The Legend of Futian

565. The 558 chapter is ugly.

The 558 chapter is ugly.

This time, it seems that everyone has become calmer and no one is eager to take the lead.

At this moment, a lazy figure walked out slowly, and saw that he appeared only a faint sweep of his eyes, and did not feel too much pressure.

Drunk, no one except Ye Futian knows where he is from, only knows his name, the cultivation base is still acceptable, and now it is the seventh king of the king, Jian Xiu.

But the previous battle was not particularly eye-catching, and it was better than the opponent, so not many people care.

Many people are thinking, drunk, who will pick who is their opponent?

“I challenge, Yan Jiu.” The drunken thousand voice was lazy, with a calm smile on his face, but his deep eyes suddenly became extremely solemn.

Yan Jiu, the descendant of Jiansheng Mountain Villa, after Yan Wuji, when Yan Wuji was the second swordsman in the four major sword repairs in the state, now he did not listen to the height of the snow building, but some people call his swordsmanship Not less than listening to the Snow Swordsman, just listening to the sword of the Snow Swordsman is the sword of murder. If it is fighting, the world thinks that the Snow Swordsman will win.

In today’s battlefield, Yan Jiu and Xu are missing. They should be the highest swordsman. The drunkenness and challenge of Yan Jiu let many people have some accidents, but perhaps this is the pride of Jian Xiu, and it is the strongest challenge to Jiandao. People, to prove their own sword, this drunken, it is also worth admiring.

Yan Jiu stepped out and looked indifferent to the drunkenness. The drunkenness was not the opponent he wanted to challenge, but since the drunkenness came out, he had to fulfill the other side.

The sword flowed, still the same as before, thousands of sword qi turned into a rainy day, move towards drunken thousand body to kill, drunk thousands of swords, life Spirit as a sword, his life Spirit sword thin as Wings, like transparent, when the sword is pulled out, there is a sword curtain around the body. A sword qi flows from the body, and the sword rain that kills the slashing, above the void, there is an epee in the sword rain. The sky is falling, killing everything, like killing the body of drunkenness.

“Oh…” The sharp whistling sound came out. The body of the drunken millennium moved, and the repression of the epee was disengaged. The thin, flap-like sword in the hand was extremely sharp, and the sword rain was cut. The sword moved and crossed a strange arc. It was directly out of the attack range of the epee and continued to move forward. Move towards Yan.

In the direction of the Holy Palace, the sword magic eyes flashed, this sword shadow, seems to have met.

Yan Jiu’s look did not move. He was behind the sword array and the tinnitus. The thousands of swords gathered together and turned into nine swords. With his finger move towards one finger, the nine swords broke into the drunkenness and nine swords. There is no peer, but the speed is different, as if deliberately staggered from the perspective of time, actually faintly blocked the route of drunkenness and all dodge.

The sword-like style in the sword of heaven and man.

Nine swords sneaked in, and drunken a thousand glances, then the body is like a streamer sword shadow, the sword in his hand continues to cut the sword qi, his movement technique has not stopped, it turned into a ghostly figure, and like drunkenness Like a person, folding forward, the sword light seems to jump and shuttle forward, connected into a perfect arc, passing by the last sword in the nine swords.

“How can the drunken millennium be so strong?” Qin Yin and other people from Jiuxian Mountain are all different. Isn’t the drunkenness a mess of Baidi City? At the beginning, Li Xun invited him several times to be rejected by him. He only knew that this person was addicted to alcohol, but now he is able to fight with Yan.

The drunkenness of the action is like a stream of water, seemingly relaxed, but in reality it is extremely thrilling, how strong the sword of Yanjiu is, and a little carelessness is passed through by a sword.

A flash of lightning crossed the void, killing the drunken thousand who are constantly approaching Yanjiu. The light and shadow sword is like a lightning bolt, but only at this moment, the drunkenness suddenly bursts into a very incomparable sword glow, and his speed has also become It is faster, as if it is no longer a person, but like a sword in the void through the incredible curve, like the streamer of the sword.

A terrifying sword slammed into the void, and it made a loud roaring sound. The light shadow sword and the shadow sword stabbed in the air at the same time.

“This is a drunken sword?” To the Holy Palace, someone looked at the swordsman, and drunken thousands of people also drank in the battlefield, and the body seemed to be drunk.

“This is not a drunken sword.” The sword demon looks dignified and said: “This is a ghost sword.”

The eyes of the swordsman’s body flashed, and a ghost sword that had disappeared for a long time was born in the eyelids?

In the battlefield, there was a phantom of drunkenness, and the residual image was like a illusion. It was drawn from different directions, like a ghostly figure descending on the body of Yan.

At this moment, Yan Jiu closed his eyes, the sword of Life Spirit burst out, the world resonated, and the imaginary sword in the void trembled and screamed.

“The sword is infinite, the sword is out, killing.” Yan Jiu’s voice fell, his body of the will seems to be integrated with the endless swordsmanship between the vast world, and his body is full of brilliant brilliance, no Dead ends, all close people are killed.

The people only saw a lot of phantom Unmaker, and there was a very glaring sword light. The two men’s bodies touched the spotlight. When the sword light was dim, everyone saw it on Yan’s face. There was a blood mark. Someone saw the Jianguang, and Yan Jiu evaded it. Otherwise, this blood mark is not the face, but the throat.

As for the drunkenness, it is even worse. He was blood-stained and shocked, but his face still hangs with a calm smile, or he is defeated.

Cultivation sometimes the innate talent is able to determine the future, even if it is hard to work, it will still suffer from the innate talent, so he still lost to Yan Jiu.

“Who is the ghost sword?” Yan Jiu’s eyes stared at the drunkenness, and many people realized that the two names seemed to be somewhat similar.

At that time, the Promise Sword and the Ghost Sword in the four swordsmen were enemies, and the ghost sword that was finally famous for the moment was abolished. There were many rumors that he was dead, and some people rumored that he was incognito and lived the life of ordinary people.

“Guess?” Drunk and smiled, then turned and walked away.

“Would you like to enter my discipline?” At this time, in the direction of the Holy Palace, the sword demon said, drunkenly looked up and looked at the sword demon, said: “There has been a famous teacher, can not worship the famous person as a teacher, hope Senior Forgive me.”

“No need to apprentice, only in my discipline cultivation.” The sword demon again, when the four swords were repaired, the ghost sword was a waste of regret.

The drunken millennium glanced at the sword demon, and then kneeled on the knees, saying: “Shi Zun once said that the sword and the sword demon cooked the sword, and I was very impressed with the Senior. If you can enter the Senior disciple cultivation, the teacher will be happy. “”

“Get up.” The sword nodded. “I have the opportunity to see you again.”

“The Master has passed away.” The drunken smashed his head and got up, and the sword demon glimpsed. Then he saluted the distance and sighed: “There is only one sword in the wilderness.”

The drunken Qianqiu withdrew from the battlefield. The people looked at his back in a slightly uneasy mind. The master was dead, but he did not want to worship the sword. This person has a windy bone. Qin Yin is even more surprised. Obviously, he did not think of Jiuxian Mountain. A discourse in the area turned out to be a ghost sword. So, when the ghost sword was abolished, it was seclusion in the Baidi City in the Jiuxian Mountain area.

Ye Futian gazed at the back of the drunken millennium. He saw the back of the drunkenness and some sadness. He did not have the slightest joy. He chose to challenge Yan Jiu in this battlefield. He must have wanted to regain his lost for his master. Glory, let the world remember his master, but defeated, so the drunkenness is not happy.

Yan Jiu’s heart also gave birth to waves, drunken and defeated, and was captured by the sword, but the grievances of Jiansheng Mountain and Ghost Sword are all known, and the swordsman is naturally clear, then, will the swordsman still want to let He entered the discipline to repair the sword?

He came to the holy road, in addition to seeing the wild priests of the wild, there is also a purpose, it is into the sword magic, cultivation sword magic sword, learn the hundred long, can be stronger.

He is from the Juggernaut Mountain Villa, but he has not yet had a teacher. If he can master the sword magic, it will be equivalent to the two top sword repairs in the state.

But now, he is not sure about the idea of ​​the sword, but he is not too concerned about it. His sword will prove everything, even if the sword does not accept him as a discipline.

“The next battle.” After the return of Yan Jiu, the old man on the ladder continued.

The first battle of this second round left a deep impression on him. The strong confrontation between Yan Jiu and the drunken thousand seems to indicate a beginning of the strong struggle.

Seeing that the people did not move, the hail looked at Chu Chang, and Chu Chang was slightly hesitant. Then he saw the hail and walked out.

This worldly sacred woman has a beautiful face, and she has a cold and noble beauty. When she sees many people’s feelings, one person who is free to leave now may be the celestial figure of the top forces in the wilderness.

Just, who is this worldly virgin who will choose who is the opponent?

Hail came to the center of the battlefield, beautiful eyes fell on Ye Futian, started talking: “You have to go to this step, it should be out.”

Many people look down on Ye Futian and pick him up?

Ye Futian stepped out and looked at the worldly saint, faintly said: “You seem to be very prejudiced to me?”

Hail’s eyes are calm, and if he is prejudiced, perhaps because Ye Futian looks at her with unscrupulous eyes in the holy road, and he has opened three major relics. The cultivation base is obviously not strong, but many people want to do it but there is no Do things.

Now in the battlefield, I have also come here all the way, I don’t know if it is accidental or Destiny.

“I have no prejudice against you, but now this battlefield, you are no longer here.” Hail looks calm like water, people who are not on the battlefield, naturally should be out.

She wants to see a stronger battlefield and fight with her on the same stage.

Ye Futian Looking at the hail, is it the battlefield, when is it the turn of the hail to come down?

Perhaps, she only believes oneself infallible, believes that what she thinks is right, and where she cares about other people’s ideas.

“The ugly people are blaming.” Ye Futian smiled. Before the hail went to the prison city to snatch the account of the sacred order, it was also cleared!

(End of this chapter)