The major powerful men have occupied the position in front of the Enlightenment Divine Tree and are not ready to give up. If anyone wants to go up, they will be crushed by the powerful men.

Everyone also saw what happened just now, and the people above all joined forces to attack.

Now, Ye Futian said, whoever takes action will be where he wants.

This is no longer targeting one of them, but that anyone who takes action may be everyone above, which is such a arrogant attitude.

In front of the sacred tree, everyone's eyes were cold and they stabbed Ye Futian. No one in the top figures or the disciples of the Divine Palace had ever seen such a arrogant and unrestrained person. Even in the sacred palace, no Taoist disciple dared to be so arrogant.

Ye Futian stepped upwards, and was really alone, walking upwards. The wind was bleak, and the Taoist spirit flowed, blowing on him, causing the white clothes to roar. Looking at the back of the crowd, everyone felt a sense of arrogance.

One person stepped towards the sacred tree.

Bai Xiu's eyes were terrifying, and a mysterious air flowed, covering the world. At this moment, even those who were watching the battle in the sky felt a pressure from the soul. A dark face appeared faintly above the heads of the people. This face blended with the sky and turned into one. A pair of terrible eyes looked into the sky, and many people only felt that their souls were trembling.

There are not many disciples of Taoist disciples in the Netherworld, but each of them is very terrible. This kind of soul attack is extremely dangerous. It can directly target the soul power of those who practice cultivation, which is very terrifying.

Bai Xiu naturally felt that Ye Futian was also good at soul power. Because of the darkness, the Netherworld Eye locked the other party's soul and rushed into Ye Futian's eyes, but found it useless. Ye Futian's eyes were also terrifying, and the sword intent everywhere in his body could directly destroy the power he released.

His palm stretched out and he explored towards the lower sky. In an instant, a large handprint appeared in the void space, directly killing Ye Futian's soul.

"Hand of the Netherworld."

Many ordinary disciples in the Divine Palace felt trembling in their hearts when they saw this scene. Bai Xiu's strength lies in the fact that some people whose cultivation is stronger than him will often be defeated by their inability to compete with the power of the soul attack.

I don’t know if Ye Futian can compete with Bai Xiu, a disciple of the Netherworld Taoist Master.

The others didn't take action, they just looked at Bai Xiu. They wanted to see how confident this Taixuan Mountain sword cultivator was to target everyone.

Ye Futian's perception was so powerful that he naturally felt a huge hand catching towards him, silently, not at the body, but at the soul. This attack was similar to the immortal magic and the immortal soul.

However, after Ye Futian practiced the Immortal Soul Induction, he integrated the Immortal Soul Induction with the Taoist Dharma. He asked himself that he could be stronger than the other party's Netherworld Power.

"Bang." Ye Futian continued to walk upwards, and the majestic momentum swept out in his body. His meridians seemed to turn into sword veins, and the ancient tree in the world of Life Soul turned into sword shape. The sword soul roared in the Life Soul Palace, as if he wanted to rush out.

On Ye Futian's body, countless sword airflows flowed, accompanied by his steps, and went up against the trend.

The whistling sword made a suffocate feeling in the world. The invisible pressure dropped. The Netherworld Majesty Seal was killed down, but was penetrated by countless sword airflows. In an instant, the Netherworld Majesty Seal continued to collapse and shatter, turning into nothingness under the sword intent.

“Buzz.”

Ye Futian took a step forward, his eyes were like a sharp sword, and he shot towards Bai Xiu's eyes, saying, "Since you have taken action, then let your position go."

After the words came, he pointed his finger at the sky, opened the sky with a sword, penetrated through the void, and rushed towards Bai Xiu.

This sword, the soul is broken.

Bai Xiu's face changed. He was good at soul attacks, so he was slightly inferior in other aspects. However, soul attacks seemed to be unable to restrain Ye Futian, and the opponent's counterattack power was the same as him, which contained the power of soul attacks.

"puff!"

The sword penetrated through the void, and Bai Xiu's body seemed to be penetrated, but there was no blood. The figure gradually turned into a afterimage and disappeared. Bai Xiu's figure next to him appeared there, with a hint of illusion.

"The Eyes of the Netherworld."

Bai Xiu's eyes suddenly turned into dark blood. In an instant, the sky changed color, and it seemed that a god of the Netherworld appeared. Ye Futian seemed to have fallen into it. When he arrived in another space, all he could see was a pair of bloody pupils and the Netherworld pupils.

"Treat."

A fire of the underworld was lit in Bai Xiu's eyes, and the Taoist fire burned his soul in an instant. The space where Ye Futian was located was wrapped in a piece of Dao Fire of the Underworld, and he wanted to refine and kill his soul.

"this……"

The person in the sky was trembling inside. Ye Futian was in danger. Although Bai Xiu was young, he did not expect that he had practiced the magical powers of Taoist Master to such a terrible level, the Netherworld Eyes and Netherworld Fire.

Surrounded by this force, Ye Futian felt extremely uncomfortable. His pupils were cold and his hands were stretched out. Suddenly, infinite sword appeared around his body. His eyes closed, and his sword intent became stronger and stronger. The howling sword energy storm drowned this space.

Finally, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. It was a pair of sword pupils that directly pierced the void.

With a finger of his palm towards the void, thousands of swords came out at the same time, the great way was flowing against the current, and the stars moved. In an instant, the sword broke through the cover of the Netherworld Eyes and rolled towards the sky. Not only that, the sword in the sky resonated with the great way, and everything was shattered into nothingness, killing Bai Xiu above the sky.

"The Divine Sword Everlasting Years."

Wan Shouyi and Luoyue were shocked when they saw this scene. Ye Futian had already controlled a thread of artistic conception of the third style of the Divine Sword. The song just now not only made him realize the sword, but also made Ye Futian realize the Divine Sword himself.

This attack already has the meaning of passing years. Although it has not created the Great Dao Divine Wheel and cannot burst out the true power of passing years, even so, the destruction scene of the sword storm annihilated the void is still terrifying.

Many people were vaguely worried about Bai Xiu. After killing this sword, Bai Xiu was wrapped in it by a sword storm. There was a brilliant divine light shining and blooming. With a puff, Bai Xiu groaned, his face pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

His body was also knocked out, and he was hit far away from the sky above the Enlightenment Divine Tree. His breath was weak, and even a stream of dark air appeared on his face.

Only Bai Xiu himself knew how powerful this sword was. It was not only a pure divine sword, but also a sword intent that contained the destruction of the soul.

"All the disciples of Taoism were defeated."

When the people in the Xiakong saw the two fighting in the air, they were extremely shocked. This well is really powerful.

He is the strongest person in Taixuan Mountain.

It seems that this time, Taixuan Mountain will also have a top-notch and romantic figure.

Lu Qingyao was not surprised to see this scene. She was defeated miserably in Ye Futian's hands. Bai Xiu's defeat did not surprise her too much. However, Ye Futian's soul power was so powerful. The life fruit might have made his soul stronger.

"I want his position." Ye Futian said, continuing to walk upwards, and with a great sword, who is proud to compete with the pride.

"I will also learn your sword." Li Xun said. He was defeated by Wan Shouyi twice. Although it was the power of the sound of the sound, he felt frustrated and questioned the sword, so he wanted to try another sword.

The Doomsday Sword was born, and Li Xun took a step forward, walked out of his position, stabbed a shocking sword, and went down from the sky, and everything was destroyed wherever he passed.

"I will fulfill you."

Ye Futian stepped up and stabbed out with a sword. The two swords collided together, and countless sword airflows rolled towards the direction where the other party was, endless. The space made extremely sharp and harsh sounds, making people feel their scalp numb. Many people in the sky felt a sense of suffocation. If they were between the swords, they would probably be torn to pieces.

Ye Futian's sword was majestic and flowing. The two seemed to be in a stalemate, but Ye Futian's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, while Li Xun was getting weaker and weaker.

A muffled groan came out, the sword broke, and Li Xun's body seemed to be penetrated by the sword intent, flying backwards.

"Two positions." Ye Futian said, continuing to move forward. He was unfast and even looked a little slow. He walked step by step into the sky. The arrogant figure seemed to dare to be the enemy of the genius in the sky.

"So strong." The person below said in his heart that before, the strong men wanted to break through but couldn't, and they were all bombarded.

Now, Ye Futian is alone, stepping up alone.

Jun Mu looked at the back and felt a little jealous. Who would have known that Jun Mu, the well, seemed to have become the symbol of Taixuan Mountain. Even if there was no well, there was Wan Shouyi, what was his Jun Mu?

Moreover, everything that happened before would probably leave him with even more stains.

Other practitioners of Taixuan Mountain also felt a little dreamy. The disciples of Taixuan Mountain were vulnerable. Now, a zither master went up alone, despising the disciples of the Taoist priest of the Shangxiao Realm, and the top genius in the Shangxiao Realm.

No matter who takes action, you need to give way.

This is considered a peerless romantic.

"The Taoist Lord broke through the realm, and the name of Taixuan Dao Lord was so famous that he was so famous. Only such a romantic figure can match Taixuan Mountain's current reputation." Wan Shouyi whispered. The battle of Taixuan Mountain that day and today made him deeply touched.
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