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    The corner of Gust Sword Master's mouth twitched when he heard Ye Futian's words, and he also had the urge to slap him to death.

    After waiting for so long, I brought him here to leave the palace because I wanted to see his sword, and let the Kuangfeng Swordsman show his face by the way.

    It's all over, tell him no one is worthy of his sword?

    "I knew he wouldn't dare to make a move. I was just bragging before, and I don't know what you think, Dad." Huan Xue also said, and she was so angry when she heard Ye Futian's words.

    If you don't dare, don't dare, why don't you say that there is no one worthy of him for the monks of the Nine Commanderies?

    This is simply

    All the eyes looking at Ye Futian have the urge to beat someone up, it's too cheap.

    Qin Cang and Zuo Zhengdao, who are not the peak combat power of the Holy Xia, even Li Hanxing of the Ziwei Sword Sect in Yan County, is also a top figure.

    What kind of thing is this sword seven, not worthy of his sword?

    Many holy land sword cultivators in Yan County looked at Ye Futian, most of them looked at Ye Futian with contempt, and sneered at his wild words. The King of Yan County also said: "Even if you are talented in swordsmanship, this statement is still arrogant."

    Today, the strong men from the Nine Counties of Dali are fighting here. Even if he is the true saint, he still has to admit the excellence of these juniors.

    Ye Futian was brought by the Kuangfeng Swordmaster, who was quite optimistic about it. Since he is the arrogance of Yan County's swordsmanship, he naturally respected him.

    However, Ye Futian's words and deeds made him a little disappointed.

    Of course, a junior, he doesn't care too much.

    "Sword cultivator, don't you dare to admit that you don't have the courage to make a move?" Chi Yao of the Chifeng Sword Sect said lightly. He boasted before, but now he probably knows that making a move is just a self-inflicted humiliation.

    Yan Qingyi, Yan Ziyi sisters, and Juque Jianzong's reclamation of wasteland, all just glanced at Ye Futian indifferently, with a bit of disdain, but they didn't say anything, just pretending that he didn't exist.

    As for Li Hanxing, he didn't even look at Ye Futian.

    Seeing everyone's reaction, Ye Futian seemed to be in his expectation, and he didn't care about everyone's thoughts, he said lightly: "I said before I came, this trip to Liwang Palace is just to see the Nine Counties  Cultivator, whether someone is worthy of my sword, I never said that I will definitely do it, as for my strength and weakness, what do you think, feel free, practice the way of the sword, why care about other people's opinions."

    "That's all." Gust Sword Saint said lightly. Since Ye Futian said so, he didn't force it, but his face was obviously a little displeased.

    Thirty years of sword enlightenment, even though the talent is outstanding, but with such a character, it may be difficult for him to stand on his own against the top forces in the upper world.

    Too selfish.

    Ye Futian noticed the expression of the Kuangfeng Sword Master, and thought it was fine.

    In the Lihentian battle back then, after experiencing the Lihen sword master borrowing the sword, his state of mind changed slightly. Even if he had a grudge against Dali, he would not vent his anger on the practitioners of Dali.

    Where a person is born is determined at birth.

    After entering Dali, he also personally felt that Dali was different from what he thought.

    At least Blaster Sword Master and King Yan Jun are both pretty good. If he had a character like his, if he was a saint with a bad temper, he might not be able to bear it long ago.

    Back then, Ji Sheng of Kyushu did not have this kind of bearing.

    Therefore, he does not hope that one day in the future, some of the things he does will implicate the Storm Sword Saint.

    Qin Cang stood proudly on the Taoist platform alone, and no one dared to fight.

    There is no one who can fight him in Liwang City and Dali Nine Counties.

    Qin Cang of Shangqin Commandery will step into the upper realm, and he is afraid that he will be able to soar into the sky in the future. In the future, he will definitely become a powerful figure.

    Not only Qin Cang, but also Zuo Zhengdao and Li Hanxing, their future lies in the upper realm of Dali Dynasty.

    King Li glanced at the crowd and said, "Since no one will fight anymore, let's end this Dao battle."

    The nine-county road battle officially ended today.

    For a time, countless people discussed.

    "Thanks for your hard work, everyone." King Li said with a smile as he looked at the King of the Nine Counties and the people of the Holy Land.

    "King Li and the cultivator from the upper realm presided over this battle in person, and I dare to say it's hard work." Everyone bowed their hands to King Li.

    King Li nodded with a smile, and said, "The banquet continues, but you don't have to be restrained, you can move about on your own."

    Immediately, many people got up, and those selected holy land suzerains took their disciples to the direction of the top forces that selected them, and went to meet them.

    Moreover, prepare to send them to the upper world.

    The master of the Ziwei Sword Sect also got up and led Li Hanxing to the other side.

    "Let's go together"At that time, an epee also appeared in front of him, and an incomparably heavy oppressive force bloomed. He pushed out the palm of his hand, and the epee immediately moved forward, colliding with the land reclamation sword.

    A dull loud noise came out, and the figure that was killing the wasteland suddenly stopped, and his sword seemed to stop, and he felt a terrifying coercion oppressing his body.

    Ye Futian slapped the epee with the palm of his hand, and when the sword came out, the sharp chi chi sound was harsh, and the sword that opened up wasteland was broken inch by inch, and the epee directly broke through the defense and hit his body. In a split second, his body was directly shocked.  He flew out, spitting blood out of his mouth.

    "Your sword is too weak." Ye Futian said calmly. He never moved a bit from the beginning to the end, only one hand and one sword.

    The strength is too weak, which is his previous evaluation of land reclamation.

    "Kach" At this moment, I saw a sword intent soaring to the sky, Fenglei Sword Sect Lin Ya descended from the sky with a terrifying wind and thunder sword intent, as if the void was about to explode and destroy.

    Ye Futian's body was shining with thunder, and a thunderbolt appeared in front of him.

    With one step, Ye Futian rushed directly into the thunder light, with a sword, the world opened, and the thunder light filled the sky.

    "Boom"

    There was a loud noise, and the next moment, Lin Ya, the Fenglei Sword Sect, was covered in thunder, his clothes were torn, and his face was scorched.

    "The explosive power is too weak." Ye Futian's voice came from the void, which was still Ye Futian's comment on him before.

    Yan Qingyi and Yan Ziyi looked at each other, and then the figures of the two sisters fluttered and turned into many afterimages. In an instant, sword intent crossed the world, as if countless figures were walking towards Ye Futian at the same time, accompanied by infinite sword intent.

    Ye Futian's eyes were like swords, and he glanced at the two of them indifferently.

    Taking a step forward, the figure disappeared immediately, and the next moment, an incomparably gorgeous sword light lit up in the void, turning into thousands of sword qi.

    One sword strikes, ten thousand spells break, the swords of Yan Qingyi and Yan Ziyi disappeared in an instant, the sound of chi chi came out, and a corner of their long skirts was torn.

    They stopped and looked down at their torn clothes, their arms trembling slightly.

    There is still only one sword.

    Yanjun Jianxiu, who deserves a sword!

    ps: I saw a lot of people say that the protagonist is arrogant, has a problem with character, and deliberately pretended. I suddenly feel that these chapters are empty water, and there are so many words in it. Did you realize that you deliberately pretended?
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