In the sky of Liheng, countless people are waiting there in front of many palaces.

Ye Wuchen was rampant with a sword, and Yu Sheng was extremely domineering and went straight to the thirty-third level of heaven. Everyone wanted to know the battle situation in the thirty-third level of heaven, but they could only wait.

Everyone is looking forward to it, not only the practitioners of Lihentian Jiandao.

At the foot of the Lihen Tianshan Mountain, I don’t know how many people gathered, including top figures from all over the Xia Emperor Realm.

Today is the first day of the 10,211 year of the Shenzhou calendar. Ye Futian went to Lihentian and was about to fight against Wangchuan. Princess Xia Qingyuan witnessed this battle, which caused a sensation and was paying attention to everyone. Now, I don’t know how many heavens Ye Futian and the others have fought.

With Ye Futian and Yu Sheng’s strength, it should be possible to go to the thirty-third heaven, but in the thirty-third heaven, can they escape unstoppable?

"Look." At this moment, a scream came from the crowd. Countless figures looked up at the void. They saw that a terrifying Dao Tribulation Light appeared above the Lihentian, becoming stronger and stronger, and the heaven and earth changed color.

Every rift light is like a sword of holy path.

"The Tribulation of the Holy Way." Everyone's hearts trembled violently.

In fact, someone broke the realm and became a saint.

And it is very likely to be in the thirty-third level of heaven.

They thought that even if Ye Futian and his group could fight to the thirty-third level, it would have taken some time, but it was so fast and the battle was over?

"Is it Ye Futian or Wangchuan?" Some people seemed to be talking to themselves. At this time, they naturally thought of Ye Futian and Wangchuan at the first time.

"Although Ye Futian's combat power is strong, his realm should be quite different. On the contrary, Wangchuan, he has been at the top of the wise king for several years, and was already at the peak of the wise man two years ago. In a battle seven days ago, he only used one sword and half a step into the holy realm." Someone said, but he did not continue.

There is no doubt that if the person who becomes a saint is one of the two, he will definitely be Wangchuan.

"So, Wangchuan won?" Another person said: "He invited Ye Futian to fight Lihentian in order to defeat the thirty-third level of heaven and seek to prove the heart of Tao?"

Many people think so, and I believe that this battle was won by Wangchuan, otherwise, how could we enter the holy path?

Not only them, but most practitioners of Lihentian also think so.

At this time, Ye Futian walked down from the thirty-third level of heaven step by step, passing by many heavens, and many people looked at him.

When he passed by somewhere, Lu Cheng, Feng Xiao and others were there, and they looked cold and looked at Ye Futian.

"There is no one under the Heavenly Saint of Lihen?" Feng Xiao said, sarcastic. In today's battle, Senior Brother Wangchuan defeated Ye Futian and broke into the territory and became the Saint. Ye Futian took his own humiliation.

Those arrogant words will become jokes.

Ye Futian glanced at her. If there was nothing happened in the thirty-third heaven, he might have responded to the other party. However, he did not feel that way at this moment. He just looked at Feng Xiao indifferently, then ignored her and continued to move down.

Feng Xiao practiced in the eleventh level of heaven and had a very outstanding talent. He would have the opportunity to enter the holy path in the future. However, if he knew the truth in the future, he would probably be damaged and would be difficult to enter the holy path.

Of course, this has nothing to do with him.

As we went down, the great way disaster in the sky had fallen. In the thirty-third level of heaven, many people in the Lihentian smiled.

From then on, there is another saint in the Heaven of Liheng, and it is a highly anticipated and highly anticipated saint.

Ye Futian and his group were like lonely passers-by at this moment, coming strongly, but quietly walking down Lihentian, which made the practitioners of Lihentian even confirm their guesses.

At the foot of Lihentian Mountain, when Ye Futian and the others appeared, countless gazes fell on him.

The village chief, Qinzhuang and his group were waiting at the foot of Lihentian Mountain, and naturally they heard various discussions. When they saw Ye Futian coming down the mountain, they said nothing or asked.

After experiencing the holy war outside the Taoist palace several years ago, who would think Ye Futian would be defeated?

Even if Wangchuan becomes a saint after the war, what if he is.

But something might have happened in this battle.

"Let's go." Ye Futian said to the village chief. The village chief nodded and used his sword. The group stepped onto the giant sword and immediately broke through the air and flew directly into the void.

"What's going on in this battle?" Countless people looked at the departing figure, and left without a word?

Looking at Ye Futian's expression, could it be that this battle caused him a lot of blow and his mood was shaken?

After all, he had previously said that there was no one under the Heavenly Saint of Religion and hatred. Now that he was defeated, it would indeed affect the heart of Taoism.

There were a series of discussions one after another, and some people spoke proudly: "I said that this battle will win. The first person under the saint of the Emperor Xia world is now entering the holy path."

There is never a shortage of wise men after the fact.

Of course, in fact, they didn't know the truth about this battle at all.

Ye Futian had left, but the crowd was reluctant to leave, staring at the void. It was not until the catastrophe of the Great Dao ended and the Wanchuan became a saint that they reluctantly left one after another.

The news of Ye Futian's defeat began to sweep across the world, and countless people were talking about this battle, as if they had experienced it personally and had seen it.

In the thirty-third level of Lihentian Heaven, after the Wuchuan entered the saint, many people in the Saint Realm of Lihentian appeared. They naturally knew the end of this battle. Even though they were saints, their hearts were still quite uneasy.

The Lord of Lihen Sword looked at the saints and said, "I have traveled to all walks of life, experienced many battles, and suffered several defeats."

Many people looked up and looked at the sword master, their hearts trembling.

The Lord of Lihen Sword, the number one in the swordsmanship in the Xia Emperor Realm, actually suffered several defeats outside.

"Who in the world dares to say that he is undefeated by the great way?" Lihen Sword Lord said calmly and continued: "This battle is taken as a warning. Lihen Heaven is just a place for practicing swordsmanship, that's all, not the first holy land of swordsmanship."

Everyone in the Xia Emperor world called him the number one swordsman, but is he undefeated by the number one swordsman?

After saying this, Lord Lihen Sword Turned around and left.

There was a slight turbulence in the hearts of all the saints, and the sword master's state of mind had reached another level.

Who is selfless in the world?

Even if the practitioners are at the saint realm, they still cannot avoid the world. This is why the Li Yang Sword Saint Sect Lihentian Sword Cultivator takes action to save face for Lihentian.

If you keep falling into it, no one knows what situation will eventually evolve into.

At this time, Wangchuan was integrated with the heaven and earth, and his aura was restrained. He looked at Lihentian and said, "You must remember what Master said. Lihentian regarded himself as the best sword art. Today's battle should be taken as a warning."

"Senior Brother, Ye Futian, how is his cultivation level?" Below, the sword cultivator who had been defeated by Yu Sheng before asked.

They still don’t understand why they are as strong as their senior brothers, but they will still lose.

Wangchuan looked into the distance with a misty expression: "You call Lihentian Sword Cultivator, I am alone in a state, but today, under the holy path, Ye Futian is one state, and others are one state."

After saying that, he turned around and continued, "Although I have entered the holy realm, I still need to concentrate on practicing for a while."

The sword cultivator below, his eyes were solidified. Senior Brother Wangchuan's evaluation of Ye Futian was so high that he gave him the evaluation given to him by Ye Futian.

Under the holy path, Ye Futian is one realm, and the others are one realm.

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Ye Futian would never know what Wangchuan said about him, and at this time he followed the village chief to ride the sword.

The wind blew on his body, and Ye Futian stood quietly in front of the giant sword, his clothes roared in the wind, and his white hair was flying wildly.

Although he won this battle, he did not fall into thinking like in the past battles.

At this moment, he thought of the scene of practicing in the cottage, and the third senior brother and his teacher often taught him.

There are countless practitioners in the world, and those with open minds are virtuous. Now, the holy path is stricter in mind. If the mind is not enough, it is impossible to break the situation.

Even so, the so-called state of mind is different. Some people enter the Tao because of hatred, some people hate it, and some people enter the Tao because of hatred, and some people are paranoid and stick to their original heart until there are no flaws, which means they are inseparable.

The realm of Wangchuan has reached its extreme, only one step away from it. When fighting with him, his mind is intact, so he enters the Tao.

When the teacher fought and fought in the Taoist palace, he protected his faith with his life and then used the battle formation to break the limit of his body, so that the realm could reach at the same time, and thus entered the Tao.

Everyone has their own persistence.

In the sky of Liheng, he even thought that the Lord of Liheng Sword was attacking Ye Wuchen. However, the Lord of Liheng Sword did not say a word. After they broke through the thirty-third level of heaven, he borrowed the sword Wuchen to help him break through the realm.

He didn't know what the Tao was in the heart of the Lord of Lihen Sword, but just this state of mind made him feel ashamed.

Perhaps, he should calm down and practice for a while, after all, he is no longer so far away from the holy realm.

At this time, Ye Wuchen walked quietly to Ye Futian and looked into the distance. The master of Lihen Sword borrowed the sword, and there was a turbulence in his heart.

"The sword borrowed by Lord Lihen Sword is still there." Ye Wuchen whispered.

"Ye Futian nodded: "We are not as good as the number one kendo in the Xia Emperor Realm."

Taking a deep breath, Ye Futian suddenly laughed and gradually felt relieved.

He looked at Wuchen, glanced at the empty sleeves, and smiled and said, "Wuchen, now you are already a top-grade wise king. You are not that far away from the realm of the Holy Dao. The Lord of Lihen Sword said that your sword heart is pure and you must be able to enter the Holy Dao. After the realm of the Holy Dao, you will be baptized by the great way and rejuvenate, and your arms can be restored."

Ye Wuchen glanced at his left sleeve and whispered: "I've been used to it for so many years."

"Yes, in the blink of an eye, you have been used to it in this year." Ye Futian smiled, and Ye Wuchen also smiled.
Chapter completed!