The Legend of Futian

1130. Chapter 1107, you are out of the sword.

Chapter 1107, you are out of the sword.

The sacred strongman saw Ye Futian blocking a blow and could not help but be a little surprised.

How sturdy the sacred path is, even though it is the sage of enlightenment, there is still a big gap.

He stepped forward, and the pressure of the road shrouded, pressing Ye Futian’s body, and even the many powerful people watching the battle felt the invisible pressure.

However, because it is outside the National Palace, the sacred environment controls its own pressure range, and does not dare to destroy it. He integrates the Tao into the palm of his hand, and it is a palm print that slaps from the void, than the one just now. The hit is stronger.

Ye Futian looked up and felt that the palm print above the head would crush the heavens and the earth, and a suffocating Daowei crushed down. If it was for the peak of a sage, it would be difficult to move.

However, he did not retreat, only to see Ye Futian waving his hands, suddenly the sword was intentional, and a handle epee was formed, and dozens of swords appeared in front of him. Every sword showed a pound. The trend of shackles.

“Hey.” Ye Futian stepped into the void, suddenly smashing an epee, smashing through the void, sweeping everything, and bearing a huge pressure to go to the palm print.

“Boom……”

Another step is to step out, his palms are like a rush of the sea, and suddenly a handle of the epee is broken, and a sword follows a sword.

The palm print fell, a loud noise, the foremost epee directly collapsed and shattered, the big palm print was crushed down at a very fast speed, the loud rumbling sound of the rumbling continued, the emptiness violently swayed, and the stalk of a handle was constantly The smash cracked, but the speed of the palm print was slower and there was a crevice.

“Hey.”

Ye Futian stepped up, and the last epee broke open, and finally the palm print was opened, but at the same time, the sacred strongman stepped forward and directly descended over his head, even though the sword was strong enough to break the holy The road prints, but it just breaks a palm print.

The palm of this sacred place was crushed down like a disc, and suddenly there was a horrific Metal color storm that crushed everything underneath.

“Go.” Ye Futian pointed his finger at the void, and suddenly the numerous swords around him swept away toward the sky. The sword was like a shadow, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be all swords, without the figure of Ye Futian.

“Fantasy Sword?” The sacred powerhouse is directly countless, the Metal Color Storm continues to crush down, the Magic Sword is crushed and crushed, and the space is pressed down.

A devastating pressure fell on Ye Futian and he was shocked back to the ground. However, with this retreat, Ye Futian reached out with his right hand and suddenly became another sword.

Out of the sword, Ye Futian’s figure disappeared directly from the place, and the hard-working breakthrough broke the space of the opponent’s Tao Wei and left.

At the same time, Li Xuan suddenly felt a crisis coming. The next moment, he saw Ye Futian’s sword light in the distance, and appeared in front of him for a moment, such as the water, the water, and the coherence.

This kendo is a space kendo.

Ye Futian’s body is full of swords, and Xuan body is retiring, but where is the sword, he can only stretch out his hands and slap toward the front. His eyes are so cold that he wants to win in an instant. he?

The sacred body, the palms of the hands are covered by the holy sacs, and they catch the sword of Ye Futian.

The sword touched his palms directly, and Xuan wanted to buckle, but only saw the glory of the Metal color flashing away. The sword penetrated through his palms and broke the defensive light curtain. To his throat.

For a moment, Xuan Xuan only felt that the throat was a little cold, and his palms stopped there momentarily, and the body remained rigid in a strange posture.

At the same time, the sacred strongman stepped forward and went straight to the side. Before Ye Futian turned to the sword, he perceived it, but it was still a slow step. It was enough to block a sword from Xuan.

But obviously, there is no blockage from Xuan Yijian.

Many disciples in the Great National Court saw this scene with amazement. In the face of a attack from a powerful sacred man, he actually left the battlefield, and a sword controlled the life and death of Xuan Xuan.

That sword is amazing.

This is a very strong sword repairing power that has come to the outside of the country.

“Let him go.” The sacred strongman stepped forward, Ye Futian didn’t look back, the sword swallowed out, and the tip of the sword touched the throat skin of Xuan Xuan. As soon as he moved, the sword could stand straight away. Xuan’s throat ended his life.

From Xuan Xuan slightly tilted his head, feeling the coolness of the neck, his look did not have too strong waves, his hands slowly put down, he slowly bowed, the cold and proud eyes still stare at Ye Futian with a proud attitude.

It is worthy of being the lower bound Invincible. The Swordsman Swordsman, who is valued by Jianshan, is able to control him with a sword. It is amazing.

“My surname is away.” Li Xuan stared at Ye Futian and said: “Sword is good, take off your sword, I will let you go.”

Ye Futian’s sword is still there, looking at Xuan Xuan: “Why kill me?”

“The great away from the country is very humiliating and humiliating.”

Ye Futian noticed that the other party was calm from beginning to end, especially when he ordered to kill him. It was definitely not because he had provoked the Great National Court.

Moreover, he came to seek the way, can not talk about humiliation, if it is away from Xuanzhen to think about the reputation of the National Palace, it should not let the sacred characters kill him after the defeat.

Obviously, Li Xuan is lying.

However, the first time I met, there was no conflict of interest. Why did he kill him?

However, looking at the posture of Xuan Xuan, it is impossible to ask the reason, and it does not make any sense.

“Let’s let go.” The sacred strongman took a step forward and the power was terrible.

Ye Futian was surrounded by swords, and the sword in his hand went forward. He entered the throat of Xuan Xuan a little. He looked back and looked at the strong man in the Holy Land. “You go one step further. I can’t guarantee whether my sword will. Pierce his throat.”

The blood flowed out of Xuan’s neck, and Xuan felt the coolness of his neck. His eyes changed slightly and it was very cold.

“If you don’t take the sword away, I don’t guarantee that you can leave alive today.”

His voice fell, his throat was colder, and the sword pierced a little. He squirmed from Xuan’s throat, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes stared at Ye Futian.

“I promise, you will die in front of me.” Ye Futian said coldly: “And, a person who has just defeated and let the sacred practitioners take the shot, I don’t think his guarantee is convincing, so you are now I can shut up.”

He closed his mouth very obediently, and the sword had entered the throat. When he went forward, he could have his life. He had to shut up.

Suddenly outside the courtyard of the country, it was quiet, and it was dead and dead. The figure came out of the air. It was the elders of the Great National Court who heard the news.

Seeing the scene in front of them, their looks changed slightly. This is a practice from the Xuanyuan National Institute. Although it is not a bad character, his surname is away.

If you die here, it will undoubtedly be a trouble.

But the sword repair, his sword does not move, just stand there, as if it has become a deadlock.

Ye Futian He couldn’t guarantee what would happen after he left Xuan Xuan, so his sword would not leave Xuan’s throat until he could ensure his safety.

“The matter is wrong with Xuan, but how about letting him go?” At this time, a sacred person from the National Institute of Foreign Affairs opened the door to Ye Futian.

“Seven of the swords of the younger generation, I heard that the Great National Court was the first place to practice the Holy Land, so I came to seek the way. However, after defeating this person, he ordered the saint to kill me. This is a last resort. Ask for the predecessors. If I let him, the seniors can The name of the National Academy to ensure the safety of the younger generation?” asked Ye Futian.

The sacred character heard the silence of Ye Futian, and the identity of Xuan was special. He was the descendant of the Regent. If he wanted to retaliate against Ye Futian, he could not guarantee the safety of Ye Futian. Naturally, he did not dare to leave the National Palace. Name to ensure.

Therefore, only silence.

“The husband is angry, but the blood is splashed five steps, not to mention Jian Xiu. If you can’t ensure the safety of the younger generation, only let him be buried before he dies.” Ye Futian continued to speak, he continued to wait.

The face of Xuan Xuan finally gloomy. The meaning of this sword seven is that if no one can absolutely ensure his safety, he will kill him first?

Many people who have left the National Institute of the People’s Republic of China have a sigh of praise. It’s a sword repair, and the husband’s anger is still five steps.

This is a bit too much before the Xuan shot, if the sword repair strength is a little weaker, it is a dead person.

However, to ensure his safety, unless it is the big man at the top of the National Palace, or the big man of the Regent Palace, he will do it.

“You are from the lower bound from the palace with the Chuanchuan, they came together from the upper bound of the sword repair seven?” A large expatriate dean asked.

“Yes.” Ye Futian responded, and many people from the National Academy suddenly looked even more weird.

The person who wants to kill from Xuan is still the first person in the lower bound who they have chosen.

It is said that Jianshan wants to accept him as a disciple.

Someone went back to the National Court and was in trouble. This is a bit of a hassle.

Outside the hospital, it still looks very quiet, and the two are standing in the middle, not moving.

At this time, a line of figure came.

“Yeen Senior Brother is coming.” Just then, there was a buzzing sound.

“I have seen Yan Senior Brother.” Many disciples in the Great National Court have been paying respects to the coming people, and their eyes are showing respect.

People who come to the distance in the distance also have some adoration to look at.

Guo Shida disciple, Yan Yuan.

Today, the matter of leaving the National Assembly is basically responsible for Yan Yuan.

The dean of the National Yuan Dynasty, the dean of the National Yuan, and the person who left the National Institute of the People’s Republic of China, can all be called Yan Yuan’s big Senior Brother.

Yan Yuan already knew the passing of the incident. He went to the two people and looked at Yi Xuan and Ye Futian. Then he asked Xiao Xuan: “From Xuan, you are the first to do this, how do you plan to solve it?”

“Yesi Senior Brother, as long as he takes the sword away, I will not kill him.”

Yan Yuan looked at Ye Futian and only listened to Ye Futian: “I don’t believe him.”

“He does not believe you, how do you guarantee?” Yan Yuan is also away from Xuan Road.

“If he doesn’t believe, how can I?”

“Since there is no way, then it is a dead end, then sword seven, you out of the sword.” Yan Yuan said, his voice fell, all eyes are solidified there.

He let the sword seven and the sword.

The face of Xuan was pale.

Is this going to kill two people together?

What is the qualification of the sword seven, what is his qualification to his life?

(End of this chapter)