The major powerhouses have already occupied the positions in front of the Enlightenment Sacred Tree, and they are not going to give up, but anyone who wants to go up will be crushed by the powerhouses.
Everyone also saw what happened just now. The people above all attacked together.
Now, Ye Futian said, whoever takes the shot, he wants whose position.
This is no longer aimed at one of them, but anyone who makes a move may be everyone above. What an arrogant attitude this is.
In front of the sacred tree, everyone's eyes were indifferent, and they stabbed straight at Ye Futian. Whether it was the top figures or the disciples of the shrine, they had never seen such arrogant and presumptuous characters. The disciple dared to be so arrogant.
I saw Ye Futian stepping up, and he was really alone, walking towards the top, the wind was bleak, the flow of Taoism, blowing on his body, making the white clothes rattle, watching the road with its back to the crowd Everyone felt a sense of aloofness from his back.
One person, stepping towards the sacred tree.
Baixiu's pupils were terrifying, and a mysterious air flow surged, enveloping the world. At this moment, even those who watched the battle from the sky felt the oppression of their souls, and they could only see faintly appearing in the sky above everyone's heads. A ghostly face, this face merged with the sky and became one, with a pair of terrifying eyes looking down into the sky, many people only felt that their souls were trembling.
There are not many Taoist disciples of Taoist Youming, but each of them is very terrifying. This kind of attack of the soul is extremely dangerous, and it can directly target the power of the soul of the practitioner, which is very terrifying.
Bai Xiu naturally also felt that Ye Futian was also good at soul power, because the dark color was extraordinarily dignified, the Nether Eyes locked on the other party's soul, rushed into Ye Futian's eyes, but found it was useless, Ye Futian's eyes were equally terrifying , Moreover, the ubiquitous Dao Sword Intent on his body can directly destroy the power he released.
The palm of the hand was stretched out, and it moved towards the sky. For a moment, a big handprint seemed to appear in the empty space, directly attacking Ye Futian's soul.
"The hand of the ghost."
Seeing this scene, many ordinary disciples of the Jingu Shrine trembled inwardly. The strength of Baixiu lies in the fact that some people who are stronger than him will often be defeated by him because they cannot resist the power of the attack of the soul.
I don't know if Ye Futian can compete against Bai Xiu, a disciple of Daoist Youming.
The others didn't make a move, but just looked at Bai Xiu. They wanted to see how much confidence this arrogant Taixuan Mountain Sword Cultivator had who wanted to target everyone.
How powerful Ye Futian's perception is, he naturally sensed that a huge Nether hand was grabbing towards him, silently, not at the flesh, but at the soul. place.
But after Ye Futian practiced Immortal Soul Yin, and integrated Immortal Soul Yin with Taoism, he asked himself that he could be stronger than the other party's ghost power.
"Bang." Ye Futian continued to walk up, and the majestic momentum swept out of his body. His meridians seemed to turn into sword veins, and the ancient tree of the soul world turned into a sword shape, and the sword soul was in the palace of fate. Clanking, as if wanting to rush out.
Above Ye Futian's body, there are countless kendo airflows flowing, accompanying his steps, going up against the trend.
The roaring sword created a sense of suffocation between the heavens and the earth, the invisible coercion dropped, and the Nether Mahamudra blasted down, but was pierced by the countless kendo air currents. In an instant, the Nether Mahamudra continued to collapse and shatter , turned into nothingness under the sword intent.
"Om."
Ye Futian stepped forward with a single step, his pupils were like sharp swords, he shot at Bai Xiu's eyes, and said: "Since you have made a move, let's give up your position."
After the voice fell, he pointed his finger towards the sky, opened the sky with his sword, pierced through the void, and killed Bai Xiu.
This sword breaks the soul.
Bai Xiu's complexion changed. He is good at soul attacks, so he is inferior in other aspects, but the soul attacks don't seem to be able to restrain Ye Futian, and the opponent's counterattack power, like him, contains the power of soul attacks.
"Pfft!"
The sword pierced through the void, and Bai Xiu's body seemed to be pierced, but there was no blood. The figure gradually turned into an afterimage and disappeared, and Bai Xiu's figure appeared next to him, which seemed a bit illusory.
"Pupil of the Netherworld."
Bai Xiu's eyes suddenly turned dark and blood-colored. In an instant, the sky changed color, and it seemed that a ghost god appeared. Ye Futian seemed to have fallen into it. In another space, all he could see was a pair of blood-colored pupils , the pupil of the nether world.
"Refinement."
Baixiu's eyes and pupils ignited the fire of the nether world, and the fire burned his soul for a moment. The space where Ye Futian was was wrapped in a piece of ghost fire, trying to kill his soul.
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The people in the sky trembled in their hearts. Ye Futian was a little dangerous. Although this Bai Xiu was young, she did not expect to have practiced the supernatural powers of Dao Zun to such a terrifying level, the pupil of the netherworld, the fire of the nether world.
Enveloped by this force, Ye Futian felt extremely uncomfortable. His pupils were indifferent, and his hands stretched out. Immediately, the Infinity Sword appeared around his body. His eyes closed, and the sword intent became stronger and stronger. The howling sword The air storm flooded this space.
Finally, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. It was a pair of sword pupils, piercing nothingness directly.
Pointing the palm of the hand towards the void, thousands of swords came out, the avenue flowed against the current, and the stars moved. In an instant, the way of the sword broke through the cover of the pupil of the nether world and rolled towards the sky. Kill Bai Xiu above the sky.
"Excalibur Fleeing Years."
Seeing this scene, Wan Shouyi and Luoyue were shaken in their hearts. Ye Futian had already mastered a ray of artistic conception of the third style of the Excalibur Fleeing Years. The song just now not only made him understand the sword, but also made Ye Futian realize it himself. Excalibur Fleeing Years.
This blow already has the meaning of fleeting time. Although the Great Dao God Wheel was not cast, and the real power of fleeting time cannot be erupted, but even so, the destruction scene of the sword storm annihilating the void is still terrifying.
Many people were faintly worried about Bai Xiu. When the sword was killed, Bai Xiu was wrapped in the storm of swordsmanship, and there was an extremely gorgeous divine light shining and blooming there. A mouthful of blood.
His body was also blown away, and he was blown away from the sky above the Enlightenment Tree, his breath weakened, and even strands of dark air appeared on his face.
Only Bai Xiu himself knows how powerful this sword is. It is not only a pure divine sword fleeting time, but also contains the sword intent to destroy the soul.
"The Taoist disciples were all defeated."
Everyone in the sky was shocked when they saw the two fighting in the air. This is really strong.
He is the strongest person in Taixuan Mountain.
It seems that this time, Taixuan Mountain will also produce a top romantic figure.
Lu Qingyao wasn't surprised when she saw this scene, she was defeated badly by Ye Futian, Bai Xiu's defeat didn't surprise her too much, but Ye Futian's spirit power was so powerful, that The fruit of the Dao of Life probably made his soul stronger.
"I want his position." Ye Futian said, and continued to walk up, with a proud spirit of fighting for the front.
"I also learned your sword." Li Xun said. He was defeated by Wan Shouyi twice. Although it was the strength of the piano sound, he felt frustrated and doubted the way of the sword, so he wanted to try the sword again.
The Doomsday Sword was conceived, and Li Xun took a step forward, stepped out from his own position, stabbed out an astonishing sword, and from the sky down, everything it passed was destroyed.
"I will fulfill you."
Ye Futian stepped up, stabbing with the same sword, the two swords collided, and countless kendo airflows rolled towards the direction of the opponent, endlessly, the space made an extremely sharp and piercing sound, which made people feel scalp numb , Many people in the sky felt a sense of suffocation. If they were between the swords, they might be torn to pieces.
The sword in Ye Futian's body is majestic and flowing, and the two seem to be in a stalemate, but Ye Futian's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and Li Xun's is getting weaker and weaker.
A muffled sound came out, the sword broke, Li Xun seemed to be pierced by the sword, and flew back backwards.
"Two positions." Ye Futian said, and continued to move forward. His movements were not fast, and he even looked a little slow. He walked up to the sky step by step. The lonely figure seemed to dare to be the enemy of heaven.
"It's so strong." The people below thought inwardly, before, all the strong men wanted to force their way in but failed, and they were all blasted down.
Now, only Ye Futian is walking up alone.
Jun Mu looked at the back with a little jealousy. Who would know Jun Mu, the practitioner on Taixuan Mountain? This Shijing seems to have become the symbol of Taixuan Mountain. He is a monarch, what is it.
What's more, everything that happened before may leave him even more stained.
Other practitioners of Taixuan Mountain also felt a little dreamy. The disciples of Taixuan Mountain were vulnerable. Now, a luthier went up alone, despising the disciples of the Taoist Temple and the top Tianjiao in the Shangxiao world.
No matter who makes the shot, he must give way.
This can be regarded as a peerless romance.
"The Daoist Master broke through the realm, and the name of the Taixuan Daoist Master shook the sky. Only such a romantic person can match the reputation of Taixuan Mountain today." Wan Shouyi said in a low voice. He was deeply touched.
The disciples of Taixuan Mountain are too weak to match the name of today's Daoist. Only a few direct disciples of the leader can do it, and there is no one in the third generation.
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The disciples of Taixuan Mountain are too weak to match the name of today's Daoist. Only a few direct disciples of the leader can do it, and there is no one in the third generation.
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