Chapter 1043 Lend Your Sword
Ye Futian stood there, he was in the storm of sword intent, endless sword intent pierced his body, and even his spiritual will seemed to be placed in the hatred sword intent.
At this moment, he had a feeling of déjà vu, just like back then, when he was baptized in a medicinal bath and endured the pain of eternal doom, at that time, he almost collapsed many times, reaching a critical point.
Jiang Sheng's medicated bath for him is constantly breaking the limit, the limit of the physical body and the spiritual will, making him infinitely close to the catastrophe of the holy way.
But today, Wang Chuan actually gave him a similar feeling. It can be seen that Wang Chuan's sword intent is also similar, infinitely close to the level of the calamity of the holy way, and one step away from the holy realm.
However, since he had withstood the medicated bath back then, the sword intent today naturally couldn't really shake him.
not enough.
In his mind, the storm of catastrophe transformed by spiritual will also seemed to become stronger. His body roared and his whole body was bright, just like the homonym of the Dao. Ye Futian's eyes were extremely sharp, as if to pierce the Dao, and he took another step forward. Let's see how strong Wang Chuan's limit is, and whether he can shake him.
Such an opponent, except for Xia Qingyuan, may be difficult to meet in the Emperor Xia Realm under the Holy Realm.
Wang Chuan also looked at Ye Futian, his body inherited the Dao, Ye Futian's realm was far from him, but he was able to withstand the attack of the Dao with a flesh and blood body, and only for this, it would be difficult for Xia Huangjie to find a second one. Man, he didn't know if Xia Qingyuan could do it, because he had never fought against him before.
But he was still calm, and every time he took a step, the sword intent became stronger, and a terrifying storm was born in the space between the two, and the sharp whistling sound was even harsh.
Wang Chuan stretched out his palm, he looked straight ahead, and the sword intent of endless transformation was condensed in front of his palm, where a sword seemed to be born little by little.
"Using Daohua sword, if you can inherit this sword, I'm afraid no one can defeat you under the holy realm." Wang Chuan said, the sword in his palm gradually condensed into shape, and the meaning of the way of the sword was swallowed, piercing the void , Ye Futian faintly felt that his body was about to be torn apart. The pressure he was under at this moment surpassed that of the medicated bath that he was trained in back then.
This, should be the so-called Supreme Being of the Holy Order. People in Emperor Xia's Realm claim that Wang Chuan possesses the strength of the Supreme Being, but it is not a lie, he does have the qualifications.
The only pity is that what Wang Chuan met was himself, even though he was the most holy man, he still had no one under the holy man.
This space seems to be solidified, and everything seems to stop flowing. This is Ye Futian's rule power affecting this space. However, it still cannot stop the flow of sword intent. The opponent's sword intent is at his rule level. above.
Ye Futian's palm also stretched out, regularizing the halberd, the whole body was shining, and from the long sacrifice, he breathed out the coercion of destroying everything.
Wang Chuan waited until Ye Futian's long halberd condensed into shape, and he drew out his sword.
With a simple stroke of the sword, his whole body seemed to become one with the sword. This sword strike is the real way of the sword.
A brilliant sword light appeared between the sky and the earth, the surrounding air currents were shattering, and everything turned into nothingness.
There is a real sense of suffocation in the space, a sword is born, and everything in the world is destroyed, only this sword.
At this time, Ye Futian's body was overwhelming, even though his realm was not as good as Wangchuan's, and he had never comprehended Daowei, but when he stepped forward, he continued the terrifying momentum. On his body, the light of rules flowed and merged into the halberd.
Seeing the opponent's sword coming out, his long halberd also stabbed straight forward, and the brilliance flowed. Under the destructive sword intent, a vortex black spot appeared, and every point the long halberd advanced, the momentum became stronger.
No matter how strong your sword is, I will break it with a single halberd.
From the beginning of the battle to the present, the two of them actually only broke out this attack in a real sense. They are already the peak figures standing under the holy realm. One cultivates the sword and the other cultivates the halberd. There is no need for any complicated means to make a sword and a halberd explode.
So, from start to finish, one hit is enough.
The sword and the halberd collided together, thousands of sword intents were transformed, and the long halberd was torn apart inch by inch.
Under the halberd, the way of the sword collapsed, and the sword was also shattered inch by inch.
A terrifying storm ran through the bodies of the two of them. If they were only the top sages in the thirty-third world, they would all be torn to pieces, but their bodies were still moving forward. After Dai Jian and the long halberd were shattered, Ye Futian blasted out with his fist of flesh and blood, and the sky and the earth roared.
The fist and fingers collided instantly. At this moment, on Ye Futian's arm, there was endless sword intent running through the fist, and his body exploded with radiance of swordsmanship. Similarly, the fist broke through the opponent's fingertips , blasted into Wang Chuan's body, making a violent roaring sound.
A dull sound came out, and the movements of the two seemed to be still. The rest of the life below had already ended the battle before that. Everyone looked up at the battlefield in the sky and looked at the two stationary figures.
The situation at this moment seemed a little strange, Ye Futian's body was strangely flowing with sword energy, passing through his body, while the sword energy on Lu Chuan's body disappeared at this moment.
Who will win and who will lose?
The destructive airflow surrounding the two of them finally dissipated, and Ye Futian's body was filled with a terrible luster, and there was a thunderous sound in his body, and finally, the sword intent completely dissipated and disappeared.
As if, not hurt by the sword intent.
His white hair was flying in the void, but his gaze was still full of energy, staring at Wangchuan in front of him.
"Cough..." Wang Chuan coughed, and then there was blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the heart of the sword cultivator below trembled violently, and his face was as pale as paper.
Brother, did you actually lose?
Lihentian is the number one person under the sage of Lihentian, with unparalleled talent in swordsmanship. According to the elders of Lihentian, under the holy realm, Wang Chuan is one person.
Now, there is blood overflowing from his mouth, and the aura on his body is rapidly weakening, as if he has become sluggish, and even his body seems to be bent.
This feeling is like an instant, from the extraordinary to the holy, and then fell into the mundane.
Wang Chuan turned around and stepped in the void. His steps were very slow, not big, as if he had completely turned into an ordinary person, and he still had the aura of Ling Tian before.
Walking to the palace, sitting where he was before, Wang Chuan closed his eyes.
There is no doubt that he lost.
He has already stepped into the semi-holy state and almost realized the Tao, but he failed to destroy Ye Futian. However, the opponent's attack severely injured him. At this time, his internal organs were shaking, and there were countless wounds in his body, which made his breath weak. .
At this time, Wang Chuan echoed his own path of practice. He became famous at a young age, and he has attracted attention since he entered Lihentian.
Five years ago, he stepped into the realm of a high-ranking virtuous monarch. At that time, Li Hentian had few opponents.
Two years ago, he had completely defeated Lihen Tiansheng, and even few people were able to make him make a second move.
At that time, he was known as the ultimate saint.
But he knows that he is now the ultimate saint, and he is only one step away from the holy realm.
He knew very well that if he went all the way forward, even without Ye Futian, it would be a matter of course one day, breaking through the realm and entering the holy way, and defeating Ye Futian today is the same.
Ye Futian hadn't appeared in the Upper Realm for a long time, but he had a great reputation. Emperor Xia and Xia Qingyuan valued it at the same time. When the Xiao family fought, there was no one worthy of Lihentian Jianxiu. Wang Chuan knew at that time that Ye Futian Fu Tian will be a rare opponent, if he fights, he may even lose.
However, he still invited Ye Futian to fight in the Thirty-Third Heaven. If Ye Futian went all the way to the Thirty-Three Heaven, swept Lihentian Sword Cultivator, and even defeated him, what would Lihentian Sword Cultivator do, what would happen to him?
Is it because of this that the heart of the sword is damaged and the way of the sword is lacking.
Just now, he was defeated in battle, and his heart was shaken. With a semi-holy state, he couldn't shake Ye Futian, so how could he not be shaken.
Everyone in the world will know about this defeat, and their reputation will be damaged. How can they not be affected?
There is no one under Lihen Tiansheng, the number one holy place of swordsmanship in Emperor Xia's Realm, after today, how can it not affect Dao Xin because of him.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and thought, and in an instant, countless thoughts appeared in his mind.
Sword practice is to cultivate fame, profit, or mind.
"If you are deceived by it, cut it off with one sword." Above the palace of Juekong Juefeng, the voice of the sword master Lihen came out, and Wang Chuan's heart was shaken. He thought of the sword he had cultivated, and thought of the many things his teacher had said to him. teach.
Fame, fortune, prestige, and everything in the world are like floating clouds. No one can be invincible if he practices the Dao.
Wang Chuan raised his head, looked at Lihen Sword Master, and said with a smile, "Teacher, I understand."
After all, he raised his head and looked towards the void. At this moment, the already weakened aura suddenly became extremely strong, and the sword of Moment, the sword intent soared above the clouds.
He sat there with his body straight, and a voice came out of his mouth: "After today, there will be only one person with less fame and wealth in the world, and above the way of the sword, there is me, Wangchuan."
If you lose, you will become enlightened.
Above the sky, there is a great sword robbery descending from the sky. In an instant, the clouds move, and the sky changes, and the situation changes.
"Holy Tribulation." Ye Futian looked up at the sky, feeling a little turmoil in his heart. They set foot on the Heaven of Lihen and pierced through the Thirty-Third Heaven.
In delusion, enter the Tao by defeat.
At this moment, Ye Futian felt absurd, as if he was struggling.
"Thank you." At this moment, Wang Chuan looked straight ahead, looking at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's expression was more complicated, not only him, but also those sword cultivators in the Thirty-Third Heaven.
Brother Wang Chuan, are you using yourself as a mirror?
At this time, a straight gaze shot towards Ye Futian and the others. Ye Futian seemed to be aware of it. He looked up at the void, and the Sword Master Lihen looked at them.
Sword Master Li Hate glanced at Ye Futian. With this glance, Ye Futian only felt as if he had been seen through by the other party, seeing his inner doubts and struggles.
Afterwards, Lihen Sword Master looked at Ye Wuchen behind him again, above the sky, a sword descended from the sky, fell down, and shot straight at Ye Wuchen.
This sword bloomed from the body of Sword Master Lihen.
Ye Futian's expression changed, he turned around to look at Ye Wuchen in shock, only to see that the sword directly penetrated Ye Wuchen's body, and in an instant, Ye Wuchen's whole body was surrounded by an unparalleled sword intent.
That sword seemed to have entered the body.
Ye Wuchen's body seemed to be torn apart, the sword intent bloomed crazily, strands of terrifying sword intent lingered around his body, at this moment, he actually closed his eyes and let the sword intent wreak havoc in his body, the sword intent on his body The intention is getting stronger and stronger.
Until, the way of the sword is sublimated, breaking through the realm and entering the top grade.
Eyes opened, there seemed to be a sword intent in Ye Wuchen's eyes, he raised his head to look at Lihen Sword Master above the sky, with the same complex expression.
"Your sword heart is pure, I will lend you a sword." Lihen Sword Master's ethereal voice fell from the sky.
Ye Futian turned around and looked at Lihen Sword Master, with a sense of shame in his eyes, and then saw him bowing to the void, then turned and said, "Go down the mountain."
PS: The monthly pass is 25,000, and the fifth change is owed, but the monthly pass is still at the sixth place. Let's see if there is a guaranteed monthly pass!