"Wuchen." Ye Futian's face changed instantly.

Ye Wuchen's fourth-level Dharma Realm cultivation, but the other party has the peak Dharma Realm.

Both of them have magic weapons and swords. Even though Ye Wuchen had inherited the will of the king and princes before, the other party had the same luck as the king and princes.

In contrast, Ye Wuchen had only the only way to be crushed and had no chance of winning.

However, at this moment, Ye Wuchen walked out without hesitation, and was most likely to die here.

"Stop." Ye Futian issued an order to the Black Wind Eagle.

"Don't stop, go." Yu Sheng shouted loudly, his eyes turned red, and he stared at Ye Wuchen's figure stepping out.

For him, Ye Futian's life is above everything else. If he exchanges his own life, he will not hesitate. They are indeed unable to compete with the top geniuses, prince luck, and top magic weapons from the wasteland city.

The black wind eagle roared for a long time, then continued to spread its wings and moved forward, violating Ye Futian's order for the first time.

There was blood in Ye Futian's eyes. Is this a scene again? How familiar?

He continued to take out the magic talismans and stacked them madly around the Black Wind Eagle's body, causing them to quickly head towards the royal palace of Loulan City. The remains had collapsed. Loulanxue said that there would be strong people coming in the palace, and he needed to find the person quickly.

The moment when Ye Wuchen stepped down the Black Wind Eagle, his royal will burst out, exuding a surging sword intent. This sword intent was everywhere and rushed into the magic weapon. Then he went forward. His body seemed to turn into a sword, blending with the magic weapon, and turning into one. At this moment, the momentum of moving forward seemed to kill any enemy standing in front of him.

Li Daoyun looked at Ye Wuchen's figure who was striking in front of him, and a sarcasm flashed through his expression. People in the fourth-level Dharma Realm wanted to compete with him for swords?

Just seeking death.

The sword was as fast as the wind, as fast as the shadow, and was extremely sharp. He seemed to have turned into a sword phantom and directly rushed into the surging sword intent that Ye Wuchen had bloomed. Wherever he passed, the sword intent was given way to him, and he could not block his way at all.

In just a moment, he rushed to Ye Wuchen, with a force that was beyond the bamboo. Both of them were moving forward, and the momentum seemed to contain the true meaning of swordsmanship.

In an instant, the two swords of magic weapons collided together, the sword tips intersected, and a terrifying sword intent erupted towards all sides. Although Ye Wuchen's realm was far inferior to Li Daoyun, both sides could still narrow the gap under the will of the king and princes to activate magic weapons with the will of the king and princes, and for Ye Wuchen, the increase was even greater. If he did not have the will of the king and princes, he could not bear a single blow.

But even now, he still cannot compete with Li Daoyun.

The moment the sword touched, Ye Wuchen's body quickly retreated, and the two of them seemed to turn into a straight line. The sword energy on Li Daoyun pressed towards Ye Wuchen frantically, and the movements in the void were like afterimages.

In the surging sword intent, Ye Wuchen gathered endless sword intent, stretched out his left hand in front, and in his five fingers, it seemed that endless sword energy was gathered. The will of the king and prince burst out from it and stabbed at the figure in front of him.

"I don't know how to live or die." Li Daoyun spoke coldly, and his sword passed by Ye Wuchen's sword, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Jian Han was extremely cold, and directly slashed at Ye Wuchen's hand that was killing.

It's too fast, the sword is extremely fast, let alone Li Daoyun's sword.

With a slap, my arm was slashed by the sword light, and it was cut off directly, and blood spilled out.

However, Ye Wuchen seemed to have no feeling. Even the moment his arm was slashed, a silver sword shot out from the middle of his eyebrows. The endless will of swordsmanship was now integrated into the silver sword, faster than lightning, and shot towards Li Daoyun.

It seemed as if the sword that was assassinated by the arm was just a false move, and he seemed to have already expected that the arm would be destroyed.

The battle of sword cultivators is an extremely dangerous battle. With a thought of victory or defeat, Li Daoyun's sword is fast and Ye Wuchen's sword is slow, especially at such a close distance.

When Li Daoyun cut off his arm, his body even stopped retreating. The silver sword was like a ray of light, stabbing directly into Li Daoyun's eyebrows.

Li Daoyun and other figures, he realized the danger the moment he cut off Ye Wuchen's arm. The terrifying sword will burst out in his eyebrows to protect his eyebrows. When the silver sword stabbed in, his eyebrows seemed to be breathing out endless sword energy.

The two men's bodies seemed to solidify in the void, and time seemed to have stopped.

Blood oozed out of Li Daoyun's eyebrows. He shouted angrily, and a sword shadow appeared behind him. The silver sword in his eyebrows was shaken out, and then endless sword lights assassinated towards Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen waved his sword, and the sword was like rain, blocking all the sword lights, and his body flew back.

"You actually use your arms as bait." Li Daoyun's face was embarrassed, and the endless sword intent lingered in his eyebrows. He was injured and was actually injured by a fourth-level magic figure person. It was a very shameful and humiliating.

Ye Wuchen did not respond to the other party, and turned around and left, extremely decisive.

He knew that his strength was not the opponent's opponent, because he used his arms to lure the enemy and did not hesitate to break his arms.

But breaking your arm is better than losing your life.

Li Daoyun closed his eyes, and the sword energy was still there, constantly repairing the injured place. Not long after, he opened his eyes and shot out into the air again, like lightning, and his eyes were extremely fierce with murderous intent.

He wanted Ye Wuchen to die, not only Ye Wuchen, but those people were all going to die.

At this time, Ye Futian was approaching the palace and the ruins collapsed. This place was not real, but in fact it was not big.

In the distance, a group of figures flashed, with extraordinary temperaments. The people in Loulan armor were in outstanding temperaments. When they saw Ye Futian and others, they came straight here.

"The treasure book is on me." Ye Futian said directly. The people stopped and saw Ye Futian saying, "I have agreed to exchange with the saint. Now someone is dealing with the saint and my friend to snatch the treasure book, so follow me."

As soon as the words came, the Black Wind Eagle quickly turned back. Although everyone did not understand the truth, they still followed behind and first saw whether it was true or false.

After a moment, Ye Wuchen also came towards this direction, but his left arm was empty, and his clothes were stained with blood, which was shocking.

"Ye Wuchen." Lin Yueyao's face was a little pale. Ye Wuchen, the most talented genius in Cangye Kingdom, had his arm broken?

However, Ye Wuchen looked expressionless and walked directly to the black wind [      www.biqugex.biz]. Seeing the arrival of the Loulan royal family, he spoke: "The person who is chasing is extremely strong. If you are not under your saint, can you deal with it?"

The person in charge of the other party flickered his eyes and said, "I want to figure out whether it is true or false first."

Ye Futian took out the treasure book, and suddenly a chill filled his mind, saying, "The treasure book is here. You will know the truth or falsehood when you ask the saint later. The person who came was from the deserted city. If it is taken away, you can think about the consequences for yourself."

The headed man showed a solemn expression and said, "There will be someone coming later. I will lead someone to block the pursuers. You will go to the palace first."

After saying that, he ordered some people to escort him, of course, there was also the intention to prevent Ye Futian and the others from cheating and escaping.

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded and continued forward with a group of people from the palace. Behind, a terrifying sword intent came straight to this place, and it was Li Daoyun who was chasing him.

The people from the ancient Loulan Kingdom looked solemn and were indeed very strong. The leader waved his hand and immediately led the people to kill forward.

"Those who block me will die." Li Daoyun spoke coldly, his magic image bloomed, and endless sword light shot out. The figures that rushed towards him were directly penetrated by the sword intent, and they were instantly destroyed.

Ye Futian looked over there coldly and continued to use the magic talismans to move forward. Before entering the ancient world this time, he brought many magic talismans in Cangye Kingdom, especially the wind magic talismans, just to prevent this situation.

He looked at Ye Wuchen's broken arm, and his face flashed with extremely cold murderous thoughts.

"Why do you need this?" Ye Futian asked.

Although Ye Wuchen was extremely angry when he broke his arm, in fact, he understood that it was extremely rare for Ye Wuchen to be able to intercept the other party for a moment and escape by himself. He walked out at that time and was likely to be gone forever.

"It is better to die one person than to die more." Ye Wuchen's answer is very simple, it sounds very reasonable, but in the face of life and death, who would like to trade his own life for someone else's life?

The decisiveness he took when he walked out was as simple and direct as his sword, and extremely decisive as such a person with a heart was rare. Perhaps this is why he was able to walk out of the thirteen steps of death in the Wanghou Grottoes and gain recognition from the fourth-level Dharma Realm.

"Your arm..." Ye Futian looked at Ye Wuchen's hand.

"It doesn't affect the use of the sword." Ye Wuchen was very calm. Ye Futian didn't say anything more, but he had already recognized something in his heart.

"He will be brothers from now on." Yu Sheng, who was next to him, looked at Ye Wuchen and said, "He will repay this arm with his life."

Lin Yueyao, Yun Qianmo and others watched this scene quietly, but they didn't say anything.

Lin Yueyao knew very well that although she was the number one beauty in Cangye Kingdom, Ye Futian and Yusheng were always far away from her. Perhaps she was a little unwilling to give up at the beginning, thinking that Ye Futian was too proud. However, as Ye Futian and Yusheng showed their extraordinary talents again and again, she understood why that sense of distance was born.

They are not people from the same world.

She even felt that in the eyes of Yu Sheng, there was only Ye Futian, which was his belief and an existence he needed to protect.

Even Ye Wuchen, Yu Sheng felt a sense of distance from him.

But in this crisis today, she understood that the sense of distance would no longer exist in the words of the Yu Sheng.

At this moment, she suddenly thought a lot. These three top three people in the Cangye Kingdom’s top beauty list made the three top figures who were overshadowed by the Nandou Kingdom Tingfeng Yan, also caused a storm in the ancient world, making the top geniuses in the outside world pale. What kind of miracles will they create in the future when they walk together?

Maybe it's impossible to imagine it now.
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