Li Yao walked towards the other side, and the man turned around and led the way forward.

Behind Li Yao, a figure followed closely, looking forward.

In the chaotic battlefield, these figures shuttled forward.

At this time, the people in front suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Li Yao and said, "Hurry up, Your Highness."

Above his body, a wisp of breath was flowing, and his eyes were extremely deep. Li Yao's mind was in chaos at this time, and he felt extremely humiliated and angry.

He was forced to flee.

At this moment, lightning flashed through the void and penetrated directly from Li Yao's body, killing towards the figure ahead.

The person ahead was stunned. He looked up and saw a handsome figure descending like a flash of lightning. He held an extremely thin soft sword in his hand. The sword was like a silver snake, and the silver light burst out, stabbing people's eyes, as if he wanted to kill people's divine thoughts.

The sword was extremely fast, like lightning and thunder. The person leading the way narrowed his pupils slightly, his palms slapped forward, and his palm prints were instantly torn and torn. At the same time, his body flew backwards, and the sword energy swept through, tearing his clothes apart.

He raised his head, and he looked puzzled in his pupils. He looked at the handsome figure who was coming and asked, "What is this meant by sir?"

Li Yao behind him was also stunned and looked at the person who suddenly took action.

A disciple of Dali National Master, Lu Chuan.

With outstanding talent and unparalleled wisdom and strategy, he once led the battle of the Air Realm and completely defeated the Xia Emperor Realm.

"I remember everyone who stayed in the city lord's mansion in my mind. Even those who went to Qianye City, I know the breath of each of them. Although you look very similar to His Highness, a subordinate of the Third Prince, you are not him." Lu Chuan looked forward and whispered: "Junior Brother Jian Qi, don't be fine."

The word "Sword 72" was like a bolt from the blue, and it exploded in Li Yao's mind. He suddenly looked up and looked at the figure ahead. His pupils were dilated. His eyes stared at the front, but his face turned pale.

This name is too familiar to him, and it is the one he vowed to kill.

However, was he deceived again?

A violent air flow swept out from Li Yao's body, like an angry real dragon, but there was a faint sense of fear in his anger.

Jian Qi was simply a shadow to him.

When Yan Yuan stood in front of him before, he trusted him extremely. He asked himself that as long as the Holy Realm of Nirvana did not come out, Yan Yuan could stop his opponent for him. This was his absolute trust in the disciples of Dali Country.

In fact, Yan Yuan did it too. Even though he was seriously injured, he still forcibly intercepted the two top figures and asked him to leave.

At this moment, the disciple of Dali Country was also standing in front of him, and Lu Chuan's talent was naturally unquestionable.

But Li Yao didn't have that kind of self-confidence.

If the person standing in front of Lu Chuan was Ye Futian.

He is obviously an endless opponent, but deep in Li Yao's heart, he absolutely recognizes Ye Futian's strength.

In the chaotic battlefield, it seems particularly quiet.

The wind blew by, and the figure standing there was shrouding in clothes. His long hair turned into silver hair, and the lines on his face began to change. Soon, a very handsome face was imprinted into Li Yao's pupils.

He clenched his fists, his face extremely gloomy.

"Ye Futian!" He exhaled a cold voice.

Ye Futian did not go to see Li Yao, as if he had ignored him. His eyes fell on Lu Chuan and said, "Can you give in to me?"

"No." Lu Chuan responded, and the exercises were activated. Suddenly, a thread of Taoist meaning spread between heaven and earth, tearing apart the void. A storm of tearing apart the space appeared in this space, and terrible sword energy was filled with the body of Lu Chuan.

"Occurd." Ye Futian said, a long halberd appeared in his hand. The halberd of time and space swallowed the terrifying space Taoist meaning, sweeping through the void, trying to block the space directly and solidify it.

The great way covers the heaven and earth. Li Yao and Lu Chuan only feel trapped in absolute space, but they see Lu Chuan's wrist trembling slightly, and the silver sword light swept across the heavens, shattering the meaning of the space. The two forces seemed to confront each other invisibly.

"Dong."

Ye Futian took steps forward, and the extremely heavy space Taoist meaning came, and the void trembled, as if it was about to solidify completely.

Lu Chuan's expression was solemn, and the silver storm was getting stronger and stronger, as if a swordstorm was covering the sky.

"Dong."

He took another step forward, Ye Futian continued to move forward, the void trembled again, Xuanyuan Step merged into the Taoist meaning, and his pressure was terrifying.

When he took the third step, Ye Futian's figure disappeared directly from the spot.

His body turned into afterimages, and instantly descended before Lu Chuan. Countless long-lasting shadows appeared between heaven and earth, merged and returned to one another, turning into a halberd, piercing through the void.

The Ruins have no halberd skills, the extreme shadow.

The silver sword in Lu Chuan's hand also moved, and as soon as he trembled, the heaven and earth buzzed.

The sword came out, splitting the shadows, tearing the void, and endless silver light passed through the heaven and earth, slashing out the gorgeous light.

The moment the two attacks collided, a storm of destruction blew between the sky and the earth, and a loud bang. Ye Futian stepped on the sky and the earth, his body was like a phantom, and another halberd assassinated out. The second move was annihilated.

The meaning of the Great Dao shattered the void, smashed the silver sword intent wildly, and rushed towards Lu Chuan's body.

Lu Chuan's fingers fell on the sword, and the sword energy pierced the eyes and shone between heaven and earth. On his body, endless light fell on the sword, and the meaning of the great way merged into a sword.

The sword came out, the void cracked, and there was only one sword.

A brilliant light appeared between the two, and the extremely heavy attacking power seemed to be cut off by this sword. On the body of Lu Chuan, Gantongqi burst out, and the sacred light enveloped his body. The road fell down. His sword intent was lingering, and his body was crystal clear, like a sword.

However, at this time, Ye Futian's body released powers similar to him. The glory of the singular ties was extremely sacred. The great way was returned to one, and many Taoist intentions turned into the great way of space. The heaven and earth seemed to be bound, and sword intent appeared from nothingness and killed Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan's body remained motionless and still stood proudly. When the sword fell, it slashed on his body and could not break his sword defense.

"Bang."

When Ye Futian stepped forward again, the world was extremely heavy. He stepped forward continuously, Lu Chuan's eyes were extremely solemn, and above his body, it seemed that he was under the incomparable strong suppression of the Great Way.

"Senior brother, be careful." Ye Futian said, and after he finished speaking, he took another step. Then his body was straight forward, and the halberd of time and space rushed forward. The storm of destruction tore through the void and moved forward.

It seems that anything that is blocking in front of you will be destroyed.

The third form is to return to the ruins.

The great way returns to the ruins, everything is destroyed.

The sword in Lu Chuan's hand was suspended in front of him. He condensed his seal with his hands. The sword intent of the great way between heaven and earth flowed into the sword, and flew into the sword wildly. The sword sucked and spitted silver light thousands of feet away, and countless sword shadows all returned to one and merged into the sword.

The sword roared and cracks seemed to appear in the surrounding heaven and earth, and were about to be torn and smashed.

In the surrounding void, there seemed to be a pattern of a great way. With this sword as the axis, thousands of swords transform into one and merge into that sword.

Finally, Lu Chuan's palm moved forward, and when the sword came out, it shocked the world.

In front, Ye Futian, who was stepping on the road, rushed to the time and space halberd in his hand and stabbed onto the sword.

The halberd of time and space collided with the sword, and the storm of destruction flooded the sky.

A terrifying explosion storm swept out, the sword rolled back, and the violent Taoist intention hit Lu Chuan's body. His body directly spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

"Om." A lightning flashed past, and the halberd of time and space pointed to Lu Chuan, but it did not stab.

Lu Chuan looked up at the figure in front of him and sighed in his heart.

He and his senior brother were already cautious enough to make arrangements here, but did he still lose?

"Senior brother, don't blame me." Ye Futian stepped past him and chased Li Yao, who was quickly fleeing in another direction.

Lu Chuan did not chase after him. Ye Futian was already showing mercy just now, otherwise he had already fallen, what's the point of chasing him again?

It’s a pity that he was born in the Xia Emperor Realm.

In the battlefield in the city lord's mansion in the distance, Yan Yuan fought against the two flawless peak figures with his own strength. He naturally felt the appearance of Ye Futian, stepping on the sky, and the great way formation map covered the sky and blocked Yaya and Jiyuan. He wanted to turn around and leave the battlefield and support Li Yao.

But he saw thousands of swords hanging down, blocking the world and blocking him from leaving. How could Yaya let him get out of this battlefield?

…………

Ye Futian's body shuttled through the void and quickly headed towards Li Yao in front of him.

Li Yao was also a strong man who entered the holy realm, but he did not have the courage to fight in the face of Ye Futian. He himself believed that it was impossible to defeat him.

So, he chose to escape.

"Kill him." Li Yao fled to a strong man who was fighting with the Shadow Guard. The man was the saint of the true self and had extraordinary strength. He forced a Shadow Guard from the same realm to retreat, then swept towards Ye Futian, retreated, blocking Li Yao's escape.

Ye Futian stepped on the void, pointed his finger forward, and the sword intent teared the void, and Kashyapa sword came wildly.

The opponent stepped on the void, slapped his palms out at the same time, and thousands of palm prints appeared, shattering the Kashyapa sword wildly.

But Ye Futian still moved forward, with swords endlessly, and a cold light flashed in his pupils. Even though his talent was outstanding, he was only the first realm of the holy path. How dare he get close to him?

The swords were endless and were destroyed. He threw out Ye Futian with his palm.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis came.

Among the swords, a sword filled with a terrifying aura, which made him feel a sense of fatal crisis.

The sword seemed to come out from Ye Futian's eyebrows, and directly penetrated the palm print with a slight sound, almost reaching the limit. He roared, and the powerful will was guarding in front of him, which was the will of the Great Dao.

But the sword directly assassinated, and a wave of extreme light spit out from the sword. His pupils contracted, and his mind seemed to see a sacred sword, which should not be blasphemed, as if it contained a ray of emperor's will.

This sword was refined by Ye Futian to find the master of Shenxiao Valley, and incorporated into his wisp of emperor's will.

The sword flashed and directly penetrated the other party's head. Ye Futian's body did not stop at all, and he stepped forward step by step across the other party's corpse.

Li Yao in front of him sensed a scene behind him, and his eyes showed despair and horror.

Why is this happening, why is the sword energy so powerful, and what methods did Ye Futian practice?

He actually killed a true self-saint with one sword.

Li Yao's heart was beating, and he felt the breath behind him getting closer and closer. At this moment, he was so desperate.

Once upon a time, when he went to the lower realm of the Xia Emperor Realm, he never thought that there would be such a day!

At that time, he was the prince of the upper realm, and his son Li was so noble, especially in front of the people of the lower realm.

To him, the people in the lower realm of the nine provinces are just like ants and are not worth mentioning.

Even if Zhisheng was asked to kill the other party's wife, he still didn't care.

However, today, is the person who was once regarded as an ant in the lower realm disdain and wanted to kill him, Prince Dali?
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