Yan Jiu's eyes were like swords. There seemed to be nothing but flashes of swords in his eyes.
Would the ending be the same?
Of course, it would be the same. How could Ye Futian defeat him?
The flow of the Sword Will seemed to slow down, but the murderous intent was even stronger. The nine swords behind him hummed, and his body seemed to have turned into a sword as well. He formed a sword seal with his hands and said coldly, "Kill."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sky full of Sword Qi rained down on Ye Futian. What was more frightening was that among the Sword Qi, there was an even more dazzling line of swords. It was like light and shadow, disappearing in a flash. It was the Light Shadow Swords.
At that moment, Ye Futian's Spiritual Energy sensed everything. Every wisp of Sword Qi seemed to appear in his mind. Extreme coldness emanated from his body. His Spiritual Energy controlled the Water Spiritual Qi in the entire battlefield. Water droplets appeared, then turned into mist and ice.
Cold, extreme cold.
Around Ye Futian's body, there seemed to be light. A moon appeared. That was his Life Spirit. The will of the Saint was integrated into his Life Spirit, causing the surrounding world to become even colder.
The Saint's Will of the Martial Arts Battlefield contained three types of holy light — stars, sun, and moon. They corresponded to the element of earth, the fire of the sun, and the water of the moon.
He had cultivated the Taiyin Scripture from the chief of the Bright Moon School.
At this moment, the sword light that filled the sky seemed to be covered in frost. Many Sword Qi directly turned into ice and froze in the air. However, the few swords of light continued to move forward. However, their speed had become extremely slow. They were suppressed by the power of Yin and were covered in frost.
At this moment, Ye Futian stepped into the air and actually walked towards the Light Shadow Sword that continued to attack him. He activated the Thundering Illusion Step and his golden wings suddenly trembled. He was like a giant roc that drew a beautiful arc across the sky, passing by the Light Shadow Sword. The extremely fast sword light was easily avoided. Not to mention killing it, it couldn't even stop him.
The golden Roc moved forward, approaching Yan Jiu at an extremely fast speed. However, coldness flashed in Yan Jiu's eyes, and the Dark Shadow Swords arrived.
"Freeze." Ye Futian used his spiritual energy to control the spell. The ice spell instantly covered the sword aura. He didn't even look at it. He flapped his wings and glided upwards. Then, he continued to move forward. Everyone could only feel how elegant his movements were. When the Shadow Sword exploded behind Ye Futian, everyone realized that Ye Futian had actually avoided the Shadow Sword's attack with a perfect arc.
Yan Jiu's expression was extremely ugly. This was the first time someone of the same generation had dodged his Sword of Light and Darkness so easily. The cold invaded his body, as if it wanted to stop his blood flow and stop his thoughts.
"Sword of Sealing." Yan Jiu shouted angrily. The nine swords shot out one after another, streaking across the sky and continuing to attack Ye Futian's body. The nine swords seemed to have formed a simple sword matrix, blocking Ye Futian's path forward.
"Idiot."
A voice suddenly sounded. In the next moment, the cold air still affected the operation of the Sword of Sealing. A dazzling figure moved forward in the gap between the nine swords at an extreme speed. The spinning body had a perfect curve. The figure that looked like a Roc passed through the nine swords and was about to reach Yan Jiu.
The word "idiot" was so sarcastic. His long-range attacks seemed to have no effect on Ye Futian at all. They were all broken by the ice spell and the movement technique.
Yan Jiu's eyes shone brightly. His body shot up into the sky and landed in the sky. The tens of thousands of swords between heaven and earth merged into one, turning into a huge heavy sword. It was heavy and filled with endless pressure, intending to kill Ye Futian.
Ye Futian, who was moving forward, felt the pressure of the heavy sword. His hands trembled, and in an instant, two storms blew between heaven and earth, the metal storm and the starry storm. The terrifying storms gathered together, and in an instant, a hundred-meter starry staff appeared in front of him. It was covered in a terrifying golden luster, making it look even heavier.
"Edgeless Heavy Sword!"
Yan Jiu shouted angrily. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and pushed it towards Ye Futian. Towering sword will whizzed past, and the heavy sword pressed down, intending to kill Ye Futian below him.
The huge Roc wings behind Ye Futian shone. He lifted the starry staff with one arm, and his entire body was filled with extremely violent power. A terrifying starry light appeared between heaven and earth, surrounding the starry staff.
"Go." He held the starry staff in his hand and struck out, colliding with the falling heavy sword.
Endless sword will flowed around the heavy sword, colliding with the starry light surrounding the starry staff in a frenzy, making ear-piercing sounds. What was even more terrifying was that the heavy sword struck down, colliding with the heaven-suppressing staff. In an instant, a terrifying storm seemed to erupt at the point of collision. The starry staff was pierced bit by bit, and the starry light and golden light flowed wildly. At the same time, the terrifying heavy sword was also worn down, being torn apart bit by bit.
Both of them did not hold back. Yan Jiu's expression was extremely sharp, and he continued to strike down with the broken sword. Ye Futian also held the staff and struck upwards, striking out.
The heavy sword and the starry staff exploded in a frenzy, shattering bit by bit. The space was filled with boundless violent power, and as the sword and the starry staff were destroyed, the bodies of both of them approached each other bit by bit.
"This …"
Countless people watched the scene in shock. Ye Futian actually clashed head-on with Yan Jiu's sword, fighting attack with attack.
It was too crazy, and the strength of the two forces made people's hearts tremble.
They were about to collide.
The heavy sword was completely shattered, and the starry staff was also completely broken. The bodies of both of them met in the destructive storm. Yan Jiu's eyes were cold. Although Ye Futian was very strong, he did not think that he would lose to Ye Futian. He came from the Sword Saint Villa, and he came to the Holy Zhi Palace to make the name of the Sword Saint Villa known throughout the Barren State. The swords of the Sword Saint Villa were the strongest swords in the Barren State.
This battle was merely a battle for the top ten. How could he lose?
There was no way Ye Futian could stop him from moving forward.
Boundless sword will surrounded his palm, and his arm turned into an arm of the sword, passing through the storm and going for Ye Futian.
In front of him, dazzling golden light bloomed. It was as if a golden-winged Roc was charging at him. It also seemed to have terrifying power of the stars. Ye Futian threw a straight punch. Golden light flashed. The Golden Roc was attached to his body. There was a faint roar of a dragon and an ape in his arm. There was also the terrifying light of the stars.
Ye Futian cultivated in the art of body enhancement, and he had once used his Life Spirit to reconstruct the meridians and bones in his body. His physical body was extremely strong, and there was no way he would be afraid of a head-on collision with Yan Jiu.
"Boom!" A loud sound was heard, and the sword aura shattered. The defense on Ye Futian's fist was torn apart, but Yan Jiu's body was sent flying.
Seeing that he was about to leave the battlefield, Yan Jiu shouted angrily and pressed his finger behind him, forcefully stopping his retreat. He grunted, and blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. His arm trembled slightly, and he felt as if his bones were broken.
Everyone's eyes froze, and their hearts trembled. If the first time Yan Jiu was knocked back was a coincidence, then what about this collision?
Ye Futian had directly injured Yan Jiu.
Ye Futian had many Life Spirits and many elemental talents.
Was this dark horse going to continue forward and fight his way into the top ten?
Yan Jiu closed his eyes, and sword aura flowed all over his body. He rose up, and the sword might of all heavens converged. The nine swords became one, and beams of light streaked across. At this moment, Yan Jiu only had swords on him.
Everyone in the world flowed towards Yan Jiu's body, causing the outside of his body to be covered with an illusion of a sword. It was as if his entire body was within the sword.
The Everlasting Heavenly Sword, and all swords became one.
It was the strongest of the Nine Swords of the Heavenly Sword. While Yan Jiu was far from mastering it to the extreme, it was still frightening enough. The sword will of heaven and earth seemed to have been sucked dry, and the power of that sword was terrifying.
At that moment, the wings behind Ye Futian flapped, and in the next moment, his body rose up in a dazzling arc, flying between the sky and earth. The air currents surged wildly, and an invisible force flowed between the sky and earth, converging on Ye Futian's body. Wind gathered, the power of metal gathered, and the power of stars gathered. The force grew stronger, and gradually, a terrifying storm appeared around Ye Futian. At the same time, a staff of stars appeared in his hand.
"Bang." Ye Futian's staff smashed into the sky, and the void trembled violently. Everyone's hearts were beating along with it. After this blow, the staff continued to dance, and the power gathered on Ye Futian's body became stronger and stronger.
Boom … Another staff strike was sent out, and it was extremely heavy. Many felt the power contained in that staff technique. Furthermore, that staff technique seemed to be the same as the one used by Yuan Zhan, but in Ye Futian's hands, the force was even stronger, like moving clouds and flowing water. It was obvious that he had a deeper understanding of it.
"Kill."
At that moment, Yan Jiu opened his eyes and roared. The Everlasting Heavenly Sword, and all swords became one. Yan Jiu's body moved with the sword, and it was as if he was a sword, streaking across the sky like lightning and shooting stars, heading for Ye Futian in the air.
The roc's silhouette soared up into the sky, and when it reached the sky, the power of heaven and earth gathered. Then, a straight beam of golden light shone, and the roc rushed down from the sky. A shadow of a staff appeared like a shooting star, and the air let out a muffled roar. The world seemed to be trembling.
Boom!
A dull crash was heard, and an extremely dazzling light burst in the air.
"Boom!"
A loud rumble was heard, and the battlefield shook violently. Everyone's hearts trembled violently as they stared at the scene before them.
On the battlefield, Yan Jiu's body was lying there, spitting out blood. He was severely injured.
Looking up into the air, everyone saw a proud and powerful figure. His white robe danced in the wind, and he was bathed in the shadow of the roc. It was extremely dazzling.
In that battle, Ye Futian had severely injured Yan Jiu, and made it to the top ten!
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