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    This voice naturally came from Ye Futian.

    All eyes were fixed, and they looked at Ye Futian.

    This guy, is he crazy?

    He defeated Zhao Han, Zhao Han has already taken a step back, and only let Yun Qianmo return to the sect in a month. Although he is still very domineering, the situation is like this. Although Ye Futian's talent is dazzling, but after all, there is a difference in realm, Zhao Han  Not repenting in public was out of consideration for face, and he dared to provoke Zhao Han. Isn't that an excuse for Zhao Han to deal with him?

    "Are you talking to me?" Zhao Han looked at Ye Futian, showing a bit of joking.

    "Until I'm in a good mood, don't move a step." Ye Futian didn't respond to the other party's words, but said indifferently: "Move, or die."

    Zhao Han's expression became even weirder, if he moves, he dies?

    He looked at Ye Futian with an indifferent smile, since he wanted to seek death, he had no choice but to fulfill him.

    "You want to die so much?" Zhao Han said coldly.

    After Zhao Han's words fell, Ye Futian's eyes suddenly flashed a sharp breath.

    Between the opening and closing of Ye Futian's eyes, a terrifying force of will went directly towards Zhao Han.

    This time, it was no longer as gentle as the will that entered Yun Qianmo's mind, but full of terrifying power.

    For just a moment, Zhao Han only felt that what he was facing was not Ye Futian, but the super willpower contained in the stone statue, killing him.

    Accompanied by a sharp sound, Zhao Han erupted with an astonishing sword intent, but that will directly penetrated everything, coming from the stone statue that contained the will of the sword.

    "Chi Chi" Accompanied by the ear-piercing sharp sound, everyone heard only a scream mixed in, Zhao Han's body trembled, and blood flowed continuously from his body.  There is blood flowing out.

    At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed there, staring at the figures of the two.

    "The stone statues are lit up." Someone looked at the several stone statues of kendo in the grotto, and at this moment they were actually lit up.

    "It's the same as the Cangshan ruins." Liu Yuan's face was ashen when he saw this scene. Ye Futian was able to use the sound of the piano to induce the will in the stone wall in the Cangshan ruins. Now in this grotto with stronger will, he didn't need to use the sound of the piano to directly attract the will of the stone statue to attack.  Is this guy human?

    When the power of attack disappeared, Zhao Han's body couldn't help shaking. At that moment, he felt death.

    "Do you think I'm joking?" Ye Futian looked at Zhao Han with a smile. He had a handsome face and a clean smile. He looked harmless to humans and animals, but at this moment, in Zhao Han's eyes, he was like a devil.

    Everyone also felt the chills. Before, Zhao Han was extremely domineering, and Ye Futian would die if he lost. He set the rules. Ye Futian didn't say anything, and walked quietly to the grotto. At that time, he had no way to compete with Zhao Han.

    Next, stepping on the grotto, showing its sharpness.

    Now, he can use the will of the grotto to crush Zhao Han, and his momentum has changed instantly.

    If Zhao Han moves, he dies.

    There is no reason, now, the rules are set by him.

    Zhao Han's face was extremely ugly. As the son of the head of Yujianzong, he is a talented person who is the pride of heaven. He still can't hear the domineering words not long ago. At this moment, he has fallen into such a situation. One can imagine how embarrassing it is.

    If you move, you will die, if you don't move, will you stand here and let people watch?

    He, Zhao Han, how will he gain a foothold in the land of Qianmeng in the future?

    What a shame that he was forced to the point that he dared not move.

    "If you don't believe me, you can try it." Ye Futian didn't look at Zhao Han again, but looked at Yun Qianmo.

    I saw that Yun Qianmo's face was a little weird at this time, Zhao Han is the son of the head, and Ye Futian treated him like this, what should he do when he walks out of the grotto?

    And then, what should she do?

    She agreed to be Ye Futian's maid and gave up some things, but it is still very difficult for her and Zhao Han to betray the teacher as opponents.

    "Yun Qianmo, continue to comprehend." Ye Futian introduced the will contained in the stone statue into Yun Qianmo's mind, let her comprehend, then looked at Lin Yueyao, and did the same thing.

    At this time, everyone saw that the black wind sculpture had stepped in front of the stone statue, taking thirteen steps towards death, and even took four steps. Next, with the help of Ye Futian, they also began to understand the meaning of the stone statue.  will.

    "I'm going to practice first." Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian and said.

    "Okay." Ye Futian nodded, and then Yu Sheng stepped forward, walked up the corridor of the grotto, stepped under the stone statue, and felt the coercion of will that permeated it. He found a place to sit quietly and feel silently.

    &nbStill feel unwilling.

    "Go." The young man said, Zhao Han glanced at Ye Futian, but still nodded and stepped back, as if the young man's words were an order, stronger than Ye Futian's deterrent to him.

    Ye Futian, who was comprehending, frowned, turned his eyes, and an invisible force of will directly pressed towards Zhao Han.

    But at this moment, an incomparably terrifying air flowed out from the young man, turning into a real dragon around Zhao Han's body, protecting Zhao Han.

    Zhao Han's body quickly retreated, and he exited the front of the grotto.

    The luck like a real dragon returned to the young man, and at this moment he was even more dazzling, like a real dragon among men.

    "The king's luck."

    Everyone's hearts trembled, as expected of him in the legend, the peerless evil figure in the Land of Thousand Alliances, with an existence of absolute majesty.

    "It's just a little thing, let's stop here." The young man looked at Ye Futian and said, in the plain words, there seemed to be absolute authority.

    Among the young generation in the Land of Thousand Leagues, his words are indeed authoritative.
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