The Legend of Futian

1065. Chapter 1041 goes straight to thirty-three days

Chapter 1041 goes straight to thirty-three days

From the hateful heaven and the eleventh heaven, the leaves are as dusty as the bamboo, and there is no way forward. The hateful swords that are in front of him are all wounded and retired.

At this time, beside the battlefield, some of the sacred elders who hated the sky stared at the battlefield, and their hearts were slightly swaying. They did not think that Ye Futian’s five people had hated the sky, until now, they have been only Ye Wuchen’s shots. .

The two strongest men, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, have not yet fought, and Yu Sheng follows Ye Wufeng.

As for Ye Futian, he walked alone in the back, and the lightness of Wind was light and leisurely.

As if this is from the thirty-three days of hate, there is no threat to him at all.

“To break the eleventh heaven.” Looking at the sword, a sword opened the way, want to go straight to thirty-three heavens, even if it is only leaves without dust, its kendo is better than countless hate Tianjian repair.

Soon, Ye Wuchen set foot on the eleventh heaven, and it was also the place where the real enchanting characters gathered.

In these eleven heavens, there is an elite kendo practitioner who hates heaven.

And since Ye Futian, the five of them set foot on the hate day to the present, there is no time in the past, crossing the middle eleventh day, Ye Wuchen has only one sword.

At this point, the sword stopped, the sword that had gone to the front finally dissipated, and Ye Buchen three figures stood there, still surrounded by infinite swords around the body, looked up and looked forward, and then continued to move forward.

It seems that we must be arrogant and arrogant.

Yu Sheng, still closely followed, Ye Futian stood at the end, until now, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, still have not shot.

The people who are on the eleventh seem to have fewer people. When they look up, they see a line of lines that are straight from bottom to top. In each heaven, there are only a few people, but everyone is The existence of the peak of the sage.

At this time, Ye Wuchen stood in front of him with a sword repair, standing on the void, surrounded by the sword, Life Spirit bloomed, his head overhead, turned into a sword figure, the light reflected down, shot Fall on the leaves and dust them.

From there, the fascinating kendo atmosphere is faintly filled.

At this moment, the sword is vaporized, the sword is getting bigger and bigger, the void is covered, and the endless sword is falling down from the sword. It is almost to the extreme, without any rules, without any restraint, these swords are so crazy. The drooping down, completely drowning the sky.

Ye Wuchen, they stood below, like standing in the rain, but this is Jian Yu.

“Oh…” At the eyebrows, the Spirit of Life Spirit swept out, and the more dazzling swords shrouded his body, as if he had once again entered the state of the war when he was assassinated last time.

He stood there, as if he was transformed into a kendo, driving the avenue of the sword, and the infinite swordsmanship between heaven and earth gathered together, centering on the leafless body.

In the void, the sword rain fell, Xu deficiency and drunkenness were resisting, but Ye Wuchen did not move.

The sword rain fell on him, and he did not harm him at all, even into the sword of his body.

A more beautiful sword light swept out of his body, like a martyr.

“The feeling of no dust on the sword of the emperor is deeper.” Ye Futian secretly said that it has been a long time since the last battle, and it is normal for the dust-free strength to improve.

But the power he is now comprehending is the sword of the emperor. As long as there is a little progress, it will be enough to improve his combat effectiveness.

Over the sky, I hatched the sword and felt a crisis. Then he saw that Ye Wuchen’s body moved. His whole person seemed to be a kendo and integrated with Kendo. This is not the realm of the sage. .

But the one-shot figure that shines in the glory of the shower, at this time gave the feeling of hatching the sword.

The white clothes are like snow, and the body shape goes directly toward the sword figure, and the one arm is lifted up, and the sky is empty.

“Hey.”

At this moment, above the sword map, the splendid martial arts shines, and the leaves are dusty but seem to be unaware. It is still the same as last time, one finger pointing to the sky, suddenly there is a sword light between the heavens and the earth, directly tearing open a Mouth, killing the sword.

The sword figure is spinning wildly and becomes more violent and dangerous. The sword that erupted from it seems to be all-powerful, but it is broken by the sword without leaves.

There is a gap in the sky, and the leaves are dusty and carry the broken kendo rules. The sword map oscillates, and there seems to be a crevice. The strong one snorted and the sword figure disappeared instantly. It was made by his own Life Spirit. Let the leaves be dust-free.

A sword crossed from the side, Ye Wuchen did not go to see him, continue to go up, that is from the hate Tianjian repair mouth bleeding, pale.

Actually, only a sword, he stayed here, I thought that today, he will fight Ye Futian or Yu Sheng, but he did not think that he just met two people, even the two did not When he shot, he was defeated by Ye Wuchen and a sword.

“This guy.” Xu Wei and the drunken millennium saw Ye Wuchen directly breaking a sword, could not help but catch up quickly, he wants to try one person to hit thirty-three days?

At this time, there is no such possibility that Ye Wuchen is urging the Emperor’s sword with the fine Juggernaut, and the strength is exerted to the limit.

Maybe, he really can do it.

In those previous battles, Ye Wuchen did not really do his best, but was in the power, waiting for the last eleven talents to break out of real strength.

Ye Futian showed his edge and he and Yu Sheng continued to keep up.

Today, Suichuan invited him to come to challenge the thirty-three days, but they have always been dust-free. They are also trying to see, and the dust can be the ninth.

The five people went all the way, the opponents became stronger and stronger, but the pace of Ye Wuchen’s advancement did not stop at all. All the way up, all the strong, all have only one sword.

As if the leaves are dust-free, he has only one sword and only one sword.

At this time, above the sky, a suffocating pressure drooped down, and the loud rumbling sound of the rumble came out, and the heavens and the earth made a sharp whistling sound, and there was a boundless and beautiful sword mark on the sky. This day, directly to the leafless body.

Three thousand miles of swords, a sword three thousand miles, separated from the air to the leaves without dust.

The last time, Ye Wuchen was defeated under this sword.

At this time, he still simply raised his hand, a emptiness, a sword, and a thick sword mark under the sky. For a moment, the world seemed to collapse, tearing down the ruinous Wind storm. The sword marks were torn, and the leaves rushed out without dust.

However, it is a sword that greets him. It seems to be more fierce and violent. The figure standing in front of Ye Wuchen is the enchanting character who is away from hate, Lu Hao.

After Lu Hao lost to Yu Sheng that day, he went to heaven and asked for help.

Although it is impossible to change the strength, it must be much stronger than before. Can the outcome of this war change?

Yu Sheng is still behind Ye Wuchen. Originally, he was the target of Lu Yi, but at the moment, only the first to lose the leaves.

Ye Wuchen broke a sword again, but then he saw the sword marks from the sky and broke the sky.

This time Lu Yan asked Sui Chuan to understand a truth, Jian Xiu, often do not need to be too rigid in the practice of swordsmanship, sometimes, the most simple and direct sword tricks, often can play the strongest strength, sword and heart, Sword and meaning.

Lu Hao at this time is comprehending this point. Every time he pulls out the sword, he is the same. He is at the peak of his spirits. Many sword marks have broken this day, and he has to be divided, not only that, but also horror. The sword-sword is intended to be integrated into the sword’s intention, and the spirit of the leaf will be destroyed.

Lu Yan understands that although Ye Wuchen has not been instructed, he understands.

In the Wind storm, he broke a lot of swords, but the avenues of swords are getting stronger and stronger, and he is becoming more and more overbearing.

On the body, there seems to be another strong sword. Two different swords shine at the same time. At this moment, the endless swords on the sky flow toward the leafless body and blend into his body. .

The leaves were dusty and looked up at the sky, looking at the sword marks that were three thousand miles in length, and drowned in his body.

When the relics were tried, he had three swordsmanship.

A sword opens to the sky and a sword returns to the truth.

The leafless body moved, as if entering a state of no self, like a sword, but it is actually there.

His body skyrocketed, no swords, no attacks, no dodge.

Lu Hao looks cold, if the leaves are clean and you want to die, then even if it is Xia Qing, there is nothing to say?

Many strong witnessed the leaves falling into the sword marks, and the body slammed into them. Yu Sheng tried to stop, but Ye Futian stopped him.

Wind, who is acting innocently, knows something, is extremely decisive, and is embarrassed about himself.

When people enter the sword marks, they seem to trample and collapse, and the swordsmanship slams down. Many people are shocked to see the scene in the void. Then they see the sword marks smashing and bursting, and the leafless figure rushes straight out.

“砰,砰,砰…” The sound of a loud noise came out. Ye Wuchen actually passed through a heavy attack. The whole portrait became illusory and appeared directly in front of Lu Hao. He did not stop. Instead, I continued to move forward, and I immediately fell to Lu’s eyes, and one finger fell, and the stone broke.

Lu Hao screamed, gathered the martial arts of his life, and took out the strongest sword. The fingers of the leafless and empty body had already pressed on the sword. This moment Lu Yan only felt that his body was like To be penetrated by Wan Jian, he looked at the body that was getting closer and closer, and the sword he had pulled out was broken and broken.

An unparalleled sword light broke out, stinging everyone’s eyes. The next moment, countless people were shocked to see that Ye Wuchen still stood there, but the sword of his body had weakened too much. As for Lu Yan, he was all Blood, falling to the ground, making a sigh, and coughing up a red blood.

Ye Wuchen looked at him calmly and did not have too many waves, and continued to move forward.

Yu Sheng strode out, and also glanced at Lu Yan in a cold instinct, and immediately crossed him and continued to go up.

Another sword repaired his hand, and Ye Wuchen did not move any more. Yu Sheng, behind him, rushed out, punching through the void of the heavens and the same as the day of the battle, he was extremely overbearing, only punching, directly blasting the other’s sword. A sword was swept away and the sternum was broken. I don’t know how many roots.

In the past, Lu Hao couldn’t afford a blow. Today, other sword repairs are the same, unless, like Shigawa, it is no longer at this level.

A group of five people, rolling all the way forward, no one can resist, with an absolutely strong posture, they went to the highest place of hate, thirty-three days ago.

Looking up, you can see the figure sitting in front of the ancient palace palace, and the digital sword repair under him!

PS: Still owe four more, see someone say no traces, huh, huh, who is it, leaked Wind!

(End of this chapter)