Yan Jiu's eyes shot out terrible sword light, which could prick others' eyes.

He is the descendant of the Sword Saint Villa, and his ancestors are the legendary Sword Saint. Now, in this holy road, there are people who threaten him so much that they must be trusted, and even if they don’t.

"Om, um..." The sword intent exploded, and nine sword lights appeared behind Yan Jiu, as if nine sharp swords were unsheathed at the same time. Moreover, the sword intents in the nine sword lights were all different, as if they contained different sword willpower.

Behind Yan Jiu, nine rays of light shook up, and nine brilliant sword shadows appeared in the sky. Ye Futian looked up at the other party, and faintly felt the power of Yan Jiu's sword intent. As a top figure, they all had extraordinary means. Yan Jiu inherited the sword saint villa and had saints, so he was naturally extremely powerful.

Everyone around was shocked. This was the Nine Swords of Heavenly Man in Sword Saint Villa, which was extremely powerful. It is said that the Sword Saint Villa named him Yan Jiu at that time, which contained profound meaning. I hope that Yan Jiu could completely control the Nine Swords of Heavenly Man and recreate the glory of the Sword Saint era.

"Enter the surround." Yan Jiu spoke coldly, and the vast powerful people around him struggled a little. Now, are they going to retreat?

"The person who starts a war wants to kill me, and he will be killed without mercy." Ye Futian said coldly.

"Yes." After he finished speaking, hundreds of strong men brought behind him drew their swords at the same time. In an instant, the sword intent enveloped the vast space and was extremely powerful. Everyone's movements were uniform, and their appeal was much stronger than Yan Jiu's appeal in Feijian City.

Yan Jiu's expression was extremely sharp, and his sword energy was silenced. An extremely dazzling sword light burst out behind him. One of the swords among the nine swords flew out and roared. In an instant, a terrifying sword intent flowed through the surrounding heaven and earth and merged into the sword.

A terrible sword cyclone was born, and a golden giant sword appeared above the sky, with bright patterns and trying to suppress a void.

"kill."

Yan Jiu pointed his finger at Ye Futian, and in an instant, thousands of sword intents flowed straight for Ye Futian. Everyone could feel the crazy sword air flowing. At the same time, the extremely dazzling golden giant sword broke through the air, and the heaven and earth were buzzing, and this sword wanted to kill everything.

"Dong."

The earth suddenly trembled violently, Yuan Zhan's body flew into the air, and his golden body was dazzling. He raised his hand and slapped it out. An extremely huge golden palm print appeared in front of him, with terrible light flowing on the palm print, as if it could kill everything.

All the apes practiced the eighty-one Heavenly Stick Skills, but it also means that the apes only knew the Heavenly Stick Skills, and the attack and defense capabilities of the Golden Giant Apes are all terrifying.

But even so, when the golden giant sword came down, the huge palm print cracked from the middle and then shattered little by little. However, the giant sword seemed to have lost its power, and it was shattered directly as Yuan Zhan raised his hand to slap it out.

"Lou Shield." In the void, endless sword energy roared past, and Yan Jiu did not stop because of the attack. Another sword in the nine swords roared out, and thousands of sword shadows were born between heaven and earth, slashing through the void like lightning, not only killing towards the monkey war, but also heading towards Ye Futian and others.

The sword falls into the mark, the sword falls without leaving any trace, as fast as a flowing shadow.

Many people in the sky were trembling. Yan Jiu is a descendant of the Sword Saint. Each of his nine swords of the Heavenly Man contains different artistic powers, which is terrifying.

Yuan Zhan's huge body trembled violently, and in an instant, a layer of golden light shone around his body. The Luoshen sword pierced into it, but could not break its defense. Ye Futian stood in a distance, holding the magic weapon of the sky. In an instant, a terrible star light appeared around his body, turning into an immortal star body, allowing the sword energy to kill him.

"Dong." Yuan Zhan took a step forward, and the sword energy around him shattered. His huge body seemed to turn into golden lightning and headed straight for Yan Jiu, extremely wild.

Ye Futian shrugged when he saw this scene. With Yuan Zhan joining to help, there is no suspense in this battle.

Nowadays, Yi Xiaoshi is also a top combat power person, and he is also a magic weapon with the Sky Destroying Magic.

"Om, om..." Several streams of light came, and then Ye Futian saw sword energy breaking through the air, and it was the other strong men from the Sword Saint Villa coming towards him.

Sword Saint Villa is respected by Yan Jiu, but except Yan Jiu, everyone else is not ordinary people. They are gifted. The swords they cut out are crisscrossing and turning into countless crosses, cutting the void like a sword net, as if no matter where he is, he will be torn to pieces by the sword net.

Ye Futian stretched out his palm, and a terrible meteorite space appeared in front of him. When the sword light cut, the meteorite was shattered wildly, and the extremely dazzling sword energy crisscrossed and continued to slash towards Ye Futian at an extremely fast speed.

"Sword Formation?"

Ye Futian stepped forward, and the magic weapon of Mieqiong was raised, and a shocking aura gathered. The heaven and earth roared, Mieqiong transformed into a hundred-meter long stick and slashed forward. In an instant, the sword net in front of him broke from the middle, and the sword energy on the group gathered again, and the sword roared continuously. However, they saw the hundred-meter long stick sweeping out, covering the sky and the sun, and flattening everything.

They retreated and wanted to avoid it, but they felt a terrible pressure coming, unable to move, as if their bodies were about to be crushed.

"Bang, bang, bang..." One by one, a series of figures were swept out by long sticks, all of which flew into the distance, blood spitting wildly, and the people on the other side changed slightly, and at the same time, they waved their swords, but heard a clatter of sound. The emperor's vines covered the sky and sun, rolled towards their bodies. They wanted to escape, but they saw the vines and branches extending out wildly, directly blocking the entire space, and then wrapped around their bodies, allowing extremely sharp sword intent to be born, and still could not cut off any vine.

"Be honest." Yi Xiaoshi spoke lazyly, then the vines swung into the air, and figures fell directly to the ground, spitting blood.

After just a brief confrontation, many powerful sword cultivators in Sword Saint Villa were wiped out.

Where did Yan Jiu's followers dare to act rashly? The monkey battle was enough to fight Yan Jiu and blocked him. Ye Futian and Yi Xiaoshi stood in the void and were invincible. What was the difference between taking action except seeking death?

What's more, hundreds of sword cultivators behind Ye Futian drew their swords. As long as they dared to take action, these people would immediately swing their swords, and then there would be no way out.

Yan Jiu, who was fighting, saw that the situation was not good, turned around and wanted to leave with a sword. However, how could Ape Zhan make him succeed? He slashed out with one stick, and the void trembled. Yan Jiu had to turn around to fight, but the nine swords came out together, and the stick shadow was directly penetrated and shattered.

But at the same time, Ye Futian stepped on the lightning shadow step to block Yan Jiu's retreat, and Yi Xiaoshi also appeared in another direction.

The three powerful men completely blocked Yan Jiu's body in the void.

"Om." Yan Jiu suddenly headed towards the high altitude, with an extremely fast speed, obviously unwilling to be trapped here.

Yuan Zhan shouted angrily, stepped out, and the golden giant stick slashed in the air, many stick shadows covering the sky and blocking the way above.

Yan Jiu's body drew a brilliant arc and instantly turned towards Ye Futian, almost as fast as a sword light. It was obvious that he had already thought about it, and walking up just now was just an illusion.

The light of the soul shines, blends with the nine swords, and turns into nine extremely dazzling sword intents, killing Ye Futian's body. In the sky, there is infinite sword energy flow, turning into nine different sword intents, killing Ye Futian's body, wanting to kill a way out directly, and those who block the way will die.

Ye Futian's expression suddenly became solemn. All the nine swords were divine weapons, and they spit out terrifying light and came to kill. The descendant of the Sword Saint Villa was obviously really angry.

A terrifying star storm around was born. Ye Futian held the magic weapon of the sky and danced like a stream of light, blasting a stick into the void. The sky and earth trembled violently. This stick swept out, not for attack, but for accumulating momentum.

At this time, Ye Futian's movements were very fast, and it seemed to be very slow, exuding a special rhythm. The crowd only saw his body spiraling, and his long sticks slashing out continuously, and his momentum was superimposing wildly, but the stick technique never completely exploded.

"Dong." In an extremely short moment, Ye Futian blasted out four sticks, and an extremely terrifying wave gathered together. Then, the fifth stick slashed out like a real dragon roaring, and the sky and the earth changed color. Almost at the same time, the nine swords came to kill, and a wave of invincible sword light was born, killing everything, colliding with the terrifying wave that burst out from Mieqiong, forming two terrifying airflows.

Yan Jiu's Nine Heavenly Swords exploded at the same time, how powerful it was, but even so, it was still blocked by this stick.

At this moment, Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi's attack also arrived. Yan Jiu shouted angrily, and the nine swords flew back toward him and the sky. His cold eyes as sharp as swords pierced Ye Futian, and turned into a terrible sword will, and he was extremely cold.

An extremely violent airflow attacked. How could Yan Jiu's hasty attack block the attacks of Yuan Zhan and Yi Xiaoshi? His body was shocked and vomited blood. Then Yi Xiaoshi's golden vines whipped him like a long whip and knocked him out.

Ye Futian took a step forward and saw Yan Jiu's eyes being blasted towards him cold. He blasted out a stick without any pity.

"Bang..." With a loud bang, the stick directly shocked Yan Jiu's bones and spit out blood. His body was floating, and his body was supported by the sword energy and did not fall. Seeing Ye Futian walking towards him, Yan Jiu's expression still shot towards Ye Futian like a sharp sword.

"Anger, humiliation?" Ye Futian glanced at Yan Jiu without any sympathy. At that time, how did these top forces treat him? They looked up to him, and regarded him as their prey.

At this moment, he is a hunter and Yan Jiu is a prey.

"Holy Order." Ye Futian spoke coldly, with only two words.

Yan Jiu held the storage ring in his hand and then threw it at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian invaded it with his mental power, and sure enough, he saw Wan Sheng Orders in it. He glanced at Yan Jiu. The other party did not speak, but just looked at him coldly.

He naturally understood what Yan Jiu was thinking, and he must be extremely unwilling to accept it, but as he said, Yan Jiu had to do it even if he didn't, and there was no choice. Yan Jiu obviously understood what the situation was now.

All the people in the sky were speechless, and Yan Jiu's holy order was taken away.

"Let's go." Ye Futian said, ignoring Yan Jiu. He and Yan Jiu did not have that much hatred, so naturally it was impossible for him to kill him.

If Yan Jiu was killed, Sword Saint Villa would not let him go. If he just robbed his holy order, it would be a grudge between him and Yan Jiu. Sword Saint Villa would not interfere with the affairs of his juniors.

The group turned around and left. Looking at their roaring figures, many people in Feijian City were frozen. They looked at Yan Jiu and saw that the people in Jiansheng Villa below were injured. They came to Yan Jiu's body to gather around Yan Jiu's body, and their faces were extremely embarrassed.

Today is a very shame for them.

"This debt will be collected after leaving the Holy Road." Yan Jiu turned around and left with his sword. The Holy Road was not the focus of this trip. The nine Holy Roads and the Holy Roads gathered and descended to the feet of the Holy Road Palace. At that time, he would make Ye Futian pay the most painful price.

Half an hour later, in the Feijian City, the endless sword intent flowed wildly, gathering in one direction.

There, an extremely huge sword figure appeared. The huge figure was transparent all over, like an illusion, cast by a sword, and endless sword energy flowed around the illusion figure, with an extremely terrifying artistic conception.

At this moment, in the middle of the figure, a one-armed figure stood there quietly, with endless sword intent flowing towards him with his body as the center. It was Ye Futian.

The other sword cultivators who followed Ye Futian all realized the flow of sword intent under the ruins, and they vaguely envied Ye Wuchen. They naturally felt that this was the purest inheritance of sword art, and it was simply a treasure for sword cultivators. Ye Wuchen would inevitably transform this time.

For his sake, Ye Futian snatched the remains from Yan Jiu, the descendant of the Sword Saint Villa. The friendship between them is probably extraordinary.
Chapter completed!