The Legend of Futian

1103. Chapter 1079 by sword

Chapter 1079.

The Kyushu powerhouses fled.

In the vast Xiahuangjie, the people who practiced can be described as endless, with hundreds of millions of units.

However, how many people have set foot on the peak of the Holy Path to achieve a nirvana?

Before the fall of the Nether Juggernaut, and at that moment, the devil’s head is the true existence of the Nirvana, and who can block him except the one who was once a nirvana?

Even if it is awkward, she can’t stop it for a long time.

At the moment, the vast Xuanji Mountain seems to be transformed into a Jianshan Mountain. It is covered by the sword, and the infinite swords of the sky are empty, and the light of the sky is swallowed up. The swords are covered with hundreds of miles, and the swords of the sky are ruined. However, there is like a peerless demon head, a tyrannical face, it is the great divorce road giant Cao Kong.

The sword of the Xinghe River, killing above the sky, this moment of shackles, seems to return to the peak.

Even her whole person seems to disappear and become a sword.

Between heaven and earth, only this chaotic sword.

The village head looked back and looked at the storm, and he was very calm. In this battle, he did not know what the lady would be.

This is forcibly urging the peak of the Nether Blade, the Nether Juggernaut does not return to the peak, how to fight the Nirvana of the Holy.

The entire Xuanji Mountain collapsed and shattered, and it turned into ruins. The scene was shocking.

Ye Futian and others fled in the dust of the ruins, and many of the sacred strongmen chased them. The speed was lightning fast and thunder, and they quickly bypassed them from Ye Futian, preparing them to completely retreat. Sealed.

“Let’s go.” Xia Sheng made a decisive move, his body flickered toward the left, and Li Sheng went to the right.

The two of them are the strongest of the second place of the Holy Path. They still have the power of a battle. The strong men on both sides fight directly with them. As for the people behind, they do not care about their existence and continue to chase Ye Futian.

Three of them are extremely strong, but they are the super strong existence of the third place of the Holy Path.

Due to the battle of the airspace, the great empire and the Xiahuangjie have sent many strong men to the airspace, and the Xiahuangjie wins. Therefore, they continue to send more people to control the airspace, leaving the emperor as the loser, and many strong people are separated. Leave.

In fact, today’s airspace, the power from the emperor is obviously not as good as the Xiahuangjie, and there are only a limited number of people who can be transferred. Otherwise, there is no need to use the plan to transfer the people who protect the Ye Futian from Xia Qingyu, or even spend At no small price, I asked many of the sacred characters in the airspace to accompany her to play a show, which shocked them to spend a little time.

You know, in order to be able to shock the heavenly sage, he also invited a very powerful person to go out. Even if he walked through the scene, the cost was huge. Naturally, he could not return without success. He concentrated all his strength here and killed Ye. Futian.

“Where are you going?” A voice of indifference came out. I saw a tyrannical demon figure sticking out of the palm of my hand. The devil was in the sky, and the leader of the demon door Cao Kong came personally. Naturally, there were other top figures to follow.

This person is the devil of the third realm of the Holy Path.

As he stretched out his palms, the atmosphere of the heavens and the air rushed toward his palms. Ye Futian, they only felt that their bodies were looking backwards and could not move forward.

The head of the village wants to cross the void, but the terrible power of engulfing has the power to devour the avenue, and the space airflow is the same, and the gap in the realm cannot be compensated.

They didn’t have time to accompany Ye Futian. They had only a small amount of time to kill Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. Otherwise, they could come over at a very fast speed once Xia Qingyu reacted.

Both sides are competing for time difference.

We must know that after the emergence of the deaf, Xiao’s talents can come here to inform, and when the Xiao’s strongman is on the road, Xia Qingyi may find that something is wrong, and then he will rush to this side.

Therefore, they immediately shot after the strong man who sent the guardian Ye Futian to leave, and did not give the other party a chance to suffocate.

A terrible seal of the law fell down, madly coming to Ye Futian behind them, wanting to seal the devouring avenue.

However, how can the realm of the moon saint be compared with the other side, only a sword light cut through the void, a loud bang, the seal of the moon sanctuary is broken, and the sacred place is killed to the moon, three holy roads The three-step sacred character did not even care about him.

Even if the strongest of the second path of the Holy Path is irrelevant in their eyes, it is not as important as Ye Futian.

The people who are going to kill this time are mainly Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. It is irrelevant for others to kill.

Although Yue Sheng was repelled, it was still Ye Futian who fought for a moment and continued to flee.

However, this short period of time seems to be insignificant for this life and death pursuit, and it can even be said that it does not make much sense.

They simply can’t go away.

“The predecessors worked hard to intercept the strong people on both sides of the Holy Land.” At this time a voice was introduced into the All Saints eardrum of the Bada Road Palace. Their pupils shrank slightly, but they did.

At the moment, the strongest people who chase them are the top three characters, the third step of the Holy Capital. They can’t compete at all. On the left and right sides, a line of sacred characters is the first place of the Holy Land and a few second places. Strong.

Before Xia Sheng, Li Sheng and Yue Sheng, they also contained a lot of strong people.

“Oh.” Fighting is the first step, even if someone opens, he still does not have much hope.

The existence of the third path of the Holy Path is enough to make them desperate and unable to compete.

If some of the top figures that Xia Qingyi sent to Ye Futian were there, they could fight the opponents, but they were transferred back to rescue Xia Qingyu, which seemed desperate.

The jihad on both sides broke out. Fighting, Zhugeqing Wind and others did not take long to set foot in the holy world. It was also the sacred place of the lower bounds. It was impossible to compete with the other people, but at this moment, there was only a deadly battle.

But what is really cruel is that they can’t see hope even if they are dead.

Ye Futian, they only have the glass saint and the village head in front of them, how to block the other party’s strong?

At this time, the glamour of the glass saint broke out, the sword in the hand smashed out, the cold and ruthless sword broke all the shackles, and those who shrouded Ye Futian seemed to be opened, but the influence on the other party was not great. Seeing that they will take them.

“You go first.” At this time, a figure suddenly turned around and stood in front of the top three holy places.

When Ye Futian saw the figure, they all shook.

“What are you doing without dust?” Ye Futian shouted.

Ye Wuchen is only the realm of the peak of the sage, and the existence of the third place of the holy road?

This is simply to die, and the arm is a car.

The other side can print him down and he can crush him.

Even the top three sacred characters of the sacred sacred squats, and the presence of the third gate of the sacred path of the sacred gate extends forward, and the horror demon surrounds, directly swallowing the leafless body to him. Palm.

Ye Wuchen has no resilience at all, just like a streamer is swallowed away. It seems that as long as the other person has a thought, he can let him fall into the abyss.

“No dust.” Ye Futian couldn’t move forward, looking back at the rushing figure, only feeling a little desperate.

If it is the first place of the Holy Path, they can still try a battle, but this state is too weak.

Not a level, in front of the other side, they are no different from the ants, they can easily die on the death.

But the leaves are dusty, but they turn directly to block them.

In front of the top figures in the third place of the Holy Path, Ye Wuchen seems so small, swallowed and rushed into the whirlpool of the other’s palm, and even the pace of the other side did not stop.

A sage character, for them, is no different from the ants, and naturally does not affect them.

Seeing that Ye Futian was about to be swallowed into the vortex, but at this moment, suddenly there was a slap in the face of his sword, which seemed to belong to his sword.

In the whirlpool, there is an infinite sword in the moment that erupts from his body and goes toward the vortex.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen’s eyes were extremely sharp, and a voice was spit out in his mouth: “Please give the sword to the sword.”

His voice fell, and a sword broke out from his body. This moment, Jianguang was so prosperous.

The moment when this sword is born, the heavens and the earth are broken, leaving the heavens, leaving the earth, and leaving the soul.

This sword is about three thousand.

In the sword, a singular will blooms out, and this moment, the powerful magical look that devours the leaves without dust, is shocked and reveals a shocking look.

“Be careful.” The top strongman of Jianshan next to him also changed his look and looked at the sword of hate.

This is where the leafless kendo is clearly the master of the first kendo of the Xiahuangjie, the first person of the Xiahuangjie kendo to hate the sword of the main sword.

Leaves are dusty and borrow swords.

Ye Futian looked at the front, and the brilliant sword made the world eclipse and stunned.

At this moment, he remembered the battle with Suichuan, the sword from the hate sword master, and also remembered a word that Ye Wuchen said to him.

From the hate sword master, he gave him a sword.

This is not just a sword.

“Good.” A shocking voice came from the heavens and the earth. It was not a leafless voice, as if it came from outside the sky, like a response to Ye Wuqing.

This sword fell directly through the vortex of the magician practitioner, tearing into a smash, this sword out, rushed into the other hand’s palm in a moment, even though the magic is stunned, the palm is still directly penetrated, the next moment, that The fascinating devil heads are all endless swords.

Then, his body is the kendo airflow.

At this time, far away from the endless summer of the Xihuang Emperor, from the hate heaven thirty-three heavens, in front of the palace, a figure sitting cross-legged, squatting around the sword, as if he was fighting in the air.

“Oh.” A voice seems to penetrate the endless void, and it sounds in the thirty-three heavens of hate, and it also resounds under the empty world.

With the sound falling, the demon character smashed a little under the air of the kendo, and made a scream of horror, but soon, it turned into nothingness!

(End of this chapter)