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    The sword intent flowed on Ye Futian's body, and it was extremely bright. At the same time, in front of him, on the kendo stone platform, a sword glow suddenly lit up.  Rush out from the stone platform.

    This scene made everyone show a strange look. Many people were joking just now, but in a blink of an eye, the sword was about to break through the stone platform. So, is it because the practitioners on the stone platform have realized it, or is it because of Ye Futian?  ?

    If it was Ye Futian, wouldn't it be in an instant?

    The cultivator sitting on the stone platform was also taken aback for a moment. He was trying to comprehend his cultivation, but suddenly the sword intent flowed out from the stone platform, becoming stronger and stronger, directly submerging his body. However, it was not because of him.  When he was born, wisps of kendo air passed over his body, and his whole body was shining brightly when he sat on the stone platform.

    How is this going?

    I saw him with a strange look, and the stream of swordsmanship on the stone platform flowed towards Ye Futian's body. Soon, Ye Futian and the stone platform seemed to have established a certain connection and seemed to resonate.

    "This" The eyes of the people who spoke just now were frozen there. No matter how strong or weak they were, they all looked at Ye Futian with wide eyes, and the faces of some middle-ranked powerhouses of the older generation were a little flushed.

    unacceptable¡­¡­

    So what are they practicing here?

    Is he really here for the first time?

    Many people felt that they had received a great blow. At this moment, terrifying sword shadows rushed out of Ye Futian's body. Thousands of sword shadows overlapped and turned into a sword energy, soaring straight into the sky.

    "Buzz!"

    A sword appeared on Ye Futian's body, but it was not a real sword. The stone platform resonated with it, making a sword shadow appear on the mountain of swords.

    With a thought of Ye Futian, the sword intent surrounding his head turned into countless sword shadows, and then returned to one. At this moment, those who are still fantasizing about the practice that they must have misunderstood are a little sad.

    It was too shocking.

    "That's it?" An old man with a long beard has been practicing here for a long time, and he has no feeling in the fur. When Ye Futian comes, a sword will be completed?

    "How did you do it?" Someone looked at Ye Futian and asked, only to see Ye Futian smiling at him: "Isn't this sword intent ready-made, just look at the front and comprehend it, isn't it very simple?"

    ""

    The face of the person who asked the question was a little dark.

    Wellit's very simple, what else can he say, is it difficult?  Didn't he slap himself in the face.

    "Maybe it's luck, or maybe he has practiced this kind of sword intent himself." Someone thought to himself, and then said to Ye Futian: "Since it is simple, the other sword intents must not be difficult for you."

    "Yes, try a few other sword intents." The person next to him seemed to find comfort, and said in agreement, hoping it was luck, otherwise it would be too shocking, and he would have no face to practice here.

    As everyone knows, the practitioner on the stone platform is the most embarrassing at this moment. He is sitting in the best position, and he didn't feel the sword intent. Ye Futian felt it when he was down there. Thisis embarrassing.

    He can only pretend that he doesn't know anything, and continue to practice.

    "good."

    Ye Futian nodded, he was still sitting there cross-legged, looking at another stone platform, just like before, wisps of Dao breath permeated out, enveloped the stone platform, and felt the sword intent hidden in it, as if there was a sword in his eyes  The light appeared, and it seemed to be able to see the flow of the sword.

    He felt quietly, wisps of sword intent wandered over him, and the sword light reflected his body. At this moment, all the cultivators around him were staring at him. This guy is so weird that he realized it right away  It's hard not to draw attention to a sword intent.

    They are all looking forward to this guy's failure. There is no reason, they just have opinions on his talent

    Under the gaze of many gazes, the sword intent on Ye Futian's body became stronger and stronger. Soon, the stone platform he was watching also reacted, and the sword intent flowed, illuminating the stone platform, so, the stone platform on the stone platform  The cultivator also opened his eyes, showing a strange look, and then turned his head to look at Ye Futian.

    Then, a sword light soared upwards, illuminating the space where Ye Futian was.

    Behind Ye Futian, a second sword intent appeared, which seemed to turn into a real sharp sword, suspended behind him, and made a sound of sword whistling. This sword is different from the first sword. The first sword is like a shadow.  The sword is like light.

    ""

    Everyone stared at him, staring at the two sword intents, many of them blushed, and they were ashamed.

    "Let's go." An old man turned around and left, ready to leave??Multiple avenues.  "The cultivation base of the young man in black is in the realm of the middle emperor. He has an amazing momentum and gives people a sense of sharpness. He continued to ask: "The aura of the great way I released contains a strange meaning. Can you specifically let me perceive it?  .  "

    That kind of power has the meaning of tolerance, and it seems to be able to arouse the airflow of Shitai's swordsmanship. He guessed that Ye Futian's ability to have such comprehension may have something to do with his practice, not all of it is comprehension.

    Ye Futian glanced at the other party, and he had already responded to the other party, but the young man in black wanted to know his cultivation method, which is not a polite behavior.

    The few people behind Ye Futian also frowned. Ye Futian's practice had been very smooth before. Although all the practitioners were envious and jealous, no one really did anything, but the attitude of the young man in black made them feel a little unfriendly  .

    "I can't." Ye Futian said with a smile, and then the aura of the Dao permeated, and he continued to comprehend the last sword intent of his practice.

    When the young man in black heard Ye Futian's answer, a sharp cold light of the way of the sword shot out from his eyes, can't he?
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