ye Wuchen hadn't used the Illusory Sword Technique at the end, he wouldn't have lost.
Vroom!
A sharp aura descended. Yan Nan's Sword Life Spirit turned into a heavy sword and fell towards Ye Futian. If he had the chance, he wouldn't hesitate to kill Ye Futian on the spot.
The heavy sword didn't have a sharp edge. As it fell down, wherever it passed, the meteorites were all shattered into nothingness. The star defenses couldn't withstand the pressure of the sword and were all crushed.
"Die!"
Yan Nan shouted coldly. His heavy sword suddenly sped up and headed towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian retreated. The heavy sword fell and stabbed into the ground, making a loud noise.
"Is this what gives you the right to be arrogant?" Yan Nan looked at Ye Futian mockingly. His heavy sword hummed as he chased after Ye Futian. However, Ye Futian's speed was very fast. Just like when he was fighting against Zhuge Ping, he mainly dodged.
Bang!
The Sword Qi shattered and the Sword Spirit returned. Yan Nan looked at Ye Futian coldly. Since the heavy sword could not catch up, he would use the Sword of Light and Shadow.
Yan Nan's body turned into a ray of sword light and whizzed towards Ye Futian. Wherever his body passed, the sound of sword whistling could be heard. Endless sword aura moved with his body and headed straight for Ye Futian.
"Kill!"
With a cold shout, the Sword of Light and Shadow broke through the air and slashed towards Ye Futian's body like bolts of lightning.
However, at this moment, an invisible force of gravity and ice appeared in the surroundings. Everything seemed to have slowed down. Ye Futian slapped his hands in front of him and a huge golden palm print appeared. It collided with the Sword of Light and Shadow. However, it was directly pierced through and destroyed. The power of the sword was also weakened and could not threaten him.
At the same time, the Sword of Darkness came towards him silently. However, Ye Futian turned into the Body of Stars and his body flowed with dazzling starlight. The Sword of Darkness reached him. Boom, boom, boom … Three consecutive sounds were heard and cracks appeared in the Starry Defense. It was as though if another attack came, it would completely shatter.
"Still not going to admit defeat?" Yan Nan laughed coldly in his heart. He stretched out his hand and the Sword Spirit appeared in his palm. A terrifying Sword Qi flowed towards him and his body flashed as he headed straight for Ye Futian.
"Be careful!" Li Qingyi, who was watching the battle from outside, could not help but shout.
Yan Nan wanted to kill Ye Futian.
The terrifying power of thunder flowed around Ye Futian's body and a Thunder God Shield appeared in front of him. Yan Nan descended and slashed with his sword. Many sword shadows appeared in the sky and slashed on the Thunder God Shield, splitting it apart.
"Thunder God Shield." A cold light flashed in Ye Futian's eyes. The power of thunder contained in the shattered Shield of the Thunder God would not disappear. Purplish-gold lightning suddenly bloomed and rushed towards Yan Nan's body along the sharp sword. Lightning was extremely fast. Yan Nan attacked at close range and the Thunder God Puppet landed on his body. However, there was a sword veil flowing around Yan Nan's body. When the lightning struck down, Yan Nan felt his spiritual will and body go numb. It was as if he had been struck by lightning.
However, his sword did not stop attacking. Since Ye Futian dared to be so crazy, he should die.
When the sword landed, it did not slash Ye Futian's body apart. Golden vines swept out and curled towards the sharp sword that Yan Nan had slashed out. The extremely sturdy vines were continuously sliced apart. At the same time, Sword Qi shot towards Ye Futian's body. However, at this moment, a pair of dazzling Roc wings appeared behind Ye Futian's back. They folded in front of him and blocked the incoming Sword Qi.
At the same time, Ye Futian's wings suddenly trembled and he turned into a golden lightning.
Yan Nan seemed to feel that something was wrong. He actually abandoned his sword and retreated. However, the Will of Gravity and the Will of Ice seemed to affect his speed.
"Scram." Yan Nan saw Ye Futian charging towards him and pointed his finger forward. Sword Qi whizzed past.
However, he only saw a golden afterimage and felt the wind and lightning.
Golden Roc wings, Thundering Illusion Step and Wind Spell. How fast could he be when the three of them were stacked together?
Yan Nan only saw the golden afterimage getting bigger and bigger in his eyes. It continued to move forward in an arc and avoided the Sword Qi attack. A terrifying sword veil flowed around Yan Nan's body and he was forced to defend once again.
"Ice Seal!" Ye Futian shouted coldly and the Ice Spell descended. The blood in Yan Nan's body seemed to have stopped flowing and his speed decreased again. However, the sword veil on his body directly shattered the Ice Will that was attacking him.
However, Ye Futian's body had already arrived. A golden afterimage appeared above Yan Nan's head and the Entanglement of Death was released. Terrifying golden vines wrapped around Yan Nan's head from top to bottom, followed by his hands, body and legs.
The expressions of many people changed, especially Yan Jiu. His expression was extremely ugly. What was Ye Futian trying to do?
He was controlling Yan Nan so that Yan Nan would not admit defeat.
A hoarse roar could be heard. Yan Nan's throat was also wrapped around and he was almost unable to control the flow of Sword Will. His entire body was completely locked in the air.
"Let him go, he admitted defeat!" Yan Jiu shouted.
Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at Yan Jiu coldly. He replied coldly, "I didn't hear you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden vines pierced into Yan Nan's arm. The meridians and bones in his arm were all crushed. Yan Nan's body trembled from the pain. The vines on his throat and head disappeared and only then did he scream.
"Since you're already crippled, there's no need for you to stay," Ye Futian said calmly. The vines flung Yan Nan's body far away. Yan Jiu's body flashed and he caught Yan Nan's body. Seeing Yan Nan's two arms hanging there powerlessly, Yan Jiu's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"I'm crippled?" Yan Nan's body trembled. He did not dare to believe all of this was real.
Yan Jiu looked at Yan Nan and said, "A person with a broken arm can still cultivate."
He could only comfort him like this.
Yan Nan's eyes were filled with incomparable pain. It was as if blood was about to drip out. With his talent, he entered the Holy Zhi Palace today to make the Sword Saint Villa famous.
However, he was actually crippled. He was crippled by someone in the Arcana Plane.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Futian and Yan Nan. To Yan Nan, it was really tragic. The genius of the Sword Saint Villa had both his arms crippled.
Ye Futian was really ruthless.
Just because Yan Nan insulted Ye Wuchen as a cripple, he made Yan Nan a cripple.
"Everyone." At that moment, the elder who was in charge of the battle at the sky stairwell looked at the experts of the Holy Zhi Palace to see if they were willing to accept Ye Futian.
"In a battle on the battlefield, he purposely made others unable to admit defeat and crippled their arms. Isn't his method a little too vicious?" A low voice sounded. Many people looked at the person who spoke. It was a Sage Plane figure from the Thousand Holy Islands.
Ye Futian heard the voice and raised his head. He looked in the direction of the Holy Zhi Palace. Vicious?
How could the elders of the Holy Zhi Palace not see that Yan Nan's method of battle was to kill?
"I heard that he came from the Dawn Road and is a bloodthirsty person," someone else said. Ye Futian's eyes flashed. He felt an unusual aura.
Someone was purposely targeting him.
He didn't know anyone from the Holy Zhi Palace. If he had to say who he had offended, it would be Ning Huang's elder.
He didn't know if Ning Huang's elder was among the two who spoke.
Elder Ning wasn't among the two. At that moment, Elder Ning was at a high place. The Ning Clan was there too. They watched the scene quietly. Elder Ning was even sipping his tea leisurely.
With his status, there was no way he would do something like this himself.
If Ye Futian entered the Holy Zhi Palace to cultivate, it wouldn't be so easy to kill him. People in the Arcana Plane were nothing to him.
If he liked someone's talent, they would be geniuses. If he didn't like him, they would be like ants.
The talent that Ye Futian displayed at the moment was not bad, but he had killed Ning Huang. Ning Huang was the successor that Ye Futian had chosen. Moreover, it was said that even the ritual implement that Ye Futian had given to Ning Huang was taken away by them.
Therefore, he naturally had to stop Ye Futian from entering the Holy Zhi Palace.
As long as Ye Futian couldn't enter the Holy Zhi Palace, killing him would be as easy as stepping on an ant.
Of course, he wasn't in a hurry and he wouldn't do it himself.
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