The Legend Of Futian Chapter 1911
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Chapter 1911 The Killing BlowYe Futian did not bother with the other party anymore. His aura of the great way merged into that stone platform above and perceived the sword will in it.
Leaping blades of light appeared in his perception as though they were omnipresent.
Buzz!
Instantly, countless blades of lights also surrounded Ye Futian’s body, leaping and dancing. Many people looked toward Ye Futian and the blades of light behind him.
Sword chimes sounded as the swords flew around. Brilliant sword glints also shone atop the stone platform and resonated with Ye Futian.
The ninth sword was about to be created.
Everyone was in awe. The various mighty cultivators’ expressions changed from ones of curiosity, envy, and jealousy to those of seriousness as they watched Ye Futian.
Did he really find it effortless to wield nine swords?
What was the gap between them and Ye Futian, and why did he have such extraordinary powers of comprehension?
Who was this white-haired sword emperor?
At that moment, a powerful swordsmanship airflow flowed from top to bottom atop the stone platform and engulfed it instantly. The swordsmanship airflow suppressed the sword will within the stone platform and resonated with Ye Futian. In fact, it used a sword realm to seal the sword will within the stone platform.
Many people were stunned. Following the stone platform upward, they saw the youth in black robes standing straight as a sword there. Wisps of sword will flowed from his body toward the stone platform.
It was he who was disrupting the resonance between the sword will within the stone platform and Ye Futian, causing an interruption in Ye Futian’s comprehension of the ninth sword. Hence, the ninth sword did not appear.
“You can’t do it!”
The man in black stood there quietly, looking at Ye Futian indifferently.
He was the cultivator on the stone platform. He ignored him and directly sensed the sword will on the stone platform and refused to answer his question.
This scene made the people each have their own ideas. Sure enough, this man in black was unhappy with Ye Futian and hindered him from continuing his cultivation.
Among the nine people, although the other eight people were a little upset, they did not stop Ye Futian and clash with him. After all, everyone was cultivating and did not interfere with one another. Ye Futian’s power of comprehension was stronger, and he still resonated with the stone platform despite not sitting on it. They could only tolerate their displeasure and embarrassment. After all, they were not the only ones who were embarrassed.
Besides Ye Futian, who here was not embarrassed?
But when Ye Futian was comprehending the last sword, someone hindered him from continuing his cultivation and even directly sealed the sword will in the stone platform with his own sword will, not allowing Ye Futian to comprehend it.
Ye Futian’s eyes looked up at the stone platform. The pair of brilliant star-like eyes gazed at his opponent and were also sharp as swords.
Their gazes clashed in the air, and many people even faintly sensed a powerful and extremely oppressive swordsmanship airflow flowing and spreading toward the surrounding space.
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They both remained silent, just staring at each other. It was as though everything could be conveyed through their actions.
Ye Futian’s expression did not change as his sword-like eyes shot out rays of sword glint. With a shift of his divine consciousness, boundless amounts of sword qi flowed, and the surrounding space became a Great Path Sword Domain. Countless wisps of swordsmanship airflow flowed toward the stone platform, trying to remove the sealing power. Meanwhile, the blades of light surrounding his body were still incandescent, and he did not stop cultivating.
The man in black swept a faint glance at Ye Futian. A terrifying sword slash sounded from the sky. Then a dark lightning sword glint descended from the sky.
Boom, boom, boom… Numerous swords descended directly from the firmament, stabbed the area around the stone platform, completely sealed that space, made it an absolute swordsmanship realm, and stripped away all of Ye Futian’s power of swordsmanship.
The two of them seemed to have gotten fired up and were already clashing.
Many people had strange expressions. The man in black robes was a middle-level Renhuang but had an astonishing aura and an extremely powerful sword will. He was not like ordinary middle-level Renhuangs.
A row of mighty practitioners stood on the left and right of the stone platform. Obviously, they were practitioners who followed the man in black robes here. Among them, there were two people at the eighth order of the Divine Wheel. Hence, the man in black definitely had an extraordinary identity. He was probably someone from a top faction of some continent. If not, he would not have had such a lineup.
No wonder he was that arrogant. When Ye Futian refused to answer his question, he attacked directly and stopped Ye Futian from comprehending the ninth sword any further.
However, Ye Futian also had a group of mighty cultivators behind him. They stood there and looked straight ahead. Their gazes were hostile and cold as they stared at the man in black.
They all wanted to comprehend the Sword Peak, and everything here was the Great Path Opportunity of the Eastern Deity Island. It did not belong to anyone. Since they gained control of the stone platform, they also gained control of it. Others knew that they were incapable of fighting for it and naturally did not do so. Ye Futian also did not fight for it.
Ye Futian was comprehending and cultivating under the stone platform. If that also angered them, that would already be somewhat unreasonable. Could it be that only those who were sitting on the stone platform were allowed to comprehend and cultivate?
Although the remaining eight mighty figures still joked around. They did not have any malice toward Ye Futian. Only the man in black acted domineeringly.
At this moment, a horrifying sword realm appeared around Ye Futian. A vast sword might went rampant in the void, causing the surrounding people’s hearts to shudder. What a strong swordsmanship aura…
Although Ye Futian also showed his aura before, that was in cultivation. But at this moment, the true offensive power of the swordsmanship erupted. All the Lower Renhuangs felt that they could not be mentioned in the same breath as him. Even the many middle-level Renhuangs felt a powerful oppressive force.
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“He has forged a Perfect Grade Divine Wheel,” an elderly high-order Renhuang said while gazing at Ye Futian. Indeed, how could a person who could comprehend nine swords consecutively not be extremely talented? Considering how he had a Perfect Grade Divine Wheel of the Great Path, he must be a demon from some continent.
Above Ye Futian, three extraordinary sword wills formed. The sword wills released horrifying sword chimes that pierced eardrums, and everyone could feel an extremely strong sharp airflow.
However, the man in black did not care at all, and huge black swords coalesced. Each huge sword contained a superb destructive power. With the stone platform as the center, they also created a terrifying sword realm.
“That probably happened because a lower Renhuang could not maintain his Perfect Grade Divine Wheel of the Great Path after he broke through.” An elder secretly thought after sensing this powerful aura. If it were always an ordinary Divine Wheel of the Great Path, the man in black’s swordsmanship would have been suppressed by Ye Futian’s sword might.
But he did not, which meant that he had a perfect-grade Divine Wheel of the Great Path previously. Although he did not maintain it after breaking through, he was still far better than ordinary middle-level Renhuangs. His aura was no weaker than Ye Futian’s sword will and even a little bit stronger. After all, he once had a Divine Wheel of the Great Path at the same level as that of Ye Futian, and he was at a higher cultivation level.
Buzz!
The three sword wills behind Ye Futian were released and descended in an instant, directly blasting on top of that forbidden power.
With a terrifying sound, cracks appeared in the sealing sword veil. The stone platform trembled continuously, and with a poof, the sealing power shattered, and Ye Futian resonated with the sword intent within the stone platform again. Blades of light emerged from the stone platform, mirroring the blades of light on his body.
Boom…
The moment Ye Futian broke open the seal, a horrifying rumble sounded.
“Be careful,” Emperor Helian reminded him. The countless black swords floating in the sky descended toward Ye Futian with a horrifying might. The seal the man in black set up was broken, and Ye Futian forcefully comprehended the ninth sword, causing him to start unleashing his killing blow.
The giant black swords were extremely fast, descending in an instant. The swords seemed to have terrifying patterns on them, and each sword contained a terrifying dark light of destruction, wanting to directly kill Ye Futian.
Countless blades of light flew around Ye Futian, creating a sword veil and obstructing the space, preventing his opponent’s swords from going through.
But horrifying rumbles sounded, and the sword veil trembled violently. Cracks appeared under the attacks of the giant black swords, and it shattered and disintegrated. The giant black swords continued to move toward Ye Futian. A destructive sword river appeared, and under the swords, everything was destroyed.
In this instant, another gorgeous blade of light appeared behind Ye Futian. At this moment, the ninth sword actually coalesced and came into being, exuding an incomparably terrifying swordsmanship glow.
“The nine sword wills have all been comprehended.” The people looked at Ye Futian and were extremely unsettled. Moreover, he did it while being obstructed by the man in black.
By now, many people had already guessed the origins of the man in black. He was from the Black Iron Sword Clan, the top swordsmanship faction of the Magic Stone Continent.
No wonder he was so domineering. The Black Iron Sword Clan was very strong. On the Magic Stone Continent, it was the top faction.
Ye Futian’s gaze was icy as he swept his gaze toward his opponent. Instantly, three sword wills shot up toward the man in black. But a giant black divine sword appeared behind him. It was his Divine Wheel of the Great Path. Giant black swords circled around him, and when the three sword wills crashed onto it, they did not break the defense, only emitting a sharp and piercing sound.
The man in black stood in the center of the sword like he was standing on a throne, with a haughty coldness in his gaze.
A terrifying golden divine statue appeared around Ye Futian’s body, rumbling loudly. The giant black sword blasted on top of the divine statue, causing it to shake violently, but it was not broken.
The black-clothed young man raised his hand and stretched out toward the void in front of him, and in an instant, a huge black iron sword appeared above Ye Futian’s head. It was all black, flashing with dark divine light. Countless swordsmanship air currents flowed above the sword. Each ray of swordsmanship air current turned into a sword falling down, blasting around Ye Futian’s body, sealing the space where Ye Futian was.
The giant sword was still gathering even more power. When the sword descended, it was as though doomsday had arrived.
“So strong.” The hearts of the people shook as they looked at the black-clothed young man. Was he really going to kill?
Would the people behind Ye Futian attack?
If they intervened, the other mighty figures of the Black Iron Sword Clan might attack as well. If that happened, the giant sword will would still fall, and they would not be able to stop him from killing Ye Futian.Many people had strange expressions. Although Ye Futian made all the practitioners here embarrassed, they did not have any intention to kill him. After all, they had no grudges against him and did not need to kill him.The black-clothed youth man ignored the thoughts of the people, he pointed his finger down, and at once, the giant sword fell toward Ye Futian!
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