The Legend of Futian

Li Xun's look changed, the soul of the sword condensed and came into being, the infinite sword intention descended from the sky, and the doomed sword was born, falling down.

"On!"

Li Xun shouted, fell, and the sword descended. At the same time, Wan Shouyi's sword arrived, and the two swords collided directly. At once, a monstrous kendo storm was set off, sweeping wildly in all directions. Out.

寻 Li Xun's sword is the sword of doomsday. To destroy all beings, Wan Shouyi's sword is the sword of inverse path, the relic of the road, and the lack of heaven, but it is broken by the sword.

Hu Qinyin still sounded in the void, and countless notes merged into the sword, forming a reverse kendo airflow, the sword river rolled back, and drowned toward Li Xun's body.

"Om."

Everyone saw Li Xun's sword receded, and was shaken back into the void, Wan Shouyi's body was surrounded by infinite swordsmanship. As he stepped forward, he reached out to take the sword, pointed it towards the sky, and instantly, one The devastating sword-gas storm circled upwards to break the sky.

Li Xun's look was not so good-looking. He had already defeated it once before. Ye Futian and Wan Shouyi teamed up to defeat him. Today, this tune is stronger than the previous tune, and Wan Shouyi's sword is also stronger. .

However, at this time, I saw another shot. Qin Zang pressed the palm of his hand downwards, and a force to suppress the heavens came down. At the same time, a stone tablet appeared between heaven and earth, and every stone tablet was hidden in it. There are inscriptions, characters, and the meaning of the avenue.

With Qin Zang's palm in his hand, many stone steles revolved around Wan Shouyi's body at the same time. At the same time, the meaning of the infinite avenue in the inscription was like golden lightnings, heading towards Wan Shou.

"Boom, boom ..." Under the endless inscription, Wan Shouyi seemed to be trapped in it, and many steles were shrouded towards him, trying to bury him in it.

The burial gods, known as being able to bury the avenues of the heavens, are overwhelming. This Qin Zang exists as a burial gods, with superb strength and near peak, not far from the emperor. You can imagine the strength Strong.

Dadao Avenue was buried in it. Countless golden lightning rays shot at Wan Shouyi's body, tangling his sword, destroying his will.

The note is still, and the piano sound is getting more and more urgent. Wan Shou strokes the sword in front of him with blood in his sword, releasing bright blood.

At this moment, Wan Shouyi closed his eyes. He wanted to forget his sword and immerse himself in the kendo of the piano sound, that was the real way.

The monstrous force came at him, Wan Shou gave a sword, and the sword broke through. In a moment, the sword light spread, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be still. The next moment, the crowd saw the stone stele shattered and disintegrated. Into dust in the void.

"Brother Wan!"

Xia Xiakong, Luo Yue was extremely shocked to see this scene, her heart beating, her eyes staring at the sword above the sky, a simple sword.

"Lost years."

The falling moon murmured, this is the passing year, the excalibur year, the time is passing, everything is withering.

Even if it is just a stream of years, it is still so strong that it is powerful enough to directly crush Qin Zang ’s overbearing attack, leaving no room for it.

However, Brother Wan, his Divine Sword II Vientiane has not been cut, how can he release the fleeting years?

Because of the sound of the piano?

Avenue audio, relic.

Singing this tune, let Wan Shouyi smell it. Really smell it. He has already experienced the scenery of this step, and he will come to this step in the future.

Is n’t it so amazing that the linguistic relic of the Dao Avenue is so amazing.

She heard her father say that Dao Zun realized from the melody, and realized many abilities, including the ultimate sword and magic sword, and many other ways, all of which are self-cultivation and the integration of Dao ’s relics. .

The stone tablet was broken, Wan Shouyi continued to move upwards, and was cut out with a sword. The tree of enlightenment and gods all made sounds. The other strong men saw this scene change a little, and saw a golden light of lightning. Falling from the sky, overbearing, a figure seemed to directly stop the Avenue of Enlightenment, but stepped out and came to the top of Wan Shouyi's head, which is exactly the Golden God Kingdom X.

Gold spears pierced through the void and struck away toward Wan Shouyi. The world roared as if to be destroyed. The infinite gold spears came to death, but under the age of the Excalibur, they were all wiped out into nothingness. .

But there is a more terrible scene on the sky. An ancient **** of gold stands on the sky and merges with Gai X. He seems to be an ancient god.

古 The ancient **** stretched out his hand, and the countless golden spears on the sky gathered together, turning them into an extremely stout gold spear, assassinating straight down into the air.

There seemed to be endless golden lightnings around the golden spear. This stroke seemed to be able to destroy the world and shatter it.

Wu Wanshouyi still did not retreat, the sword was killed towards the golden spear, the Excalibur collided with the Celestial Spear, countless golden lightnings drowned and shattered, but the sword also retreated.

"So strong."

The puppet crowd looked at Gai X's golden spear. This attack was extremely overbearing, causing a storm of devastating storms to erupt in their space.

"Be awake." In the empty space, Dao Gong disciple Bai Xiu held the palms of his hands apart, and for a moment Wan Shouyi felt very uncomfortable, as if he was isolated from perception.

Wu Wanshouyi still did not retreat, he dragged his sword to the void, his eyes still closed, step by step towards the high altitude.

Wu Qin's sound is so pure. At this moment, no matter what the outcome is, whether he wins or loses, he can accept it.

"Boom." Gai X shot again, the golden **** spear passed through the world, and other strong ones also attacked, but Wan Shouyi still moved forward and cut the last sword.

The crowd saw a sword light, which was as gorgeous as a firework, and it was so bright that it shook people's hearts.

When Jian Jianguang fell, everything was withered. Many of the attacks around him were shattered and turned into dust.

Even the golden spear, it was broken and crushed until it turned into nothingness.

"One sword breaks ten thousand methods." Everyone stared at the scene, their hearts were speechless, and Wan Shouyi cut out such a sword.

咳 "Ah ..."

A light cough came out, and there was blood overflowing from the corner of Wan Shou's mouth, his breath quickly weakened, and apparently he could no longer fight.

In fact, in the previous battle with Li Xun, he served the sword soul with blood. This battle was even more so, exhausting his internal strength to the extreme, and finally burst into a momentary glory.

Although Xun couldn't fight again, a smile appeared in Wan Shouyi's eyes. This was Kendo, which he had passed.

"Teacher." Wan Shou said to the void people, then turned back and did not continue fighting.

Others did not attack, and did not take the danger of people. They are top figures of all parties. Even if they are not very friendly to Wan Shouyi, they will not start at this time, they will lose their face.

Wu Wanshouyi is indeed proud of this battle, although it is supported by the piano.

I saw Wan Shouyi return to Ye Futian, bowed to Ye Futian, and smiled, "Thank you very much."

"Brother Wan also taught me a lot of times, it should be." Ye Futian said, he took out a Taoist fruit and handed it to Wan Shouyi: "Serve it."

Life Tao fruit.

Wu Wanshou looked up at Ye Futian.

"You need it now." Ye Futian said. As for Xia Qingyu, he had to grab it.

He smiled, Wan Shouyi did not refuse, he took Daogu directly and swallowed it in his abdomen, and the weak breath quickly recovered. This feeling was extremely smooth.

Little Phoenix was a little jealous to see this scene, what about her?

不 Can't win more than women, nor can it be better than men?

家伙 This guy must be jealous of his beauty and talent, for fear of throwing him away after taking Daogu.

Wu Junmu and others saw Wan Shouyi's feelings in taking Daoguo, and several people around him were slightly regretful.

Xie Ye Futian didn't promise anything, even he made it clear that he would not give them a fruit.

此时 At this time, however, he presented Qin Qu as a supplement to Kendo and asked Wan Shouyi to serve the Tao. This is helping Wan Shouyi to transform.

After this trip, Wan Shouyi's strength will go to another level.

"When did you learn ..." Luo Yue looked at Ye Futian, and she stopped talking, and what she wanted to ask was naturally an epic song.

"Don't Taoist play it?" Ye Futian smiled.

"On the Taixuan Mountain that day? But only once." Luoyue Road.

"So it ’s because I am good at other famous songs, because Daozun's tunes are interlinked, and there is a certain degree of fate. In fact, it is far from being the Dadao relic." Ye Futian said, if it is the complete Dadao relic, he will assist Wan. Shou Yi's sword, there is nothing to the people above.

When Luo Luoyue heard Ye Futian's answer, she was speechless. Could she be wrong?

Wasn't Ye Futian a secret disciple of Daozun?

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Xie Ye Futian glanced at the moon, then stepped forward and walked forward. In his body, the ancient trees of the world were swaying, and many thoughts were transformed into kendo. In a single thought, the sea was changing, the road was changing, and the sword was eternal.

He walked under the God tree of Wudao, looked up at the people above him, and said, "Since you are not willing to give up, then I have to take it myself."

His voice dropped, and he walked forward, walking towards the mountain.

"Arrogance."

The strong man in the shrine was cold and indifferent. He was extremely proud. He was a disciple of the shrine and never looked at him.

Before he died, he even robbed Lu Qingyao, a disciple of Taoism.

The speaker is Bai Xiu. He glanced down at Ye Futian. He seemed to have a pair of ghostly eyes, and an invisible meaning flowed between heaven and earth. Looking at those eyes, Ye Futian only felt that his life and soul were like It's locked.

Bai Xiu, a disciple of the shrine, is good at attacking the spirits, and he studies under the path of the ghost.

Ye Futian also glanced into the void, his pupils became extremely scary, even exuding a demon breath, the pupils seemed to penetrate all the nothingness, and pierced directly into Bai Xiu's eyes, making Bai Xiu's face changed slightly.

"Whoever shoots, whose position I want." Ye Futian said, continuing to go up, not for one person, but for everyone above!