Chapter 1613 Invincible Spear

The handsome figure stood in the air like a white-haired God of War.

At this time, Ye Futian's fighting spirit was overwhelming, and the strong men in the Sword God Temple frowned, and the sword intent swept out of him.

Those who step forward, die?

One person, block him from the Sword God Temple!

Moreover, daring to speak so presumptuously, he didn't pay attention to the Sword God Palace at all.

The powerhouses of the Yuanyang Clan looked at Ye Futian curiously, but they didn't expect this guy to be so domineering, but, is he really blocking the sword temple?

"嗤嗤..." The resplendent sword intent erupted and moved forward ferociously. I saw a sword repairer next to the Infernal Sword Master stepping forward. Countless hurricanes and storms appeared between the sky and the earth. In the storm, there were infinite swords fighting out. It rolled directly towards Ye Futian's body, trying to tear the entire void apart.

Whoever steps forward dies?

He wanted to see how he died.

"Hum." Ye Futian's body moved, his arm trembled, and the spear turned into a straight light, rushing directly into the storm, and just pierced through the center of the storm with his flesh and blood.

At this moment, the storm seemed to have a golden hole, and a sharp gun appeared from it, slashing through the void.

"boom!"

There was a soft sound, and the sword cultivator who made the shot saw only a golden phantom, and the next moment, the spear pierced directly between his eyebrows, where blood seeped out, which was shocking.

"How is it possible." The last thought came to his mind, and then his consciousness was disillusioned, his soul was shattered, and his body fell directly towards the sky.

One hit, die.

"I'm not kidding." Ye Futian pointed his spear in front of the people in the Sword God Temple and spoke lightly. A suffocating sword intent enveloped the void, and many sword souls directly broke out of the air, floating behind the strong man in the Sword God Temple.

No joke?

He actually, really killed.

One person, standing in the air, stood in front of the strong men of the Sword God Temple, threatening death to those who took a step forward.

This scene made everyone in the Sword God Hall extremely embarrassed, not only because of the loss of a companion, but also because it was a humiliation to the Sword God Temple. They snatched the Excalibur inheritance in front of them, but they were intercepted one by one.

As the strongest kendo force in the Vientiane world, the Sword God Palace has never encountered such humiliation.

What's more, their leader this time is the super powerful Infernal Sword Master.

All the powerhouses of the Sword God Temple control the sword soul at the same time. The Sword God Temple specializes in the sword soul. The practice method of a practitioner can increase the probability of breaking through the realm and entering the Emperor.

Every sword soul is made through thousands of tempers, and when it enters the emperor, it can directly be the foundation of the Dao God Wheel.

In just a split second, countless sword souls pointed at Ye Futian at the same time, and this space seemed to be torn apart. Each sword contained a different way, but they were all extremely sharp.

The sword intent roared, sharp and ear-piercing, if this sword came out, who would not die?

This time, they held their swords, but they did not move forward. It seemed that although the death of the man just now made them unwilling, they were still a little vigilant in their hearts.

From Ye Futian's body, a ferocious fighting spirit erupted. It was the fighting spirit of a human emperor, with a monstrous aura. Ye Futian, who was in charge of the whole world, turned into an unrivaled God of War. With a spear in his hand, he looked like no one in the world.

When the sword came out, the void was torn open, the sound of the sharp howl of the sword crossed the eardrums, the destructive air flow penetrated the world, countless sword souls rushed out towards Ye Futian at the same time, thousands of swords flew together, and each sword , are all extraordinary swords, how spectacular and tyrannical this scene is.

Ye Futian stepped forward, the ferocious outbreak of fighting spirit was extremely strong, the aura of the avenue surged out violently, and the spear in his hand moved forward, stabbing into the void.

Although he didn't practice marksmanship, he had also practiced halberd technique.

The spear is like a dragon, blasting forward with supreme fighting spirit.

"boom!"

A dull sound erupted in the void, and when the shot fell, the entire space in front seemed to explode and shatter.

I saw that the sword souls trembled violently, and even cracks appeared in the sword souls. The swords trembled, some of the sword souls shattered directly, and some of the sword souls showed cracks.

One after another muffled hums came out, many people vomited blood, their faces were pale, and some people's sword intent dissipated, and their breath weakened rapidly.

In just a split second, the breaths of all the powerhouses in the Sword God Hall were sluggish.

one shot.

Still only one shot.

The others were shocked, this white-haired young man is so tyrannical, who can stop him?

He stood there, and no one could take a step forward.

Yuanyang's Zhongzhuqi was shocked, so strong, the master of this black wind carving is so terrifying, it is really like what the shameless black wind carving said, compared with him, the evil characters she knows are completely bleak , Yuanyang Palace, the ruling force in Yuanyang Realm, who can block this shot?

No one in the Sword God Palace in the Supreme Realm can do it, let alone they are just the lower realm forces ruled by the Yuan Yang clan.

Thinking of this person's kind attitude just now, he took the initiative to find swords for everyone, and proposed to inherit them in turn, depending on the luck, she thought it was because he was single and weak.

Looking at him now, how handsome he is.

It seems that before and now are different people.

Not to mention Zhu Qi, even Yuan Hong, the leader of the Yuan Yang Clan, was extremely shocked. This shot was absolutely stunning. This man was as handsome as the pinnacle of the Nine Realms. Such a person is so unknown. , did not know before.

He even once thought that today's Excalibur competition had nothing to do with him. After all, Ye Futian and the others were weak, and there was no way to compete with such a lineup. Even if he abided by the agreement and did not fight, would other forces agree?

As he predicted, the Sword God Palace disagreed and made a direct move.

At that time, he snatched it from the Sword God Palace as well.

But he didn't expect that what stood in front of the Sword God Temple was one person with one shot.

One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.

The long spear in his hand has a powerful will to fight the emperor, and he may have obtained it from this god's relic.

With his talent, it should not be the turn of the sword master Lihen to inherit the divine sword, unless he deliberately gave up and gave it up to the sword master Lihen, and the first time he tried it was not because he wanted to inherit it, but because he wanted to inherit it. To test, to explore the law of inheritance.

Moreover, he did it, so he had the success of Li Hate Sword Master.

What kind of courage is it to directly hand over the inheritance of the divine sword to others? Does he not like such an inheritance?

As the heir of the Yuan Yang family, Yuan Hong is very clear that the relics of the gods are not left by modern powerhouses, but ancient battlefields. The inheritance left behind is a complete way. The cause of such a violent commotion is because there is a great opportunity here. If there is an opportunity, if you go out, you will be a superhuman emperor.

The women of Fanjingtian looked at Ye Futian, and a strange light flashed in their beautiful eyes. He was stronger, far stronger than when he was in Xuantian Pavilion. If he faced Yi Tianyu again today, I am afraid that Yi Tianyu was not at all. opponent.

Beside Qin He, there was Jin Yi, the holy maiden of Fan Jingtian. Back then, she visited the Prophet when she was in the demon world. That was the first time she saw Ye Futian.

She suddenly remembered one thing. Not long after Ye Futian entered the Prophet's Palace, the Prophet committed suicide. Since then, there have been no prophets in the world.

At that time, the Prophet had already predicted that there would be a major event in the Heavenly Mandate Realm. Everyone's eyes were attracted by Gu Tianxing and Gu Dongliu. No one cared about the relationship between the last Ye Futian the Prophet saw and the Prophet's death.

But at the moment when Jin Yi thinks about this matter, he thinks carefully and is terrified.

Her heart is beating, she doesn't know Ye Futian, is she the one who the prophet predicted would change the Heavenly Mandate Realm?

If the death of the prophet is related to Ye Futian, what secrets will be hidden in it?

Guarded by Ye Futian and Yu Sheng, no one can disturb the Lihen Sword Master to inherit the inheritance of the Excalibur, which makes the people in Taixuan Mountain a little envious.

Ye Futian is really kind to this sword cultivator. That sword cultivator should be an elder that Ye Futian respects more, so he will give him such an important opportunity.

The infinite sword intent flowed, and the sword intent of the entire sword city was still heading towards the god formation where Lihen Sword Master was. His body gradually passed the period of weakness, and the sword intent began to recover from the body and gradually became stronger.

In front of Ye Futian, the golden eyes of the Infernal Sword Saint were still staring at Ye Futian.

Sure enough, no one took a step forward in the Sword God Palace. Just now, when he made a move, he just drew a sword, and no one moved forward.

But his sword has not been released yet.

Bright golden rays of light burst out from his body, and within his body, a divine sword imprinted with countless golden runes appeared, suspended above his head, with both hands condensing the sword marks, and in an instant, the sky was full of sword shadows.

With Ye Futian's body as the center, countless divine swords imprinted with golden runes appeared, covering the sky and the sun, and the radiance of divine swords fell down, turning into terrifying spatial sword curtains, forming a terrifying beam of sword light, Ye Futian blocked it.

"Space-type Excalibur." Ye Futian looked up, and there were golden Excaliburs everywhere around his body.

The divine sword above the head of the Infernal Sword Saint seems to have merged into the sword soul cast by the human emperor's magic weapon, releasing the extremely gorgeous human emperor's brilliance, the sword clattered and screamed, and the infinite space divine sword was suspended in the sky.

"Go." A voice came out from the mouth of the Wujian Sword Master, and the divine sword crossed the sky, heading towards Ye Futian. Almost at the same moment, above the sky, countless space divine swords directly penetrated the void, descending in an instant, killing from the air.

"Boom..." On Ye Futian's body, the fighting spirit erupted ferociously. With a step, the surrounding space seemed to be suffocated, as if being suppressed, which affected the speed of the sword. The body moved forward, and the long spear stabbed out. In an instant, the monstrous fighting spirit turned into endless spear shadows, colliding with those divine swords.

The sky and the earth shook, and the power of destruction swept across the sky, but Ye Futian's body turned into a brilliant divine light, which directly penetrated the space, and all the way forward, the spear pierced straight on the strongest sword.

A brilliant glow bloomed, and the sword flew backwards. The Wujian Sword Master let out a muffled snort, and an invisible force sent his body flying out, hitting the strong man of the Sword God Temple behind him before stopping.

"cough……"

There was a light cough, and blood flowed from the corner of the sword master's mouth.

It's still a shot, no one can beat it!