Chapter 1535 One Person

The big powerhouses have already occupied the positions in front of the Enlightenment Sacred Tree, and they are not going to give up. Anyone who wants to go up will be crushed by the powerhouses.

Everyone also saw what happened just now. The people above all joined forces to attack.

Now, Ye Futian said that whoever takes the shot will take his place.

This is no longer aimed at one of them, but anyone who makes a move may be everyone above. What an arrogant attitude.

In front of the sacred tree, everyone's eyes were indifferent, and they stabbed straight at Ye Futian. Whether it was the top figures or the disciples of the shrine, they had never seen such arrogant and presumptuous characters. The disciple dared to be so arrogant.

I saw Ye Futian stepping up, and he was really alone, walking towards the top, the wind was bleak, the flow of Taoism, blowing on his body, making the white clothes rattle, watching the road with its back to the crowd Everyone felt a sense of aloofness from his back.

One person, stepping towards the sacred tree.

Baixiu's pupils were terrifying, and a mysterious air flow surged, enveloping the world. At this moment, even those who watched the battle from the sky felt the oppression of their souls, and they could only see faintly appearing in the sky above everyone's heads. A ghostly face, this face merged with the sky and became one, with a pair of terrifying eyes looking down into the sky, many people only felt that their souls were trembling.

There are not many Taoist disciples of Daoist You Ming, but each of them is very terrifying. This kind of attack of the soul is extremely dangerous, and it is very scary to be able to directly target the power of the soul of the practitioner.

Bai Xiu naturally also felt that Ye Futian was also good at soul power, because the dark color was extraordinarily dignified, the Nether Eyes locked on the other party's soul, rushed into Ye Futian's eyes, but found it was useless, Ye Futian's eyes were equally terrifying , Moreover, the ubiquitous Dao Sword Intent on his body can directly destroy the power he released.

Stretch out your palm and probe towards the sky, and for a moment, a big handprint appeared in the void, directly attacking Ye Futian's soul.

"Hand of the Nether."

Seeing this scene, many ordinary disciples of the Jingu Shrine trembled inwardly. Baixiu's strength lies in the fact that some people who are stronger than him will often be defeated by him because they cannot resist the power of the spirit attack.

I don't know if Ye Futian can compete against Bai Xiu, a disciple of Daoist Youming.

The others didn't make a move, they just looked at Bai Xiu, they wanted to see how much confidence this arrogant Taixuan Mountain Sword Cultivator had in targeting everyone.

How powerful Ye Futian's perception is, he naturally sensed that a huge Nether hand was grabbing towards him, silently, not at the flesh, but at the soul. place.

But after Ye Futian practiced Immortal Soul Yin Yin, he integrated Immortal Soul Yin Yin with Taoism, and he asked himself that he could be stronger than the ghost power of the other party.

"Bang." Ye Futian continued to walk up, and the majestic momentum swept out of his body. His meridians seemed to turn into sword veins, and the ancient tree of the soul world turned into a sword shape, and the sword soul was in the palace of fate. Clanking, as if wanting to rush out.

On Ye Futian's body, there are countless kendo airflows flowing, accompanying his steps, going against the trend.

The roaring sword created a sense of suffocation between the heavens and the earth, the invisible coercion dropped, and the Nether Mahamudra blasted down, but was pierced by the countless kendo air currents. In an instant, the Nether Mahamudra continued to collapse and shatter , turned into nothingness under the sword intent.

"Buzz."

Ye Futian stepped forward with a single step, his eyes were like sharp swords, he shot at Bai Xiu's eyes, and said, "Since you have made a move, let's give up your position."

After the words fell, he pointed his finger towards the sky, opened the sky with his sword, pierced through the void, and killed Bai Xiu.

This sword, broken soul.

Bai Xiu's complexion changed. He is good at soul attacks, so he is inferior in other aspects, but the soul attacks don't seem to be able to restrain Ye Futian, and the opponent's counterattack power, like him, contains the power of soul attacks.

"puff!"

The sword pierced through the void, Bai Xiu's body seemed to be pierced, but there was no blood, that figure gradually turned into an afterimage and disappeared, and Bai Xiu's figure next to him appeared there, which seemed somewhat illusory.

"The pupil of the nether world."

Bai Xiu's eyes suddenly turned dark and blood-colored. In an instant, the sky changed color, and it seemed that a ghost god appeared. Ye Futian seemed to have fallen into it. In another space, all he could see was a pair of blood-colored pupils , the pupil of the nether world.

"Refine."

In Baixiu's eyes and pupils ignited the fire of the nether world, and the fire burned the soul in an instant. The space where Ye Futian was was wrapped in a piece of fire from the nether world, trying to refine and kill his soul.

"this……"

The people in the sky trembled in their hearts. Ye Futian was in danger. Although this Bai Xiu was young, she did not expect to have practiced Daoist's supernatural powers to such a terrifying level, the pupil of the nether world, the fire of the netherworld.

Enveloped by this force, Ye Futian felt extremely uncomfortable. His pupils were indifferent, and his hands stretched out. Immediately, the Infinity Sword appeared around his body. His eyes closed, and the sword intent became stronger and stronger. The howling sword The air storm flooded this space.

Finally, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. It was a pair of sword pupils, piercing nothingness directly.

Pointing the palm of the hand towards the void, thousands of swords came out, the avenue flowed against the current, and the stars moved. In an instant, the way of the sword broke through the cover of the pupil of the nether world and rolled towards the sky. Kill Bai Xiu above the sky.

"Excalibur Fleeing Years."

Seeing this scene, Wan Shouyi and Luoyue were shaken in their hearts. Ye Futian had already mastered a ray of artistic conception of the third style of the Excalibur Fleeing Years. The song just now not only made him understand the sword, but also made Ye Futian realize it himself. Excalibur Fleeing Years.

This blow already had the meaning of fleeting years. Although it did not forge the Great Dao God Wheel, it could not burst out the real power of fleeting years, but even so, the destruction scene of the sword storm annihilating the void is still terrifying.

Many people were faintly worried about Bai Xiu. When the sword was killed, Bai Xiu was wrapped in the storm of swordsmanship, and there was an extremely gorgeous divine light shining and blooming there. A mouthful of blood.

His body was also blown away, and he was blown away from the sky above the Enlightenment Tree, his breath weakened, and even strands of dark air appeared on his face.

Only Bai Xiu himself knows how powerful this sword is, not only the pure divine sword Fleeing Years, but also contains the sword intent to destroy the soul.

"The Taoist disciples were all defeated."

Everyone in the sky was shocked when they saw the two fighting in the air, this is really strong.

He is the strongest person in Taixuan Mountain.

It seems that this time, Taixuan Mountain will also produce a top romantic figure.

Lu Qingyao wasn't surprised when she saw this scene, she was defeated badly by Ye Futian, Bai Xiu's defeat didn't surprise her too much, but Ye Futian's spirit power was so powerful, that The fruit of the Dao of Life probably made his soul stronger.

"I want his position." Ye Futian said, and continued to walk up, with the arrogance of fighting for the front with a sword.

"I also learned your sword." Li Xun said. He was defeated by Wan Shouyi twice. Although it was the strength of the piano sound, he already felt frustrated and doubted the way of swordsmanship, so he wanted to try again.

The Doomsday Sword was conceived, and Li Xun took a step forward, stepped out from his position, stabbed an astonishing sword, and from the sky down, everything it passed was destroyed.

"I will fulfill you."

Ye Futian stepped up, stabbing with the same sword, the two swords collided, and countless kendo airflows rolled towards the direction of the opponent, endlessly, the space made an extremely sharp and piercing sound, which made people feel scalp numb , Many people in the sky felt a sense of suffocation. If they were between the swords, they might be torn to pieces.

The sword in Ye Futian's body is majestic and flowing, and the two seem to be in a stalemate, but Ye Futian's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and Li Xun's is getting weaker and weaker.

A muffled sound came out, the sword snapped, Li Xun seemed to be pierced by the sword intent, and flew back backwards.

"Two positions." Ye Futian said, and continued to move forward. His movements were not fast, and he even seemed a little slow. He walked up to the sky step by step. The lonely figure seemed to dare to be the enemy of heaven.

"It's so strong." The people below thought inwardly. Before, all the strong men wanted to force their way in but failed, and they were all blasted down.

Now, only Ye Futian is walking up alone.

Jun Mu looked at the back with a little jealousy. Who would know Jun Mu, the practitioner on Taixuan Mountain? This Shijing seems to have become the symbol of Taixuan Mountain. He is a monarch, what is it.

Moreover, everything that happened before may leave him even more stained.

Other practitioners of Taixuan Mountain also feel a little dreamy. The disciples of Taixuan Mountain are vulnerable. Now, a luthier is going up alone, despising the disciples of the Taoist Temple and the top Tianjiao in the Shangxiao world.

Whoever makes the move must give way.

This can be regarded as a peerless romance.

"The Daoist Master broke through the realm, and the name of the Taixuan Daoist Master shook the sky. Only such a romantic person can match the reputation of Taixuan Mountain today." Wan Shouyi said in a low voice. He was deeply touched.

The disciples of Taixuan Mountain are too weak to be worthy of the name of Dao Zun today. Only a few direct disciples of the leader can do it, and there is no one in the third generation.